Jon opened the bathroom door and stepped into the attached bedroom, his plush bathrobe wrapped around his still damp body. In his arms were his clothes which he had earlier discarded before his bath. Jon threw the shirt, socks, and underwear into a pile next to the bed before rifling through the pants pockets. A moment later, the stone was back in his hands and the pants joined the pile of clothes on the floor. Holding the stone in his hands, he turned around and fell back onto the bed, feeling himself sink into its softness. He sighed out loud. "This is the life," he muttered with a smile. He almost felt like a king in his palace of a house and all of its adornments surrounding him. The thought briefly passed through his head to wish to be royalty, but he let it pass. Being a king sounded like too much work, at least for the moment.
He reached over an placed the stone carefully on an end table next to the bed before rolling back to the center and spreading out among the pillows covering the bed. Jon signed again, enjoying the sense relaxation. He was starting to think about calling for Lisa to come give him a massage when there was a knock at his bedroom door. "Come in," he called, not moving from his bed. The door opened and Zoe stepped in, wearing a t-shirt and pair of loose sweat pants. Her hair was a bit untidy and her face had a light reddish hue which was fading. Jon guessed Athena must still be over and the two of them had just wrapped up another session of sex not too long ago. "What's up?" he ask causally.
"Athena said you wanted to ask me something," she replied. Jon sat up and swung his legs to the side of the bed facing away from Zoe and hopped off. As he did, his robe opened slightly. Jon quickly pulled the robe closed again and tightened the belt. Turing around, Jon could see Zoe had her neck tilted, as if trying to see past the robe, her gaze level with his crotch. Jon slightly rolled his eyes, the expression going unobserved by Zoe. Jon still couldn't believe the stone had included his own sister when he wished he, and more specifically Karyn as his dick, were to be seen as sexy by all the women he encountered.
Jon walked over to the soft, maroon leather couch by the fire place in his room and sat down. Jon looked back to Zoe and saw her gaze was still level with his waist. Jon gave a sharp cough, causing Zoe's attention to finally break away and look him in the face. "What?" she asked defensively. Jon looked at her and blinked twice. As his eyes opened, she was immediately nude before him. She made no move to cover up or showed any signs of embarrassment, his previous wish's power making her believe she had never worn clothing a day in her life.
Jon's gaze scanned her body, the three additional faces at her breasts and crotch staring back at him with obvious interest. As he locked eyes with Sarah's face between her legs, she extended her tongue and lightly licked her top lip, causing Zoe to shudder slightly. His mind made up, Jon figured he would start at the bottom and work his way up. "Sarah, honestly, how do you feel about being my sister's vagina?" Sarah's gaze became distant like all of the others who had fallen under this wish's spell. "I love it! Zoe is so good to me and she always has no problem finding a hot, wet slit for me to lick out. I don't like it when she wants me to stick some gross dick in my mouth, but if I'm horny enough I'll do it. Although, I will make exceptions, like Athena. Earlier this morning, Zoe had me suck off her nose-penis while Zoe made out with her pussy-tongue. It was fucking awesome!" Jon looked up at his sister and the rest of her additions, waiting for any kind of reaction. Instead, they seemed as if they were day dreaming, lost in their own thoughts and ignoring the interaction occurring before them, leaving Jon free to continue his questions uninterrupted. Jon looked back at Sarah, a smile on her face. A wicked grin came to his face. "The original Sarah, honestly, how do you feel about being my sister's vagina?" Immediately, Sarah's expression changed from one of joy and arousal to pure fury. "I can't believe I'm this CUNT!" she shouted. Jon's expression grew grim as well as the words left her. Jon did not know if she was talking about the part of the body which she now existed as, or if she was referring to his sister. Either way, Jon did not much care for the statement.
"Not enjoying it, huh, Sarah?" he asked with venom in his voice. "Oh course not! I'm covered in pants and underwear most of the day, I typically get woken up with piss shooting out of my mouth, I constantly taste pussy and it gets even worse when this nympho is day dreaming about sex which happens almost constantly! Also, I'm a lesbian now which is really freaky when I am in the showers for gym and begin to check out all of my old friends and try to convince this slut to hook up with them. And what's worse is that she actually does! I cannot keep track of how many cunts I've had shove in my face which I have eagerly eaten out. The absolute worse is how much I'm enjoying it! I think it's completely normal to have pee shooting out of me, to be in the dark all day, to respond to her desires and moods, and then I am so excited when she lets me lick away at whatever pussy she puts in front of me." Jon watched as her face turned red with anger. At the same time, however, Jon could see a glossy stream of aromatic liquid was flowing out of her mouth, covering her chin and beginning to drip on to the floor. Jon could smell the pussy juice across the room. "Damn it!" Sarah shouted. "I enjoy it! I hate it, but it feels so good! I was Sarah McMillan, the queen of the social hierarchy. Everyone knew to give me what I wanted or else I would ruin them. And now I'0m just your sister's vag."
