Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains, casting a soft glow on the new being that was once Ronaldo and Rachel. A cloud of steam moved across the room, and the heat that engulfed the new body forced sweat down Daniel’s forehead. Ronaldo, having maintained control of the merged form. A delicate hand reached up to touch a face that was familiar yet foreign. Rachel's features, with Ronaldo's distinctive eyes, looked back from the small mirror by a bed. “Jesus…”
Ronaldo moved through the room and felt light and free. The reflection winked back at him with the weight of Rachel's long hair, the curve of her waist, the lightness in her step. There was a sense of excitement that made him want to explore the rest of his body. He always liked Rachel, and the fact that he looked like her now made this even better. But he couldn’t see enough with the tiny mirror by his friend’s bed – he needed something better. Daniel stared in disbelief before taking a big gulp. “Ronaldo?”
“It actually worked,” Ronaldo said with glee. “Come on, follow me. I need a bigger mirror.” He moved through Daniel's home until he reached the bathroom. A full-length mirror revealed the profound transformation. With Rachel's silhouette, Ronaldo marveled at the striking brunette locks cascading over slim shoulders and the hint of freckles that adorned a now-narrower nose. The eyes, however, remained unchanged – those were unmistakably Ronaldo’s, deep and reflective, now framed by Rachel's thick lashes.
After a few moments of stunned silence, he finally mustered the courage to start to undress, revealing the curves of his feminized body while he playfully swayed his hips from side to side. He knew that Daniel was staring, especially when he gave him a shocked look. But he didn’t tell him to stop. Smiling, Ronaldo savored the tactile sensation of his slender fingers against his new skin. “Like what you see?” Ronaldo teased.
“I still can’t believe how real you look. Is it really just you in there now? Or do you hear her?”
Ronaldo shook his head. “No, it’s just us.” Sparks of heat and desire fluttered through him, and he inevitably began to approach his best friend with a naughty smile over his lips. He gave Daniel a light shove and forced him onto the bathroom counter “I’ve got to reward you for this.”
Daniel looked up, momentarily lost for words as Ronaldo straddled him. They were both on the bathroom counter now, and when Ronaldo began to grind against his friend’s boner, he rested his forehead against his own. “I’ve got to admit, I’m a little jealous,” Ronaldo laughed. “She likes you a lot.”
“Rachel?”
He nodded and gave him a wink. “You can call me that for now, if you’d like. But I’d really like it if you could help me with a little something.” Before Daniel could ask, Ronaldo reached down and grabbed both his hands. He guided them up to Rachel’s firm breasts while he rocked against his lap. It didn’t take long before their lips were locked together.
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