Content Warning: Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp contains content that some readers might find disturbing, triggering or uncomfortable. This includes sexually explicit activities, strong language, and hateful language and slurs. Reader discretion is advised.

Verde’s Doohickey 2.0: Sensational Summer Romp
June 11th: VAG Swap

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Part 1: I’ll Pay You to Swap Bodies With Your Friends

Date: Thursday, June 11, 2015
Time: 12:28
Location: Armenian Grill

As another easy going summer day coasted by, Vivi, Anita, and Gem all gathered together for lunch at the local Armenian place just a few blocks away from the Oransen Public Pool. With their lunch specials half-eaten, and with both Vivi and Anita in the midst of discussing something or other, Gem poked in with a non sequitur.

Gem: “Say, would the two of you by chance care to swap bodies this afternoon?”

Anita immediately shot Gem a dull, disapproving stare, hoping that would be enough to trigger a response. But, Gem being Gem, he did not pick up on that cue, leading Anita to sigh before responding.

Anita: “You realize that, just 72 hours ago, I thought I would be stuck as Vivi forever.”

Vivi: “You say that like it’s a fate worse than death. I might not be that fit, but at least I’m young and healthy, so there’s two big perks.” 

Anita: “Again, my problem isn’t that your body is bad, Vivi. It’s that I am proud of my body, proud of the work I invested into it. So the idea of having it stolen from me, is the second most terrifying thing that could happen to me, only one-upped by death. I thought that’s what was happening, but then you said it was all just a prank. Sure, everything worked out in the end, but I was utterly miserable during those few hours!”

Vivi: “Neither of us had anything to do with this. I was still in Jade’s body, Gem was still in Maxxie’s nanny. Maxxie’s dad was in Gem’s body, and that robotic Japanese woman was in your body. It was all some twisted prank by Verde, and probably the worst first impression she could make.”

Gem: “I concur. Terror can be an effective deterrent, but I’m surprised you were willing to forgive her like that.”

Anita: “I mean, I called her a fucking bitch, and shouted at her until my throat got sore… But in the end, none of us were harmed, and I at least think I learned something…”

Vivi: “Such as?”

Anita: “Stealing bodies is about the cruelest thing you can do to a person, and you should only use a VD 2.0 with the consent of others? At least… I think so.”

Vivi: “Going back to the original topic, seeing as we all have possession of a VD 2.0, it would be a waste to not make use of it. So I think we should swap bodies this afternoon. If you want to steer clear of my body and only stay in Gem’s, that should be fine/”

Anita: “W-Well, to be honest, I didn’t really think too much about your body, Vivi. I only really got dressed and did some running and talking. Plus, we’re girlfriends and everything, so it only seems right… in a weird way. …But I would like to try being a boy.”

Gem: “They are different yet comparable experiences with neatly balanced boons and banes, at least in my personal experience.”

Vivi: “Really? Now I wish there were more boys in the ‘Swap Posse.’ I’d be a liar if I said I didn’t think about being a boy from time to time. Things just seem so much easier and simpler…“

As Vivi muttered those words under her breath, Anita’s gray eyes lit up, as that line seemed very…. weighty. She thought of pulling on this thread, but Vivi cut her off before she could speak.

Vivi: “Hey, so does this mean you’re not going to get a lifeguarding job this summer?”

Anita: “I was going to… but getting a job while having something like this seems like a bad idea. Especially when screwing up means that someone might die. Either I’d need to swap back with people for a few hours every day just to work, or someone else would need to play lifeguard for me.”

Vivi: “Hm… then I take it we won’t be able to afford to go out to lunch like this… and that you won’t be able to pay me back for the Vita that you broke.”

Anita’s mind flashed back to last month, when she was playing Persona 4 Golden on Vivi’s PlayStation Vita, the ‘1000’ launch model. She was trying to play games while running, a ‘skill’ she had been trying to learn for years. …Only for a passerby on the walking trail to bump into her while she wasn’t looking, causing the device to slip from her sweaty palms and land on the concrete below. The screen cracked, and while the system was still on, it rolled into a sizable puddle off to the side of the trail. Frankly, she was lucky the game card and memory card survived…

Anita: “…How much do I owe you again?”

Vivi: “I can find pre-owned ones for $120, but supplies are limited, and I would rather not settle for an LCD screen.”

Anita: “Woof… Yeah, in that case, I might just need to get a job.”

Gem: “If I recall, it was Verde’s insistence that we experiment and utilize the VD 2.0 to our hearts’ content, so might it be possible for us to convince her to grant us an allowance in some manner? If she is as powerful as she says she is, could she not manifest fiat, or mayhaps transform lead into gold? A one kilogram ingot would be worth approximately $35,000, while a lead ingot would be less than $10, which represents an unheard of 350,000% rate of return.”

Vivi: “That’s a… good point, Gem. Let me give her a call.”

Vivi swiftly pulled out her phone and began calling Verde from her contact list. It took her six seconds before she got a reply.

Verde: “Yo! Everything going good?”

Vivi: “Verde, while we are grateful for the opportunity you have given us with these VD 2.0s, I would like to make a req—”

Verde: “I’m busy moving furniture, so cut to the chase! You’re supposed to be the curt one, after all!”

Vivi: “Give us money so we can do things and go places while in each other’s bodies.”

Verde: “Oh… I knew I was forgetting something. How much should we— What’s that? …Oh, yeah, per diems are a thing. I mean, they’re approved by the US government, so they’re probably some kinda bullshit but— …Yeah, no, that is a lotta money… Urabe, do I look like I have ever paid taxes in my life? …Wait, what about lodging? …Well, yeah, I guess they are— The fuck is a tax home? How in the— Girl, I could murk every IRS agent wit mah dick if I felt like it, I ain’t scared of no taxes!”

Vivi: “If you need to plan things out, that’s fine, I just—”

Verde: “You’re in Cook County, so you’re getting a $75 per diem, directly debited to your checking account. …Urabe, I don’t care that the 2015 per diem rate was actually $71 in Earth Prime. That place sucked! “

Vivi: “…You’re gonna need to repeat that. Did you just say you would give us $75… per day?”

Verde: “What, do I gotta swap you with a Latin speaker or something? 75 bucks a day! …And it will be backdated to the 30th… with $37.50 for the 29th— but we didn’t engage them, so isn’t your whole legal crap— Fine, I’ll stop bitching and move the couch! …You’ll all see a $1,087.50 deposit in your checking accounts tomorrow. Don’t ask how I know ’em. I just do! Peace.”

With that, Verde ended the call, and though Vivi didn’t have her phone on speaker, Anita and Gem heard the important bits.

Anita: “…Well, guess I’ll be paying you back tomorrow!”

Vivi: “I would expect as much.”

Vivi paused to switch over to her calculator app, and furrowed her brow at the result.

