Pneuma’s 5th anniversary with her beloved Soma was quickly approaching, and she had bought what she believed to be the perfect gift for the occasion, skinsuits that could perfectly mask the wearer and turn them into something else. She had no clue how they worked, but she didn’t really care either, science was never her field of expertise anyway. She just hoped that Soma wasn’t too scared of them to try one on.
Pneuma spent the rest of her evening trying to get ahold of Dermcorp. They did have contact information on their somewhat outdated website, it was just incredibly hard to find, hidden behind multiple pages of the weird kinds of things they can make. Whoever designed this website clearly didn’t have the greatest sense of design. When she finally found their information, she sent them an email:
Hello Dermcorp,
I am Pneuma Visser, a recent customer of yours. I purchased a few suits from your company a little over a week ago, and they finally came in today. After using them for a little bit, I have to say, I am quite impressed. My parents are CEOs at some large corporations, and they’ve given me quite a lot of their money to do with what I want. I’ve been impressed with your products so far and would like to offer to give financial support to your company in the future, so that it can grow and produce even better products. Thank you for your time, and please consider my offer.
- Pneuma Visser
Finding their information took a while, and it was getting pretty late now, so Pneuma headed off to bed. She tried to sleep, tried really hard, but she just couldn’t. She was too excited. The skinsuits offered so much possibility, not just for sex - although that was likely going to be the primary use for them - but also for just experiencing life differently, she could see what life was like for someone of any walk of life.
Eventually she got up, sleep was impossible on a mind this excited. She walked over to the skinsuits. There was the Soma suit she had used earlier, now sitting, wrapped in a gift bag, with a cute little handmade card addressed to one Soma Alvheim. But there were the other packages, more suits she had gotten. Some were special ordered, but some were random, and she didn’t even know what they were yet.
“While I’d like to see what the other suits are, I want to be as surprised as Soma when we open them. That just leaves the suit of me and Soma to mess around with until tomorrow night, since the boxes aren’t labeled.”
She got an idea. She stretched her mouth wide, letting out her real head. She had left on the suit of herself to surprise Soma, but now she was taking it off to do something even better. Once she was out of the suit of herself, she walked over to the wrapped present of Soma’s suit, and put away the bag and paper it was wrapped in. She had a better way of presenting this gift. She laid the suit of herself on her bed, and took the suit of Soma, beginning to put it on. Stretching the urethral opening far wider than it looked like it ever should, she stuck her head inside, her shoulders following. From the outside, it looked like the penis slowly swallowed her like a really odd snake. After some rummaging around inside, she was able to get herself upright, and once again she was the spit and image of Soma.
“Ahh!” he squealed from the vertigo of growing a foot. “I hope I get used to this eventually.”
He looked in the mirror to make sure that everything was alright with the suit, and that nothing was bulging out weird or would in anyway ruin the illusion. After looking a bit at what was essentially his naked boyfriend - sight he’d seen plenty of times, but was still novel - he hugged himself. Hard.
“Ahh, I love you so much. Too bad you’re not actually here. But soon, we can share this all we want!”
The thought of sharing such an intimate gift was getting him hard, and he had to stop himself from jacking off.
“Not quite yet, I’m not done getting ready.”
The naked PneuSoma grabbed the Pneuma skin that was sitting on his bed.
“I wonder what it’s like getting in a suit that’s smaller than yourself. So far I’ve just gotten into my suit as myself, and into the Soma suit, but never a smaller one. Hopefully it’s not too uncomfortable.”
Deciding that going in the anus legs-first like last time was a little too much effort, considering how far the suit had to stretch to accommodate the upper body. He went in the mouth this time. Despite being the most obvious entrance, he had never actually gone in that way yet, only out, and wanted to see if it was any different from the others. He stretched the suit’s mouth open and stuck his legs inside, left first, then right. Since the distance was so great between the mouth and the legs - the whole height of Pneuma, after all - he had to bunch the suit up like a very peculiar pair of tights in order for the legs to get in the correct place. He then worked the suit up his body; an uncomfortable, yet painless feeling of compression slowly grew across his body. As the suit traversed his false skin, he felt his body shrink in size back to Pneuma’s normal stature. Once the skin swallowed him up, and a little bit of tweaking was done, Pneuma once again stood there, looking as if nothing at all was wrong with her, just the way she wanted it.
