Reluctantly.

"This is new..." A voice muttered as the blinding blue light was replaced by... the living room? "What just happened exactly?"

"It happened with Tori too." You answered, looking down to make sure, just like last time, you were completely naked. You thought about looking over at Izzy, but you realized you hadn't seen her naked yet. And despite being a guy... you were at least attempting to be somewhat of a gentleman.

"So, what are we supposed to do?"

"Wait. Talk. It'll be a minute."

"Alright, whatever." Izzy muttered, the sound of her scooting closer on the couch accompanying her words. "Jesus."

"Wha-"

"It's bigger than I thought." Izzy said, prodding the tip of your cock suddenly. "You work out, by the way? You're not-"

"What's wrong with you?!" You shouted, closing your legs as you snapped your head to look at Izzy. There was a surprise. Two surprises, to be exact. Big surprises. "Uh..."

"What?"

"They're not usually that big..."

"And there's something wrong with me, huh?" Izzy joked, pressing her breasts together. Nessa had her beat. Barely. Maybe Talia too. You didn't have a perfect comparison of that. "I bind them usually."

"Okaaaay..."

"What's with that? It's my body, I do what I want." Izzy grumbled, rolling her eyes. As if her tattoos and piercings didn't already say exactly that. And her "split tongue" she mentioned as well. "How long are we supposed to be in here?"

"I'm not exactly an expert." You sighed.

"Great. So... how are things?"

"Huh?"

"With Tori. And the other three, mister harem." Izzy giggled, bumping elbows with you. "I'm gonna find out soon, but it'll kill time now. So let's hear it!"

"Okay..." You muttered, scratching your chin. "Well... Tori might be pregnant. That's-"

"You're shitting me."

"N-No."

"Didn't bag it?"

"Well..."

"How far along?"

"I uh... Tori only noticed her period was late a bit ago." You answered, rubbing your wrist as you did. "And the other three have decided that we're not even gonna bother with protection. So-"

"Good fuckin' luck, man." Izzy sighed, lightly slapping your elbow. "Your turn to ask something."

"Huh?"

"I asked you something and you answered it. Your turn to do the same to me."

"Okay then..." You mumbled, trying to think of something. "Why do you bind your chest? It must hurt, yeah?"

"How did I know you were gonna ask that?" Izzy sighed. "If a short answer'll do, it's for Talia."

"Can I get-"

"The long answer, yeah yeah. I love Talia. I have ever since I first saw her." Izzy answered. "She doesn't feel the same."

"And?"

"She's straight, dumbass. I've been in her head, she doesn't love me back. I'm just... a friend. That helps her with her libido, courtesy of the curse." Izzy muttered, pulling her legs up to rest her head on her knees. "Back in school, she said she liked strong guys. And rebels, bad boys, you know. So... guess what this pudgy Latina did before college started?"

"I-"

"And you know the worst part? The first time we channeled each other, she could read EXACTLY how I felt about her. And she didn't feel anything towards me back. It-"

"Your turn. Ask another question."

"Thanks." Izzy muttered, taking a deep breath. "I got into it..."

"You're fine. I uh... I'm sorry." You apologized. "I should've stopped you earlier, I didn't mean to dredge up that..."

"I'm the one who wouldn't shut up, you're fine!"

"I know it's your turn, but... you knew Talia before college?"

"Yeah. Like you and Tori, except neither of us moved away." Izzy answered. "She channeled me back in college, remember? Lemme just say, you're waaaaaay more handsome than she remembered kid-you being."

"Thanks?"

"You should've... she probably hid this from you when you were Peri..." Izzy whispered, her cheeks reddening. "Do you know about the pictures thing?"

"No?"

"So... she found some social media stuff of yours. Pictures and stuff." Izzy muttered, glancing at you with the corner of her sight. "She... Tori got her fingers involved with those..."

"You're-"

"Her favorite was this one where you had swim trunks on. The light was hitting you just right, your hands were on your hips, you had this dumb grin... I totally got it when she channeled me."

"I... I don't know what to say." You admitted, feeling... flattered, maybe? Tori had hid that. Or maybe you just didn't look for it within Tori's memories. Or... maybe Izzy was full of shit.

"You know what the weirdest part of being Tori was?"

"What?"

"Her sexuality." Izzy giggled. "I was confident I was a lesbian and then... guys looked GOOD inside Tori. A guy's thing... man, I was a nympho for a while..."