Vivi: “…$525 per week, so she’s giving us the equivalent of 38 hours worked at a $13.85 minimum wage job for using this thing?

Anita: “Damn! …Maybe I was a bit harsh on her.”

Vivi: “I have a feeling that she could have made that $75 figure any arbitrary amount… but I’m not going to look this gift horse in the mouth.”

Gem: “Considering what we are doing, I would call that more than generous. For this is less comparable to labor and more akin to compensation for participating in a long-term clinical trial.”

Anita: “Eh… when you put it like that, it makes us sound like guinea pigs… and makes VD 2.0s seem even more dangerous.”

Vivi: “Regardless, we finished our lunches, so we should get going.”

Gem: “And where shall we go?”

Vivi: “My place, same as usual.”

From there, the three rose from their chairs, threw away their trash, and walked out the door. But as they did so, Vivi couldn’t help but see Anita pulling her VD 2.0 from her backpack.

Vivi: “What are you—”

Anita: “Setting up a swap, what else?”

Vivi: “We could just wait until we get to my house, you know.”

Anita: “Yeah, or you could get a taste of what it’s like to run in my body. Maybe it will motivate you to actually exercise.”

Vivi: “Regardless, we shouldn’t be whipping this out in public. Someone might see something they shouldn’t…”

Gem: “I would like to suggest that people might not be as observant as you assume they are, Vivi. People tend to be self-centered and are excellent at forgetting minor details.”

Vivi: “That’s true, but in the smartphone era, you never know when someone is recording you or—”

Before Vivi could explain her position, she felt something strike her senses, and a moment later, found herself looking down the same street, but from a different, higher, angle. One body swap was enough for her to develop a procedure when finding herself in a new body. Check the hands, raise them up, and then look down at your body. From this procedure, she saw that she had light brown hands, slender arms, was wearing the cute and light summery clothes of Anita, and everything beneath… sure as heck looked like Anita. The breasts were considerably bigger than what she had normally and what Jade’s body was sporting. And just from looking at the sidewalk beneath her, she could tell she was 20 centimeters taller. 

She took a moment for this all to sink in, looking out at the familiar streets of downtown Oransen, before looking at her original body, who was positively tiny from her higher vantage point. She began to move the muscles that Anita spent so much time honing, and as she tried, she realized that she was still holding onto a VD 2.0.

Vivi(Anita): “You’re lucky I didn’t drop this.”

Vivi(Anita) carefully maneuvered around Anita’s backpack as she tried to put the VD 2.0 some place more inconspicuous and secure. It took her a moment to find the right pocket. As she fumbled with the bag, she stared at the two before her.

Anita(Gem) was in the middle of rubbing her larger arms. Measuring their size with her enlarged hands while feeling how much was divided between muscle and fat. Or perhaps she was merely fascinated by the feeling of having limbs covered in hair. It was long enough to not feel bristly, and so thin that it did not feel like a bunch of insect legs were resting on her arms. Instead, it felt more like an extension, something that moved alongside her arm, and brushed softly against her skin in the wind.

She was also fascinated by her torso. It was largely ‘flat,’ and devoid of the breasts she had come to accept as part of her body, but with a ten kilograms difference in weight while only being four centimeters taller, she definitely felt… girthier. It was as if the padding that she once had over her butt and chest flattened, expanded, and multiplied, covering what felt like every surface. Yet, beneath all of that, she felt muscle, strength, but in a different arrangement than what she had honed for herself. 

While Gem(Vivi) looked… cursed. Gem(Vivi) was smiling, oohing and aahing as he stared down at his tiny hands— hands that were practically made to work on electronics, type, or mend fabrics. He hopped up as high as his short, frail body could go, giggling as his curly red hair plopped around, before bringing his hands to his torso, feeling it up through the baggy long-sleeve shirt Vivi had been wearing. But the weirdest thing was definitely the sheer… happiness that Gem wore on Vivi’s face, as it was so intense he almost looked like a different person. To Vivi(Anita), this sight was more than just concerning.

Vivi(Anita): “This is precisely what I wanted to avoid…”

Vivi(Anita) then grabbed her companions by their hands and, using her newfound strength, pulled them along into an alleyway, where they began walking in the approximate direction of Vivi’s house.

Anita(Gem): “Heh, sorry Vi— Holy crap, I can practically feel the different vibrations in my throat! This is so cool!”

Vivi(Anita): “Oh, so being me is akin to a nightmare, but being Gem is ‘cool?'”

Anita(Gem): “Wow, that sarcasm does not translate to my voice. You’re gonna have to work on that.”

Vivi(Anita): “Oh, so being me is akin to a nightmare, but being Gem is ‘cool?'”

Anita(Gem): “That’s waaaaay too much in the other direction, and you know it!”

Gem(Vivi): “I’m only approximately Maxxisaurus’s height… but I feel so light! So lean that a sufficiently strong gust of wind could whisk me away! “

Anita(Gem): “Yeah, and I’m half tempted to ditch you guys and hit up the nearest gym. How much can you bench Gem? Because I feel like I could do 50 kilos, easy! In fact, you guys got any plans for tomorrow?”

Vivi(Anita): “Five minutes in another body, and she is already thinking of working out. I suppose you will always be a jock.”

Anita(Gem): “Puh-lease. Jocks care about sports, I just like being active and running. It’s a world of difference.”

Vivi(Anita): “And I suppose I cannot see it because I’m on ‘the other side of the spectrum?'”

Anita(Gem): “Exactly!“

Gem(Vivi): “How about you, Vivi? Are you enjoying the additional height and musculature?”

Anita(Gem): “Better yet, go run a block and back and tell us how you feel!”

With nothing much to lose, Vivi(Anita) shrugged, moved her long legs forward, and began running. It was surprisingly easy to move a new body around, even one with such different proportions, but that’s not what captivated her mind at the moment. It was the fact that running like this was… exhilarating!

Previously, it always felt like running was a fight against her body, forcing it to do something she didn’t want to do. But in Anita’s… it felt as if every muscle was singing to her, filling her with a slight yet addictive vigor that made her want to keep going, and going, and going! Just to see how long she could maintain this high for. Fortunately, she retained enough self control to stop at the end of the block and turn around.

Vivi(Anita): “…Okay, I get it.”

Anita(Gem): “Then, will you change your sedentary ways and build up some muscle?”

Vivi(Anita): “Why would I when I could just hop into your body for a quick run?”

Worried that her sarcasm wouldn’t translate again, Vivi(Anita) wore a shit-eating grin after delivering that line.

Gem(Vivi): “Oh! Perhaps one of us can snag Vivi’s body and make her exercise!”

Anita(Gem): “That will be our last resort… but then we need to make sure she isn’t such a computer potato with ours. Humans just weren’t meant to sit at desks all day, that’s the truth and that’s a fact!”

