Raveled 4
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Tess and Jess were having fun with Tess' magic ribbon, using it to 'borrow' each other's parts.  Adding a little alcohol to mess up memory made for entertaining pranks.  Tess had demonstrated that she was the more creative of the two.  Jess was about to show that she was more thorough.

The week after Tess stole Jess' hefty breasts for half of Saturday, Jess took some time planning her revenge.  First, she snooped through Tess' bra drawer, and found three bras with room for bigger padded inserts.  One night when Tess was out with Don, Jess used the magic ribbon to ribbonize her breasts, to test the fit of the bras, and figure the size of the inserts required.

Thursday, after getting the inserts ready, Jess made sure all Tess' other bras were in the wash.  (Her weekly chores included doing most of the laundry.  Tess did most of the cooking, and Don washed dishes and 'carried heavy stuff'.)

So on Friday night, after a bit of dancing at Tess' favourite club, they ended up back at the apartment.  With Jess pouring drinks, Tess was soon pleasantly drunk and giggly.  Jess played along, acting almost as drunk despite the fact her drinks were non-alcoholic.

Once Tess was in bed, and soundly asleep, Jess went through her bra drawer and added the inserts to the remaining bras.  Next, the ribbon came out.  Jess had practiced this step on her own breasts a few times, but Tess' were smaller.  Jess blushed the entire time, but soon she had two little ribbons in her hands.  She tied them off so they wouldn't reform, then tucked them into her bra drawer.

In the morning, Jess put on her best innocent face and poured coffee for her slightly hung-over friend.  As far as she could tell, Tess had no idea what she'd done.  Jess had to hide in her room to keep her giggles from spoiling the whole thing.

Once Tess had left, Jess emerged from her room and spent the day studying.  She was glad she'd made the move to the apartment.  Studying at home was nearly impossible with her little brothers around.  Don and Tess' occasional tumultuous arguments and makeup sex weren't nearly as annoying.

Late in the evening, after Jess had put the books away and enjoyed a quiet dinner, Tess barged into the apartment.  Her hair was a mess and her clothes little better.  "You scoundrel!" She yelled.  "You stole my breasts!"

Jess laughed, but stopped when she saw the look on Tess' face.  The other girl looked near to tears.

"It's not funny!  Don and I were making out in his car.  He said my breasts seemed smaller, and I accused him of remembering yours.  He got snarky, and said I was stuffing my bras even more than normal.  He clued in before I did and swore a blue streak at that ribbon.  Then he kicked me out of his car.  I had to walk home!"

Jess hugged her friend tight.  "Oh Tess, I'm so sorry.  I didn't mean to break you two up."

"Huh?  Oh, nah.  The lunk just needs some cooling off time, he'll be back."

"Wait.  You'll take him back after that?"

Tess shrugged, burrowing into Jess' shoulder a bit.  "He's done worse." she mumbled.

"What?"  Jess' voice was icy.  "What did he do?"

Tess pulled back, and stared at Jess in surprise.  She'd never ever seen her friend this angry before.  Heck, she wasn't sure she'd ever seen Jess angry at all.  Jess had been teased mercilessly in high school when her breasts ballooned in the last year.  "Cow" had been the kindest name flung.  Tess had stuck by her through all that and Jess had never once shown anger, just a sort of cowering resignation.

Tess held up her hands defensively.  "Look, it was nothing, really.  I'm fine."

Jess looked ready to spit nails.

"Just calm down.  Don't do something rash.  The way you're acting, I'm worried I'll wake up next to a pile of ribbon."

Jess' expression softened to something approximating a smile.  "Nah.  I'd just ribbonize his tackle.  Maybe keep it as a trophy."

Tess snorted.  "God.  Can you imagine the hissy fit he'd throw?"

Both girls broke down giggling.  They were still snickering when Dan came home, and the sight of him set them going again.  That did nothing for his mood, and he slammed the door to the bedroom so hard the dishes in the kitchen cupboard rattled.

Tess sighed and got up.  "I'd better go calm him down."

Jess grabbed her arm.  "You might want your breasts back, first."  She pulled two bundles of ribbon out of their hiding spot in her bra.

"Way to make me feel inadequate, Jugs.  My breasts, lost in your cups... kinda sweet when I think about it, though."

