"You're my... pussy, now." Jen said, shocked by how insane the words sounded.
"WHAT?" wailed the pussy. "You've gotta be kidding me. This can't be happening."
"I'm sorry." Jen said. "I swear I had no control over what happened. I'm really sorry. But, it doesn't feel too bad. It actually feels kind of... good."
"JEN! DO SOMETHING!" wailed her new pussy. "This can't be real. You gotta fix it. Get me outta here!
"Peter, calm down. There's nothing I can do about it now. But it's only for 30 days! You'll be fine."
"THIRTY DAYS! What am I supposed to do for a whole month as your pussy? What'll mom and dad think?"
"I don't know, Peter. We'll think of something." Jen replied, although she really wasn't sure how they could possibly hide this for a month.
"Help me, Jen." her pussy whimpered. Jen had never heard Peter so scared before. "I'm so confused and scared. I don't even know what to think."
"Hey," she said. "Just try and relax." Jen stroked the lips of her pussy in an attempt to comfort it. "Ooooooh," she cooed, as her fingers lightly stroked the pussy. She found herself growing excited again as she lightly touched the soft skin of her new pussy lips.
"Oh, God, Jen!" exclaimed Peter, his voice rising to a squeal as Jen stroked her pussy. "What are you doing to me? Why does it feel so... good? It's weird that it's me that's your... pussy."
"You feel amazing," cooed Jen. "So warm and wet inside."
Jen's pussy continued to grow more and more aroused under her touch. She slipped a finger inside.
"Aaaaah," she sighed as she felt her brother's pussy walls around her finger. Her pussy was very tight. It felt amazingly arousing to stroke her finger across its lips and penetrated inside.
"Oh God! Stop it!" cried Peter, his voice cracking with obvious pleasure. "Don't touch me there! Jen... Please... It's so wrong... Please..."
Jen was feeling a rising sexual heat within herself, and her pussy was so tempting to explore. She knew that she should stop and find a way to hide him from their parents. But, her lust just couldn't take it anymore. Her pussy was right there. Jen needed to touch it.
Jen felt a rush of guilt as she fingered her pussy and listened to its little squeals of pleasure. She could feel how turned on Peter was and it felt so good. Jen stroked his clit and Peter gasped in ecstasy. His aroused moans sounded so naughty as Jen played with herself. Jen found it hot to listen to the little squeals and squeaks coming from between her legs as she touched her new pussy. She wanted more, and so she slid her middle and index fingers inside her pussy and began to rub herself.
"Aaaahhhh!" cried the pussy as Jen stroked the sensitive, smooth skin within.
Peter was her pussy. As she felt him quivering under her touch, she couldn't help but feel bad that she was doing something so wrong with him. She fingered herself hard and felt a sudden, powerful rush of orgasm as Peter cried out in a squeaky, orgasmic shriek. She fell back on the floor of her bedroom and shuddered in orgasm. It was so amazing. It had been so long since her pussy had been touched like this. She felt ashamed for thinking of him as just a pussy.
She pulled her fingers out and stroked Peter's moist lips with her finger tips, sending shivers up her spine.
"Oh... Jen... That felt so good... I've never felt that way before... What did you do to me?"
"It felt good for me, too," Jen sighed.
"Jen... You know it's weird for us to do that with each other, right? You just played with your brother. You shouldn't have done that with me... That was so wrong..."
Jen realized he was right. How could she have done this with him? How could she have felt so horny for her pussy? This wasn't normal, especially now that the pussy was her little brother. She had to keep this hidden. Her family must never find out about this. They'd disown her and never talk to her again. She knew that this secret would drive a wedge between them forever. She was going to have to keep Peter her little secret, even from her family.
"I'm sorry," she said, getting up. "I need to figure out a way to hide you from our parents. I need to keep you secret. I'm so sorry that this happened. It's not my fault. I'd never want anything bad to happen to you. I never meant for you to turn into... my... pussy. You must realize that. Please don't hate me. It's so weird for me too. I swear that I'm going to take care of you, but no one must know. Do you understand?"
"What are we going to do?" said the pussy. Jen could sense the fear and uncertainty in his voice.
"It's going to be okay," she said, "I just need to figure out some way to hide you, okay? I need you to be quiet when our parents are around. Okay?"
"Okay," whispered her pussy, "But... be gentle. You're going to take good care of me, right?"
Jen stroked his pussy lips reassuringly. "Yes, of course." Jen realized that she couldn't believe the things she was saying. She had to think of her pussy as Peter and treat him with kindness. She just needed to be very, very gentle with him and give him some privacy and respect. This was a very awkward and weird situation for her as well, but it wasn't Peter's fault either. It wasn't fair for her to get too rough with him or force him to do something he didn't want to do. After all, Peter had a new set of sensations to deal with now that he was a pussy, and, it must have been scary to lose his body and be trapped as part of her. She'd have to make sure not to scare or traumatize her poor little brother too badly.