“Now, before, I thought that there was no benefit to wearing myself over Soma, but if I’m right about something, this might be a whole lot more fun.”
She reached down to her pussy, wet with moisture, and spread it wide. She plunged her other hand deep within, searching to find something… unusual within. At first, her search seemed to come up negative, the vaginal opening of the suit seemed to be functionally normal, ending with a uterus. All of it was far stretchier than normal, though, implying that far larger objects than normal could enter the opening. While intriguing, Pneuma decided this development could wait to be explored until later. Not one to give up so easily, since she was sure she found something on Dermcorp’s website about this, she tried once more, this time focusing on her target.
It worked.
A strange feeling entered her loins from the reverse direction, like getting fucked from the inside-out. She let out a moan, starting quiet, but growing in volume as Soma’s dick traversed its way through her vaginal opening. Eventually it broke free of its containment, flopping out in the open. It was quite erect from all the stimulation of Pneuma’s insides.
“Ah! So I can do it!”
She gave a large, stupid grin and began to experience the reward of her experimentation. While having a dick was still novel, she was able to stimulate it far better than her first time, due to the experience gained during that first attempt. She started with hesitant, gentle strokes; not wanting to end the fun all too soon.
“Ahhn. Ahh. Nnnn.”
While still jerking off, she stood up and walked over to her closet, rummaged around with her free hand, and found it: a bright pink dildo, matching the color of her hair. She set it on the floor, making sure the suction cup below the artificial set of balls was firmly attached to the hardwood flooring. She then slowly lowered herself onto it, filling up her asshole slowly. Her moans increased in intensity, and her dick throbbed a little at this. Recognizing the feeling of orgasm building up, she stopped jacking off for a little bit, to recover. Everything was in place now.
After recovering for a minute or two, she spoke aloud.
“So, it’s time to just go at it now, I suppose.”
She began by caressing her light pink nipple with her left hand, slowly causing it to stand erect with stimulation. Then, the jerking off resumed, more intense this time. Finally, she began to move herself up and down, feeling the fake dick in her ass move against her walls.
“Ohhhhhh!”
“Ahnnn!”
It all felt so good, the combination of her jerking her dick - which was also rubbing against the inside of her pussy - with her fondling her right tit and a dick in her ass. She soon found that she wasn’t able to take this much stimulation, and felt an orgasm building once again. This time, she didn’t stop it, and instead let it go to its full potential. She let out one last impressive moan as she came full force. Streams of semen came forth from her dick in a mighty display, covering the floor in a sticky mess.
“Dammit, I should’ve gotten some tissues or somethi- Ohhhhhh!”
She wasn’t done yet, as her pussy came shortly after her dick, causing a small portion of the floor under her to have a thin layer of cum, too.
After being consumed by the glory of a double-orgasm, she stood up, wiping the remaining vaginal fluids off of her legs, and taking the dildo off of the floor to go clean it and get some supplies to clean the rest of the room for the second time that night.
“God, this is all so exhilarating! Too bad it makes such a mess; I’ve got to find a way to either make less of a mess, or make it so I don’t have to clean as much.”
Upon cleaning up her room, she put on a clean pair of white underwear: a matching pair of panties and bra. She noticed how odd it was to wear underwear with a dick, a completely new experience for her. The huge bulge in front made it obvious she had a dick, and wanting to keep these suits a surprise, she made a note to look up how to tuck in the morning.
She tried once again to go to bed, and this time was able to fall asleep within a timely manner.
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She slept long and hard, waking up around noon. Thankfully it was a Saturday, so there were no classes to attend, and she could spend the whole day getting ready for a fantastic night with Soma.
After spending much of the day cleaning her apartment and getting everything ready for Soma to show up later in the day, Pneuma sat down at her laptop to browse some social media or do some other activity to burn time. To her surprise, Dermcorp had already responded to her earlier email.
Hello Ms. Visser,
Thank you so much for your offer for financial support! Dermcorp really only consists of three employees, myself included, so we could really use any sort of support to allow our business to grow. I’m glad to see your enjoying our products, and I hope you’re not getting up to too much trouble ;). I’m Oscar Kaufman, I’m pretty much in charge of everything that goes on here, including answering any inquiries we get, like yours, and please, just feel free to call me Oscar. We have a few new ideas planned to expand our line of products, and so we’d like to take up your financial support, so that we can better develop them. Glad to make your acquaintance, and I hope we can have a good business relationship going forward.