Vivi(Anita): “Hmm… I would be fine with that. So long as I’m not in a body that’s a particular form of disabled, arthritic, or generally uncomfortable. Although, I would likely need to adjust to the different hand sizes. I’d be curious how long it would take for me to get back to typing at 100 wpm… Or if I even could.”

Gem(Vivi): “So, is that a yes to our body swap workout service?”

Anita(Gem): “That idea sounds familiar, but I’m not sure why…” 

Vivi(Anita): “I was just saying that I would be fine with it, not that I would pay you for a service. …Though, if it’s only $20 for a session, I could justify that. Especially with this per diem.”

Gem(Vivi): “Oh? For something as trivial as exercise, that sounds more than reasonable!”

Anita(Gem): “Eh… Count me out. At least for now. No offense Vivi, but after the other day, I want to steer clear of your body for a good week.”

Vivi(Anita): “Can’t say I blame you. If anything, I’m surprised you recovered so fast.”

Anita(Gem): “I think the shock offset the trauma. Or maybe things are just too bizarre for my brain to recognize what the hell is going on. I dunno, so I’m just running with whatever life throws my way! Speaking of which…”

In their trek to Vivi’s home, the trio reached a landmark they often passed by. A park. A park that, despite being in good condition, and it being an early summer afternoon, was completely empty. There was not a child to be seen and, as they saw this, the three nodded at each other.

Anita(Gem): “Let’s go!”

Anita(Gem) led the charge, Gem(Vivi) followed along, while Vivi(Anita) ran, if only because of how good running felt in this new body. Gem(Vivi) took advantage of his child-adjacent size by hitting up the slides and hopping to the jungle gym. Vivi(Anita) took to the swingset, going back and forward before confidently jumping far further than she ever could have imagined. While Anita(Gem) hit up the pull-up bar, making the most of her muscular arms and soaring past her previous record within no time at all.

The group remained immersed in this state of play for some time, making the most of their new sizes and strengths… before Anita(Gem) noticed someone staring at them. An unpleasant, yet far from unfamiliar face, riddled with acne scars and scraps of dirty blonde peach fuzz. Someone they really hoped they would not see after graduation, but here he was. Yuccot Kikansky.

Yuccot: “The fuck do you think you’re doing here?”

Anita(Gem): “Why, we’re having fun, of course! This is a public place for merriment!”

Yuccot: “Pfft. I always knew you were a bit ‘special’ Gem, but now you’re full retard.”

Gem(Vivi): “Wow. It’s depressing that you’re still talking like that, when a super senior like you should be smart enough to know better. You’re an adult, Yuccot. Maybe instead of getting on our asses for being immature, you should look inward.”

Yuccot: “Oh, so now you’re telling me what to do with my life? Who died and made a faggot like you queen?”

Vivi(Anita): “Yuccot, what are you even doing here?”

Yuccot: “How’s that any of your fucking business?”

Vivi(Anita): “Because I know you don’t live around here, and I’m wondering what brings you to our neck of the woods. You don’t need to answer, you know. I’m not a cop. Though you seem to think you’re one…“

Yuccot: “I’m just going on a walk.”

Gem(Vivi): “You don’t seem like the ‘walking type.”

As Gem(Vivi) said that, he stared at Yuccot, this portly 19-year-old standing at 161 centimeters tall, weighing in a firm 89 kilograms, dressed in a baggy T-shirt and jeans.

Yuccot: “Well, if you gotta know, my dad kicked me out and won’t let me back in until dinnertime. So I’m walking wherever.”

Anita(Gem): “Most curious. Why would your father do such a thing?”

Yuccot: “‘Cos I ditched work yesterday. I can’t waste time at school, so they made me get a job.”

Gem(Vivi): “Where? Doing what?”

Yuccot: “McMoe’s, doing whatever the fuck they tell me to do. Clean floors, take orders, give people shit from the drive thru. I got a job there last week, and my old man’s got dibs on half my paycheck. It’s fucking bullshit, but it’s either that or I get disowned.”

As Yuccot admitted this truth, his boisterous proud expression faded away to something far more vulnerable. A second later, he turned his head away, clearly regretting his decision to confess this to his peers.

The situation he presented sounded sad, but it was far from enough for them to forget how Yuccot spent four years being a shithead. Coming from a broken home can excuse some behaviors, but one needs to show some desire or intention to do good. Which Yuccot hadn’t. Still, the three took a moment to look at each other, silently gauging if they should say something before Anita(Gem) stepped forward.

Anita(Gem): “Hey, Yuccot. Is everything—”

Before she could finish that question, Yuccot walked away. Anita(Gem) could easily catch up to him even in her thicker frame, but instead, she brought her eyes back to her friends.

Vivi(Anita): “Now that such unpleasantness has been disposed of, Yuccot unintentionally raises a discussion topic. Should we tell our families about the VD 2.0s?”

Gem(Vivi): “Hm… I am certain that my parents would have a hoot with a VD 2.0 to call their own, or rather two to call their own. However, even if Verde extends the same luxury of per diems, they are both members of the working class, and would be none too pleased if someone were to muck around with their jobs.”

Anita(Gem): “Yeah, and for as much as I don’t like hiding things from my folks, I think it’s best to keep this a secret. We should tell them eventually, but we barely even know what the hell we’re doing now.”

Vivi(Anita): “I figured as much. My parents are ‘too busy’ to even use it anyway, and I doubt anyone would want jobs as intensive as theirs.”

With the cast size limited and the mood dampened by an unexpected visitor, the trio decided to put an end to their merriment and made their way to Vivi’s home. It was their go-to hang out spot, being a larger house with ample room and often absent parents, but as they entered, both Gem(Vivi) and Vivi(Anita) took a moment to glance over this place. Their new height changed how they perceived this location, altered their viewing angle, and made the house feel bigger and smaller respectively. They gawked around, did some light exploring of the familiar living room, but before they could get any further, they were interrupted by Anita(Gem).

Anita(Gem): “So, did either of you have any plans for what we would do here? I know we usually just hang out and play games, but that seems like kind of a waste.”

Gem(Vivi): “Well, if you would, perchance, prefer to do something more intimate and physical, masturbation is always an option. Or mayhaps intercourse!”

Despite being in different bodies, Anita(Gem) and Vivi(Anita) immediately stared directly at each other as they heard this proposal. Neither were virgins— they had done it over a dozen times over the past two years— but whenever they had sex, it was just… them. Anita was attracted to Vivi, and Vivi was attracted to Anita. It was sexual, romantic, physical, and mental. Yet, as they looked at each other, in different bodies, it sent their brains into a tizzy.

