Remarkably erotic

It's all so kinky and wrong, but it feels so good! You're wearing a costume that used to be your girlfriend's mom and that gives you her body and to a degree mind as your own, and your girlfriend is in a similar costume made from your best friend (but not girlfriend) Trish, and you two are making out. In a way this is Mom-on-daughter action although it doesn't look it, in a way you're cheating on your girlfriend with a girl you love only as a friend. Throw in the fact that the woman you're wearing is wildly infatuated with your usual guy self so that it feels strangely right that it's your self in her body with her personality and memories masking your own, and it's no surprise that the panties under your businesswomen clothes are damp even before the apparent Trish (girlfriend Jessica inside) pulls them down, gets you onto Jessica's bed, and starts eating you out.

Some time later you've returned the favor and your naked Michelle Hunt body is snuggled up with Jessica's naked Trish O'Neil body in Jessica's bed. "I didn't realize I liked girls this much," says Trish. "Never realized this me did when I was Jess."

"Yeah, David didn't even think you were really bi," you say, as if you're purely Mrs. Hunt and David is someone else rather than who you'd be without the magic pens to work changes, and as if she's purely the real Trish.

"Too bad David and Jessica can't just disappear," says Trish, with a slightly theatrical sigh that is Trish's affectation, never Jessica's.

"A romantic elopement? No, probably more like a case for Missing Persons," you say.