Sitting in the car next to Tiffany, Tamara struggled to keep her hands to herself, Tiffany glanced over and smiled.
"Don't , worry Tamara, we'll be home soon and then the real fun begins, Ooh I can't wait to do all sorts of sisterly stuff with you, but first we see about finishing you off, I read somewhere that arousal speeds it up as well as strengthening the bond"she said with a sexy grin
Jon/Tamara felt hot, dizzy and unfocussed, s..he needed to fuck, she wanted it so bad and s/he could barely control her urges, Jon knew he was losing himself and he was terrified of becoming just a dumb slut all his dreams of what he wanted his life to be like were vanishing into smoke ..and yet, to hate Tiffany for this was unthinkable, all she wanted was what everyone wanted - someone to love her for something more than just her body, who loved her as a person and those feelings were overwhelming.
"We're here!" Tiffany said joyfully
'Here' turned out to be a large expensive looking house in the same street as Sarah MacMillan, in fact Sarah lived across the street.
"I didn't know you were rich Tiffany" Tamara/Jon purred in her sultry new voice, admiring the well manicured lawn and garden.
"WE are both rich now, sis, trust me you are going to love it!"
"Money isn't everything, you know?" Jon was desperately trying to ignore the urges that pulsed in hir ever more feminine body.
"I know sis, come on, let's find you something better to wear than those sweats, I've got loads of clothes that will probably fit you better, and then we can talk some more, maybe watch some movies or listen to some music, you know, just hang out - okay?"
Jon wasn't sure how he felt about wearing girl clothes but hir large breasts definitely needed something to stop them bouncing every where , it hurt after a while and it seemed likely that jeans designed for female hips and butts would fit better before too long, his ass was already rounder and closer to the classic bubble butt than hir former male contours, besides, part of him thought that hanging out with Tiff would be a blast, that part was growing ever more dominant, he tried thinking about Karyn, hoping that they could still be friends and was surprised at feeling both desire for her wish enhanced curves as well as jealousy for her having such a nice female body, almost in a daze he followed Tiffany upstairs to her room and stumbled inside, inside she was surprised.
While the closets full of clothes and the pastel colour scheme was just as expected, the mixture of beautiful girls and handsome guys featuring in the wall posters was, even more so was the large bookcase filled with all sorts of books, Tiffany had hidden depths it seemed, and just maybe she was bi, if so then there was hope that Jon need never be man crazy, although the fact that he found the male posters just as enticing was a real worry.
"Well, Tamara, what do ya think? Pretty nice huh? Just think about having a room like this when you are completely transformed, my Mom will love having another daughter and my step dad will just love you too, I know it"
"Uh... it's really huge, I like your book collection, umm... don't take this wrong but..."
"I don't come across as a brain, right? Oh don't worry, I know ALL about what everyone thinks about ME." There was some bitterness in her voice, clearly her reputation didn't give her any pleasure.
Jon went over to hir almost twin and gave her a hug, holding her tight , Tiffany hugged hir back, and Jon could feel the wet tears on Tiffs cheek as it rested against hir own.
"I HATE being the 'School Slut', being a slave to my desires brings me nothing but feeling degraded, it would be better if I had someone who would always love me, I need love more than sex but my hormones betray my heart and make me a slave to an illness that has almost destroyed my life, but we are going to beat this because I just know that together we will be strong enough to overcome this damned nymphomania, I don't want to be a stripper or a sex worker, I want to be a therapist, I want to have a normal relationship to someone special, I want...I WANT all the things any normal girl want..." her sobbing became a torrent of tears and Jon couldn't bear it, so she took Tiffs face in her hands and kissed her passionately, then with quiet conviction said
"Tiff, if you want these things then by God , I will help you, you are not just a whore, you are a sweet, genuine person , I'm glad you imprinted on me, I love the idea of being your twin, although, I admit the though of being a slut terrifies me, we both want something more out of life so, let's help each other - OK?"
In response Tiffany began to kiss and nibble and lick, before he knew what was happening Tiff had stripped and was pulling Jon's clothes off, as Tiff's lips gently played with Jon's nipples, teasing with tongue and teeth , exploring Jon's body and eliciting overwhelming feelings of pleasure, Jon's mind was in a haze as she surrendered to her needs and returned the kisses, the playful nibbling on sensitive spots tongues, fingers and lips exploring every inch of Tiffany's lovely body, Jon smiled , somehow, even though he had not wanted to be a girl before today the idea held more and more appeal, he didn't know if the disease changed his mind in some weird way but somehow he was looking forward to developing curves, and becoming female in every way.
