A new plan

"I want to end it." There's a sense of finality in the way Leah says those words and you can tell she doesn't just mean returning to Jimmy's life.

"Then let's end it," you hold out your hand to her, "Give her to me, I'll do what I was too scared to do back when I **** this on you."

She suddenly rushes forward and embraces you tightly. Her mascara stained cheeks look up at you and her face is twitching with emotion. "Are you sure? Are you sure you can handle it?" she whimpers while sniffling and wiping at her eyes.

"I don't know," you say as you hug her back, "All I know is you can't and that's all I need to know." You feel her nod while still sobbing into your chest.

After a while she wipes up her face and strips down and reaches for the hidden zipper in her hairline. Leah's face distorts and crumples as her hands pull at them as her head collapses into a hollow mess on her breasts before he removes the rest of himself from her tight skin. He goes to borrow some of your clothes to wear while you set about wearing the now abandoned skinsuit.

It'd been a few years since you'd done this. After all, since that fateful afternoon, you'd stored away the pens in a safe hiding spot with a vow to only use them in an emergency. You slip your thicker male legs into her slick warm insides and watch in amazement as they slide in effortlessly. It isn't long before you're standing on a pair of Leah's long slender legs and you're feeling a moist warmth from your newly formed Leah pussy.

All of a sudden, you hear the rustling of keys outside the front door but before you can do anything, Jessica unlocks the door and steps inside to see the shock of her life. Her boyfriend standing in the middle of the living room, bottom half was clearly very female, beautiful and slender and the top half was a very male torso which was clutching the deflated upper half of a blonde female.

"What the actual FUCK!?!" she screams, as the door slams behind her.