'I've a few ideas,'admitted Jim, 'but I'd like to try them out in a particular way. Can you actually change shape during sex?' Sharon laughed. 'I've never tried it, but I don't see why not. What do you have in mind.' 'Come into the bedroom and I'll show you...' Sharon leapt playfully on to the bed. 'This'll work easier for me if I take the top.' 'Fine with me,' agreed Jim. He worked his away around Sharon's body, caressing and massaging her as he moved into position. She responded by sitting astride him, easing herself slowly on to him, exploring exactly how they worked together. 'I think I've got the measure of you, mister,' she breathed. Every dip of her hips elicited a gentle grunt of pleasure from Jim. Gradually thought gave way to instinct, to pleasure, to a careless trust in the inevitability of the moment. 'Time for me to do my thing,' announced Sharon. She gasped as Jim sought her deeper. Her face creased with effort as she willed herself to change - to no avail. Almost desperately, blind with ecstasy, she clutched Jim's hands to her breasts, inviting him to feel them swell at her bidding. But they did not, and some of the sexual energy that had charged their movements subsided. 'I can't do it,' she whispered. 'They're not there. The other shapes, I can't feel them.' Jim didn't seem too disappointed. 'How about you just pretend to be Halle Berry instead?' Instantly, Sharon's whole body trembled as a human earthquake struck. Her skin darkened, her bones, her muscles subtly recreated themselves, her face took on the likeness of Berry. A face that was wracked with orgasmic pleasure. 'You're overriding my control of my powers,' said Sharon. 'I don't know how and I don't care. That felt incredible. Do it again. Make me someone else. Make me lose myself. Jim yanked Sharon closer, gripping her ass savagely with both hands. In his mind he formed a picture of the woman he wanted.
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