Smoldering Hot, but unaware

"Did you do it?" Mark heard a different female voice ask from the couch. "You're blinking a lot and I remember the flash of the gun when I used it on the delivery guy, but nothing seemed to have happened now."

Mark looked down at her and got a closer look, drinking up the sight of the girl in front of him gazing inquisitively at him for a few long breaths.

The vibrator had disappeared, from what he could tell, and she was wearing more clothes again. Well, tight shiny leather tights hugging her features and high heels. Beyond that she was just wearing a tiny bra and a thong popping out of her tights. She looked a bit older, maybe mid twenties, but she still had a banging hot body. She had become a brunette, but the spark in her eye, her body posture, her tattoos and her make-up made it apparent she was still an unashamed sex fiend.

"Did I change?" She asked eagerly as she got up from the couch and gave herself a look. After a moment she giggled and gave Mark a nice view of her rear.

"I feel like myself, but you look like I'm different." She grinned wickedly.

"Erm, yes, I did fire the gun at you. You used to be blonde and less tattooed," Mark admitted, mesmerized and aroused, even if he ejaculated just a few minutes ago.

"Blonde? Natural blonde? I've been dark haired my entire life," she said as she looked at her hair and rolled her hips together. "Mph, it's sort of hard to pay attention with that vibrator of yours inside of me. I've never tried one of those wired egg things before," she crooned and paused to give a feminine gasp as she caressed her crotch. "I'm making a mess of my panties right now," she said as she slid down onto her knees in front of Mark, staring up at him with a hungry grin and gorgeous eyes.

"Are you ready for another go, Marky-boy? I might have said that I don't swallow on first date, but I'd say we're well into the second one after that delivery slut," she said as she, very slowly began unbuckling his pants again. "Mph, I want to make more delivery sluts. They bring wonderful gifts."

"She didn't bring me you," Mark complimented Jackie as she began pulling his pants down off his legs, burying her face in his underwear and sniffing them loudly as she did so.

"Well, you did," She replied as she slowly rolled his underwear down, sliding her face down across Mark's dick as it appeared behind the rim, until it popped up onto her forehead. She gave it a hungry look and wrapped her lips around it, working it greedily up to full erection again. "Mmm, I guess there's still enough juice in you for another blow, Marky-boy," she said as she paused for a moment, rolling her hips for a moment before diving back in.

It didn't take long for Jackie to work Mark up to a climax, causing him to grunt as he filled her mouth. Her tongue flicked across his dickhead, cupping the cum as she lowered herself to let it slide across her tongue and down her throat. She moaned through her nose as she came from the taste and the vibrator inside of her. "I don't know any other woman who orgasms from tasting cum. Was that your idea of a hot girl, Marky-boy?" She smiled as she leaned back, licking her lips and giving him a bright smile, her body still spasming in after-shocks.

"You do? Well, I guess it's sort of hot, having a woman who loves blow jobs so much she creams her panties when she does it."

Jackie moaned in agreement, still enjoying the ongoing micro orgasms from the taste in her mouth. "My entire life has been changed into being all about sucking dicks and being pretty, and it's all because of you and that gun," she said in a tone of heartfelt joy, as if someone just proposed to her and she was so ready to get married she'd been thinking about bending the knee herself.

"Oh, this is so fun, but back to that wonderful thing. I feel that I'm a ten out of ten, so you managed to get the hot part, but what about the drastic bit?"

"Oh, Erm, well I was focusing a lot on the hot part," Mark began saying while pulling his underwear back up.

"I see," Jackie smirked in a faux scolding tone.

"But I did think that you might have needed a bit more... ambition than what you'd shown before, so I was thinking about more discipline while being very hot and slutty," he continued as he began pulling up his trousers

"Ambitious huh... Well, I do study for my MBA, I play lead guitar in a local prog metal band, and I do some shifts on the pole at the local strip joint, primarily for the exercise and the dancing, but also to pick up some hotties."

"Well, that's a busy schedule compared to what I remember about you from before," Mark admitted.

"Yeah, Speaking of which, did you say that you'd shot at me before?"

"Erm, I probably did. It was on accident though," Mark replied as he felt caught in a corner. Apparently the new Jackie was a bit quicker on the uptake. Who would have thought more ambition might make someone more clever.

"Okay... Do you remember who I was? Guh, I don't know if I want to know. What if I was some introverted nerdy girl like my sisters who never would lose her virginity? No, don't tell me. That gun rewrites lives as far as I can tell," Jackie pondered as she sat back down on the couch, idly tasting her lips.

"Maybe we should check if your sister's memories of you have changed as well?" Mark suggested, hoping she would leave the topic of what he'd promised her for a while. It also was a pretty important question to answer if they were to use the gun with no repercussions.