- Oscar Kaufman
Pneuma decided it would be nice to send an email in reply.
Oscar,
I’ll send you the first set of money soon, it will be a couple thousand dollars - not much, I know - just to see how well you manage your money. I hope you luck with your new ideas. And please, since you’re setting such a casual tone, just call me Pneuma. I’m looking forward to good business with you.
- Pneuma Visser
With that out of the way, Pneuma spent the rest of the day waiting for her date.
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Finally, at around 6:00, Soma arrived at Pneuma’s apartment. Pneuma was well prepared, wearing a little bit of makeup, a cute, light green dress with pleats that went down to a little above her knees, black socks that went up to her thighs, and she had her long, straight, pink hair tied in a ponytail. Her dick wasn’t noticeable at all, being tucked under a few layers of panties. Soma was prepared too, although he clearly didn’t spend as much time getting ready as she had. His mid-length, white hair was brushed back, and he wore a nice black long-sleeved shirt (although, it was untucked), with a matching black pair of dress pants, a nice black pair of slip-on shoes, and a dopey, but cute smile. Pneuma opened the door excitedly and rushed towards him, giving a big hug and a peck on the cheek, almost making him drop his present.
“Happy 5th Anniversary!!!!” they both cried out in joy.
“It’s not like you to dress up so nice, Soma,” Pneuma said. “I’m glad you put in some effort into your outfit for once.”
“Heh, thanks. I was hoping you’d appreciate it. You look wonderful, as usual. Here, I brought a present to celebrate the occasion.”
Pneuma took Soma’s present, and set it on the table, leading him into the apartment.
“I thought it’d be nice to save the presents until after dinner, so we can have fun for the rest of the night,” she said with a wink.
“Sure, if that’s what you want. Where would you like to go? There’s plenty of options.”
“You didn’t make a reservation? Nevermind, of course you wouldn’t. I have significantly more money, so it’s up to me to do that sort of thing, anyway. I’ll pay for tonight, too, how about that.”
“No, that’s not at all necessary, I’ve been saving up for tonight for a little while, we can go anywhere as long as it’s within reason.”
“Well, how about we go to that one Thai place, where we went on our first date?”
Soma blushed.
“I mean, sure, if that’s what you want, we can go there. It’s just not very nice, if that’s what you’re expecting.”
“I know what it’s like, I’ve been there too, silly! And yes, let’s go there, it may not be the nicest place, but it’s special, and that’s more than enough.”
They left Pneuma’s apartment, locked it up, and hopped in Soma’s car to go get a special dinner.
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A few hours later, they returned, appetites filled and ready to open their presents from each other. Pneuma unlocked and opened the door, letting Soma in first. They walked over to the table where the present for Pneuma sat.
“So, uhh, not to sound too rude, but where’s the present for me?” asked Soma.
“Don’t worry, it’s somewhere else, I’ll get it when it’s time for you to open your present.”
“Umm, okay,” said Soma, hardly reässured.
Pneuma opened her present. It was a personalized journal, in which Soma had documented the events of all of their dates since they began, and his sweet little thoughts on all of them.
“D’aww, this is so cute, Soma!” Pneuma exclaimed. “Thank you! I can’t believe you’ve been doing this this whole time and I never even noticed. It makes me feel a little bad about my present to you; it may be neat, but nowhere near as sweet.”
“Where is your gift anyway? Isn’t it time for me to open it now?”
“Just wait, you’re like an impatient little kid. It’s right here.”
She began to strip, lifting up her dress to take it off.
“What? Sex?” Soma questioned, puzzled. “Like, that’s great and all, but we can do that anytime, that’s not really an anniversary gift.”
“No, just wait, it’s not that.”
She lifted her dress up and over her head, taking it off. Now she stood there in her bra, panties, and socks. She lowered the multiple panties she had used to restrain her dick between her legs, letting her cock - a copy of Soma’s cock - flop free.
“What the fuck?!” Soma recoiled. “Since when have you had a dick? We had sex just like, last week, and you sure as hell didn’t have it then.”
“That’s not all, dear, there’s more!” She was having some fun with this.
