JENNY'S POV
It was tight. That was the first thing Jenny noticed. She was being squeezed. As if someone were pushing against her on a crowded subway. She tried to stand up and realized she couldn't. Her memories came rushing back and she realized that it wasn't a dream. She was still a vagina, only something was different now.
Whereas before she had been a 6 foot tall pussy that could magically move, she now felt bunched up and unable to move. She tried to see where she was but her vision was obscured. It was as if two mattresses were being pressed up against the sides of her face and, between them, there was a large white sheet with light shining through it. The sheet was semi-translucent and she saw two enormous trees stretching out in front of her. What the heck was this? Was she in a hammock of some kind? Had someone put her up in some trees? It made no sense.
She heard what sounded like loud, muffled organ music far away. Jenny wished she had hands to pinch herself with, but for now she could only look straight ahead and wonder what she was looking at.
JEFF'S POV
He was swaying. It was pitch black and Jeff was gently swaying back and forth. Was he on a boat? Jeff tried to remember the last thing that had happened. He had been a man-sized cock, diving in and out of his vagina-girlfriend, and then he orgasmed, fell out of her and... what? What happened after that?
He had a vague memory of getting smaller. Right... getting flaccid. No... it was more than that. He had gotten soft, but then he'd kept shrinking until he was actually SMALL. Jenny's bedroom had looked enormous as he'd dwindled down to just a few inches in length. His soft little body, lacking bones, had flopped on its side. And then, darkness.
Jeff heard voices talking but he couldn't make out the words. He tried to stretch and move around and he realized he was still a penis. Well, a cock and two balls, to be precise. He could sense his entire body all up and down his shaft and inside the dangling testicles.
But whereas before he could move around, this time his flexing just made him sway a little bit. He was attached at his base. He was stuck! His flexing had made him just a little bit turned on. He grew, just a little bit, from maybe 3 inches to 4. A slight change, but one that made him feel a bit more in control. Being hard felt better. Maybe he could go further.
Jeff thought about Jenny's wet pussy and the memories worked. He grew again from 4 inches to 6. Not fully hard yet, but certainly well on his way. His head began to press against a wall of fabric in front of him. And then, out of nowhere, he heard a voice booming in his mind.
"Not now, dammit!"
Jeff became scared and immediately slipped back down to 3 inches. What the hell was that?
And then, Jeff figured it out. He had had that exact same thought himself many times, and he knew what it meant. Not only was Jeff still a penis, he was someone else's penis! He was dangling in a pair of boxer shorts while his owner stood, apparently, somewhere that he didn't want to have a boner show. Jeff was suddenly terrified and wondered where Jenny was right now.
JENNY'S POV
"So, wait" thought Jenny to herself. "Before I shrunk, my vision was coming from my clit. So if that's still the case, then these mattresses are actually..."
Jenny mentally gasped as everything clicked into place. She was no longer an independent vagina. She had become someone ELSE'S vagina! These large, soft walls that were squeezing her were the giant lady's labia! Her legs were closed which is why Jenny was neatly nestled up and tucked away. And the translucent sheet was the woman's lacy underwear! Which would make those trees...
"Oh god," thought Jenny as she recognized long, smooth legs in white stockings which lead way, way down to the floor where they ended in fancy high heels. Now that she had her bearings, Jenny recognized a large white dress surrounding the legs. From Jenny's perspective it looked like a circus tent.
Jenny was an actual pussy! A tiny little hole on this enormous woman's underside! She tried to move and found that she was able to flex, but not much else. She wiggled and tried to open the outer labia a little bit to see more. As she tried, she realized that getting aroused made the soft lips spread slightly all on their own.
Of course! If she could get turned on, she'd flower open and maybe the woman would adjust her stance a little, giving her a better view. Jenny thought back to her experience with Jeff the night before and felt herself become slick. A bit of moisture leaked out of her tunnel and began to coat her lips. The labia spread slightly and her view improved. She watched the massive shoes move as the woman spread her stance a tiny bit. It was working!
Just then, a female voice invaded her thoughts.
"Fucking WAIT, you little bitch. NOT NOW."
Jenny was startled and stopped trying to move. Clearly her owner was busy with something right now and didn't want to get turned on. The woman's feet came back together and she flexed her thighs, all of which pushed Jenny back inside her labia. The outer lips folded up in front of her vision, totally covering her view.
JEFF'S POV
Jeff strained to hear the words being spoken outside of his cotton prison. It wasn't easy, but after a moment they got clearer.
"... take this man to be your lawfully wedded..."
Jeff wanted to scream. "Oh no no no no no" he thought.
JENNY'S POV
Her owner's voice reverberated down her torso, making it very easy for Jenny to hear.
"I do."
With those words, the woman flexed her thighs once again, putting pressure on Jenny's face. She flushed and became aroused again. Just when she thought she would get yelled at all over again, she realized that this arousal was coming from her owner, not from her.
Jenny would have gasped if she still had lungs. "Oh my god!" she thought. "I'm part of this woman's body and we just got married!"
Her insides began to gush and she was somehow aware of the fact that her owner was being kissed. She felt her owner's pleasure wash through her and she began to drool onto the panties in front of her.