Clean Up For Now

Jackie didn't respond to Mark's question right away. She was rolling the remnants of his cum around in her mouth, gyrating her hips in time with the hidden vibrator going to town on her pussy, seemingly oblivious to her surroundings.

Deciding the situation was too weird to try and **** rational, normal behavior, Mark took the opportunity to knock an item off of "super secret bucket list." Quickly rotating his hips the young man smacked Jackie in the face with his still hard cock. "Would you like me to say that again?"

"Thwarry." **Gulp**. "It's not a bad idea. Right now, all we know is that little pistol changes the person it hits, their clothes, and maybe the things around them. For all I know, you order multiple items from...'Marital Aids R Us'? Okay, that doesn't seem real. But still, we don't have a lot of hard evidence on how far these changes go. I do not remember what I looked or acted like before this, but I knew about the gun after the transformation was over."

"I swear I didn't order any vibrators or dildos or whatever else is in those boxes." Mark wasn't sure why that point was so important to him, but he felt that he had to make it clear. "Oh, and also, there seems to be some ability to direct how the transformation plays out, but it's not exact."

Cocking her eyebrows at him, Jackie couldn't keep the laughter out of her eyes. Whatever, Marky-Boy. It's not like each of those boxes wasn't addressed to you. You don't have any family out here, do you? I think we should figure out how my family responds to my new look. Probably my sisters, before my parents. If you're right and I used to be a tiny blonde teen...and how I was something else before that...they'll either be completely stunned, or they won't see anything different about me. But first, let's go upstairs and take a shower. We both smell like wet sex, which isn't a great scent in case they don't recognize me."

A small part of Mark's brain was curious about how Jackie knew where his bathroom was. Before he had zapped her accidentally, Jackie had never been upstairs. Jack had never even stepped food on his property. The rest of Mark's brain instead focused on following her latex clad ass as it swayed up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs, Jackie suddenly took off into a sprint, leaving Mark in her wake. It wasn't as if she was hiding. She left a trail of discarded clothing behind her, like a perverted Hansel and Gretel. Rounding the corner and entering the bathroom, Mark found a glistening, vibrating egg still on and rattling its way across the floor, and a stunning sight before him. "Oh Marky-Boy, I don't remember being your blonde toy, but I do remember saying we were going to get hot and heavy. Want to get a little dirty before we get clean?"

Words failed him, but with a guttural growl Mark was on Jackie in an instant. Pushed up against the tiled wall of the shower Jackie wrapped her legs around Mark, cooing as he thrust his heavy cock into her tight, wet slit. "Oooooh...that feels even bigger than it did in my mouth, and that was stretching my jaw. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" Jackie rambled before seeking out Mark's mouth and trying to out duel his tongue with hers."

There was no subtlety in the frenzied pace Jackie and Mark fucked each other. Jackie's nails dug into Mark's back, while his hands clasped her luscious ass. The sounds of their fervent thrusting and rising moans echoed throughout bathroom until they were racing towards the peak. Jackie screamed as she came, her pussy clamping down on Mark's dick, the sudden burst of tightness pushed him over the edge and he launched volley after volley of thick white cum deep into the quivering brunette in his arms.

The two of them recovered, breathing heavily as the shower's water fell over them. "Damn...that was intense. I'm pretty sure that was the hottest thing I have ever been a part of." Mark exclaimed as blood finally began to return to his brain.

"Oh fuck, me too. By the way Marky-Boy, are you sure that, before today, I'd never stepped foot in your place? Because this all seems so familiar to me. Hell, let's rinse off and dry off. I'm not sure why, but for some reason I'm almost positive that the room across the hall is _my _room. Or, at least I've been in it before."

Standing and helping Jackie to her feet, Mark replied, "It's weird you said that. I've been having déjà vu for a while now, almost like two sets of memories are merging into each other. We need to figure out how this gun works."

"Well, just remember, I get to use the gun next!" Jackie sang as she stepped out of the shower, grabbing a towel and drying off as she moved into the room across the hallway.