She seems to believe you.

Jessica reaches forward and uses her thumbs to softly wipe the tears from your eyes. “There there all we have to do is go back to your house and find the genie.”

I looked at her amazed that she believed me so easily. But then again she is staring at an exact duplicate of herself down to the last pimple. “That was what I was trying to do but I didn’t make it. I got your car impounded and got you in trouble I am so sorry.”

“Don’t worry, I can get my car tomorrow and I have an airtight alibi for when all of that happened, I was actually at a movie premiere with a friend. Hundreds of people saw me and there are tons of photos to back that up I will be ok. Now if they see you that might all change.” She flashed me one of her cute smiles and I couldn’t help myself any longer. Overcome with emotion I leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her lips. She gave in for a second and kissed me back breathlessly but then she snaped back to her senses and pushed me away. “What the heck, I am not gay you know. Not to mention how weird it would be to make out with myself.”

“I am sorry, you are just so beautiful and so kind I couldn’t resist.”

She stroked my hair and patted me on the head to comfort me like some pet or child. “It’s ok, I guess I understand you have had quite a day. Now you should get some sleep, we have a long drive tomorrow to get you home.” She walks over to her closet and pulls out a pair of silk shorts and a long silk night shirt. “Here go take a shower and put these on so you can be more comfortable.”

“Thanks.” I took them from her and went into the bathroom. Stripping down I got into the shower. Even lathering myself up got me so turned on my nipples hurt straining against the little silver rings. I stood there all lathered up with soap at the back of the shower, the water hitting me at just below my knees and leaned my forehead against the wall exhausted and emotionally spent. Unconsciously my fingers then traced down to my other reminders of tonight. I felt the hard metal of the rings in my pussy lips and small stud piercing my clit causing me to let out a small whimper.

She apparently heard me some how as I realized she was in the bathroom with me as she asked, “Are you ok? You aren’t playing with yourself in there are you?” She laughed lightly as this was obviously meant to be a joke.

“Yeah I am. I mean I am ok not playing with myself.” I lied flustered. “I just realized we aren’t the same any more, I have a pierced clit and nipples. That psycho gave them to me.”

“Really? Can I see. I actually considered doing my nipples once but I was worried I would look like a slut.”

Startled by her request I stepped back into the stream of water and begin rinsing off the soap.