She reached up to her head and spread her lips far wider than they should be able to, slowly revealing a copy of Soma’s face underneath, much to Soma’s shock and horror. Once she was done revealing her masked head, he spoke in a perfect copy of Soma’s voice.
“So, this is it, darling. Do you like it?”
Soma was speechless, a terrified visage inhabiting his own.
“Oh yeah, I suppose this is a lot to take in, a body double has been inside your girlfriend of five years. This was weird for me my first time without any kind of impersonation going on.”
PneuSoma stretched his lips wide, repeating the performance he had just done to reveal Pneuma underneath.
“See, it’s still me, I’ve been wearing us both all day!” she said, while tugging on her lips to show that there were no more layers.
“Uhh, what about this is a gift, exactly? Right now it seems like you just tried to get me into a hospital for some kind of paranoid insanity.”
“Oh yeah! This,” she said while stripping out of the rest of her underwear.
She pulled the Soma head back over her own, then took off her own skin, which was on top of her boyfriend’s. He presented the skin of his true self to his long-time boyfriend.
“Here, this is for you to put on!” he said.
“Uhh, thanks? Why though? Will it even fit? It looks too small for my body; after all, you are smaller than me.”
“It should fit fine, I’m currently just as tall as you, and I had no problems getting in it. And as for why, I thought it would be a fun way to spice up our lives, both in and out of the bedroom.”
“That’s awfully forward of you, which I appreciate, just… you could’ve revealed this in a way that didn’t give me a heart attack. Had I not just seen you take this off, I wouldn’t even have believed you that these things exist.”
“But, giving you a fright is part of the fun, isn’t it? Just put it on, and see what it’s like to be me.”
“Okay? Sure, do I just go in the mouth? That’s how you did it, right?”
“They said any orifice works, and having tested quite a few, it seems like that’s the case.”
“Okay, I’ll still just use the mouth, I’m not as adventurous as you are, as I’m sure you know by this point.”
Soma opened up the mouth of the Pneuma skin and stuck his legs in. He was surprised at how easily they went in, having basically no resistance from the suit at all. When he pulled the suit up to his crotch, he noticed something a little odd.
“Oh god, where’s my dick?!”
“It’s in there, don’t worry, from what I can tell, these suits don’t do anything negative to the wearer.”
“From what you can tell. That’s awfully reässuring,” he said sarcastically.
He poked and prodded his new pussy for a minute or two until his doppelgänger told him to keep going on. He apologized, citing that it was just a completely new experience for him. He worked the suit up his body, put his arms in, and finally brought the head over his own.
“Ahh! I’m short now!” she cried out.
“Oh come on, I’m like 5’2”, that’s not that short,” PneuSoma replied.
“I also have a weird weight on my chest and a hole in my crotch, this feels so goddamn odd!”
“Well yeah, you’re a girl now, things are going to be a little different. Now, since we’re each other now, how about we head to my bedroom to try out what we can do?”
“I mean, sure. I know we’re both bisexual, but I feel like this stretches that definition a bit, don’t you?”
“Does it bother you that much?”
“I guess not, I’m kinda excited to see what sex is like from a girl’s perspective, anyway.”
“Good, I’m excited too.”
They walked over to Pneuma’s bedroom, ready for a night of interesting pleasure.
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They walked over to Pneuma’s bed and sat down.
“Well, should we start slow, or just go right into things?” asked PneuSoma.
“Well, this is all new for me. Can we please just go little by little, if you don’t mind?”
“Sure, I wouldn’t want to make my special ‘girl’ uncomfortable, now would I?” he teased.
PneuSoma gave SoPneuma a passionate kiss, then began to slowly introduce her to the world of female pleasure.
“So, I figured we’d start with the breasts, since I’m sure that’s what you’re most excited about.”
He quickly began to roughly massage them, giving SoPneuma little time to process what he had just said.
“Ahh! Stop, they’re too sensitive for that!”
“So, you now know why I like you to go slowly with me, breasts are sensitive, especially the nipples, and it hurts when you get all rough with them. This should feel a lot better.”
PneuSoma began to slowly draw circles around SoPneuma’s left areola, feeling her nipple begin to get hard. He realized that her right nipple wasn’t getting any attention, and leaned forward to give it a light suck. This felt much better for SoPneuma, and she began to let out some light moaning.
