Whoever it was groaned and rolled over onto her stomach in bed crushing you underneath her body.
“Come on Boobs you know it’s me. Zoe.” Scarlett’s voice said trying to get comfortable again.
Zoe? Your ten year old little sister? You had a million questions right now. Was this now permanent? Was Zoe now controlling Scarlett’s old body or where you now on Zoe’s body? How much did Zoe remember? Does Zoe now know that you and Scarlett serve as her anatomy? She didn’t seam surprised. How long would this last? Was this permanent? Did Zoe know they used to be her brother and sister before they become her balls and boobs? Did Zoe think things where always like this? Would you go back to your old bodies at all? Was this the new arrangement forever? How much did mom and dad know?
“Zoe” put a pillow over her head.
“Boobs, most of this stuff you know already, could you please do me a favor and shut up for just a few more minutes and let me get some sleep?” She groaned.
(But what is the—) before you could finish she interrupted you.
“If you don’t let me sleep then, I’m wearing the C cup bra today.” That shut you up Scarlett used that threat some times as well. “Why can’t you be more like Balls and let me sleep in?”
(Speaking of Balls.) Scarlett said telepathically. (Zoe could you be a dear and rub one out? It’s getting kind of crowded in here.)
Zoe let out a sigh but soon slipped her hand into her light blue panties and began rubbing the under side of Scarlett. Your former older sister let out several erotic moans in your head. You felt as well as Zoe’s delicate hands kneaded her testicles. All three of you shuttered under her practiced fingers her toes curling as soon she fell prey to her own experience. Her delicate hands rubbed this way and that over the smooth surface of her hairless testicles, clutching and relaxing. You couldn’t stop your nipples from becoming erect, you felt it building and Zoe started panting out of breath but never slowing her pace. Any second now. Scarlett shuddered and Zoe’s spine arched up and all three of cried in ecstasy as sticky white fluid flowed from her hairless slit like a waterfall. The feeling was intoxicating, almost like an orgasm, you felt your self lactate just a bit. Just then Zoe was face down again in a pool of her own (and a bit of you and Scarlett’s) juices. Zoe was out cold.
(I think I can get used to this.) Scarlett said after a few minutes. If you had a head you would have nodded. But for now you just let the blackness claim you....