Rebecca smiled to see Kory and Glenn standing side by side.  She stretched and yawned.  “So.  How long was I gone for?”

“A week,” admitted Glenn, glancing over at Kory with a shy smile.  “We got a little distracted.”

“Kory?” asked Rebecca.

“We came to an agreement.  I can edit his bottom half however I like.  He hasn’t been male down there once.”

Rebecca laughed.  “Okay, I can see how that would work for you.  I’m not sure it does for me, though.  I haven’t fucked him as a proper guy in... geez, how long has it been?”

“Two months.”

“Only two months?  Feels like it has been four years since I got the pen.  Kory, would you mind if I edited his lower half back to male?”

The other two shared a glance.  “By the terms of the agreement...” Glenn started hesitantly, “it’s Kory who gets to control that bit.  She should do it.”

Kory shook her head.  “Won’t.  Sorry babe.”

“What about his upper half?  Who gets to control that?  I notice he’s got a nice rack.”  Rebecca leered at Glenn then giggled as he started to blush.  “Aww, sweetie.  You look so cute like this.  I like it.  Which... gives me a wicked idea.  As I understand it, I get to draw Kory however I like, right?”

Kory nodded.  “Right.”

“And you get to draw Glenn however you like.”

“Mostly,” said Glenn.  “Bottom half whatever she wants, top half she has to ask.  So I guess we could generalize that to top half, either of you can ask.”

Kory nodded.  “Seems fair.  But there’s a piece missing...”

Rebecca nodded.  “So to close the cycle, Glenn gets to decide what to make of me.”

“But I can’t draw!” protested Glenn.  “If you want bigger boobs or tentacles, I can manage.  The rest... not so much.  I’d need to have an artist on call.”  He looked over to Kory with a grin.  “So you get to draw her... but into whatever I ask.”

Kory contemplated that with a growing grin.  “And I get to twist your words like an evil genie if I like?  You say ‘give her a cock’, and I draw a rooster’s head somewhere?”

Glenn sighed softly.  “Can we not do that?  If I promise to give you free rein some of the time, can you promise to make a good faith effort when I ask for something specific?”

Kory rolled the barrel of the pen between her fingers.  “I think I can work with that.  So what’s your first wish?”

Glenn laughed.  “The one you suggested.  But not the bird, the actual thing.”

Kory made a face.  “Bleh.  Can I make it pretty?”

“Sure,” agreed Glenn.  “I’m curious as to what you’ll come up with, now.”

Kory nodded slowly.  “Okay.  I think I can do this.  Just... Becks, promise you won’t...”

“Oh, Kory,” sighed Rebecca.  “Do you really think so little of me?”

Kory shook her head frantically.  “No!  Gods no, I love you so much, I just...  Sorry, I thought I could do this, but I can’t.”

“Then don’t,” said Glenn.  “I rescind my request.”

“That’s not fair,” protested Kory.  “I know you were looking forward to... that.”  She drew the erasing glyph in her hand, but before she could press it, Glenn grabbed her wrist.

“No.  Please stay.  We’ll figure something out.”

Kory stared down at Glenn’s hand on hers, her breathing growing increasingly ragged.  Glenn winced, and let go.  “Shit.  Sorry.  That’s...  Look, just... erase my hands or something, okay?  Whatever makes you feel safe.”

Kory nodded, and a moment later Glenn’s hands had vanished to the erasing blade of the pen.  “Thanks,” she murmured.  “That helps.”

“You liked him well enough when he was nothing but a cock,” mused Rebecca.  “Would armless be enough?”

Kory looked to Glenn.  “I have to ask permission, but I want to try.  Please?”

Glenn grinned back at her.  “Hey, I’m game for anything.  If it’ll get me any kind of cock, you can change my top half however you want.”

His arms were gone in a flash, and then Kory leaned in closer.  “Are you sure about that anything?”

Glenn nodded, grin still firmly in place.  The pen flicked out toward his face, and in moments Kory had redrawn it, and had started working down his neck.  Glen wriggled his nose cutely, then his lips.  “I’m still... woah!  What’d you do to my voice?”

“Made you all femme,” Kory said with a big grin as she finished redrawing his belly.  “Been wanting to do that ever since you let me give you boobs.”

“Am I pretty?”

Rebecca giggled.  “You’ve been a girl for less than a minute, and that’s your first question?  C’mon.”  She wrapped an arm around Glenn’s empty shoulders and escorted him to the mirror in the bathroom.

