5 years later

It had been five years since Jon and Karyn became pussies. The years had not been good for their sanity, nor had having their minds linked. Pussy talked to its friend, Pussy. They both had the same name; after all, their forms were identical. Pussy had long since given up the pretense of having human names. After all, it was just a part of its master's body. Pussy loved it when mistress stuck her fingers in it, making it moist and hot. Pussy wouldn't want to go back to being a human, even if it could; it had forgotten so much, like how to breathe, how to talk, how to think human thoughts. Pussy's only thoughts were of being peed through, or leaking blood. Pussy wished its master would become pregnant soon. Or have sex. It wanted to be full of cum and cocks. It was good to be a pussy...