Keith's head spoke alone. "I want your cock, Jon. We're so--"
"Scared," Eric's head suddenly added. "What's going on? What happened to me?" he asked, still speaking with that sex-kitten voice that still had a hint of his own. "Everything is changing and I feel so--"
"Horny," Keith continued without skipping a beat. Jon stood there, mouth hanging open, wondering what if anything he could do. "Fuck us, Jon. You know you want to," Keith said, his head smiling as their joint body walked over to him, hips swinging, boobs bouncing so much he knew it was deliberate. He was horrified to feel his pants growing tight, and even the matching expression on Eric's - no, Keith's - face didn't help.
Even as they backed him up against the wall, his mind raced. He smiled. "I'll fuck you if you tell me where the stone is."
Eric nodded, insane with lust. The joint body removed its dress in one swift motion, whipping two heads full of gorgeous hair about; that body was just as beautiful naked as it was clothed. Absolutely perfect in every way, Jon thought, a body made for him. He almost came just looking at it.
They deftly unzipped his pants and shoved him against the wall, hips grinding rhythmically together, their huge breasts mashing against his chest. They both panted and moaned in unison, almost in time with him. It took all of a minute, and afterward Jon felt as if he'd been drained dry.
"Ooh, you're good, Jon. The stone is in our panties," Keith said, smiling. "We wanted it close."
"Thanks," Jon said, smiling back. "I'll try my best to fix this." He picked up a sopping wet pair of red panties from the floor where they'd been thrown, retrieving a stone from them; it too was dripping with pussy juices. Jon held it gingerly, trying to think of the best way to word this wish. There was no telling when they'd lose their minds completely again, or when something would change again. That he himself had been untouched so far was a miracle. A soft hand reached between his legs and fondled him.
He ignored the hand, still focusing and thinking. Finally, it came to him. "I wish..."