Jess blushed a bit.  "I wanted them to be safe."  She blushed a lot more when Tess stripped to her waist.  Still, she couldn't look away from her handiwork.  Tess' torso was so smooth and streamlined like this.  She could never be mistaken for a guy, even a very androgynous one.  Still... Jess found the look attractive.

Tess was busy untying the ribbons like little gifts, and grinning like a kid at Christmas.  "Breasts!  I have breasts!  This is so cool..."

Tess put her presents on, and danced around Jess topless.  Jess blushed even more brightly.  Tess went into the bedroom the same way, figuring Don at least would appreciate it.  She was back out inside a minute.

"He's packing!"  Tess cried.

"Wait... he's leaving?  Like for good?"

"Maybe.  I think so," Tess sniffed.

"After tonight, isn't that a good thing?"

"No!"

"Do you love him?"

"No."

"So?"

"Can you pay twice the rent you're paying now?"

"No.  Wait, he's paying half?  Why?"

"He's got a football scholarship."

"But he only plays for 30 seconds per game!"

"Do not mention that in front of him," Tess said, ruefully.  "But yeah.  Still pays the bills and then some."

"So that's all he is to you," asked Jess.  "A wallet and a car?"

"No!  He's... uh... decent in bed."  Tess noted lamely.

"Great."

"Look, I still want him around, and we need his share of the rent."

"Fine.  So... what are you going to do?"

"Remind him of the good side of the ribbon," Tess said, glancing significantly at Jess' chest.

"My breasts?"

Tess nodded.  "You agreed."

"Once per month," Jess admitted.

"So you won't have to again for a month."

"Fine," Jess conceded.  "Get the ribbon.  Can we do this in my room?"

Tess pulled the ribbon's box from behind her back.  "Sure."

Once safely in Jess' room, Jess started stripping her top off.  Tess mused, "We need to do this quickly.  I don't think Don will wait three hours."

"Two.  He likes silky flesh, as I recall."

"Still.  He'll probably be packed in an hour.  You know guys."

"Hm.  What if we just..."  Jess pulled her sock off, and sat on the edge of her bed.  "Do a band around my ankle, three times."

Tess shrugged, but followed the instructions.  The band turned silky on the first pass, and by the third a seam had shown.  Jess picked it apart at the seam, and yelped a bit as the ribbon unravelled - her foot fell right off.

"Now what?"

Jess tugged at the ribbon end experimentally.  It keept unravelling, well past her ankle.

"Um, Jess?"

"Sorry.  Just curious."  She put the foot down, pulled off her other sock, and slipped her right foot into her left.  It fit.

"Cool," breathed Tess.

Jess wrapped the leftover ribbon 'cuff' back up around her leg.  "Good as new."  Other than a silky-looking band, it was.  Jess tried putting weight on it.  "Feels pretty solid."

Tess gave Jess' foot a gentle tug.  "Nice.  Let's do your boobs."  She wound the ribbon up tight on the stick to get more control, and looped it thrice around Jess' right breast.

Jess giggled.  "That tickles!"

"Oh?  On me it feels really nice when I do this..."  She tugged the ribbon, causing Jess' breast to fall into her hands.

"Ooh.  Uh, yeah.  That too."  Jess squirmed a bit as Tess caressed her detached breast.  "Do you... ooh... need to do that?"

Tess grinned wickedly.  "I just want to be sure they're working.  Mine feel a bit out of place thanks to your earlier stunt."

Jess looked at her friend's chest, blushing anew at the reminder that they were both half naked.  "Just get on with it."

Tess moaned in pleasure as Jess' breast settled in place.  She composed herself quickly enough, and handled the other breast slightly more professionally.  Once she was done, she turned back and forth in front of Jess.  "How do I look?"

"Stacked.  Why do they look better on you?  That's not right."

Tess laughed.  "Because I know how to show off."  She jumped in place to make her new endowment bounce.

"Careful..." warned Jess.

Tess jumped again, and yelped in surprise as the breasts popped right off.  Jess was the one that cursed when they hit the floor, though.  "Ow!  I told you to be careful!"

"Sorry.  Um... how do I get around that?  Don would freak if that happened in front of him."

Jess tossed her a bra.  "This stays on for the next hour.  Maybe two."

