female twinning path, not of identity

Zoe's boyfriend was equally confused and excited by what was happening to them both. He knew this was crazy, he was turning into a match for his girlfriend, and what was even more absurd was that he was enjoying it. After all, it was one thing to love someone with all your being, but it was another to love them to the point of becoming an exact copy of them, which sounded strangely romantic and perverse in his head, when he knew he should just stop and find a way to stop and reverse the changes. But Zoe's excited look... how she had suddenly become even more beautiful and exciting, how she seemed to welcome their changes...

fuck, he felt excited too, he couldn't remember the last time he'd felt this excited! His hard cock pressed against his pants, waiting to be freed or replaced.

A thought that should have terrified him, yet it didn't, but if he risked losing it, he should use it at least one last time, right?

He took off his belt and dropped his pants. His entire lower half hadn't been replaced yet. The thought that soon it wouldn't be like this anymore made his heart race.

Zoe stopped sucking on her breasts, noticing his erection.

Zoe's boyfriend: I think he needs to be used, poor thing. Can't you say no to his last wish?

Zoe smiled lustfully at him.

Zoe: Of course, love.

She also pulled down her pants and panties. They were very tight and came down with difficulty. Zoe's body now had a sensual hourglass shape worthy of a super-hot model.

Zoe's boyfriend lifted her up, strangely, much more easily now that he was half-transformed into her. He roughly inserted his cock into her pussy while her legs wrapped around his pelvis and began to fuck her.

He could feel her breasts slamming repeatedly against his as she moaned loudly with pleasure.

He pushed her against the wall, fucking her even harder. She grabbed her face and stole an intense kiss.

Zoe's boyfriend wondered how many years had passed since he'd last fucked someone so hard.

He was so excited that he came inside her in a few minutes, and she enjoyed it all, then, panting, rested her head on his neck.

After a while, I started kissing him, moving up towards his ears. As I reached them, I whispered to him.

Zoe: I feel my tits, they hurt, you have to blur them.

Zoe's boyfriend looked down. Zoe's tits were swollen, and streams of milk were dripping down her breasts, wetting both their bodies.

Zoe's boyfriend didn't need to be told twice, he put his woman down and then moved to suck on her left breast while squeezing her right, causing a spurt of milk against his short one.

With every sip, he could feel himself changing, physically becoming Zoe, inch by inch. His pelvis began to widen, and he could feel a void forming inside it, and with it a need to be filled, an excitement unlike anything he'd ever felt in his life as a man.

His cock, though still hard, began to shrink, not that he was paying attention to it at the moment, with his face pressed against Zoe's breast.

Zoe grabbed her right breast and lifted it, put the nipple in her mouth, and began to nurse on her own milk. She, too, was getting better with every sip, and the milk seemed never-ending.

Zoe's boyfriend felt the urge to touch his pelvis. His cock had disappeared, along with his balls. A furrow was forming in their place. Every time he touched it, he felt the hint of promised pleasure, an outlet for the desire building inside him.

Her pussy opened, completing the transformation into a duplicate of Zoe. His fingers penetrated her new slit, hungry for desire and discovery. His concentration on it was such that he stopped breastfeeding Zoe and focused on his new sex.

Zoe took a couple of steps back, admiring him, then knelt down and pressed her face against his pelvis, rubbing against her newly formed pussy. Then he began to penetrate her and rub her with his fingers, breaking the oecumene and making her bleed.

After shaking and screaming in a mixture of pain and orgasm, Zoe's boyfriend threw himself on her, unable to stop himself from kissing her, grabbing her, rubbing himself against her. The man he had once been still lived inside him, but his desires and attractions had been replaced and were identical to Zoe's, pure self-cest desire, a relentless hunger for sex, and perhaps the desire to not settle for just themselves but to share their love and their lustful perfection with the rest of humanity.