A conjoined evening

"I thought you said you were working with robots," you said to James, although you didn't look away from your game as you said it. Clearly the better gamer of the two, you were often wrapped up in playing something in the evenings as part of your relaxation routine. You sat cross-legged on the couch, in pajama pants and a tank top to get as comfortable as possible, your torso upright and leaning slightly forward as you worked through an intense action sequence.

James looked over your shoulder as you played, his hands wrapped around your waist, as he kissed your neck. "That's not entirely untrue," he said. "The testing protocol for the armor that we're doing right now is purely robotic, but the processors just can't keep up with the kind of movements the suit needs."

As you play, your legs unfurl--but not by your command. A bit of a pleasurable tingle runs through you, as your body immediately recognizes that something is happening to you. You feel the movement, but you didn't make it! Your legs were stretching out fairly wide, as your feet dangled off the edge of the couch. It was a pretty inviting pose for someone to touch your body... you briefly closed your eyes and smiled, before pausing and looking down at your body, seeing the control in your legs wrested away from you.

"Before you do anything, could you walk us to the fridge for something to drink?" you ask, glancing over your shoulder, looking down at James. You see his upper body behind you, at least until the waist, where it fades right into your back! In fact, right above the hem of your pajama pants, James's body disappears into your legs.

"Oh, sure thing, hold on." You find yourself leaning forward as James stands the two of you up, his hands propping against the side of the couch for balance for a moment. This was a bit of a feat to do any of this at all, but you and James practiced it for some time, sharing the same set of legs while your torso was in front and his in back. Once steadied, you began to walk, feeling your hips shimmying and supporting the weight of two adult halves up top! James led you to the refrigerator, remaining upright as a counter-balance as you opened the door and leaned in to look around, your hips canted to the side a little by James's design.

In lieu of full control on nights where you wanted to talk to James unencumbered but at the same time didn't want to remain fully separated from him, you and he stumbled across this delightful compromise--just share the lower half! You still got much of a thrill of being walked around wherever James wanted, he could do anything he liked with your legs while they were also 'his' legs, which meant you couldn't object if he touched... not that you ever objected. You loved his hands on your body, head to toe, and when he wasn't doing things like reading or typing up reports for work while you played games, he would be caressing whatever skin of yours he could find, so you two could enjoy the sensation together. You can't count how many high scores in your games have been utterly ruined by him bringing your body to so much bliss that you forget to pause your game!

You pulled out two water bottles, handing one of them back to James, before righting yourself to take a drink. You glanced back at James, smiling. "Well, in any case, I'm glad we get to work on the same project. It sounds like Miss Ishida is going to bring over the head casing on Friday, then you and I can start working together. I'm gonna need a full overview from you on how it works, you know."

"Yes ma'am," James said jokingly, as his free hand started to run up your stomach, gliding along your chest over the fabric that contained it. He started walking again, as you stretched your arms out, giggling at his comment. You and he both knew that James could flip a switch at any time and take control of your entire form, or command you to behave in certain ways, and not only would you comply, you would happily do so. So it was cute when he pretended like you were actually the boss.

To be fair... neither of you were the boss. James could have abused that control over you a hundred times over, and while it likely would've made it impossible to have a true relationship with him, you might have let him. You might have let him make you into a doll that doesn't even have a wayward thought without James's permission. Some people, given that amount of power over someone, might immediately rewrite them. But that's what made James special, he found ways to use that ability to the enjoyment of both you and him. He was more like a director than a dom, effortlessly coordinating the most exciting things to do. Control itself seemed to excite you so much that it didn't really matter what else that entailed, but when you found your body being used to maximum effect to bring James to a powerful climax, you couldn't help but feel like you were a part of something amazing.

Onward to Unity, that was Hideki's slogan. You almost felt like you and James embodied that very motto. Everything you did with him, in one body or two or in-between, was comfortable and only served to strengthen your bonds. All your playtime over who owns what body parts, or who looks like what, reinforced your love for each other. Even when you had various needs to meet, James was right there with you! Your fluidity of gender and his were quite different, where you'd spend about ninety-five percent of your time as a woman and he'd spend seventy percent of his time as a guy. But there were always little itches that needed scratching, and James was always there for you, even when they were strange and unusual. He could've just commanded them away, but he never did.

James sat the body down again, and you picked up the controller. You tried to start playing, but you were already biting your lower lip in anticipation of everything James might do with his hands... you lifted your arms up a bit as you felt his fingers sliding underneath, going so far as to tug your tank top upward and free your breasts from the fabric so he could swirl his hands around you and kiss at your neck. You moaned an smiled lightly, but still continued to play your game, letting James do as he wished with your body.

This was what you loved: that James would give you so much attention, that it felt so good, and that he could use his control to amplify it. He demonstrated that control as he spread the legs again, stretching the pajama pants out a little at the crotch when he did. Fingers slid down your body to between your legs, where James braced one leg against the coffee table as fingers started to search, and rub...

This wasn't James's first rodeo, he had experienced the pleasure of using a pussy as his own many times, often while fully enveloped in your form when you would absorb him in and give him control. But it was special when you could share it with him, and still hear his own groaning in your ear as you could do very little to stop him. Even if you tried, should James wish to, he just needed to push his hands firmly enough against your back, and they would sink in, robbing most of the ways you might be able to retaliate.

Still, you were quite practiced at this as well! You were working hard to focus on the game, maneuvering your character around as James's hands slid into your pajama pants, into your panties. With him in control of the legs, he practically invited himself in by keeping the legs spread wide, even though you might want to reflexively control them. Soon he was working up a rhythm, fingers diving in and out of you, causing you to constantly cry out in pleasure, at one point nearly dropping your controller to the ground as he hit a sweet spot--and he knew it!

Once James re-discovered just the right way to send pleasure through your body by teasing the clit, he went right to it, furiously rubbing. You giggled and gasped, trying to even just close your mouth to not look like you were one of the girls in the porn you and your husband watch together and then joke about. You could feel your body shaking, as James couldn't help the twitching of your hips and legs, no matter how hard he tried to rein in control. You felt your large breasts bouncing about, hitting the sides of your arms to distract you further from the game you were playing.

And then it struck, James found the jackpot! Your head tilted back, as you let out the loudest pent-up sigh, shivering all the while as you couldn't even just close your legs to try and find some relief. Those were James's legs now, regardless of how they looked. He seemed to enjoy it just as much, as his arms wrapped around your waist again in a tight squeeze.

...Darn. Defeated by the level boss again. Well, there's always next time...