Was Anita(Gem) attracted to her own body? Was she attracted to it enough to have sex with it as a man? Was she even comfortable using the thing that was tucked away in her underwear? Because just the thought of sex was enough for it to rise from its dormant slumber, and harden, pressing against the fabric and piquing her curiosity… while spreading more than a dash of fear. It was herself. She knew she was an attractive woman, she put in work to be an attractive woman. But she was not narcissistic enough to get off to the idea of herself. She knew she loved Vivi… but did she love Vivi regardless of the body? Could she love her original body? Could she love it… as a man? Did she even want to do something sexual as a man? Or did she just feel compelled to do it just because she could?

Anita(Gem): “U-Um… I’m going to need to think about that. I guess I never really put two and two together there and… yeah, let’s just not for now!”

Vivi(Anita): “Seriously? You didn’t think we were going to talk about sex? We’ve been fucking since we were 16, Anita. Jade, Maxxie, Zoe, and Shiaka have all masturbated and had sex in another body. And do I need to go on another spiel about how sex is a normal, natural, and almost banal thing for people to do?”

Anita(Gem): “I know, I know. People have been doing it recreationally for thousands of years, and they have been having sex for just as long. But it was repressed, discouraged, and vilified by the powerful. Who wished to control the masses, and have them devote the entirety of their lives to labor, instead of sex.”

Vivi(Anita): “Heh. I see you remember my words well.”

Anita(Gem): “I remember them, but… there is a lot more to body swapping than just sex. When you’re in a different body, everything feels different, and the best way to experience that is to try doing everything you normally do… right? S-So we should just treat this like any other afternoon, doing what we normally do.”

Vivi(Anita): “So, you just want to play video games, hang out, talk shit, and maybe watch a movie? And you say I’m the boring one.”

Gem(Vivi): “Oh! I have an alternative! How about we have a barbecue and play yard games, such as horseshoes!”

Anita(Gem): “…Are you sure you swapped back with Ken? Because that sounds like the most 50-year-old dad thing anybody could say.”

Vivi(Anita): “He does have a point though. We’d get to test out each other’s taste buds, comparing our original preferences to our bodies’ preferences. And while barely a game, horseshoes is a way to gauge one’s motor skills, strength, and dexterity.”

Gem(Vivi): “Then it has been decided. We shall have a summer soiree!”

Vivi(Anita): “…But I don’t have any meat in my freezer, and I don’t just have horseshoes in the garage.”

Anita(Gem): “Sounds like we’re gonna need to spend some of our per diem then!”

As Anita(Gem) said that, she wrapped her arm around Vivi(Anita), whose composure crumbled as they made skin contact.

Vivi(Anita): “Y-Yeah. It’ll be a good excuse to do a little running.”

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Part 2: A Verily Grand Amusement

Date: Thursday, June 11, 2015
Time: 14:51
Location: Vivi’s House

After going on a trip to the local grocery and hardware store— because where else would you buy horseshoes— the trio moved out to Vivi’s backyard. An often neglected expansive patch of grass, home to a detached garage, a concrete patio, some deck chairs, a table, and a barbecue. It was nothing special, but with a bag of yard games, a bluetooth speaker blaring Flying Beagle by Himiko Kikuchi, and the smell of hot grilled meats, you could make anywhere feel special. Oh, and the body swap thing helped of course.

Gem(Vivi) took the helm when it came to food prep, wearing an apron— technically an art smock— with the words ‘Girl Master’ written on it with a pink Sharpie. With a spatula in his hand, he was manning the grill filled with a dozen hot dogs, flipping and turning them over while making way for a plate full of frozen burgers. Because if you’re gonna turn on the grill and heat it up, you may as well make a week’s worth of meat. 

As for Vivi(Anita) and Anita(Gem)? They were both busy with a game of bocce ball. A bizarre yet ancient game that involved throwing one tiny ball and seeing who could throw a larger, heavier ball closest to it. It was a test of strength and dexterity, something that requires one to be acutely aware of the way their arm worked, and exercise the right amount of muscle with each throw. …And despite both parties having considerably different bodies, Anita(Gem) was trouncing her girlfriend.

With a slight grunt, Vivi(Anita) lobbed a green ball forward with a carefully balanced swing… only for it to soar over the tiny white ball that represented her target and bounce against a chain-link fence.

Vivi(Anita): “Sonuvabitch!“

Anita(Gem): “Hey, don’t go insulting any of our mothers. Because, quite frankly, I don’t know whose momma you are dissing with that.”

Vivi(Anita): “Anita, what did I tell you about letting me vent? You. Let. Me. Vent.”

Anita(Gem): “Geez, chill girl. I was just trying to add some levity to things.”

After saying that, Anita(Gem) grabbed a ball from the grass below and flung it at the target 12 meters away, where it just narrowly rolled right next to the target, just a centimeter away from making contact.

Anita(Gem): “Bam! How do ya like that!”

Vivi(Anita): “Oh, how the hell is this fair? We’re in different bodies, both of which are about as athletic, and it’s not like this is all that intensive, so—”

Anita(Gem): “Are you imagining meters as you throw things? Like in Wii Sports?”

Vivi(Anita): “…I was thinking more like Mario Golf: Toadstool Tour, but… yes.”

Anita(Gem): “Well, this ain’t no game, girl. So you gotta up your skills if you wanna get good! And the only way to do that is to grind up some EXP!”

Vivi(Anita): “I understand that, but shouldn’t muscle memory play some role in it?”

Anita(Gem): “Oh, it does. I can feel it. But just because you have aim assist, that doesn’t mean you don’t need to use the right stick.”

Vivi(Anita): “I’m a socially functional human being, Anita. You don’t need to phrase things as a video game metaphor.”

Anita(Gem): “I know. But as your girlfriend, it is my duty to annoy you.”

As the two bickered, they saw a bocce ball fly from their peripheral vision, where it fell into the grass and rolled within three centimeters of the tiny white target. Looking to their side, they saw Gem(Vivi) standing with his hands on his hips, a triumphant smirk on his face.

Gem(Vivi): “More than adequate for my first attempt, don’t you agree?”

Vivi(Anita): “…How? Just… how?”

Gem(Vivi): “Why, it is all a matter of performing a biologically driven computation based on the desired force and the strength of the apparatus releasing the projectile, as adjusted by the weight. The wind is rather mild today, rendering it something of a non-factor, allowing for an easier and more reliable calculation to be performed.”

Anita(Gem): “…Yeah, that sounds like one of those things that Gem gets, but can’t really explain to other people.”

Vivi(Anita): “It’s the curse of having a unique mind. He sees the world in different ways, but struggles to convey it, as he’s operating on different standards.”

Gem(Vivi): “True and succinct, as per usual!”

Anita(Gem): “So, how’s the food coming along? I don’t wanna sound rude, but I’m not used to having a stomach this… aggressive.”

