"Ok. Um. I hope this doesn't make anyone upset but...I feel really comfortable as a girl right now. Could I...you know, try it out for a bit?" Joey licked her lips nervously.
Missy grinned. "I'm cool with it, you're even cuter this way."
Melissa seemed to have mixed feelings. "I agree, I guess, but I'll miss little Joey. Hopefully he'll come out to play no matter what you decide. But what about, you know, me and the brat?"
Missy turned to face her older self. "You know, other than the package, I'm the same as you inside. And Joey...Jo. Jo could always make me older. Or you younger. Since I bet that still turns you on."
Melissa blushed. "Um...no comment."
Joey, now Jo, smiled. "Hey, I love both of you equally. I mean, Missy's right, you're the same person. Just...um, now there's more of you. How are we going to explain this to everyone else?"
"Well, technically, we'd only have to explain it to two people, various forms of Elly and Marcy. I'll have to explain gently to Marcy, not everything at first. You know, why my Daddy looks more like a big sister now, and why there's an older me." Missy shrugs. "I am going to miss out on being pregnant with Elly, that sucks."
Melissa goes pale. "Oh, that's right, I um...I forgot about that. We could switch?"
Missy shakes her head. "If she likes it, and I bet she will, there may be a second chance. It's cool. So...um...are we sisters, or what?"
"Twins who happen to be different ages? Fuck if I know, but if you want to call me Sis, I'm cool." Melissa gave Missy a thumbs up.
"What about sex?" Missy grinned.
"Oh Goddess, we've been merged together with our boyfriend and mega-fucked already. Yes, we'll have sex. And we'll share Jo." Melissa sighed.
"Do I get a say in this?" Jo chimed in.
They both looked at their girlfriend and spoke in unison. "No!"
"Just checking. I actually don't mind being shared at all." Jo smiled. "Am I really cute?"
Missy nodded. "Very. You look like you're 15 though. This might make our wedding interesting, to say the least."
"I guess I'm the pedo bride, and you're the flower girl?" Melissa grinned.
"We could marry each other and make Jo the flower girl. She won't mind." Missy giggles.
Jo realized she wouldn't mind at all.