Alice manages to stop the draw of her new nylon pussy for a second. She pulls away her lovely, dainty hand, and opens her eyes. Her bright silver eyes. She sits up and looks at Joan. Stupid sexy Joan. "Uhhh sure, I'm alright." Alice, although incredibly horny, realizes the smooth melodic voice is hers. She covers her mouth with her hands, not noticing that the nails are silver as well, and quite well taken care of. Her unique colored eyes bulge out in shock. The flush of arousal melts away from her rather pale features. Joan mentally notes that Alice looks like a freshly fucked sorority girl right after her first boyfriend finished. Alice had shrunk so much that she could just wear a belt around the shirt and walk around with it as a dress.
The two contemplate what's going on for a minute. Alice clears her throat, and starts off. "Well, there's like a million things I wanna ask you like why am I a girl? Why am I okay with all this? What am I gonna do about my license? Oh fuck my job, holy shit there's so much I need to take care of oh my God this is too much I just can't under, fuck I...I..." she begins to sob. Joan's heartstrings pull her in, and Joan hugs her. That's when Joan realizes something important as well, she needed the right papers and all that too. She felt the bottom fall out from her, and anxiety swallowed her whole. She starts crying with Alice too, their emotions drowning any form of logic or reasoning.
After several minutes,Alice opens her silver eyes, and snorts. "Both of us must look so pathetic," she thinks. Acting entirely on impulse, the silver-eyed brunette leans in and gently kisses the weepy blonde right on the lips. Joan, acting entirely on impulse, wraps one arm around Alice's shoulders. She and runs her other hand through the long, silky brunette hair. Alice shivers and wraps her arms around Joan. One sneaky hand reaches down Joan's back and flips up the dress a bit. She begins to rub the blonde's silk covered rear and Joan moans into her mouth.
