Jon kept playing with Karyn's vagina that was now snugly resting between his own hairy thighs. He was intrigued to be touching a pussy, but also weirded out as he didn't feel a thing despite his brain telling him that he should be feeling something. The wish that the other people in their bodies made was clearly not done with the device.
"They didn't do this with the device - it was a regular wish,"Jon mumbled to Karyn, all while still exploring the inner walls of Karyn's lady bits. "There are no other specifics of the swap listed here though..."
"C-Can you stop... that?!", Karyn replied. That week as a pregnant man going through the birth of twins apparently wasn't enough, immediately upon swapping back she was put into this position that was difficult for her to deal with for a number of reasons. On one hand, getting her pussy handled like that felt really good. Jon must've gotten quite experienced in his week as a woman, even if it was as a woman with a flower for a pussy. Not only that, but Karyn has had a mild crush on Jon for a while now - she didn't want to admit it to herself though and played down the thought in her head whenever it came up. She didn't take issue with Jon having sex in the girl's body because of alleged rape and such - of course there were no laws against someone having sex while swapping bodies, what a stupid idea. No, it's rather that the fact that he had sex at all with someone besides her. As much as she wanted to deny it, her love for Jon was quite clear and this position she found herself in right now threatened her in the sense that she might have to face it or even reveal it, involuntarily, more or less.
She wanted Jon to stop, but not really. It felt good, the guy she loved was fingering her. This isn't how she imagined it happening, but it was happening. It wasn't because Jon wanted to give Karyn pleasure, rather to feel it himself, Karyn assumed. Considering how much he liked being a woman before, of course he'd now try something like that. She wanted it to be more romantic, intimate, and mutual, but the pleasure that Jon's masterful hand caused Karyn to feel wirelessly was too much to want it to stop.
Jon was focused on Karyn's vagina between his legs and didn't even pay too much attention to Karyn herself, who was quivering and had weak knees thanks to him.
"Hm, just what train of thought lead to them making this type of swap between us...," he thought out loud. Glancing over to Karyn, he finally noticed what he was actually causing right now. He snapped his hand away from his crotch, both it and his hand being covered in Karyn's love juices. The short session wasn't able to make her cum, but she sank down on to her knees and lowered her head, mostly in an effort to hide her embarrassment. She stayed quiet.
"Oh god, Karyn, I-I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I was just so lost in thought that I didn't notice! Oh hell, damn it..."
Jon looked over at Karyn while feeling deep guilt. He had just fingered his best friend against her will, especially after she was just talking about how wrong it was for him to have sex with Caitlin's boyfriend in her body. He just paid attention to himself, mad about the fact that he wasn't feeling pleasure from Karyn's vagina, which he would have only used to please himself if it had the effect he desired.
Jon approached Karyn and wanted to put his hand on her shoulder, just as he noticed how wet it was, her cum covering his middle finger and a good portion of the rest of his hand. He instinctively wanted to lick it clean, but refrained himself from doing. It had become normalcy for him to lick his fingers clean while in Caitlin's body, after finishing a masturbation session that is. He had gotten way too used to being a girl in such a short amount of time and probably wasn't thinking right with the idea of wanting to be a woman for good. In this short moment he went through a lot of self reflection and considered himself such a fool. He was blinded by the pleasure a woman can feel, and ignored everything else that came with it. The periods, the sexism, the pregnancies, the social expectations, gender roles, and so on. He was ignorant, his lack of self control now having caused his best friend to be defiled, fingered against her will, basically raped - even worse, by one of the people she trusted the most. That's what Jon thought right now.
He took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his hand and crotch clean, put his pants back on properly and now kneeled down to Karyn. Yet again, he didn't put his hand on her shoulder. No, it must've been the last thing she would've wanted now, being touched by the guy that sexually assaulted her in a way. He wanted to speak, but no words came out. He was scared. For years they had been best friends, together through all kind of stuff, and now he betrayed her in his selfish pursuit for pleasure, even though he could've gotten what he wanted harmlessly with the stone. Then again, he'd be scared to use the stone again. If he had this little self control, just what else would he be capable of doing with such a powerful tool...
Jon took a step back, standing up again. After another 20 seconds of silence, he finally spoke up.
"Karyn... I... I know how you feel right now. I'm so awfully, terribly sorry, I don't know how to put it into words. I'm so ashamed by myself and don't know what to do now... please just know that I didn't mean to do this, and I totally understand if you hate me now. I'll... find a way to fix everything. Somehow. You won't be in pain for long. I'll fix this mess up."
Jon began to run, he didn't know where to but he knew he'd have to go somewhere where he could think, alone. But just as he was about to go, Karyn cried out to him.
"Wait! Wait already, will you?! Damn it... come back here you coward!"
"Wh... Karyn?"
Jon turned around, looking at Karyn.
"I said come back. Come here."
He began walking towards Karyn. Slowly. She was still on the ground, now looking at him. She wasn't in tears as he thought she was, her cheeks were burning red, of course, that's what happens when you are fingered.
Karyn stood up, almost stumbling, but she managed to catch herself and started walking towards Jon at a much faster pace than him. Jon knew what was coming. She was about to slap him. "Very well," he thought, "it's what I deserve at the very least." He closed his eyes and prepared for the worst.
