"You fused me with your shirt? Well, I habe something much better in mind.", Jen smiled and with that, reached for Daisys naked shoulder, while her other hand rested on her legs.
For Daisy the world first went black and when it came back, everything was turned upside down. She felt really spread out, with her arms and legs stretching in a very strange Angle above her head. She somehow could trace their outlines with her eyes. Her tounge somehow was out and seemed spread over some slightly moist spot with some cotton on it and something really pushed from the insite into her whole body. It was only, when this something suddenly moved, that she realized, what had happened - she was now Jens Pantyhose, with her face right below Jens Klitoris, her tongue spread across Jens vulva and Jen stuck with her whole lower body in Daisys vgina.
The sensual explosion of Jens legmovements hit Daisy completely unprepared. A soft, silky moan escaped her and made Jen smile, as she stroked her legs a little, unaware of how much Daisy would get hit by the mere touch.
Jen had taken off the gloves and took a look at herself in the mirror, her now skin toned pantyhose felt really nice on her and she wondered, if her friend had nearly as much fun, as she had had being her bed. She wondered, if she could somehow intensify this for her friend, then got out of her Hotpants real quick, pulled down her tights and eventually her panties. Before putting the pantyhose back on, this time without underwear, she took a good look at it. Faintly, she could see some of daisys features in the fabric, a tiny face, that would be inbetween Jens legs, a crotch area, that seemed to be Daisys tongue.. The only thing that worried Jen was, that there was very little of the original black pantyhose left. Only the seams were still black. Separating Her friend from the nylon would be challenging.
Daisy in the meantime felt hollow and abused. At least, not being worn gave her the chance to gather a few clear thoughts. Being worn by Jen had felt absolutely amazing! Every move of her friend had immediately pushed her close to an orgasm. Her whole insides were hypersensitive. And even Jens hands on her skin felt absolutely amazing. Still, it seemed, like in this form, she was ultinately unable to orgasm. It was mindblowing and a torturing her, which for some reason, she started to like. Also, being so totally in Jens control now, made her feel a little horny and when her friend suddenly looked at her face to face, the first thought, that crossed her mind was: My beautiful mistress!
Daisy longed for Jen to put her on again. and when she finally did, Daisy almost passed out - it was, as if two giant dicks would slide into her, all smoothly, no pain, no scratching nothing. Softly, her friends lower body started to fill her more and more, until finally, her tongue touched the moist lips of Jens vulva. Daisy wanted to come in that very moment so much, but kept hovering on the edge, feeling herself rise to unknown hights. She wanted to scream and dig her nails into Jens legs, but could not move.
Jen looked at herself again, with her friend on her legs. She took another draught from the bong and then sat down in front of the mirror with her legs spread. Smiling, she started to play with one finger on Daisys nose, that was now right above Jens klitoris. Feeling her own moisture through Daisys fabric, Jen started to stroke herself and with a nasty smile, looked straight into her friends eyes.
"How do you like it, Daisy?", she asked in a whisper. And wondered, if it was worth trying this herself.