Glenn gasped softly.  “Oh my God.  I’m beautiful!  Thanks, Kory.”  He turned to give her a big hug, but the lack of arms turned it into more of a chestbump instead.

Kory laughed, and steadied him.  “Not the reaction I expected, to be honest.  You like this?”

Glenn smiled at her warmly.  “Oh yeah.  You can make me pretty any time.  I’ll even go so far as to say you have blanket permission to change all of me however and whenever you like, just like Becks has for you.”

“Does that mean I don’t have to ruin the look by giving you a cock, then?”

“You promised!” exclaimed Rebecca.  “You’ve turned my boyfriend into a girl, and I’m good with that.  But I haven’t been plowed properly in aaages.”  Her voice trailed off in a whine.

Kory sighed overdramatically.  “Fine.  C’mon, back to the bedroom.”  She made Glenn lie down on the bed and close his eyes, then started to draw.

Before long, Rebecca started giggling.  “What are you doing?”

“What I said I would, draw your sweetie a ... why, what’s wrong?”

Rebecca was pointing and laughing.  “I knew you grew up on a horse farm, but... have you seriously never seen a guy’s penis before?  They like to claim they’re hung like a horse, but they’re not.”

Kory shook her head.  “I thought...”

“Not even any porn?” asked Glenn.  He craned his neck to get a look, but couldn’t lever himself up on his missing arms.

“Never went for that kind of porn,” replied Kory.

“But you’ve seen his junk when I erased him down to just a cock!” protested Rebecca.

“I thought you were being creative.  And... considerate.  Should I change him back?”

Rebecca’s grin got wider.  “Nah.  If this isn’t making you twitch, go crazy!”

“Hey!” protested Glenn.  Then after a moment’s thought he added, “No, wait, that sounds like fun.”

Kory giggled madly as she worked, drawing longer, wider and weirder than before.  There were extra knobbly bits.  The whole thing divided into two halfway up, then merged back together again at the tip.  She finished with a flourish, then grinned widely.  “There!  Something amazing for you two to play with.”

“It’ll never fit,” sighed Rebecca.  “But I want to try...  Please?”

Kory lifted an eyebrow.  “Please what?  I don’t get to decide your form.  Glenn does.”

Glenn was staring at what he could see of his new attachment, and it took a few calls from Rebecca to get his attention.  “Oh!  Right.  Kory, could you be a sweetie and change Rebecca so she’s... compatible?”

Kory clasped her hands together and bowed to Glenn.  “It shall be as you wish, sahib.”

Rebecca and Glenn both giggled at the act, then Rebecca started to moan as she felt her insides reshape at the pen’s touch.  When Kory was done Rebecca didn’t look overtly changed, but every breath she took shifted her lungs against the cavern inside her, and it took a minute for Rebecca to get a semblance of control.  “You are a wicked, wonderful woman.  Will you stay and watch?”

Kory shuddered, and then bit her lip.  She pressed the pen into Rebecca’s hands.  “Make me.”

“Hm?”

“Use it on me, turn me into something that has to stay, and watch, and not complain or look away.”

Rebecca licked her lips.  “I can do that.  Are you sure?”

“No.  Do it anyway.”

“As you wish.”  The blade of the pen flicked out, and Kory’s body vanished.  Her head started to fall, but Rebecca scooped it out of the air before it got far.  A few pen-strokes created a tripod to support Kory’s head, and Rebecca drew a matching mount on the base of Kory’s neck.  “Now you can watch.”

“But I can still close my eyes,” murmured Kory.

Rebecca waggled her eyebrows.  “Not for long, little one.”  A circular pen-stroke over Kory’s face replaced her eyes with a camera lens, and a few more lines turned her head into a metallic box.

“She’s a video camera?” gasped Glenn.  “I didn’t even think that could work.”

Rebecca tapped a button, and a red light lit up.  “And she can record, too.”   She set the pen aside, and slunk toward Glenn where he was lying on the bed.  “Let’s give her a show she’ll never forget.”

*** *** ***

Rebecca checked the cables between the video camera and the TV for the third time.  “It’s all connected right, why won’t the video play?  It plays on Kory’s preview screen just fine.”

Glenn shrugged his still armless shoulders.  “Maybe the signal isn’t in the right format?  Do you know how any of that works?”

Rebecca winced.  “No.  This was a stupid idea.  I just want to save the recording, it was so hot...”

Glenn blushed.  “Yeah.  Never done that before, it’s... weird.  Seeing yourself like that.  Especially when you sound like yourself, but look like someone else.  Maybe you could draw the preview screen bigger?”

