The two quickly realized something was up but were far to gone to heed out of it.
"Just Whitney the Whitney is going on? I mean, damn it Whit are ney even saying Whit ney-now! Right now!" The gamer fussed. His shirt had become a silky blouse and blue shadow with baby-faced pink makeup appeared on her lips.
"I don't know whitney, I cannot whitney whitney stop the Whitting of Whitney be me why am I whitney? Ugh!" The other's face took on similar proportions. He looked at the other one, looking more like Whitney and more attractive by the moment. The two made duck faces and started to press closer and closer towards each other.
"What are you Whitney doing? We- Whitney cannot just whitney be whiteny quit me like this Whitney! Whitney it! I mean to it Whitney, don't be me Whitney!" Heels formed on his feet and a hot miniskirt flowed about.
"I'm sorritney, I whitney help it be me whitney. Whitney whitney Whitney be me quit being me Whitney whitney whitey!" Her face turned fully Whitney and a black camisole formed around her. The two's body became identical Whitneys.
"Whitney whitney whitney whitney Whitney never going to quit being me Whitney Whitney- Mmmmph!" Their lips touched and suckered on each other's faces, uncomfortably at first but like a snap their brains popped and were all Whitney, they made out lovingly after.
Whitney Whitney watched them fondle and kiss triumphantly.