Jon looked on, feeling a mix of sympathy and justification. She had been such a bitch to so many people for so long, but now she seemed almost pathetic. A thought of panic flashed through Jon, as he again feared just what Karyn thought of her new place in life. Just as quickly, a wave of came passed over him. She had told him earlier how much she was enjoying himself, and it's not like he could change anything right now. He might as well enjoy it and worry about it later. He looked back at Sarah. Her face was less flushed, but she was now trying to lick all of the liquid away from her mouth which was only serving to spread more of it around. As soon as he broke this line of questioning with her, he knew her mind would revert back to it current "natural" state, and she would be oblivious to her situation. Jon nodded to himself, feeling that would be best for her. "Ignorance is bliss," he whispered. "What was that, Jon?" Zoe asked, the trance being broken. Jon ignored her and moved on. "Tiffany, the original Tiffany, honestly, what's it like being a boob?" Jon figured there was no reason to ask the current versions of the group what they thought of their situation, since he knew how much they enjoyed it. "It's pretty incredible," she said. The answer surprised Jon. "So, you don't mind being one of my sister's breasts?"
"Well, before I was changed I thought your sister was a loser and I enjoyed teasing her along with the other weirdos. But being her tit is actually really awesome! I don't have to do homework. I don't have to fill out stupid college applications like my parents kept pestering me to do. I don't have to do anything except look good and get played with. It's liberating," she said in a dreamy tone. "Wait, so you don't mind not being able to move around and be a person?" he asked in disbelief. Tiffany's eyes blinked at him, his sister's nipple between them taking the place of her nose. "I hated how everyone always got on my case about grades and an education. I just wanted to be a trophy wife, to just stay sexy and find some sugar-daddy who would do everything for me. I loved having my killer body, but it was always so annoying to go to the gym to work out and count my calories and make sure I was not becoming gross. Now, I don't need to do any of it. I don't need to do anything except hang on her chest, offer the occasional piece of advice on which bra with make the two of us look best, and fuck around. Zoe bathes me, lotions me, arouses me, even eats for me! I am completely free of responsibility!"
Jon looked at the boob-girl and shook his head. It was almost fate that this slothful narcissist should be turned into an orb of pleasurable flesh. Jon didn't know what else to ask, so instead shifted his gaze to meet the eyes of the other breast. "The original Amber, honestly, what were you like before you were a breast?" As he spoke, Tiffany's gaze moved off of him and stared forward as Amber began to speak. " I was in my second year of college, studying anatomy. I enjoyed keeping active with running and soccer, even thought my boyfriend hated it. I liked to play practical jokes on my friends and watch old horror movies on late night TV. I was a bit of a night owl," she said with fondness in her voice. "Why didn't your boyfriend like you staying active?" Jon asked, leaning in. "Well he was my on-again/off-again boyfriend. He could be sweet at times, but just just long enough to make me fall for him. Then he would turn into this controlling asshole. He wanted us to stay together just for the sex. He hated that I kept so fit because he thought I was going have my boobs and ass go flat. Fucking asshole." She went cross-eyed and looked at her nipple-nose. "If he could see me now," she said sarcastically.
"And, what do you think he would do if he saw you now?" She looked into Jon's eyes, and he watched as her nose hardened. "He would either play with me so much I would be afraid of falling off of your sister's chest or he would blow his load at just the sight of me, one of the two," she in an annoyed tone, which Jon assumed was directed at her ex and not him. "What are your thought on your current, uh, situation?" Amber's eyes looked up a moment, as if she was gathering her thoughts before looking back at him. "It's all so bizarre. I mean, I didn't really know your sister. Hell, I didn't even know you. I just saw you while on my run and you were so sexy, I just had to talk to you. I waited days for you to call me, and when you did, I couldn't wait to feel you touch me. And then when I got to your house, there was this stunning girl that opened the door. She looked at me and she just smiled at me in a certain way. I was never into girls, but her " she trailed off. Jon could see Zoe's face was turning red, and Sarah started to lick her lips further down Zoe's body while Tiffany's nose hardened. They were all linked to Amber's arousal.
"One moment I was at the door, the next I was in her room with my lips around her breast, and the moment after that I was that breast. To have your entire body, everything you are capable of feeling, be wired towards pleasure is unbelievable. When one of us gets horny, the others follow, and each of us build off of the others until we can't contain it any more. And I have not seen a girl yet who can say 'no' to Zoe. I know I couldn't," she confessed. "At night, Zoe likes to put her fingers in to Sarah's mouth, and her other hand will move between Tiffany and me," she hissed. Suddenly, all four mouths released a sexy sigh at once. "I don't know what's better: when her hand is fondling me, or when I am anticipating it."