On cue, Anita(Gem)’s stomach began to grumble, its sound comparable to an ornery hound.

Anita(Gem): “See, just like that.”

Gem(Vivi): “Oh, everything has been thoroughly cooked, and prepared.”

With an exaggerated motion, Gem(Vivi) pointed to the table. It was filled with a number of condiment containers, a plate full of burger patties and hot dogs, and another plate with three hot dogs and hamburgers, each of which had been sliced into four.

Vivi(Anita): “Damn, you did all that in 30 minutes?”

Gem(Vivi): “With my parent’s training in the culinary arts and your tiny precise fingers, it was none too difficult.”

Anita(Gem): “So, we’re still going with the taste test plan?”

Gem(Vivi): “But of course! All three hot dogs and hamburgers have been prepared to your requested specifications, so we can determine which influences taste more! The mind or the buds!”

Vivi(Anita): “There are more scientific ways to go about this, but we’ve gotta start somewhere, I guess”

The three then took their seats and stared at the chopped up meals before them. Their favorite hot dogs and favorite hamburgers, or at least Gem(Vivi)’s best approximations of them.

Gem was a fan of the classic Chicago style hot dog, complete with tomatoes, pickles, onions, and a poppy seed bun. It had a lot of flavors going on, but that was the appeal. It had enough to feel and taste like a meal, while still being a snack. 

Anita had a fondness for something a bit spicier, and despite never having been there, was a fan of the Denver dog. A hot dog furnished with onions, green chile sauce, and chopped jalapenos. But she specifically liked it without the sour cream. She always thought that culinary accessory tasted like spoiled milk. 

While Vivi was a lot simpler. She often would just settle for a hot dog with mustard, because who could possibly screw that up? However, she was fond of a variation of the Montreal hot dog, which featured mustard, onions, relish and coleslaw. As she put it, they ‘have just the right amount of complexity, without being a mess to hold in your hands.’ Plus, it at least felt ‘healthier’ due to the veggie content.

As for burgers, they followed a similar dichotomy

Gem liked cheeseburgers with onions, pickles, and mustard, packing the most powerful and intense flavors into a single package that, for some, was overbearing and distracted from the patty. For Gem, the blast of flavors is what prevented it from tasting bland, like a boring cafeteria cheeseburger.

Anita’s go-to was basically a Wallop from Burger Queen. A burger with lettuce, tomato, pickles, ketchup, and sliced onion. A few intense flavors, and a lot of textures, but when mingled together in her mouth, every element enhanced something else. Typically, burgers like this were served with cheese and mayonnaise. But Anita always found the cheese a bit unwarranted, and, though mayonnaise tastes like egg flavored lard.

On the other end of the spectrum, Vivi always kept things very simple with burgers. Just a cheeseburger with tomato. It was simple, really hard to screw up, and in a pinch, the tomato could be substituted by ketchup. She did not think this was the peak of burger design, but after getting diarrhea after eating a Wallop from Burger Queen at age six, she stuck to burgers that wouldn’t give her the wet shits.

The three looked at these with a variety of expressions, judging them preemptively and deciding what they should eat first as they filled their paper plates with one of each of the quarters. It amounted to one or two bites, but with something like this, all you needed was a bite to see if you liked it.

Vivi(Anita): “To avoid a confusing shouting match, let’s go through things in the same order, give it a ten scale ranking, and then take a drink of water. Otherwise, this will be a damn mess.”

Gem(Vivi): “I concur! But let us start with my beloved Chicago hot dog first! I wish to test my hypothesis first-hand!”

Anita(Gem): “Oooh! Sounds good! I’ve seen Gem chomp these down like they were nothing! Let’s dig in!”

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Part 3: Oh, Right, We Can Speak Japanese! 

Date: Thursday, June 11, 2015
Time: 15:13
Location: Vivi’s House

Vivi(Anita): “Compiling the results on my phone…This data’s pretty damning. Taste is largely correlated with the body over the ‘mind.’ The occupant’s preferences do affect things, but it is only significant if they have a strong like or dislike of a food. I should have loved Anita’s modified Wallop, but my vicious dislike for them made me think it tasted merely alright. Enough that I would eat it, which is more than I could say about my body.”

Gem(Vivi): “Sad but truthful. Vivi’s taste buds do not mesh with more complex flavors…”

Anita(Gem): “While, everything tastes great in Gem’s body. Honestly, I’m surprised you’re not fatter when everything tastes so damn good!”

Gem(Vivi): “Hm… Would it be seen as appropriate to encourage or discourage Anita to gouge my body? I did produce a large sum after all, and I know my body can consume three burgers before getting full. Conversely, this body is full after a mere portion of a hotdog and hamburger.”

Vivi(Anita): “And now you know why I’m so skinny. If I try to eat anything more, my body tells me to stop it. …But now I could really go for a second hot dog.”

As Vivi(Anita) and Anita(Gem) went in for seconds, the Bluetooth speaker switched over to another Japanese summertime classic as it started playing Another Summer by Sugiyama Kiyotaka and Omega Tribe. It crept in slowly with its prelude, before the lyrics kicked in.

Gem(Vivi): “Oh right, I narrowly forgot about the linguistic aid feature of the VD 2.0. It’s uncanny to suddenly completely understand a song in a language I did not speak last time I heard it. It has transformed a piece of background music into a piece of foreground music.”

Anita(Gem): “…I’m not going to lie, I legitimately forgot that I suddenly could understand every language!”

Vivi(Anita): “Don’t exaggerate. We don’t speak French or Arabic for one… but we could if we found a native speaker.”

Gem(Vivi): “On one hand, it’s wondrous to comprehend what people are saying in so many more languages. To be able to [effortlessly slip into another language even mid-sentence, speaking with the fluency of a native speaker of languages as valuable as Chinese.] On the other, this adds meaning to something that was previously beyond one’s comprehension. We have been granted knowledge, and cannot ignore it.”

Anita(Gem): “Yeah, but knowledge is always good, right? Even if you know something terrible, knowledge will always increase your understanding of something or someone, and at its most extreme, adds a layer to the world you couldn’t see before. Even if, here, it’s just limited to being able to hear Japanese as more than just the best sounding language.”

Vivi(Anita): “I did not expect you to say that. At least not without any prying.”

Anita(Gem): “[I only say it ‘cos it’s true, Japanese sounds so nice, and everything I say has a certain elegance because Japanese is mostly the good sounds!]‘

Vivi(Anita): “[Shit! I just realized there are dozens, if not hundreds, of games I wanted to play, and can now play. Within just three days, entire worlds— plural— of experiences have opened before me.]“

Gem(Vivi): “[I know, it’s grand! And with these vast worlds before us, what shall we explore next?]“

Vivi(Anita): “[…Play Japanese games that never received a fan translation?]