“Oooh, good idea.”  Rebecca set to work with the pen, making the video recorder as big as the TV.  “I still want a recording.”

“Point your phone at it while we watch it again.”

Rebecca propped her phone up with a couple of books, then sat beside her sweetie to watch the video yet again.  “God, it still looks like you’re going to split me in two.  I can see the tip moving between my boobs!”  She put her hand to her chest, squirming in sympathetic arousal.

Before long, the two of them were busy recreating the video right there on the couch.  Glenn’s endurance (or rather, the blood flow required for his new oversized anatomy) wasn’t quite up to the task of another go-round so soon, and they stopped when the video ended.

“You’ve got your copy.  You should draw her back.”

“She likes being an object,” protested Rebecca.  “And she’ll want to get rid of your... thingy.”

Glenn snorted.  “We do need a name for it.  Cock is so inadequate.  But that’s part of the point.  She said she never watched that kind of porn before, and now she has been in the front row seat for how long?”

Rebecca winced, and quickly sketched a glyph of restoration on the camera-turned-TV.  One tap later, a quivering Kory tumbled into existence.  She promptly curled up in a little ball on the floor.

“Kory?” asked Rebecca worriedly.  “Are you okay?”

Kory shook her head violently.

Rebecca cursed, and went to her knees beside her friend.  “What’s wrong?”

“Felt everything.”

“What?”  Rebecca’s face went white.  “I just thought you’d... see it all.  See it’s...  Oh, Kory.”

Kory spoke in a low monotone.  “When you played it that second time.  First was okay.  Distant.  But then...  It was like I was there.  Couldn’t do anything.  Couldn’t stop it.”

Glenn groaned in disappointment.  “I’m sorry too.  The big tv thing was my idea.  We just wanted to see.  Is there anything we can do?”

Rebecca glared at him.  “You’ve done enough.”

“I’ll do anything.  Erase me if it helps.”

“Glenn!”

Undeterred by Rebecca’s tone of voice, Glenn forged ahead.  “Or turn yourself into a guy, and take it out on me.”

Rebecca covered her eyes.  Kory’s head snapped up and her gaze locked onto Glenn’s.  “Are you serious?” she asked, angrily.  “You’d let me... rape you?”

Glenn snorted.  “Wouldn’t be rape if I’m willing.”

Rebecca looked back and forth between the two of them.  “What?  You want me to give Kory a cock?”

“Whole package, I think,” offered Glenn, watching Kory’s reaction.  “Muscles and all that.  Though I think she’d like to keep her breasts.  I’m afraid you’ve infected me with your tastes, Kory.  I like my lovers to have boobs.”

Kory uncurled, sitting up then pushing up to her feet.  She strode over to Glenn.  “I could make you helpless.  Get rid of your legs, too.  Your head, so you can’t protest.”

“Is that what you really want?”

Kory hesitated, then gestured for the pen.  Rebecca handed it to her, and a quick slash with the blade erased everything below Glenn’s bellybutton.  “I don’t know yet.  I want to try.”

The blade hesitated by Glenn’s neck.  He looked at it, then back up at Kory.  “I haven’t withdrawn my permission.  Make of me what you wish.  Just...”

“What?”

“Make me sexy.”

Kory chuckled.  “Always.”  A moment later, Glenn’s head vanished.

Kory took a moment to draw Glenn some curvy feminine hips, then tossed the pen to Rebecca.  “Your turn.”

Rebecca caught it, and turned it over in her hands.  “You want just the package, or the full body?”

“Up to you.  Do you want to see me as a big muscle-bound hunk of a guy?”

Rebecca’s grin was answer enough, though her work with the pen punctuated it.  A few minutes later, Kory was a vision of masculinity.

Kory chuckled deeply as she saw how Rebecca was looking at her.  “Falling in love with your creation already?”

“Long ago,” Rebecca said with a tender smile.  “Now go have your fun.  I’ll record it for posterity.”

A few minutes later Kory rolled off of Glenn’s torso with a petulant sigh.  “This isn’t working.”

Rebecca left her phone recording, and snuggled up in bed behind Kory.  She brushed a hand over Kory’s hips and took hold of what she found there.  “I don’t know, it seems to be working to me.”

“But... I...  Oh god that feels good.  What the hell are you doing to me?”  Kory’s breath grew ragged, then her hips bucked as she spurted.

Rebecca nuzzled up against Kory’s cheek.  “A willing participant makes all the difference,” she murmured.  “That, and you have no idea how a male body works, do you?”

