"You may have noticed that making Lupe my cock came with... side effects." Gina gestured to her body. "Lupe was Puerto Rican, so attaching her turned me Puerto Rican as well." She glanced down at Lupe. "Aww, don't be that way, sweetie. It wasn't fault fault. Blame that stupid brain tumor." Lupe seemed to grow harder in response to the kind words.
"How dis Lupe girl be talkin' to ya?" asked Bree. "I ain't hearin' no voice."
"I hear her voice telepathically in my brain," Gina explained. "It sounds just like her human voice, but it has more of an echo to it. Anyway, using her as my cock turned me into a Latina like her. It changed my body so much that I could pass for Lupe's sister now. Yes, Lupe, that is kinda gross when you're my girlfriend."
"Do you have to relay every single thing Lupe says, Gina?" Tori asked.
"She wants me to," Gina said, giving her cock/girlfriend a loving fondle. "She hates the idea of most people not being able to hear her when she 'talks'. Now, where was I? Now, I never wanted to change my race. I was perfectly happy being Chinese-American. I only used Lupe as my cock to save her life. It was a hasty solution, and now that we've sorted out the basics, I'm here to fix the side effects."
"Ya gonna be turnin' Lupe back into a human girl again?"
"Can't," Gina said firmly. "Then she be back to dying of a terminal brain tumor."
"Maybe there's some other way to give her an independent existence from you?" Tori wondered. "Maybe Circe could put her consciousness into a robot body or something."
"Assuming that's even a thing," Gina said. "Lupe says she doesn't want to do anything too risky to herself. There's got to be a lot of simple, straightforward ways to change your race around this place. Like I said, I saw a girl who changed herself into a fucking demoness on the way to this changing room. If that's possible, making me Chinese again should be easy!"
"Well," Tori said as she pulled her panties back on, "let's get to work."