Jon quickly dismounted and returned to the front of the motorcycle-girl. "Jessie?" he asked, kneeling in front of her again. "Yeah? What's the hold up? I don't have a flat tire, do I?" she asked looking down at the tire between where her hands would normally have been, then trying to look past her extended form to try and see the tire replacing the space between her thighs. "It doesn't feel like it," she reported.
"Jessie, honestly, how do you feel about being my motorcycle?" Her smile widened as she looked at him. "I love it! I don't have to do anything except go cruising! And when I'm not running, I'm turned off and I am oblivious to everything happening around me. It's awesome because it feels like there is no down time between rides!" Jon shifted his position, sitting down on the driveway. "The original Jessie," he said, starting again, "honestly, how do you feel about being my motorcycle?" Jessie continued to smile. "I really do love it! Everything I just told you it true even for the real me." Jon laughed heartedly. Jessie really was a biker girl, through and through. "So you don't miss your human body?"
This time Jessie let out a laugh. "There are two things I liked using my body for the most: riding and fucking. In that order. I loved riding my bike more than sex, and when you take me out on the road, you take care of both of those needs," she said. "How do I take care of both?" A wicked smile spread across Jessie's face and she briefly bit down on the tip of her tongue. Jon couldn't help but notice her tongue was smooth and chrome, like the rest of her flesh now was. "Well, for starters, when you rev my engine it sends vibrations through my body. Every part of my body," she said giving him a wink. Jon looked her body over. "You still have your you know?" Jessie laughed, causing the her gas tank which ran along her back to slosh.
"My pussy?" she asked at his discomfort. "Kind of. It's not really there anymore, but I still get sensations when different things happen. When my engine is idling, it's almost like I have a vibrator running across my lips. When my engine is running hard, it's like I am getting the fucking of my life. And even when I am getting my gas tank topped off, it feels like I am getting filled by a cock." Jon looked down and could see Karyn was tent poling in his pants. Even though she was a motorcycle now, hearing a girl talking about getting off was still arousing. "Anything else?" he asked. Jessie turned her front wheel, causing her headlight-boobs to sway in front of him. "I love when we go for night rides. Whenever my headlights are on it feels like someone is caressing my tits. And when you turn on the high beams, fuck, it feels like they're being squeezed and sucked and pinched all at once. I love it!"
Jon stood up, taking a moment to adjust Karyn, and looked down. Jessie's smiling, metallic face looked up at him. "Hey Jessie, I think it's time we hit the road," he said, breaking her trance. She bounced with anticipation, her shocks hissing as she did. "Then hop on, turn my key, and let's go!" Jon smiled and pulled out a pair of sunglasses from his jacket pocket. As he returned to straddling Jessie's body, he felt a hard bulge press into his thigh. Reaching into his pocket, Jon pulled out the stone. The last thing he wanted was to lose it on his ride. Looking Jessie over, he saw two hard cases attached to either side of her, connected to her transformed thighs. Jon opened the one on the right and found Jessie's insurance and registration, and a pair of riding gloves. Jon removed the gloves and closed the case before moving on to the other side. Finding that case empty, Jon deposited the stone and made sure it was latched shut.
"Come on, Jon. Let's go!" Jessie urged. Without further delay, Jon reached down and turned her key. Jessie let out a groan almost as load as her engine as it roared to life. Jon gave her a little throttle, causing her to roar even louder. Even though it was his first time on a motorcycle, Jon knew exactly what he needed to do as he raised her kickstand, put her in gear, and made a large circle in his giant driveway before shooting like a bullet down the street. The rumble of the engine was joined by Jessie screaming with joy as they went.