"Out of curiosity..."

"Bi. Say that Tori 'opened my eyes' if you want, it doesn't matter to me. Although women are much better, imo."

"Did you just say 'imo' out loud?"

"Yeah. And?"

"Are you like, fifteen?"

"Pfft. If I was, how could I watch so much porn? Couldn't get into porno sites without lying."

"You watch-"

"I have an SSD in my room. Four terabytes."

"How do you-"

"I'll let you borrow it, I've got it all sorted by category." Izzy giggled, her eyes lighting up. "Squirting, fisting, cosplay, tribbing, grool-"

"Grool?"

"'Girl drool.'"

"What."

"Girl cum. You know."

"You're a very odd woman, Izzy."

"I prefer the term 'queer' for obvious reasons." Izzy giggled. "Hey, I owe you for this whole thing with Talia. Big time. Anything you need, I'll be there." She said, your vision suddenly becoming blurry...

---

"Talia. Talia." You muttered as you grabbed your head, memories flooding in. As you took your first step in your new body, your heart raced. Memories of staring at Talia in the locker room, laughing at you when she caught you. Another step. The time you "practiced kissing" with her, that guilty feeling when she didn't realize your true intentions.

Another step. Senior year. The party. Talia losing her cherry to some football player. You, sitting outside the room. You were on the verge of tears as Talia moaned that man's name. Your mind running wild as you imagined her moaning your name. Your fingers dancing around your folds as the door flew open, a drunk Talia collapsing in your arms as her legs shook wildly, a dumb look on her perfect face.

Another step. Night one in the college dorms, Talia snuggling up with you because her sheets weren't clean. Her sleeping breath hitting you as you stared at the ceiling, those dark terrible thoughts of what you could do to her filling your mind. Your hand, constantly nearing her butt before you pulled it away, not willing to **** Talia into any situation as she slept. As she trusted you not to.

The last step of the stairs. The first time she'd channeled you. When your feelings towards her slammed into her. The anticipation you felt in that moment. You'd reinvented yourself for her, getting all those damn tattoos, piercings, spent those months working yourself to the bone for her, thrown out your entire wardrobe. You'd done everything for her. You'd stayed with her for all those years, wanted to be more than just friends for your entire life up to that point. Helped her hook up with anyone she wanted, despite how much it hurt. The immediate pain as you felt Talia's nothing at you. You didn't even get a hint of friendship. Nothing. You shut down after that, locking away your mind from hers as you slipped into your mental self-isolation.

The doorway. When you'd been ejected from Talia's body, snapping you out of your month-long self-isolation. You couldn't even get your bearings before Talia pounced on you. She was horny, and you were her best friend, you couldn't not help her. You accepted that. But it wasn't enough. You could never make Talia feel how she made you feel. You were a glorified sex toy, and you... you had to accept that.

"Talia!" You shouted, throwing open the door. Your heart was racing as you pulled off your clothes, an audible gasp from Talia as you peeled your pants off. You had Izzy's body, but with the one thing you needed. After all, the Izzy part of you knew that if Talia wanted a man that badly, she needed this from the Peter part of you. You could feel the Peter part of you being shocked at first, but the Izzy part comforted him as her memories poured in. Peter understood, allowing the channeling to continue. Maybe it was how your feelings towards Talia were like a set of blinds, making you ignore any and all feelings of hesitation or doubt. You weren't sure. But you honestly didn't care.

"Iz?! What-"

"It's for you!" You shouted, jumping on top of the woman you loved. You recognized that Izzy's feelings were overpowering Peter's towards his women, towards Nessa, Tori, Andrea, and Elle. You didn't care. You waited so many years for this, as much as it hurt you knowing it was purely temporarily.

You could feel Talia's arms wrap around you, holding you tightly as you **** your tongue into Talia's mouth. It'd been years since you'd kissed. Years before you'd split your tongue for her, to make eating her out better for her. Everything for her.

Feeling Talia's folds wrap around your shaft, you wanted to moan. To let Talia know how good she felt. That despite using everything from your fingers to a strap-on, nothing had felt this amazing. But Talia held your head down, wrapping her legs around yours as her insides coiled around the intruder to its warm folds.

If it wasn't for the Peter part of you holding everything together, you would've cum right then and there. It was overwhelming. But you carried on, pressing your forehead against hers as your hips began to move on their own. Faster. Harder. Stronger. Your flesh sticking to hers. Talia's shampoo hitting your nose. A bite on your bottom lip as you raised your head, completely past any limit you thought you'd had.

