The remote had inadvertently his a loudly buzzing housefly; Evans noticed it just in time and dropped the device, causing the second target to be someone other than him. The second target in question turned out to be the only person near Evans; a very tall, buxom goth woman wearing a black tank top displaying her immense cleavage, booty shorts that accentuated her plump rear and luscious, long legs, and platform flip flops on her petite feet that made her even taller. "Oh boy...." Evans worried, expecting to see some grotesque monstrosity appear like in The Fly. Alas, none of that happened, instead the woman collapsed to the ground in a fetal position; her limbs twitched and she spoke a nonsensical garble. "What the, what happened to her? Did something actually get swapped?" Evans tried to figure out. After watching the woman go on like this for a few minutes, she eventually regained some composure and got back on her feet. Actually, she got onto her feet and hands, proceeding to walk around on all fours like a non human creature. "Ok, that's not normal." Evans stated the obvious.
The changed woman continued to shakily walk around on all fours, turning her head every so often to catch wind of different scents. Taking note of this, Evan joked, "It's like its a fly's mind controlling her body. Hahaha!" But Evans stopped laughing when he fully realized that he must be right. Despite the woman having her whole body, including brain, remain unchanged, her consciousness and personality which essentially was her mind had been swapped with the animalistic one of the fly. Resulting in the woman's sexy body acting like a fly since that was what is now in control. "Oh my." Evans said when the fly-woman turned so that her bent over ass was on display.
Remembering to pick up the swap device, Evans continued to observe the scientific marvel; particularly how she managed to walk on all fours in such tall sandals (also her swinging tits that hung freely). With each passing second, Evans became more and more aroused about this prospect; in not time, his shorts had a tent form with precum leaking. He sighed and took a seat on the nearby bench to relax for a moment. Shifting his clothes slightly to expose only his junk, Evans felt he had to take care of it. As he began pumping, the fly-woman caught wind of the sweet scent of the fluids coming from Evans dick and hobbled over to him.
Evans was completely shocked when the fly-woman was at his dick. She sniffed the air from a distance, then zeroed in on Evans' dick. She stuck her tongue out and licked it, almost as if to sample the cuisine. Perhaps it was enough, as the fly-woman stuck Evans' dick in her mouth and sucked on it with her thick lips coated in black lipstick. "Haaaah!" Evans moaned at being sexually assaulted by this fly-woman. Surprisingly, she managed to avoid biting; which is weird since flies don't know how to perform fellatio. Nonetheless, she sucked like a vaccuum, using her wet tongue to lick along the head of Evans' dick. He struggled from the sensations on the bench, groaning and hoping no one, especially a family, would walk by. The fly-woman kept on sucking Evans' dick like a lollipop, savoring the sweet nectar slowly coming from it. She then grabbed Evan's hips and pulled him forward, resulting in her deep throating Evans' cock now, while she continued to suck and lick. "God damn it; I'm coming!!" Evans shouted. The fly-woman released him in time so that all of Evans' sweet tasting cum could hit her tongue. The fly-woman savored the taste for a moment before swallowing the whole load, then stuck her tongue out at Evans as if to say, 'I swallowed it all.' "Since when could flies perform great head...." Evans moaned. But the fly woman wasn't done yet; something in her body clicked, and she became aroused also. Following instinct, she turned her body and displayed her swaying booty to Evans. He could see her crotch was very damp; she wanted one thing and one thing only now. "Fuck..." Evans murmured.