You become more womanly

You excitedly hop up and dangle your legs off the edge of the bed, ready to try something more.

Sophie 1: "I'm gonna get my dildo. Let's see if you've got a prostate, and if so, how much we can-... we can... oooh..."

Sophie 2: "Uhh, you okay there, champ?"

You feel like passing out momentarily, as all rational thoughts seem to simply evaporate from your brains. You faint onto your bed like a Victorian lady, lazily draping one hand over your forehead, cooing inconsolably. Two concurrent wet and rubbery sounds coincide with your already-impressive bust tripling in size. Sophie 2 is wide-eyed as your hips spread out to cover a half of your bed's width, while your midriff becomes impossibly thin, and still somehow managing to conceal your previous washboard stomach.

You squirm in ecstacy on the bed as these changes ravage your body. Your face changes too: your lips plump up and redden like three cherries, while your lovely auburn hair bleaches itself blond and grows out to twice its length. Your hairband, usually kept as a divider between your bangs, somehow travels to the back of your head, giving you a pristine poytail.

Your eyes glaze over as their bright green turns bright blue instead. You feel absolutely fantastic, but not quite yourself.

Sophie 2: "What is this? It doesn't fit my look at all! All my personable contours and quirks paved over with beige plaster. Tell me you've at least retained your MIT acumen."

Sophie 1: "Guhh... What's going on, who am I?"

Sophie 2: "Ah hell, I didn't consider you might have actual brain damage. Hey, do you remember your name? Do you remember what day it is and where you live?"

Sophie 1: "One question at a time, please... Uh... My name is Sofia."

Sophie 2: "Sophie."

Sophie 1: "That's what I said! And it's... the 12th of August 2018 and holy frick is that a cock?!"

Sophie 2 didn't even realize that her erection was still at full mast, hanging right beside your head. Without warning, you lunge your thick, succulent lips forward, deep-throating her smoothly as a lubricated piston. Sophie 2 is hesitant at first, but as your vaccuum-sealed lips display their sperm-hunger by sucking semen straight out of Sophie 2's balls, she decides to let you work your magic for a moment at least.

Being a futanari, Sophie 2's semen production is impossibly efficient, and even so she can only barely keep up. Her testicles gurgle with might and her prostate, which she indeed does have, churns out more semen by the cupful, all lapped up by you in moments. Your fire-red lips tingle around Sophie 2's loins, igniting an internal passion that compels her to start bucking her hips.

Your neck, purpose-built for receiving phallus, bobs happily in perfect rhythm with Sophie 2. Sophie 2 is getting a crash course in all the joys that can arise from having a penis, although she's cheating a little by having Sophie Choice on the receiving end.

While you show no signs or willingness to stop, even after having deepthroated her for two minutes straight, Sophie 2 finally pulls out, exasperated. You hungrily lick your cum-stained lips and even gladly clean off Sophie 2's glans with your tongue. While Sophie 2 feels more satisfied than ever, she can't quite get over the rest of your transformation.

Sophie 2: "Sorry about that. Now, do you remember where you live? Which city?"

Sophie 1: "Umm... What's with the third degree? I'm telling you, I'm like totally fine."

Sophie 2: "Why do you suddenly have a valley girl accent, then?"

Sophie 1: "Always with these dumb questions... Umm... Can I have some more cum, please? You taste real good..."

Sophie 2: "Right that's it. You're not qualified to be a Sophie anymore. From now on, I'm Sophie, and you're 'Sofia', as you yourself put it."

Sofia: "Ummm... Okie!"

The narration will now refer to this new Sophie as 'You'. You walk in circles around the bedroom, trying to think of what to do, while Sofia follows your movements with all the subtlety of a ruminant watching a farmer install a new cow scratcher.

Sophie: "She gives godly head, but I can't approve of my personality being tampered with, can I? Even if the personality in question belongs to a different body..."