“Guilty as charged,” sighed Kory.  She turned to face Rebecca, and leaned back against the human pillow behind her.  “This is all so weird.”

Rebecca giggled.  “And turning into a video camera wasn’t?”

“Video cameras don’t need to do anything.  Guys need to...  Uh...”  Kory sighed again.  “I want to do this right.  Glenn wanted this, didn’t he?”

“I think Glenn’s more of a she or an it by now,” teased Rebecca with a grin.  “She was positively eager.  But without a head or limbs, it’s hard to show it.”

“Still,” mused Kory.  “She wasn’t... reluctant.  And I can feel her wriggling under me, she’s... hey!”  Kory’s ‘pillow’ was rubbing its bits against her thigh, making its interests clear.

Rebecca giggled, and nudged Kory toward the disembodied torso.  “Then you should give her what she wants.”

“I don’t know how,” admitted Kory.  “I know it sounds crazy, but... can you show me?”

Rebecca kissed Kory on the cheek.  “It sounds lovely.”

Rebecca guided Kory with touches and words, stroking here, encouraging there.  As Kory started to get into a rhythm, she called out encouraging cries as if she were in Glenn’s place.

When Kory roared through a crashing climax, Rebecca was right beside the two of them, one hand on Kory’s back, the other on Glenn’s neck-stump.  She felt the reaction shudder through the both of them, and smiled.

Kory slipped off of Glenn and into Rebecca’s arms.  “That was...  It was...”

Rebecca kissed her.  “It was beautiful.”

Kory giggled vaguely, her eyes having trouble finding Rebecca’s.  “You sound like you just... but you weren’t.  You just watched.”

Rebecca purred happily, stroking Kory’s face.  “Oh, love, I did far more than watch.  I love you two so much, seeing, feeling you two like that... mmm.  You make one fine, sexy man.  How do you feel?”

“Glowing.  Tired.”  Kory yawned hugely, and her eyes drifted closed.  “I love you,” she murmured as she tumbled in to sleep.

Rebecca pulled the duvet up over the two of them, smiling at them fondly, then snuggled in to spoon against Kory as she recovered her strength.  Before she knew it, Rebecca had dozed off as well.

Rebecca woke to feel a hard cock pressing against her thigh.  She opened her eyes to see Kory facing her, but her friend appeared to still be asleep.  A wriggle of her hips lined her up with Kory’s hardness, but when she tried to slip it inside, she still felt oddly hollow.

Kory’s eyes fluttered open.  “What are you...”  She wiggled her hips, then started to laugh.  “Still fitted for Glenn, are you?  No wonder I can’t feel much.”

Rebecca pouted.  “I want you.  Can I give you a giant...”

“No!” interjected Kory.  “This is big enough.  That thing Glenn had, hell no.”

“Then you’ll have to restore Glenn, so he can tell you to redraw me.”

Kory shook her head.  “I won’t turn him back into a guy.”

Rebecca chuckled.  “Only one guy in the house, and you’re it?  I think we can work with that.  Turn her into a girl, and take us both out to dinner.”

Kory nodded slowly, and turned the pen on the “pillow” behind her.  Before long she had legs and arms, and a head with a face that looked more like Rebecca’s than Glenn’s.  The biggest difference was the eyes.  Kory gave Glenn purple irises, and then added a stripe of hot pink through her blonde hair.

“Not quite my twin,” mused Rebecca.  “Why not?”

Kory laughed.  “I wanted to be able to tell you two apart.  No shenanigans.”

“Not even if I tell you to make her match me exactly?” asked Glenn.

“We could be stuck here all evening as I change you, then you get me to change her, and round and round.”

Glenn ceded the point, and soon she was conspiring with Rebecca over the contents of her closet, while Kory struggled to find anything of Glenn’s that fit his new physique.  In the end, he resorted to using the pen to retailor a few of Glenn’s pants and shirts.

Meanwhile, Glenn had discovered that Rebecca had not only two, but three of the exact same dress in three different colours, and they were debating over whether Rebecca would look prettier in the green one or the blue one.  Glenn was already wearing the red one when Kory stepped in.  “Wear the green one, it sets off your eyes the best.”

“As you wish,” smiled Rebecca.

Soon enough the two women were ready to go, one hanging off each of Kory’s arms.  He smiled from one to the other.  “A guy could get used to this.”

Glenn shared a look with Rebecca.  “So could this girl.”

They marched out of the apartment arm in arm.