Anita(Gem): “[And then what?]“

Vivi(Anita): “[You guys can stay over if you want, and… we can do whatever we want to do come night time. But we should switch back tomorrow morning.]“ 

Gem(Vivi): “[Oh, so you do not wish to partake in a weeklong life swap like Jade and company?]“

Anita(Gem): “[Well, Verde promised that things will get ‘crazy’ on the 13th, when Haruki has her birthday party at Verde’s mansion. We probably want a day of normalcy to avoid going full-on crazy.]“

Vivi(Anita): “[I’m with Anita here. We should get everything out of our system tonight, relax for a day, and await whatever insanity this god has in store for us.]“

Gem(Vivi): “[Sounds good to me! …Now, are you both done, or should I start packing up the meat?]“

Anita(Gem) replied by taking a hot dog and slurping this thick meaty tube into her mouth… before slamming her pearly white chompers down on it.

Anita(Gem): “[And now I’m good!]“

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Part 4: A Chip in the Stone

Date: Thursday, June 11, 2015
Time: 22:18
Location: Vivi’s House

After a lively night, Anita(Gem) found herself stripped down to nothing, sitting on the toilet, looking down at the penis between her legs. It was erect, the head was pointing up at her, and she could feel her heart race as she lingered her hand over it in anticipation. Even though it was only 7 inches, it looked so much bigger than she had ever expected a real penis to be. How could something like this possibly fit inside someone else? It seemed unreal… but everything about these past three days had been unreal.

Anita(Gem): “Okay, okay… it’s just a penis. All you need to do is rub it, up and down, to and fro. It’s simple, but why… does it make me feel this way?”

Anita(Gem) considered herself a lesbian. She had been romantically involved with Vivi since the start of high school, but… that was about it. The bond she had with Vivi made their relationship something special, and when she tried to think about being with a man or another woman… she found herself at odds. It was nearly impossible for her to find a scenario like that enticing. However… that is because she was picturing herself in those situations. Now, she was not herself. She was in the body of a man. A man she had no sexual interest in as Anita. Looking down at his body from this angle, holding a penis in her hand, the fact that she could feel it, it all… made her breath heavy.

Anita(Gem): “Fuck. What… What even is this feeling? I… I just need to do it!”

She tightened her grip. The phalanges of her fingers brushed against the veiny underside, feeling the blood pumping through this extension of her form, she heard her body call to her. Imploring her to continue, and whispering sweet promises of pleasure. Pleasure she could attain… if she were to take the plunge. With a smile, she accepted the call, and began to stroke her dick.

Her technique was frantic, amateurish, and filled with minor revelations at every turn as she stumbled across areas of this thick, hot, fleshy tube that were more tender or sensitive than others. Normally, such things would be part of the background for most masturbators, but for Anita(Gem), it was the point. The thing that was getting her off was the penis. The fact that she was wielding one, and her desire to reach the fabled male climax.

As she neared that high, she was reminded of the operative word. Her voice grunted as it breathed, reaching tones so deep that few, if any, women would ever unconsciously reach them. In her peripheral vision, she saw her flat, if flabby, chest. And everywhere, she saw sprinkles of dark hair. Nothing too mangy or unruly, but it was spread across her chest, her arms, her legs, and even the base of her dick. Everything she saw was male. Everything she felt was male. And as she immersed herself into this… erotic experience of being, she was granted the release she so longed for.

A single, mighty burst of cum ejected from her penis like a bullet firing from a barrel, soaring forward and upward. Time slowed down as Anita(Gem) looked at this white goop, going further and further away from the toilet bowl she sat on… before plopping onto a bathroom rug in a silent splat.

Anita(Gem): “…Ah shit. I’m gonna need to clean that up.”

To which she did. Taking a damp soapy washcloth to the rug and blotting it. Once she was done cleaning, she put back on her undershirt and briefs, and made her way to the ‘guest bedroom.’ Truthfully, it was the former bedroom of Vivi’s older brother, Ron Gaimz. He moved out in 2010, so it was converted into a bedroom for Vivi’s friends when they stayed the night. Needless to say, it was a sparsely populated room. One with a bed, some unused furniture, and a few totes lining the walls, storing who knows what. 

However, Anita(Gem) paid little mind to that as she entered, for her eyes were immediately directed to the bed, where she saw her original body splayed across the sheets, dressed in nothing but a sports bra and panty.

Vivi(Anita) sprung up from the mattress as the door opened and it was obvious just from the look on her face what she was doing before Anita(Gem) walked in. Her face was flush and slightly sweaty, but not from running. There was ample opportunity to ignore this obvious sign… but where was the fun in that?

Anita(Gem): “So, how was it?”

Vivi(Anita): “I just felt what my girlfriend feels like when I leave her ‘floating.’ So pretty damn good.”

Vivi(Anita) laughed at her own delivery before sitting upright, inviting Anita(Gem) to join her on the bed.

Vivi(Anita): “I know I don’t say this as much as I probably should, but you are beautiful, Anita. Your platinum blonde hair, gray eyes, rich brown skin, your perfectly sized breasts, that give way to a set of abs, the slight bubbliness of your voice, and your athletic… everything. I truly love everything about you. And just looking down and seeing you, feeling what you felt, it was enough for me to get off. No tools necessary.”

Vivi(Anita) then held out her left hand to Anita(Gem). She noticed remnants of moisture along her fingers, and a musky scent that she knew all too well.

Vivi(Anita): “It smells even better with your nose. …And I can tell that you like it. So, you want to just do it?”

Anita(Gem): “…But, we just masturbated, so—”

Vivi(Anita): “That means we’re primed and ready!”

Anita(Gem) stared at the goofy face Vivi(Anita) made as she made that exclamation. She always got a bit more silly and lively during bedroom time, but something about seeing her adopt this behavior while in her own body was… amusing to say the least.

Anita(Gem): “Eh… screw it. I know guys need to recharge a little, but if it’s still hard then—”

Vivi(Anita): “Then it’s time!”

With as slick of a motion as she could manage, Vivi(Anita) thrust the sports bra over her head and cast it aside, before plopping onto her back, pulling her panties up her long muscular legs. Now stripped naked, she looked over at her partner, who was in the middle of doing the same. Yanking the undershirt over her head before pulling down her briefs, causing her penis to unfurl itself.

Vivi(Anita): “Holy shit. I Assumed that Gem wasn’t packing much but… no, this doesn’t prove anything that they say about how you can tell a guy’s penis based on something. It’s genetic RNG, plain and simple.”

Anita(Gem): “Y-Yeah, it’s… pretty big. So, h-how will we do this?”

Vivi(Anita): “Let’s just keep it nice and simple with missionary. It’s our 18th time, but first PIV.”

