After they had finished with their sexual games, Amy rose to take a shower; something that did her no good. For when she was finished, she just would up back with Mark, screwing his brains out.
Afterward, they talked a bit about what was happening. Soft fur had begun to spread down the inside of Amy's legs and Mark looked like a flat chested woman with six nipples. On top of all that, he had a bushy red and white tail like Amy. Their talks would get them nowhere and in the end, they had sex again and then fell asleep.
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When Mark awoke, he saw that Amy's side of the bed was vacant. Wondering where she had gone, knowing that this and the next three days was there days off, he shrugged and went to take a shower.
In the shower, Mark noticed that the changes where worse and wondered briefly if the sex toy had something to do with this. He now had a tail, a woman's genitalia, softer skin, a full set of teats and soft white fur covering his privates. "Guess until we can sort this out, I'll have to think of myself as the missus and Amy as the mister." Mark though as she washed herself.
Afterward, she started to dress, but found her clothes to baggy and really uncomfortable; mostly because of the tail. Unsure what to do, feeling like a pervert because she wanted to wear Amy's clothes, Mark settled for her wife's fluffy white bathrobe.
Sitting down to breakfast, worried because she now knew that she lost about seven inches off her height and looked really lithe, Mark ate her meal in silence. She was just finishing, when Amy came rushing through the door, wearing Mark's clothes. Seeing her husband up and awake, enjoying the smell still coming off of Mark, Amy said to her, "I've come up with an idea. But I need to know how you feel wearing woman's clothes."
Mark jumped up and sputtered, "Whoa now. I may look like a woman, feel like a woman, but there is something that tells me that I'd be a pervert for wearing woman's clothes."
Amy looked at her husband and asked, "Well would you like to wear your clothes? Because what I'm suggesting, is that we go back to the store were you bought the sexual device and ask the lady what's going on here."
Mark looked at her wife and then asked, "Why don't you just go yourself?"
"Because, you're the one who bought it and can do a far better job of explaining the situation then I can!" Amy retorted back at Mark.
Mark look thoughtful for a moment. Blinking, she thought her eyesight was going cuckoo, but for some reason his sense of smell and hearing had improved. Finally she ran a hand through her short crew cut hair and said, "Give me a day to think about it."
Amy nodded at this and moved closer. Her eyesight had also turned poor, but her sense of smell and hearing had vastly improved. All in all, she felt she could get used to this, but just wasn't ready to adjust to calling herself by the words, 'He, him and himself'.
Breathing in the intoxicating aroma of her husbands heat cycle, she snuggled closer. Enjoying the feeling of wearing men's clothes, she felt her penis slide out of the sheath and become hard. Whispering in a deep sultry tone, "In the mean time, let's go upstairs." Amy said as she undid the bathrobe and used one hand to rub Marks teats. With the other, she began to massage her husband's clitoris with her thumb and forefinger.