See this through

You couldn't really tell where the line was between masturbation and playing with a partner in this unusual configuration, but you didn't stop to analyze it. What mattered was you had a cute girl's face pressed against yours, you had a body to touch, and you were being touched in return. It was bliss!

It was more than that, even. Your hands roughly gripped at the breasts that belonged to Ela, even if the outer shell of clothing made it seem like you were just grabbing yourself to an outside observer. Yours were the only set of arms or legs in play, and with most of Ela's body oriented the same direction as yours and merely overlaid atop your form, you had a lot more freedom than you usually would in a makeout session without some really awkward positioning. While you did miss having the weight of someone else press down on you from above while kissing, you did appreciate that you could squeeze and rub along Ela's form, from her chest to her hips, without any obstructions. Really, in a strange way, her body was quite open to you!

The kissing rarely broke connection, but it wasn't the only mouth at work. You made a little noise every time you felt something on your own breasts, or between your own legs, as Ela was finding ways to stimulate you that no other human could've ever accomplished. Tied into your mind, Ela was finding ways to be creative, as human arousal mixed with inhuman shapeshifting abilities opened up many possibilities. You could feel a light sheen of sweat cling to the silky fabric as your body grew more excited each passing moment but the kissing and suckling and licking that happened at the most sensitive points of your body! You wondered if Ela would even be doing any of this if she didn't have your human mind to connect to--if she would've been so casual about driving this behavior as Zoe seemed to be, rather than seemingly need to find her own release.

In other scenarios like this, were you playing with another full human, your smaller body would typically be pinned down by your partner, but the extra freedom afforded in this shape gave you some very literal wiggle room. Your hips squirmed, trying to escape the fabric they were encased by and the mouth pressed against your pussy lips. In turn, you bumped around in Ela's legs, who had only marginal independence--her only range of free motion existed if her movements weren't stopped by the position of your own limbs. So, she had her own squirming hips and legs, but in a far more limited context. In the meantime, you were lifting a leg up, dragging your foot along the bed with a knee in the air as you sought to find a comfortable position to continue groping and caressing Ela's form, while maintaining comfort of your own body. Ela's movements were **** to coincide with yours, so any time you extended a limb, Ela's body had to respond in kind, stuck with whatever pose you wanted to put her in, mimicking your behaviors.

In the makeout session, you even at one point decided to get out of bed, standing upright! Your legs were spread slightly apart, forcing Ela's legs to do the same. You had to do all this by touch, as your eyes were still closed, lips seemingly permanently affixed to Ela's own face with how eagerly you two kissed each other. This gave you a lot of freedom and access to really play with the breasts, using your shoulders to shimmy that larger chest of Ela's around, feeling the momentum tug at your upper body as you felt the fabric rub against you in fantastic ways.

Between the legs, though, you rubbed vigorously to really make Ela loud in response! The stance you took afforded her very little opportunity to try and escape your touch, though she repeatedly bounced her hips back and forth with what range of motion she did have. Your hands caressed the larger ass that Ela had chosen for herself, feeling the cheeks through the silky fabric, and gripping tight as if you were grabbing your own self, though it felt so different since there was an air gap between your actual body and Ela's own. That only lasted so long until you were back at rubbing Ela's pussy through the fabric, ignoring the upper-dimensional bizarreness and recognizing that you were getting Ela to sweat as well, if her face was any indication.

Eventually, she had to break the kiss, the two of you panting from all the stimulation you were giving each other. You weren't sure why Ela was panting, maybe it was more mimicry, or did she actually have to breathe when shaped like a human? Or was it really just the arousal and stimulations that were creating these instinctual behaviors that she couldn't control? You didn't know, but her head pulled back just enough so she could talk while you continued to play with her.

"This... is incredible, how are humans not just doing this all the time..!" She asked, between breaths.

You giggled a little. "I'm sure we would, if we could. But there's so much other stuff we like and need to do. Besides, if we do this constantly, it takes away form the specialness of when we actually can make time for it..!"

"Emily, I will always make time for this with you." Ela grinned at you, sneaking in a quick kiss. "I know it's...probably weird to hear me say that when we haven't known each other for a day. But this connection to you is undeniably strong. I will do anything in my power to make you happy."

You blinked, and giggled a little. "You talk like we're in love."

Ela tilted her head a little--which actually gave you a good view in the mirror across the room of the play you were having with her body shape, where your hands were gripping at her sizable chest. Her brunette hair obscured some of it however, and completely obscured how exactly her head was connected to the rest of her in this orientation. "Love? Is it love? Then that must be it! I must love you!"

You blushed a little, slowing down your movements just a little so you and she could talk better. "It... might be love, it's really hard to know so soon what this is. Maybe it's just dependence. Love... it takes time. What we're doing right now, fulfilling urges, doesn't necessarily correlate to love. But..."

Ela smiled again, leaning her face in closer. "But it might! Or maybe, when I know better, I'll articulate it better. For now, I will consider it to be love. I will demonstrate that it's love to you, Emily, and I shall do my best to bring you to love me too!"

You didn't say much, slightly flustered. You knew better, of course, but if Ela was truly sincere... it wouldn't be much of a leap to actually have everything spill into the realm of love. How could you not love someone who could look like anyone or anything, do things to you that no other human could do, and on top of that could be controlled by your own thoughts without question? That wasn't yet a romantic love though, but maybe you and Ela could figure it out... in time.

Eventually, Ela redoubled her efforts, and you felt stimulation on your body increase substantially! You responded in kind, your fingers pushing against the silky fabric between the legs, feeling Ela's pussy and even causing some of the fabric to press inside the cavity of Ela's folds, creating a valley to dip your finger in. Reaching up a little further, you fished around, until you found the little magic spot...

Ela's eyes went wide, and she began to shudder. "What is... oh myyyyyyyy--" her eyes rolled back as her body experienced what you assumed was an orgasm, though it was hard to tell through the clothes. But you didn't have much time to tell, as all that movement sent Ela's own stimulation on your body into overdrive, rubbing and colliding with you and immediately seeking to mirror your technique against you! She found all your sweet spots simultaneously, the attentive shapeshifter that she had been, and soon you were awash in orgasm as well, drenching the fabrics that made up Ela with your juices.

You stood still, breathing heavily, your heads resting side-by side as you both tried to catch your breath. Looking down, you could see the stained fabric from what you'd just caused, realizing you'd actually stained a part of Ela herself this way. Not that it would be a problem to clean up, you assumed, it was just another fascinating facet of Ela's existence. You slowly strolled forward, Ela's body shuffling with you to match, ready as always to be guided by your movement, until you sat back down on the bed again, propping your upper body up with your arms behind you so you didn't just collapse back. It was so bizarre looking down to see this other body encasing yours, but it was fascinating, exciting... you would do this sort of thing every night, even!

"We are gonna have so much fun..!" Ela whispered in your ear, eager for what the future might hold. But, now, tiredness began to settle in. Ela seemed to 'refresh' the outfit, leaving you no longer feeling sticky or sweaty from the fabric at least, as her head disappeared. She did, however, leave her body shape encasing yours, deciding it would be more fun to have you sleep inside her shapelier form.

You certainly didn't object, but there wasn't too much time to enjoy. You crawled under the covers, and drifted to sleep, completely wiped out.