Ivy is a little bolder

"I'm thinking it's time to share something with you," Ivy said, with a wink, as her hands came up to her blouse. Ivy typically dressed fairly conservatively, a strict adherent to the dress code at school usually. The only way she usually deviated was her cropped jacket, which was in her locker at the moment. She slowly started to undo a button at a time on the shirt--slower than normal, like her fingers needed a little time to adjust to the idea that the buttons were on the other side of the blouse than how Luke would've understood it.

James's face turned red and he grabbed Ivy's shoulders. "What are you doing?! Don't take clothes off my girlfriend!"

Ivy rolled her eyes, and pushed James back. "You're the one who made me fifty-fifty! Part of me wanted to, but was too shy. Now there's another part of me that is injecting a bit of confidence into me finally going further with you, and you're gonna stop it? C'mon bud, lighten up!"

James let go, in a weird quasi-state of being frustrated and aroused as he watched his girlfriend continue to remove one button at a time, her plain white bra underneath becoming more and more exposed with each slow motion, as she smiled up at James. He couldn't argue with the logic... it was his idea to put them both half in charge of this mixed personality, so it must mean that any thoughts have equal weight. James saw that if one side hated an idea and the other loved it, then it averaged out into a 'meh' in this new mixed Luke-Ivy. So if one person really wanted to fool around with a new body, and the other person was on the fence about being more provocative, it stood to reason that the outcome when mixed together would be a moderate interest in pushing some boundaries.

Still, that was Lucas in there, partly directing James's girlfriend to do all this. It almost didn't feel fair!

Eventually, with all the buttons undone, Ivy slipped her arms out of her sleeves, and then put her hands on her hips, posing for James. "Like what you see?" She looked down at herself, hands coming up to cup at the bra. "Because I do. God, I really do. Is that weird? I'm getting excited by just looking at myself..!"

James pulled at a giggling Ivy's hands so she would stop it, but Ivy just grinned. This time, she reached to behind her bra, grabbing at the hooks. "Oh, you don't like the Luke part of me touching, huh? Well, how about this."

Once the bra clasps were undone, Ivy shrugged the straps from her body, and let gravity do the rest. Her bra tumbled away, leaving her perky C-cups out in the open! Ivy kept her hands behind her back. "How about, you touch them for me." Ivy winked at James.

Hands immediately came up to grab Ivy's breasts, James couldn't help it as he was overcome with arousal, shifting his pants around so it wasn't too obvious how excited he was. How ironic that it took the mind of his best friend to go further with Ivy..! Ivy moaned, bracing against the wall as she felt James grip and knead at her chest. James had been so patient with Ivy while they were dating, now he was getting his chance! He slowly kneaded and squeezed at them, and Ivy continued to moan, nodding a little as James did his thing.

"Ooh god, it's so weird. This feels so good! But it's like my first time feeling anything like this... all these sensations of being a girl are both familiar and totally new to me, so it's like I have this heightened sense when I'm encountering something totally different and it feels... so, so good...!" Ivy continued to moan a bit, as she seemed to push off the wall and into James's hands, before reaching up to kiss James properly this time. Well, somewhat properly--there was still this hesitation, this minor shock at what she was doing at all, that abbreviated the kiss as she pulled back.

"Something wrong?" James asked, still kneading the breasts like he found his new favorite toy. "One minute you seem totally into things, now you seem hesitant again."

"Sorry, it's just..." Ivy trailed off for a moment, like it was taking her a moment to comprehend the words she was about to say. "Ivy has been dating you for a while and that part of me is totally comfortable kissing, and the Luke part of me just likes when you touch my breasts, but... well, the Luke half has been trying to get back together with Bethany and it feels like it's weird to be kissing someone else other than her."

"Would you want me to stop then?" James said, quirking an eyebrow.

"No! No..." Ivy said, leaning back again. "I could get used to this, in the mix. Maybe even after the mix, I could do more like this."

James then decided to push his luck, as he leaned a little closer, his waist pushing against Ivy to make it clear about the tightness in his jeans. "And what about, uh, doing even more?"

Ivy looked conflicted again, like she was sorting through a lot of thoughts at once. It must be difficult having two brains intermingle like this, but the Ascend unit was doing a good job of combining and weighing the signals. "I, uh... I think if anything like that was going to happen, I need something to be different from how it is now."