After a little bit of breast play, PneuSoma decided it was time to move on to the other main erogenous zone, the labia and clit.
“So next, I’ll play around with your pussy; and don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”
He slowly split the labial lips and began to finger the inside of SoPneuma’s vaginal cavity. Her moaning resumed, as the new feeling of something foreign invading her crotch stimulated her into involuntarily letting out some breaths.
“So, while I’m sure that feels good, there’s another part to this that I’m sure you’ll appreciate, the clitoris. Think of it as an expressway to pleasure. It’s far more effective than either the breasts or just fumbling around in your vagina.”
He found her clit already somewhat erect due to the previous foreplay, and began to rub circles around it. SoPneuma let out a big moan, as the pleasure she felt greatly increased.
“Oh, more of that, please,” she asked.
“Sure thing, dear, if that’s what you want. In fact, I have something that might make it even better.”
He walked over to his closet and reached next to where the dildo from earlier was stored. She pulled out a vibrator.
“I’m sure you already know what this is, dear.”
She shyly nodded, a blush on her face.
PneuSoma walked over and turned it on, pressing the vibrator gently to the surface of her clitoris.
“Oh my goodness!” she cried out as soon as it touched skin, jolting back a little from the intense feeling.
“It feels good, doesn’t it? Just let it and me take care of you for a bit, love.”
He held the vibrator to her clit, while he resumed the breast play from earlier. SoPneuma could do nothing but sit there and experience the great pleasure that was emanating from her crotch and chest.
“Ahn, ahh! Nnng.”
Her moans increased as she was pleasured by her greatest love in the world. Slowly, a feeling like a bubble inside of her began to build, growing bigger and bigger by the second. As it grew, her breathing became more and more intense, and it soon felt like she couldn’t contain it within her any longer. She let out the largest moan yet,
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
She came, feeling her first female orgasm ever. The two of them sat together, SoPneuma enveloped in her the afterglow of an orgasm, and PneuSoma in the warm feeling of love and lust. Eventually SoPneuma spoke:
“That was incredible!”
“I’m glad you liked it, dear. Girls don’t have a refractory period like guys do, so we could keep going, if we wanted, but I’d like to move on, if that’s okay with you.”
She nodded gently in agreement.
“Now, I’ve shared the general keys to having a good time as a girl, do you have any for being a guy?”
“Oh, sure,” her cheeks reddened a little. “Well, there’s the… uhh… the… the prostate. It’s in your butt, and it feels good to massage it. It’s comparable to female pleasure, I suppose. It’s a slow build, but it results in some pretty wicked orgasms. The nipples are also an erogenous zone, although not nearly as much as on a girl. As I’m sure you’ve already found out, most of the pleasure in a guy is located in the dick. I’ve been circumcised, so I don’t have a foreskin, but I’ve heard that the foreskin feels pretty good and helps in lubrication and such. That’s all I know, after all, I’m not really a sex expert.”
“That’s plenty, thank you. I hope it’s not too much, but could you maybe give me a blowjob? I’ve heard they’re nice, and I have yet to feel one.”
“Oh, uhh, sure, since you did all *that* for me, then I suppose I should return the favor.”
She got on her knees before the bed, facing PneuSoma’s dick.
“So, I just take it in the mouth, right?”
She began to lick PneuSoma’s shaft, feeling it throbbing on her tongue. Once he was fully erect, she took his cock in her mouth, gently licking the glans. Once or twice her teeth accidentally touched the penis, and PneuSoma shuddered. She quickly apologized and kept going. She began to stroke his dick, giving a gentle handjob alongside the blowjob. This was an area she was much better acquainted with due to years of male masturbation, yet it was still different due to giving it to another person. She heard PneuSoma’s breathing get heavier, which instilled a strange sense of pride and love in her heart that she could give him such pleasure. Eventually she felt a stirring in his dick, and he jerked back.
“What? But you were almost there, my dude,” she said confusedly.
“Yeah, but I don’t want to blow my load just yet, I’d still like to experience sex from the male perspective, if you don’t mind.”
“Fine, I suppose that makes sense. Giving a blowjob wasn’t as bad as I thought, although I’m sure I was far from adequate at it.”
“Aww, don’t be so hard on yourself, it was good for your first time.”
“Thanks, I hope you mean it.”
