It is enough

You stare out the window a vacant expression on your face, no tears, no rage, no fear, simple emptiness. You do not know how Jessie is doing nor do you care. You cannot feel anything and sit in silence for hours as the sun slowly sets.

You hear screaming and crying. "Niki?" you call out but there is no answer.

You run through the house searching but you cannot find her, the screaming and crying grow in volume as does your panic. You remember and change direction flinging the door open to the pool. Niki is crying on the pool chair naked with cum dripping from her pussy. She does not look up when you arrive. That is when you notice she is holding a bawling infant in her arms. You try to reach for her but the distantness increases the closer you get.

The stranger's voice laughs, "a deal is a deal."

Your insides start squirming and you look down to see your full breasts and very pregnant belly. You feel your own child moving inside you. You start screaming for help and Jess appears, two of them one male one female. Both have scared looks on their faces. You cannot decide which one to run toward when you slip and start falling. They reach for you. You stretch out your hand and grasp hold.

A phone rings and you jump hitting your hand painfully on the steering wheel. You let out a gasp as you coddle your injured hand, cold sweat runs down your face. A nightmare? You look around dazed and see Jessica in the seat next to you. She stirs and has a strained look on her sleeping face. She must not be having any good dreams either.

You have a double take; she is a girl again. You then look down at the clothes tightly stretched across your stomach. You are a boy again too. The phone rings again and you fumble for it with your uninjured hand.

"Hello?"

Jessica bolts up wide awake panting in terror, you notice the sweat on her face again as it slides down.

"Congratulations!" you sigh when you hear them, of course it is the stranger again. "I'm sure you will be pleased to know Nicoline is good and knocked up. Twins even. After all once you changed back to a male your kid had to go somewhere."

You are not pleased to hear that in fact it makes you a little queasy, "We played your sick game already. Can't you just leave us alone?"

Ignoring your comment, the strange continues, "so what is it like to be a **** you two? Was it worth it?"

Even in the dark you can see the hatred in Jessica's eyes and her voice caries the same hateful tone, "just go away you sick bastard."