Early in the morning, Emma woke up. I felt her body as she got out of bed and stretched. Currently, as far as she was aware, nothing was wrong. I decided to wait until she was a little more awake before springing my surprise on her. She did her normal morning thing -- stretching exercises, picking out her clothes for the day -- and then, I reshaped her pussy into my face. complete with my hair. "Good morning, Emma," I told her in a flat voice.
Emma looked down at me and gaped. "Taylor??"
"Yes," I replied.
"You -- you're my pussy??" She asked reaching down to touch my face.
"What was your first clue?" I retorted. I was expecting her to beg, plead, or even grovel. I was looking forward to the grovelling.
Instead, she grinned. "Oh my god, that is so hot!"
"What??" I declared. Emma seemed to be thrilled?? Seriously, what the hell??
Emma took advantage to my confusion and lay herself on the bed so she could prop herself up and look at me. "So, you Triggered as, what, a Changer?"
"Actually I -- we're getting off target!" I declared. "You've made my life a fucking hell for over a year, you and your friends, and I have no damned idea why, and now I'm doing something about it! I control your pussy and whatever else of your body I feel like!"
"Prove it," Emma replied, grinning hugely.
Prove it?? I'll fucking prove it alright! I started licking my lips slowly and tantalizingly, sending waves of intense pleasure through her body Emma arced her back with a pleased hiss, kneading her breasts and teasing her nipples. I took control of her hands and brought them down to my face, caressing and stroking it. I kept ramping her pleasure up and up but I waited a good ten minutes before I let her orgasm.
Which of course meant that I orgasmed...but that's neither here nor there.
I listened to Emma as her panting subsided. "So, how's that for proof?" I told her. "Oh, and you're a screamer?"
"Mmmmmm, uh huh," she giggled. "Wanna do that to me again?"
This is not going according to script. "Why?" I demanded. "Why did you make my life a living hell? Why did you betray me?"
"Betray you??" She demanded. "I sent you love letters every day you were in camp! I love you Taylor and you flat-out fucking ignored me!!"
"You what?" I frowned. Emma, I didn't get anything from you while I was camp!"
"Yes you did!" Emma declared. "I even sent the last one 'return receipt requested'! It's got your signature on it!"
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