Tess was already putting the breasts back in place.  She gratefully accepted Jess' help getting the bra on.  "You're a lifesaver.  Don't wait up."

Jess sighed as she watched Tess walk out with her bra and breasts.  "Where would I go, and what would I do?"  She looked at the ribbon lying beside her on the bed, and grinned.  Tess was right, unravelling had felt pretty good.

Jess waited until she heard the unmistakable sound of Tess and Don's makeup sex before she started experimenting.  Unravelling certain bits was a lot of fun.  The only problem was finding something to do during the hour until it reformed and could unravel again.

It took until Monday morning to get everything back to normal.  Don didn't object to Tess having 'big jugs' for most of Sunday, rather the opposite.

With Don placated, Friday nights fell into a routine at Tess, Don and Jess' apartment.  Before dinner, Tess and Jess would conspire in Jess' room, using the magic ribbon to silkify parts of their bodies that wouldn't show.

Tess would help Jess dress to the nines, and for one hour a week she would actually show off her amply-endowed figure.  Tess was sufficiently amused (and aroused) by having half her body transformed with Don none the wiser that she could ignore her boyfriend leering at her friend.  Mostly.

Once dinner was done, the ribbon would come out, and Don would leave, post haste.  He usually wouldn't be seen until late Saturday, if that.

Some nights, Tess could persuade Jess to go dancing for an hour - though only with one of her shapeless shirts over the sexy red top.  They danced together often enough that guys stopped hitting on them, to Jess' relief.  (She didn't think about why...)

If they didn't dance at a club, they'd dance at home instead.  Those nights, Jess would lose her arms for an hour or two.  She swore she could dance better without them, and Tess never argued the point.  She thought Jess looked better without them, too, but would never admit it out loud.

Tess often ran the ribbon over her whole body, twice.  She loved the silky feeling it gave her skin, and the hollowness made her already flexible body even more so.  She would become so light Jess could toss her through the air like a balloon.

Later, when they were both 'normal' again, the drinks came out.  Each week they alternated as to who poured drinks.  The other always got quite a bit more drunk as a result, and then it would be time for the ribbon-prank.

The first week after the blowup with Don, Tess backed off a bit.  She went easy on the booze in Jess' drink - not that you could tell from how giggly they both got.  There was no point in giving her a hangover.  After all, Tess had to concede Jess had won the 'how long until she notices' game.

Jess woke the next morning feeling remarkably good for a change.  She wiggled her fingers, counted her feet, and generally checked herself out.  Nothing?  That'd be dull.

Then she got out of bed and promptly fell on her face.  It took her three tries just to get used to standing, and she could only walk if she steadied herself against the bed or the wall.

Finally she made it out the bedroom door.  Tess was puttering in the kitchen.  She smiled at Jess and held out a coffee mug for her.

Jess walked forward unthinkingly, and pitched to the floor once again. "Damn it Tess, I need my toes back."

Tess frowned down at her friend, then came around to help her up.  She supported Jess to a chair.  "I'm sorry.  I honestly thought you'd get reflexes to let you walk."

Jess pondered that while she sipped coffee.  "I can feel my toes, and wiggle them.  What did you do?"

Tess offered her a shoebox.  Opening it revealed ten little wiggly things that a moment's reflection confirmed were toes.  The pinkies were separate, but the rest of the toes were connected.

"I originally was going to just take your little toes.  I figured you wouldn't miss them.  But we've done that.  So I went a bit more obvious."

Jess gratefully replaced her toes.  She drank another slug of coffee, then gingerly got out of her chair.  She took a step while holding the kitchen counter for support, than walked back and forth across the room without trouble.  "Yay!  I can walk again."

"No after-effects?"

Jess shook her head.  "I feel fine."

"How convenient.  I guess I can take the ribbon off the doorknob to let Don know it's safe to come in."

Jess and Tess both giggled at that.


The next Saturday, Tess stormed into the kitchen, eyes flashing.  She pointed at the blank space between her nose and chin, and mmmphed plaintively.

Jess giggled.  "Cat got your tongue?"

"Mmph!"

Jess put a finger to Tess' absent lips.  "Shh.  Let me have the moment."  She traced her finger over Tess' face.  "It's a strangely appealing look.  I like it."