"I love you! Iloveyou, Iloveyou, I-" You howled, your balls tightening as their contents prepared for firing.

"I love you too, Iz." Talia whispered, the words hitting your ears just as you came...

---

"Dumbass!" You sobbed, your body trembling as you held Talia tight.

"It was embarrassing to say..." Talia whispered, rubbing your back. "I hid it because I... I couldn't handle it. You're... brave, just letting it come out like that. Call me closeted, I don't give a shit..."

"You should've told me you felt the same, T!!"

"Like I said, I-"

"And now Peter's watched all this!" You shouted, half of you getting offended at your own words. "He'll-"

"I guessed that, based on what's... what's still in me, by the way."

"I'll pull-"

"It's staying. For a bit longer." Talia whispered, squeezing you tighter. "Peter, this means a lot. I know how much... how much Iz wanted to do this. Can I keep calling you Izzy like this?"

"S-Sure... you really-"

"I don't care if it's a strap-on. I don't care if it's a finger or a tongue. I don't care if we just... watch all that dumb porn together and laugh at the acting." Talia continued. "But I know how you've wanted to have the... the real tools, I guess. Because I'm a fucking idiot who can't just say I... Peter... thanks for letting her borrow it."

"But I thought you were straight, you-"

"I am. But my Iz is an exception." Talia interrupted, making your heart race all over again. "I hid all my feelings about you... it's so fucking embarrassing... DON'T TELL ANNNNNNYONE ABOUT THIS!!"

"Alright. Libertalia."

"SHUT IT WITH THAT! CBT IF YOU-"

"That's not fair to the Peter part of me..." You joked, meeting Talia's lips with your own as the two of you giggled...

A Few Hours Later

"Hey." Talia grunted as you returned to yourself, ending the channeling in a blue flash. "You're alright, Peter."

"Thanks, I-"

"But if I hear my full name out of your mouth..." Talia threatened. You knew from Izzy's memories that she didn't need to finish that sentence. You'd be a dead man if you called her by her full name.

"We owe you." Izzy said, breaking the tension as she stumbled over to the bed and collapsed. "Who knew shooting so many loads would be so exhausting?!"

"Most men." You sighed, feeling a smile form on your face as Talia helped Izzy sit up. "I'm just weird lately."

"Yeah, your memories had something like that." Izzy muttered, blushing as Talia rubbed her head. "You think it's a side-effect of being around Tori and Nessa and all their channeling, right?"

"Sure it isn't all the sex making you have better stamina?" Talia asked, staring at your member through your pants. That's right... you were dressed when you made Izzy channel you. "Hard again..."

"For the first time." You corrected. "At least since this morning."

"True. And seeing my Izzy naked like this should get anyone hard."

"You're prettier than me, Talia. You-"

"I'm gonna go downstairs and read more of those books." You interrupted, scratching the back of your neck. "Tori and the others should be home soonish too, so-"

"We were doing that, weren't we?" Talia sighed. "Your house is old, there's not any-"

"He's heard creaking sounds at night." Izzy interrupted, making Talia shudder. "And the lights flicker sometimes. And-"

"There's no ghosts. Probably." You groaned. "And it's an old house, so the ghosts would be old too, right?"

"Yeah... makes sense." Talia and Izzy muttered in unison.

"So they won't possess you." You said with a chuckle.

"Huh? Why?" Talia squeaked, her eyes wide.

"If they're old, they're probably racist. So they won't-" You began, a snicker in your throat.

"THAT'S EVEN WORSE!!" Talia bellowed, making you jump.

"It was a joke." You sighed. "I'll put a salt line outside your door or something if you're THAT panicked."

"Can't you use a vacuum or something?" Izzy asked. "Suck 'em up if they show-"

"N-No. That's really dumb." You muttered, heading towards the door. "Dinner should be around six, if you need Kelly just holler. Speaking of..."

"Can't you stay instead?" Talia asked quietly. "If they are racist ghosts in here, they might not be angry if you're in here too. Or something, I dunno..."

"There's not ghosts, and if there are, they're not racist! Ghosts are ghosts, why would they care?!" You shouted, knowing from Izzy how terrified Talia was of the supernatural. Even if Izzy didn't believe anything like that existed in the slightest.

"Please?" Izzy asked, giving you a sad look...