Lisa lay on her bed. She was angry. She didn't want to go without seeeing Ty for a week. It just wasn't fair! She recognized that what her parents said about the consequences was reasonable, yet it didn't make her any less angry. She needed to take her mind off it somehow.
That was it! Ty had given her the ability to redo and undo transformations he'd previously done on her. She would transform herself into a form that didn't have the mental capacity to worry about the situation. She undressed, then transformed herself into a mouse. Originally, on her first time as a mouse, Lisa had been afraid of everything. She had asked him to try it again, reducing the fear. That had been better, and she had that again. Still, mouse instincts are to hide. She ran under her bed, and sat there in the dark.
Her plan hadn't worked, she thought, as she hid under the bed. She was still thinking about Ty, and still angry about not being allowed to see him. She emerged from the bed, and resumed human form. Would any of her other transformations help? She tried becoming a kitten, but it was no better, and she gave it up quickly.
There were still some transformations that Ty had done to her, that she hadn't tried on her own. Like splitting, no, duplicating her. Of course, she had been his cock at the time, but was that necessary? She thought about duplicating herself. At first it seemed like nothing happened, but then she realized that there was someone else sitting on the bed next to her. She looked up, and saw... herself. "Hello, beautiful," she said, and started kissing herself. Herself seemed pretty enthusiastic. She was really getting into making out with herself. She turned her pussy into a cock, and started fucking herself. She threw herself at that with wild abandon, and soon came. As the two of her lay entangled on the bed, she told herself, "That was great, but it would have been better if Ty was with us."
Damn it, she couldn't get away from wanting Ty even by literally fucking herself. She merged back into one, and pondered what else she could do.
Eureka, She thought. I can transform into my phone app again. As an app, I don't have to think about anything I don't want to, and I don't get bored. And I can get my homework done. She plugged her phone into the charger on her desk, transformed herself into the app, and started working on her homework.
A few hours later, there was a knock on her bedroom door, which she did not notice.