“I do, dear.”
SoPneuma stood up, and tackled PneuSoma, laying on top of him on the bed, and planting a kiss on his face. He returned the kiss, and soon they were making out, exchanging hugs and kisses whilst rolling around, naked on the bed.
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After some minutes of unbridled passion between the two young lovers, PneuSoma brought up once more that he’d like to experience sex from the other side. SoPneuma agreed, thinking that it sounded like a good idea, and so they began to prepare for their second first time.
“Do you think we need protection?” SoPneuma asked.
“Umm, I’m not sure, I think the site might’ve said that the suits can’t get pregnant, but I’m not sure. I’ll go check.”
He went into the other room to look.
When he returned a few minutes later with an answer, he found SoPneuma sitting on the bed, massaging her clit with the vibrator, and rubbing circles around her nipple. He laughed, knowingly, and told the answer.
“So, according to Dermcorp, the suits can’t get pregnant. But, I still think we should use protection, just to make it more authentic - if you don’t mind.”
“Sure, why not?”
PneuSoma went to the closet once more, and dug around where he kept all of his sex-related objects. He pulled out a single, standard condom. He walked back over to the bed, where SoPneuma was still sitting, and opened it up.
“Would you like to do it, or should I?” he asked.
“I think you should do it, after all, it’s your dick, and I don’t think you’ve ever experienced putting one on before.” she teased back.
Deciding that was a good enough answer, PneuSoma put the condom on the head of his cock and began to roll it down the length of his shaft.
“Oh, it’s strange, and a little tight.” he remarked.
He jerked it up and down a little, noticing the difference between having the condom on, as opposed to before.
“You’ll get used to it, plus this was your idea anyway, right?”
“Yeah, I suppose so. Should we get started?”
“Of course!”
SoPneuma laid back on the bed, allowing PneuSoma to climb up and get into position. It took an embarrassingly long time for him to get his dick into her pussy, with him being too high or too low on multiple attempts. Eventually he got it in.
“Oh god, you feel so tight!” he exclaimed.
She moaned back, “Well, to me, you seem pretty big. I don’t know if all of that can fit inside.”
“Oh, it’s fit every time before, I don’t know why it wouldn’t now; you’re just not used to the feeling of a dick entering you.”
“Can you lift your legs a bit more, dear? I’m having a hard time getting in deeper.”
“Oh, I’m sorry, sure. Does this work?”
“Much better, thank you.”
He started to thrust in and out of her pussy, the feeling of a condom dulling the feeling in some sense, yet stimulating the whole shaft at the same time. It took a while, but they began to grind in unison, both feeling their heartbeat increasing and their breaths growing more intense. SoPneuma began to rub her clit and breast, while PneuSoma grabbed her by the sides, to be able to thrust more firmly. He lowered himself down to give her another quick peck, and she returned it.
“I love you so much, Pneuma.”
“I love you too, my dear Soma.”
“Happy anniversary!”
“Happy anniversary indeed!”
They began to reach their breaking point, with both of them getting ready to cum. PneuSoma, with his male libido came first, ejaculating into the condom inside of SoPneuma. He fell over exhausted onto her. She was almost there as well, and continued stimulating herself until she came just a short while after he did. PneuSoma got up and tossed away the used condom, then returned to the bed for some post-coital cuddling. They laid on the bed, cuddling together and talking about their wonderful time all these five years. It was getting late, and eventually SoPneuma said that she wished to go to bed. She began to take off her skinsuit, but PneuSoma intervened, persuading her to keep it on.
“How great would it be to stay as each other for a little longer, maybe live a day as one another?” he said.
“I mean, are you sure that’d be okay? I don’t know if we’d be able to impersonate each other very well, after all, my personality isn’t much like yours.”
“Hmm, very well. Stil, let’s stay as each other for a bit, just for fun. Plus, there’s more to my present.”
“Really?! Even more? What else is there?”
“You’ll just have to stay as me and find out in the morning,” he teased.
They got ready for bed and dressed in each other’s sleep clothes, underwear for them both. They eventually settled down in Pneuma’s bed, bodies squished together as they drifted off to sleep. A wonderful anniversary spent together was complete, and more fun awaited them in the morning. SoPneuma’s mind wandered, wondering what else his beloved could possibly have in store for the two of them.