“I…I don’t know,” Lana admits. “I’m not sure how it all works. But are you sure this is what you want? The changes might be permanent.”
Jackson looks Lana in the eyes while continuing to lovingly caress her thick girth. “I know who I am, what I am,” he says. “And I want to be like who you are, what you are.”
Lana thinks for a moment. Jackson is 18; this is his choice to make. She nods. “Let me give Amy a call.”
“Helloooo gorgeous,” Amy gushes when she answers the phone. “Are you calling cause you’re so wet for me?”
“I am now,” Lana moans as Jackson looks up and releases her cock. “But I’m actually calling about something else too…” She explains what just happened.
“Ooh, that’s so sweet! I knew you were a model older sister for your sibling! I hope she’s as pretty as you. All I need to do is concentrate on the wish now…I wish Jackson could become…oh no, I just had a naughty thought!”
“Amy,” Lana says urgently, “what are you thinking?”
“Don’t hate me, Lana,” Amy warns, “but I couldn’t help thinking about your thick cock…and Jackson sucking on it…”
“Are you saying Jackson needs to suck me off now to become a woman?” Lana gasped. Some innocent touching was one thing, but this was full-on incest! Jackson’s eyes widened.
“I told you don’t hate me,” Amy said. Lana detected a hint of laughter in her voice. “I’m sure you can figure it out! I have to go now…oh gods, Aurora, don’t stop…!” She hung up, clearly in the throes of Aurora pleasuring her.
Lana lowered her phone and her eyes. Jackson cleared his throat. “Uhh…what do we do now?”