She smiled broadly at him. "And then there are the times we are not being played with. Sarah will constantly whine to Zoe about being let out of her pants and constantly wanting attention. For me, it's no so bad. Part of it is Zoe likes to wear low cut shirts to show Tiffany and me off, so I can look around and see things. I cannot imagine how boring it must be for Sarah. But beyond that, I will feel Zoe's heart beating right behind me, feel the air enter her lungs. Maybe it's a part of my past life's knowledge of anatomy coming through, but I know what's happened to us is impossible. And yet here we are," she said with fascination. "So, are you happy as you are?" Jon asked.
"I don't know. I miss my old life. My friends, my learning, my legs," she joked. "But, I like this too. It feels so good and I am closer to someone, three people actually, than should be possible in reality. I don't really want to give it up. It's like... I wish I could have both somehow. If I ever got changed back, I would be happy. But, I am not in a rush to change back." A content look covered her face, and she jiggled slightly as if she was trying to give an affirming nod. Jon smiled and looked up. "The original Zoe, honestly, what do you think of what's happened to you?"
"Some of it is really awesome, some of it really grosses me out, and some of it makes me mad." Jon had to laugh. His sister was still the same, her mind running in different directions. "Ok, what do you like?" Zoe reached up and cupped her breasts, causing her assets' eyes to roll in pleasure. "I have these awesome boobs, which is great. They are so firm and bouncy, I always wanted bigger tits! I can always get laid whenever I want, I am one of the most popular kids in school so nobody teases me anymore, I always have someone to talk to, and the sex is unbelievable!" Zoe pinched Tiffany's nose with one hand as she placed the other between her legs and let Sarah begin to suck on two of her fingers. "What grosses you out?" Zoe pulled her hands away from her additions, a strand of Sarah's juices clung onto her fingers as she pulled the hand away.
"First off, I pee out of someone's mouth. I don't even want to know what I am going to have to do once my period starts," she said in an annoyed tone. Jon wrinkled his nose and looked at Sarah between his sister's legs. He did not envy her in the weeks ahead. "I get turned on so easily, too. If one of us has even the slightest dirty thought, the rest of us are like dominoes and fall along with whoever first got turned on. And it's almost all directed at girls! Sarah is the horniest of the four of us and she is such a lesbian now. I used to really like guys, and I still do a little for a change of pace, but it's always girls that get me really horny since these became a part of me!" she gestured to her body. Jon nodded. "And what makes you mad?"
"My parts are all made of people I didn't know or didn't like! I don't even know anything about Amber. She was just some horny girl who showed up at the front door I thought I could have some fun with. I never, ever though she would be one of my body parts. And then there's Tiffany and Sarah. Sarah made my life hell whenever I stepped into that school for years, and now I can never get away from her! Tiffany was not as bad as Sarah, but she was still one of Sarah's cronies and the thought of having her as my tit is not really that appealing," she grumbled. "What would you do if you realized what, and who, your assets now were?" Jon asked.
A wicked smile spread across her face. "I would put thick bandages over Tiffany's nose and never give her any attention when I'm masturbating. Then, I would drink as much water as I could so I would have to be constantly peeing with Sarah. And I'd probably walk around with a dildo in her mouth all day just for good measure. For Amber I'd just want to get to know who she is so I do not have a stranger on my chest." Sympathy filled Zoe's voice as she looked down and gently cupped her left tit with both hands. "Would you want to stay like this?" Jon asked cautiously. Zoe looked up at him, her hands still holding Amber. "No, not as I am. Not with them," she gestured to her other parts. Jon nodded again. He could see where his sister was coming from. He would try to find a way to fix her.
The wave of calm passed over him again. He would try to find a way to fix her later. "Hey, Zoe," he said, breaking the trance. "Yeah, Jon?" she asked. Jon watched as all four sets of eyes moved to his crotch. Maybe talking with her in only his robe was not a good mood. "I am going out tonight. Can you make sure Amanda is walked for me?" Zoe looked amused. "Even after last night's party, you're going out again?" Jon smiled at her. "What? Are you telling me you're not going to be having some more fun tonight?" Zoe only blushed while Amber gave him a knowing smile, Tiffany gave him a wink, and Sarah gave her lips a broad lick. "Can't you just have your sex-bot-maid-toy-thing do it?" she asked. Jon stood up. "First off, Lisa is not a thing. She is a person, understand?" Zoe took a step back and nodded in silence. Her blush only deepening. His assertive manner was turning her on even more, he realized. "Second, after all of the work she did last night, I am giving her a little break. So please," his tone soften. "Can you help me out?"
Zoe looked at him, then the ground, and back to him. "Alright. I will help you out. But you owe me one," she said turning for the door. "Thanks," he said as she stepped back into the hallway. She stepped back, only her head coming into view. A genuine expression on her face. "No problem, Jon," she said before heading back for her room. Jon let out a pleasant laugh. Even with everything that had happened, she was still the same Zoe, his loving sister.
