Jill lead James into the darkness, his stronger arm effortlessly towed James' weaker form behind him. James stubbed her toe in the darkness and suppressed an involuntary yelp as best she could.
Soon they turned down a dimly lit hallway and Jill stopped momentarily to slide open a large, sound proof door. The door rolled noisily on hinges as it slide to one side and James wondered what this loft had once been used for, but didn't have much time to think as she was drug into the room and Jill slid the door shut.
A few candles dimly lit the room and James saw that enormous four poster bed that Jill was dragging her to. The surrealness of what was happening, of what her life had become, struck James as JIll lead her onward. In the past 7 days she had believe that she was Jill Dugan suffering from amnesia, only to recover her memory to find out she was really James transformed into a copy of JIll. Then in desperation she had agreed to marry Otis in Vegas, so that she would be close enough to home so that she could retrieve the medallion. She hated to admit that she did have some genuine, and confusing, feelings for Otis, but had used him to get to Vegas, and worse, she had cheated on him with Matt almost within 24 hours of being married to Otis. She hated to admit it, but she did feel like she cheated on him, but she had to get the information from Matt and he was only interested in one form of payment. And where had that information lead her, but to herself, or some distorted nightmarish version of herself, and the weirdest part of this strange journey was she was about to have sex with her original body. The thought of sleeping with three different men in three days made her head spin. One her new husband, one a total stranger and the third would be herself. She was starting to have trouble thinking of 'him' as herself as he tossed her on the bed with a thud.
Jill smiled down at the blond beauty on the bed who looked up at her doe-eyed . She moved toward her and the girl reflexively scooted away from her towards the headboard of the bed. Jill crawled on the bed towards her, like a leopard stocking a gazelle Jill circled around on the large bed, his prey continued to scoot reflexively away, but he could smell the familiar aroma of that bodies arousal. He smiled as he approached her.
James was both fascinated and terrified as she watched her own body circling her independent of her will. Before she could think to react JIll was upon her, pulling her the rest of the way to the headboard. Before James knew what was happening her left wrist was shackled to a tether leading from one side of the bed and Jill was just finishing up on her right wrist, which lead to a tether on the other corner of the bed. James struggled but she was securely restrained.
James watched as Jill rolled off the bed and opened a drawer in a dresser. James' eyes grew wide as she saw the medallion in Jill's Hand.
"Oh my gawd, yeall got the medallion." James blurt, all control over Jill's southern accent was lost. "Changes us back to normal."
Jill smiled coldly, "I told you that I like who I am now and have no interest in changing who I am, but I want to you to know that I have it...and to prove that its real I want to give you a little demonstration." Jill said as she reached into the dresser and pulled out...
