Tiffany was nervous as she approached the door, when she saw the extent to which Jon now resembled her she was surprised, delighted and aroused, she also felt guilty, she had let her need for a real friend, someone to care about her not for her boobs or for being an easy lay, but now she was scared that poor Jon would end up with her nymphomania, she'd probably ruined his life, as she got closer tears began to roll down her cheeks. What had she done? It was too late now but Tiffany swore that she would do everything she could to help her new sister, they would beat this damned hormonal imbalance, she'd study hard, beat her addiction and make something of her life! With renewed determination and a sense of purpose she reached the door just as Jon opened it.
Jon began to walk downstairs, his new large breasts bobbed and jiggled, his new long hair got in his face and he felt nauseous and weird, but he also felt horny. Poor Jon had no idea what was happening, as he walked downstairs he got a good look at his changes in the mirror at the bottom of the stairs near the front door he saw the dark skin, the long black hair and the Asian eyes, and with a sinking feeling he realised what was happening, somehow he was turning into Tiffany, did this mean he was doomed to become her partner in crime as the school slut ? He hoped not, but that might explain why he was feeling so horny, why he had had that dream...oh God! What was he going to do? Maybe he could use the stone to help? But first, he better talk to Tiffany, maybe she had some idea what was going on?
he opened the door and Tiffany was there, she fascinated him, why would he not want to be like her? She was so beautiful, think of how many people would want her when she became just like her...hmmmmm soooo hawt!
before either knew what was happening they embraced, Jon's plump lips met Tiff's equally plump ones and they kissed like long lost lovers, Jon felt an instant connection, she and Tiff were part of a whole - it was so obvious, the kiss continued, Tiff was moaning...or was it her.. him..her..whatever, it didn't matter, only this moment, this connection to her other half meant anything.
Tiffany didn't know what to expect but when she and Jon met it was like time stood still, all the pent up feelings of loneliness, of worthlessness and shame vanished, here was the one person who would understand her, they kissed, their breasts pressed against one another, soft skin against soft skin, so intoxicating, so wonderful. But still, as wonderful as it was, she needed to exert some control, she was better than this, she needed to be strong for them both so, reluctantly she ended the kiss, she gazed into a pair of eyes she was familiar with from seeing them in the mirror every day, but somehow Jon's eyes were sexier , more perfectly lovely than how she remembered her own, and still holding onto her new sister to be Tiff and Jon walked into the house, just as Linda, Jon's mother appeared.
"Jon? Is that you? Who is this girl? Obviously she is your donor but I don't believe we have ever met...?"
"hello Mrs Gibson, my name is Tiffany Saunders, I'm sorry for forcing my imprint on Jon, I just got so desperate <sniffle> you don't know what it's <sob> like to be<sob> all aloooooone!"
Tiffany began to sob and bawl uncontrollably, Jon felt her sorrow and started to cry as well, unable to explain why he suddenly felt Tiffany's distress so keenly.
Mrs Gibson hugged both her child and this other girl tight, patting their backs and trying to sooth them
"There, there dears, it's alright, what's done is done, Jon, you caught SSTRS, you know, that disease that turns you into someone's identical twin sister, only ..well, sexier? well, it seems this young lady somehow managed to become your DNA donor so now you are to be sisters, but don't worry, you are still my child and I wil love you just as much as my new daughter than ever - we'll get through this sweetie, so just calm down please, both of you."
Finally the two stopped crying, Jon had no idea what was going on but decided that that he could find out later.
"Mrs Gibson...?" Tiff asked shyly
"Yes dear?"
Well..ummm... would it be OK if Jon came home with me for today, I mean he can't go to school in this current state and you know how proximity to the donor speeds up and eases the process, so I was thinking we could hang out, get to know each other and complete Jon's transformation, if that's OK with you?" Tiffany was nervous, she hoped that Jon could come home with her.
"If Jon is OK with that then I don't see why not, I will let the school know what is happening but Jon comes back here when he's done and you both go to school tomorrow - Am I clear?"
Jon felt that he needed to be with Tiffany so he readily agreed as did Tiffany.
"One thing Jon, you will need a new name, how about Tamara? depending on where you are in the world it means Beauty, fruitfulness or purity"
"Tamara? I like it, it sounds exotic...but, under no circumstances is it ever to be shortened to Tammy - OK? I refuse to be addressed by a bimbo name, if you must shorten it I'd prefer Mara" Jon had an indignant and determined look on his face.
"Fine, Tamara it is, now have fun with your new sister dear and don't worry, I won't throw anything out till you have had a chance to sort out what you still want. I'll put in my application for the government grant Clothing Allowance, so don't worry about having things to wear."
With a final hug goodbye Tamara and Tiffany left, hopping into Tiff's red Lamborghini they sped off, towards Tiffany's home and Tamara's new life
