Mark, now Melissa, was stuck on a double date with his Sister. He couldn't tell his date that he used to be a guy, or that he was there under duress. Thanks to Riley's magic he was stuck smiling and giggling at every stupid joke Nick made. But the worst thing about this date, aside from being a chick in a tight fitting dress, was that Riley compelled him to go along with everything. So when Riley started making comments about previous guys 'Melissa' had dated, Mark had to smile and nod along; every comment implanting false memories in his head.
"Mel is such a slut when you get some alcohol in her." Riley twisted the knife further. "Remember that guy you gave head to at Cabani? Wasn't he the bouncer or something?"
Another memory came to the surface of Mark's mind. He recalled sinking to his knees in the backroom of some nightclub. He recalled taking a hard cock in his hand and wrapping his lips around it. And he recalled letting the man cum all over his face. As soon as the memory faded from his head, he laughed and tried to change the subject. "Well we all have a past. But Riley is actually almost done with college, aren't you? What were you studying again?"
There was a small flicker of anger across Riley's face. "Oh it's boring stuff... Honestly, I wish I could have just dropped out like you did and did some modelling." Another memory surfaced. How Melissa's parents were disappointed in her for not going to college. How she worked as a waitress, waiting for her big break. And the chance to model for a designer clothing brand. "And I wish I had the confidence to do a nude shoot, like the one you did last summer!"
The memory twisted in Mark's mind. Instead of modelling for a fashion designer, he was now standing naked by a pool. A man snapped photos and instructed Mark on what to do. Mark recalled striking poses, cupping his breasts, spreading his legs as he gave the camera 'fuck-me' eyes.
"Full-frontal?" Riley's date scoffed. "How do you end up in that line of work?"
"I ummm-"
"Melissa used to date the photographer." Riley spoke over Mark, giving him a kick under the table. "Of course he wanted something in return, didn't he Melissa?"
Mark braced himself. The wink Riley gave him made it very clear what that deal was. And yet the memory didn't come. "Are you alright?" Nick asked.
"I'm fine... I just don't like reliving old memories..." Mark replied quietly.
"I understand. A lot of guys might be put of by a chick with some history." Nick gave a glare at his friend, before resting a hand on Mark's thigh. "But I think it's healthy for a woman to have a high libido."
It was sweet in a way. But Mark didn't feel particularly safe. He was in the belly of the beast. His body changed completely and now even his memories weren't safe. "Can we just drop it?" He found himself giggling at the end, still unable to wipe the smile from his face.
Nick nodded. The conversation steered away from Melissa for a bit. But still Mark was aware that things were changing inside his head. The various memories that Riley had implanted were growing on their own, as though thinking about them made them stronger. They started expanding.
Melissa was at the photo shoot. It was a little awkward at first posing for her ex, but she had to admit it was also kind of thrilling. She missed Josh, or at least his cock. As the photoshoot continued, she started to notice Josh had missed her too... or at least his cock did.
"That's a wrap." Josh smirked. "They're gonna love these shots."
"How ever shall I repay you?" Melissa kissed him, hand reaching for his crotch.
"Melissa!" The shout snapped Mark out of the memory. Everyone was looking at him. It was concerning how easily he fell into that daydream, how real it all felt. It was more concerning to see Riley looked equally worried.