Anita(Gem): “Our first what?”

Vivi(Anita): “Penis in vagina. What, would you rather I call it penetrative?”

Anita(Gem): “C-Call it whatever you want, but… I just need to stick it in, right?”

Vivi(Anita): “Yeah. Put stick in hole, gyrate hips and thrust to achieve pleasure. Pretty damn simple.”

Anita(Gem) looked over her original body, stretched across the bed, with its labia spread open, inviting her. It was a pose she had adopted a handful of times when she and Vivi got together, to ‘eat each other out.’ And looking at this pose, she could not deny she found it alluring, and her penis seemed to agree with that conclusion. However, as she hoisted herself onto the bed and looked down at her original body, she felt… troubled by something.

She was physically ‘primed and ready’ as Vivi(Anita) put it, but something was giving her pause. She passed it off as mere jitters and proceeded to aim her penis inward, thrusting it past the familiar folds of her original body… only to be met with an almost… sickly feeling. She tried to shut her eyes and continued to stick it in, but as she heard Vivi(Anita) moan in her borrowed voice, some alarm deep within the unkempt recesses of her mind started blaring. 

Still hard, Anita(Gem) pulled her penis out of Vivi(Anita), and immediately turned away, sitting at the end of the bed, hands covering her face, fingers brushing against the prickles of facial hair.

Vivi(Anita): “H-Hey, are you alright Anita? If you have second thoughts and don’t want to do this, that’s fine. We only do this when we’re in the mood and even though we—”

Anita(Gem): “Vivi, I do want to do this, to try something so… new and cool with you, but… just seeing my body like that, knowing that it is being… penetrated like that, it just… It doesn’t work. I want to fuck you. I love you, and seeing you in my body is… it’s like a new kind of sexy. And I find something… exciting about having a penis like this. But, together, it… it just… It doesn’t work.”

Vivi(Anita): “…Alright, I’m not sure if I get it, but I don’t need to. Do you want to call it off?”

Anita(Gem): “Hell no! I… I’ll get in your body again.”

Vivi(Anita): “Really? That sure was a quick week. Almost like it was only eight hours.”

Anita(Gem): “Horniness is more powerful than trauma sometimes, damn it! And I’m horny as fuck!”

With her dick still hard and wafting about, Anita(Gem) stood up, grabbed a VD 2.0 from a bookshelf stuffed with everything except books, and walked out the door. Vivi(Anita) followed behind her, not bothering with clothes either since her parents usually didn’t get home for another half hour.

Besides, it was only a short six step trip to Vivi’s bedroom, and as they entered, they saw a familiar enough site of Vivi’s body playing a game on her set-up. One with a high end PC, a shelf of consoles, and two monitors. One of which depicted a bunch of wireframe models, bright pulsating colors, and flashy explosion effects. 

Anita(Gem) didn’t recognize it, but based on these features, and its 4:3 aspect ratio, Vivi(Anita) immediately recognized this as 2001’s Rez. A highly acclaimed rhythm game experience that was brushed aside by simpletons who failed to recognize its design brilliance during its initial release. However, this was not the basically objectively better HD version for Xbox 360. This was the PS2 version! It was an odd choice… but there was one feature this version had that the later one lacked… The Rez Trance Vibrator. 

Vivi(Anita) ran into the room, and her suspicions were confirmed. Gem(Vivi) had headphones on, was dressed in nothing but a camisole and panties, and aside from the controller in his hands, there was also another peripheral on his person… namely his crotch. A black rectangular vibrator that covered the entirety of his labia, and from the look of things, he was already soaking.

Gem(Vivi): “No time for a threesome! I’m in the zone!”

Vivi(Anita) then paused the game and pulled the headphones off his head, demanding his attention.

Anita(Gem): “Gem, we need Vivi’s body back. I am crazy horny, and I cannot fuck in your body! I don’t know why, but I just can’t!”

Gem(Vivi): “…Fear isn’t the mind killer, reality is. …But I suppose that is alright with—”

Before her friend could finish that thought, Anita(Gem) initiated the body swap, and found herself in Vivi’s body. Panties soaked, libido soaring, nipples hard as nails, and heart racing in the best way. She wasn’t just DTF, she was NTF! Need To Fuck!

Anita(Vivi): “Get on the bed, Vivi! Gem, I’m sorry, but—”

As Anita(Vivi) was telling off Gem, he was already putting the headphones back on and shoving the Rez Trance Vibrator up his butt. It didn’t seem like it was too big, as it was pretty damn thick but… somehow he managed to shove it in there, no lube or nothing.

Gem: “You two have a lovely time together. I’ll just be here, pleasuring myself, like a real Gamer!”

Vivi(Anita) and Anita(Vivi) rolled their eyes as their weird friend acted— shockingly— like a weirdo. They knew he would be quiet, but with him hogging Vivi’s bedroom, they scampered back to the guest room, with Anita(Vivi) stripping as she ran.

Once the door was shut behind them, the two body swapped girlfriends took a moment to look over each other. At themselves. And then down at their current selves.

Vivi(Anita): “I’ll ask again, are you sure about this?”

Anita(Vivi): “Can’t you see how wet I am? Just don’t pretend to be me, or any of that shit. Be yourself… and I’ll be myself.”

Vivi(Anita): “Nuh-uh. You don’t think I’m going to let the opportunity to top you pass me by, do you?”

Before Anita(Vivi) could retort, her girlfriend was already looming over her. Rather than filling her with a sense of dread, as she would expect after what happened last time in this body… it did the opposite. She looked at the soft, loving smile on Vivi(Anita)’s face, confident yet filled with compassion. Through expression alone, Anita(Vivi) knew what was in store for her if she went with her girlfriend’s plan. She not only wanted it… she needed it.

Anita(Vivi): “Iwantyoutotopme!“

Vivi(Anita): “Heh. Good girl.“

Anita(Vivi) was rewarded with a hand against her breasts, brushing past her unusually expansive areolas, before clenching her nipples with a pinch that wasn’t too soft, or too hard. It was exactly what this body wanted. She squeaked out a quiet ‘thank you.’ With a chuckle, Vivi(Anita) lowered herself, resting on her legs as she spread her partner’s legs open, lapping her brown lips as she saw just how much prep work Gem did in this body.

She bent her head downward, stuck out her tongue, and shut her eyes, relying on her intimate familiarity with this body to suss out the weakest links, using Anita(Vivi)’s moans to judge her performance. In a sense, Vivi(Anita) was just tasting herself, was just listening to herself. It should have been familiar, but for every bit of herself, there was more than a dash of Anita. Though it was Anita using her original body’s voice, her inflection was the same, her verbiage and the pronunciation of the sounds she made were identical. And as for the taste, she had already proven that taste lied with the body, and she immediately understood what Anita saw in her ‘precious little pussy.’

