You have known Amy for years. The two of you have been friends as long as you could remember. She was someone you could tell anything to without fear of judgment or ridicule. You were close, but romantic. She was always just one of the guys, until she grew boobs and started her goth phase.
Amy stood waiting for you, standing at 5'7 (her boots added almost 2 inches but she seemed to think that counted) she was easy to spot with her neon purple hair that almost reached her shoulders. She had black lipstick, a studded dog collar, a low cut T-shirt displaying some impressive cleavage, a plaid mini-skirt and fishnet stockings.
"Did you get it?" She asked.
You held up the zipper. "I still don't see why I had to go in alone."
"Because the shop owner knows me." Amy insisted. "Also because we made a pack."
About 3 years ago when you were 16, you made a pack with Amy. You told her your fantasy of a threesome, and she promised to help (she never confirmed if she was joining or arranging someone to join) you have one if the opportunity ever arose. In return, Amy told ypu about her possession fantasy that you would help her with if you got a chance. At the time yours seemed more likely but here you were fulfilling you side of the deal first.
"Come on, let's head back to my apartment. " you quickly follow Amy to her car as she drove.
"You know the directions say you won't remember this." You tell her.
"That's okay." Amy responded. "I have some spy glasses at home. They record everything the wearer sees so I can enjoy it later."
The two of you were at her apartment before you realized it. "So what are the ground rules?" You asked.
"Free reign." Amy told you. "Once you have control my bodies yours to do whatever you want, just make sure you wear the glasses so I can enjoy later." Amy placed the glasses on her desk and started the recording. She made sure she stood where they could see her, and then took off her shirt and turned her back to you.
You wonder at the coincidence of her bra being the same color of her hair, and hope your erection isn't visible on the camera. Wouldn't have it much longer anyways. "Ready?" You asked
" Do it!" Amy was ecstatic.
You placed the zipper on her back and gently pulled down. Amy went limp as a rush of air exited her body and she began to deflate. Once her back was fully open ypu could see inside which was hollow. The interior of the skin was lined with what appeared to be velvet. You place one foot in at a time and pulled her legs up yours.
As you went inside, you noticed the ceiling getting higher, as your legs shrink to match hers. Next you place your arms inside, followed by pulling her head over yours. Once inside you zipped yourself in, feeling very different.
The new weight on your chest for one, followed by the draft of wearing a skirt. You walked over to put on the glasses and then when to the mirror. Amy's reflection starred back. Now what do you do?