"Mmph?"  Tess crossed her arms on her chest.

"OK, fine.  I'll get your lips."  Jess disappeared into her bedroom, and emerged with a familiar shoebox in her hands.  Tess' eyes crinkled in amusement when she noticed the holes punched in the lid.

"Thanks!" came from the box.  "Hey, I can talk.  Look at me, I'm throwing my voice!"

Jess giggled, and opened the box to show Tess' lips nestled inside.  "I'm glad you're seeing the humor of it."

Tess looked into the box and her lips curved into a wide grin.  "Oh, I see more than humor here."

Jess watched amusedly as Tess borrowed her armless coffee-drinking habits.  Her detached lips perched on the edge of the saucer, lapping away at the restorative drink.  Once Tess was done, she scooped up her lips and vanished back into her bedroom for an hour.

When Tess re-emerged, she was flushed and disheveled, but her lips were back in place.  "Thanks Jess.  That was a good one.  I'll return the favour, I think."

Jess laughed. "No fair warning me in advance."

Tess grinned wickedly.  "Oh, I think you'll still be surprised."


When Saturday morning rolled around, Jess was a little disappointed.  Her lips were still in place, as was her hair, her breasts, her hands, feet, fingers and toes.

Tess and Jess drank coffee together quietly.  Tess was watching her with a cat who got the cream look, so Jess knew something was up.  But what?

Tess snickered softly to herself when she saw Jess head to the bathroom.  She started counting down from five, and as she reached zero Jess' voice rang out.

"Tess!  Where are my bits, I need to peeeee!"

"In a box in your toy drawer," Tess called back.  "You'll know it when you see it."

Jesse came out of her bedroom clutching a box and red as a tomato.  Bold pink letters on the box declared it a "Personal Pocket Pussy Pal" and that it had "Perfect Petals" to "Pleasure Phalli."

"You... you..."

"Boxed your pussy like a sex toy, yes.  Open it!"

Jess lifted the lid to reveal an ultra-realistic pocket pussy - her own.  It was nestled in a shaped foam pocket.

"You put a lot of work into this," murmured Jess.

"I'm glad you didn't wreck it by peeing all over it."

Jess scooped out her pussy and dumped the box in Tess' hands. "Back in a bit!"

"Don't put it back on!" called Tess to her friend's retreating backside.

"Why not?"

"Trust me."

When Jess finally showed he face, she was cupping something carefully in her hands.  "OK, Tess.  Why did I go through this somewhat disturbing experience again?  Peeing with detached bits is unsanitary."

"Was it easy to clean up?" inquired Tess innocently.

"Yeah... that was kind of fun, er, I mean handy, running it under the tap."

"Imagine what else will be … handy."  Tess made lapping motions with her tongue.

"Tess!"

"What colour is that you're turning - chartreuse?"

Jess ran to her room.  Tess followed to the door, which got slammed in her face.  She called through it, "Get lots of practice, there's an exam later!"

"Tess!"

Jess stared down at the lump of flesh in her palm.  It was warm.  Touching it evoked familiar feelings from unfamiliar angles.  She'd never really had a good look at her bits before, and it would be a shame to pass up the chance.  Jess looked closer, closer... it was kind of pretty, int its own way.  Maybe she should get it waxed, she mused.  The hair seemed out of place.

Jess could feel her breath warm against her lips, and before she could chicken out she tried an experimental lick.  She shuddered with delight, almost dropping her treasure.

That would never do.  Jess lay down on her bed, put her pussy on her pillow, and started licking it in earnest.  Before long, her tongue found the spot she was probing for, and she cried out in ecstasy.

On the other side of the door, Tess could hear her friend's moans clearly.  She nodded in satisfaction, grinned, then went to raid her own toy box.

Jess was frustrated.  After the first orgasm, suddenly it felt like her bits had gone numb.   No matter how she licked, she felt nothing.  Eventually, she realized that her bits were stuck to the pillow.  She gave the pillow a shake, but that wasn't enough.

It took a good tug to get her bits free of the pillow.  The instant she did it, Jess yelped in surprise and some pain - her grip was very tight.

Jess put her pussy in her hand instead.  That worked much better, even if it felt oddly displaced once it attached.

Tess eventually had to drag Jess out of her room.