Jon started to regain consciousness, he tried to move but obviously he couldn’t, not much because he didn’t have a complete body anymore, but more because he felt dizzy and in some kind of numbness state.
Slowly he realized he was in a room, the outlines were blurred but in front of him he could clearly see a work desk with a chair. Two people entered the room; he could hear their footsteps and shortly after two blurred shapes entered his field of vision. One got behind the desk while the other, smaller one, sat on the chair. The scene slowly came into focus and in front of him he saw that Miss Fine was behind the desk while a copy of him was undoubtedly in the chair. Yes it was Jon, with a complete body, giving his back to him but surely it was a copy of him.
Pussy Jon tried to scream, tried to make some kind of sound or get their attention, but it wasn't possible, it felt like some kind of movie or projection, and he was meant to be a passive spectator. The two in front of him were talking, at first the noises were totally muffled and indistinguishable, but in a short time everything became clearer and he was able to follow the conversation.
"Tell me," said Miss Fine, "are you really sure you want to present yourself as a donor?" the copy of Jon nodded slowly.
"Ok, to understand better, can you explain to me why? What is your goal?" she asked.
He replied, "Because I don't want to have to take care of my future anymore, to have thoughts about what life choices I should make." there was a pause, "and then having no choice whatsoever and left permanently at the mercy of a stranger turns me on as hell." Jon’s copy put a hand on his crotch, and Pussy Jon noted that he was completely naked with a half erection.
Miss Fine nodded and took a folder, leafed through it for a few seconds and then resumed talking: "I see that you have marked your favorite transformation to become a womb and vagina. I know you are a huge pervert Jon, but do you know what you're going through? You will be the sexual organs of a woman, you will be in closer contact with her, in her intimacy and you will have a very important role, you will have to work and function well, it is not a simple assignment, although certainly a rewarding one. "
Jon’s copy nodded and stroke his penis faster and stronger, bringing it to complete erection. Miss Fine smiled looking at the perverted boy in front of her.
"Besides Jon," she continued, "you will often be in contact with penises, can you imagine a penis penetrating you? Leaving all its seminal fluid inside you? Having a craving of taking care of it, helping it to fertilize your hosts egg? Eventually you will carry a fetus in your womb for 9 months, which you will have to lovingly care for, which will become new life? And the pain of giving birth? "
These words brought Jon’s copy over the edge who with a strong spasm came right there in front of Miss Fine. Shooting his semen all over the desk. Miss Fine waited in a very professional way for him to finish panting and then asked him, "So is Jon what you want? Become Joan the Pussy for the rest of your life? Taking penises, swallowing semen, managing pregnancies, adjusting the hormone level, and afterwards just after your 40’s to have mood swings, go through menopause and strenuously fight day after day against a slow decline until your guest dies of old age? Do you want to become an old and loose pussy Jon?"
Jon’s copy whispered a clear yet slow Yes.
“You fucking pervert!” Sarah shouted. All the surrounding faded away and Suddenly Pussy Jon saw Sarah standing right next to him. “I had no idea that you were such a huge pervert I cannot believe that! I would vomit right away if I wasn’t just furious, and you are in my body, you sicko!”
“No… no…” Jon stammered, he was shacking. “Shut up, I cannot believe that you recalled your sick memory in my mind, fucking pervert!” she added.
“What… you can hear me? You can really hear me?” he replied in disbelief. “Yes you pervert and never try to speak to me again.” She shouted at him. “No, please Sarah, help me! It’s not a memory, I swear. I didn’t want to become a body part…” “Just shut up you weirdo” she shouted and started to scream in his face.
“No Sarah there is a wishing stone on my desk, everything went wrong, I never whished for something like…” he couldn’t finish the sentence, suddenly he felt fully awake, adrenaline ran strong and fast in his veins. Sarah had woken up, angry and in shock. Again, Jon saw the world upside down, and as much as he tried to contact Sarah in every way, he felt that she was again out of sync, with Sarah conveying feelings of anger and fury.
