Jon followed the process his sister had not a half hour ago. And soon she could no longer feel his skin on her body. Jon had already regrown his arm. He smiled and sauntered over to his sister. Their mother was sitting at the table, watching them intently with a hand down her pants.
"Zoe, wouldn't you like to be a strong football player?" Jon asked.
"Hmm, that would be nice," Zoe responded sexily. "Then we can be a couple.
A look of concentration passed over her face, only to be replaced by a look of worry. "Why can't I transform myself?"
Jon cocked his head to one side and said, "Here, let me help you." With an effort of will, Jon imagined his little sister to be a 6 foot tall well-muscled teenager.
Looking down on Jon, Zoe said in a very deep voice, "What? Why? I didn't think your body would have any affect on mine!"
"Oh but I do! And now all you can control is my body and I can control everything about yours!" Jon was extremely proud of himself.
Zoe considered being upset, but she realized now the tables were even. She knew she could trust Jon, just like he had trusted her earlier. She was only slightly worried, but she definitely saw the fun in being controlled and being the controller.
Jon sauntered over to Zoe and planted a long, wet kiss on him. "Now what are you going to do with that massive cock I gave you?"
