Little black skirt (part 4)

The next morning, Leslie woke up to a startling discovery - the gorset was gone, but their bodies were still fused together.

Leslie sat up in bed and looked down at their intertwined bodies in shock. "What happened?" she whispered, her voice trembling. Beside her, Lilian's head was still asleep, breathing lightly. "And on top of that, with her, off all people." she added softly in disbelief.

She got up and walked over to the mirror and studied their reflection. She thought that just yesterday she was a beautiful brunette on the fast track to soon work as an independent salesperson. Today is a blonde monster with a second head. Touching her body and looking at it carefully she had to say that this monster has a beautiful body. If only she could get rid of Lillian.

For as long as she can remember, Lilian has been nothing but a nuisance. She took her colleagues from work, took her orders and took the bosses' praise that should have been for her. And recently, she was sure of it, she had replaced her stapler.

Her nerves just let go in the store, she couldn't let Lillian take one more thing from her life. This skirt belonged to her and only her.

When she looked at the cupboard by the door, she noticed the handcuffs. An idea popped into her head and she immediately began to put it into practice. Taking them with her, she returned to Lillian's bedroom. 

She walked over to the bed and cuffed Lillian's side to the frame. Making sure the handcuffs wouldn't come loose, she reached her hand to the opposite frame. Her whole body tensed suddenly and she heard Lillian's voice "What's going on?"

Then, quickly and with all her strength, she pulled the frame and pain shot through her stretching arms. Through gritted teeth Leslie said "I'm breaking free of you". 

After a moment, Leslie stopped pulling, and a small lump formed between their breasts. To Leslie's surprise, it turned out that her idea could work, she glanced briefly at the surprised and confused Lillian and gripped the frame again with all her strength and the stretching pain returned.

When she collapsed several seconds later, she looked at the almost fully formed new breast, and at a small gap a few centimeters above it. After staring for a while, she felt a tickle and looked up at Lillian in surprise.

Lillian said "I feel ticklish, isn't that an armpit?"

"Of course, I feel it too." Leslie assured.

"Then don't stop, keep going," Lillian said quickly.

"I know, it was my idea," she replied in disbelief. It seemed that Lillian was starting to steal even her ideas.

She saw that Lillian was trying to say something, so she pulled again with all her might, but after a few seconds there was little progress. She tried again, and again there was no effect, and on top of that she was completely exhausted.

"Give me a minute, I need to rest," Leslie said. She heard a soft huff from Lillian, but somehow she didn't care.

"Okay, take my handcuffs off and I'll try," Lillian said.

"You have a key on the nightstand next to your phone, take it off yourself"

"Genius, I need a second hand to get the keys"

"For now, the other hand is resting"

Lillian began to take control of the other side of her body, which Leslie immediately sensed. Without a second to react, she was thrown over Lillian's side, her face landing in the pillow and her foot on the floor.

She felt the key to the handcuffs in her hand, and then she began to take control herself. She sensed that Lillian was holding her hand very strongly, so she decided to approach her from the other side, taking over her chained hand. She acted by surprise and it didn't last long. She slapped Lillian's hand into hers and interwinded fingers tightly. She felt that the key was now between both hands, which was a goal for her because it couldn't be used now.

Suddenly, the phone's alarm went off and both girls loosened the controls and the key fell on the pillow. They looked at the time the phone was showing.

"Let me out bitch," Lillian said, "If I'm late for work I won't get a promotion."

"What promotion bitch?" Leslie replied "Next month I'm getting a promotion and I have to get to work on time."

"You can dream on" she said and the key was already opening the handcuffs "No one likes you there."

"It's you nobody likes there" she replied, and the body seemed to get out of bed by itself, "Since you came to work in the company with those exposed tits, you've been the object of ridicule."

"I guess you're talking about yourself," saying that she grabbed black panties, "Everyone sees your panties under the skirts you wear."

"And your nipples always stick out," she said as she pulled panties up high until she felt the material digging into pussy and ass "Strange that you have enough taste to buy clothes where I do."

"But I choose the tasteful clothes and you choose the ones that make you look like a whore." she said, grabbing a black skirt "You must have wanted that skirt just so I wouldn't have it"

"Don't even start," she replied, tucking the other leg into skirt. "If you had any manners, you wouldn't take my things from me."

"If you had any manners, you would have been promoted long ago," she said, pulling her skirt all the way up.

"Stop talking to me already," they both shouted as the skirt was pulled up so high that it squeezed a good few millimeters into their thighs, leaving no space between them.

When they exhaled a few seconds later, they started walking towards the bathroom. It wasn't easy, their thighs were completely stuck together, but with small steps they reached the mirror.

They saw that their body was forming a material covering their belly and breasts. As they watched it form, they remembered that they had makeup to put on. But looking carefully at their faces in the mirror, they must have concluded that makeup was not needed. When they looked at their bodies again, they were wearing a tight leather dress.

They looked at each other with hatred, but neither of them wanted to say anything. They heard the alarm on the other phone getting louder, which means they have to leave for work immediately.