The slight acidic quality gave it a kick, something that danced on the tongue until swallowed, and carried with it a pungent aroma that only made her want to try bringing her newly shaped nose in on the action. …But that seemed like a bit much for the first night.

It did not take Anita(Vivi) long before she finished, drizzling a burst onto Vivi(Anita)’s tongue, and spurring her to raise her head up. The two shared a smile, but as Anita(Vivi) propped herself up for her turn, she was gently pushed back to the bed.

Vivi(Anita): “I know you always thought it was stupid… but I’m in charge tonight, and if I want it, we’re doing it.”

Anita(Vivi): “Oh goodness… Just… let me touch whatever I want, because I—”

Vivi(Anita): “Of course, dear. You know this body well. You make it feel good… and I’ll make you feel even better.”

Vivi(Anita) followed up her declaration by adjusting herself in bed, spreading her limbs around Anita(Vivi) as she spun 180 degrees. Anita(Vivi) looked up at her original body’s vagina, her vulva already wet enough that a drop landed on her face. Despite everything, she was nervous, but at the very least, she was going to try, damn it!

Nudging herself up and craning her neck, Anita(Vivi) placed her tongue into her girlfriend, only to pause as she was met with a bitter flavor. Not too sharp, but enough to cause her to stagger as she made contact. Half a moment of hesitation filled her body as she realized how freaking weird this all was, but the more her tongue lingered, the more she found the taste… enticing to her new palate. Enough for her to smile as she shut her eyes and dug in.

Anita(Vivi) would be hesitant to admit that she didn’t know the myriad folds and complexities of sex as well as her partner. She was the sort of girl who preferred the art of vigorous rubbing over penetration. However, much like her partner, she dived into her true sex with eyes shut, relying on texture and audio cues to guide her as she slid her tongue up, down, and all around. She could tell she was making progress, finding a groove, and with every passing second, it seemed to get just a little bit more moist.

With this newfound confidence, Anita(Vivi) shifted to the next phase. Anita had a love-hate relationship with her original body’s nipples, for they had a nasty habit of getting stimulated at the worst times. She had to learn the difference between a good touch and bad touch from a young age, and with these precise, slightly sweaty, hands, she was determined to show this to Vivi(Anita).

Anita(Vivi) brought her tiny hands to her original body’s breasts, using her short nails to dig into its areolas ever so slightly. For Vivi(Anita), it was like a jolt being fired directly into her spine. It felt amazing… but she was supposed to be the top, and swiftly planned her counterattack. Staring at Anita(Vivi), Vivi(Anita) wet a finger with her mouth. Her target? Just a few centimeters beyond Anita(Vivi)’s sopping wet pussy. A cute little puckered hole, unprotected and practically begging for some attention. A part of her urged patience, and to move gradually… but that part was practically silent next to the part that wanted to go all in.

Vivi(Anita) thrust her index finger into Anita(Vivi)’s anus, and was immediately met with a reaction.

Anita(Vivi): “KYAAAAA!!!”

This was followed by another orgasm, mostly landing on her stomach.

Vivi(Anita) couldn’t help but laugh as she achieved this triumph… only for the pressure to return to her breasts, this time rougher. Rough enough that Anita(Vivi) thought it would cause her partner some pain. Instead, she performed like an erotic actress, and when combined with the tongue running deep within her, she could not contain herself anymore. 

A small drizzle discharged onto Anita(Vivi)’s face, nearly blinding her as she slowly opened her eyes. They stared for a moment… before Anita(Vivi) leaned up for the kiss.

Vivi(Anita): “Was it good for you?”

Anita(Vivi): “W-We’ll need to do that again. Definitely. …But I think that’s it for me. This body… still doesn’t have much stamina, and with Gem—”

Vivi(Anita): “As if you need to explain this to me. I could keep going, but I think I’d rather try my hand at being big spoon.”

Anita(Vivi): “…Is that comfortable for you? I don’t know about having boobs against my back but—”

Vivi(Anita): “Trust me, you’ll find it more than comfortable.”

Even in each other’s bodies, their love for each other still burned bright. …Though, perhaps, in a different hue. Their first time like this was impulsive and hectic, though the same was true for when they first laid together as a couple of confused and unsure teens.

Satisfied and eager for where this new world of potential would take them, they shared another kiss before shutting off the lights. Even with their bodies wet in multiple different juices, they laid in the bed as they were, wrapped in a light sheet, and eager to go to sleep. Vivi(Anita) had no issue leaving the conscious world, her arms wrapped around her original body’s chest. Though, Anita(Vivi) was none too lucky. While physically comfortable, her mind was left buzzing with uncertainty? Why wasn’t she able to fuck her body while inside Gem’s? Was there something wrong with her? …And if so, how could she get over it and fix it? Because she wanted to at least try having sex with Vivi using a penis.

Unfortunately, few people ever reach such revelations before going to sleep, and Anita(Vivi) was no exception. Even with her mind fraught and focused, they quickly grew loose and fragmentary before, finally, she left the waking world.

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Verde’s Doohickey 2.0 Main Page

Act 1: SwitchY Swap
May 16th: Prom Pomf Pomf Preview
May 29th: Enter Verde’s Doohickey 2.0
May 30th: Let’s Get Swappin’
May 31st: Flare Family Fiasco
June 1st: Graduation Day
June 2nd: The Kurokawa ‘Sisters’
June 3rd: My Day As Zoe Xing
June 4th: Love in Seoul
June 5th: Sister Mother and Sister Daughter
June 6th: Back 2.0 Basics
June 7th: Assembling the Posse
June 8th: Anita Neukar in… Vivi Gaimz
June 9th: Mother Daughter Heart-2.0-Heart
June 10th: Daisuke and Paz in… Wacked Up Wednesday
June 11th: VAG Swap
June 12th: Terra’s Tomorrow
June 13th: Haruki’s Birthday Bash

Act 2: CHAOTIC CHANGES
June 14th: Jade and the Kuro Abigale Quinlans
June 15th: Aku_Mako’s E3 2015 Rundown – Day Zero
June 16th: Transform Sex Power
June 17th: Erotic Blitz
June 18th: An Evening At The Local Water Park
June 19th: Date Night Cubed
June 20th: Chicago Diamond Symphonia
June 21st: The Father’s Day Resurrection Special
June 22nd: Nazz and Liang Do Flare Industries
June 23rd: The Kurokawa Family Visits the Museum of Science and Industry
June 24th: Whatever Happened to… Yuccot Kikansky?
June 25th: A World Where The Gamers Won
June 26th: Bond Xing
June 27th: SSS – Sizzling Sexual Summer
June 28th: Lesbians 2.0 Gay Boys
June 29th: Caroline and Raiyne’s Cabin Logs