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• I was lucky, and was able to snatch up a commission slot when Jeeves briefly opened commissions. So, why not have more fun with Gadget, Chip, and Dale, but this time, with some gendershifting shenanigans? As always, Jeeves wrote this, so be sure follow him on SoFurry or FurAffinity, and maybe donate to his Patreon. Let's go nuts.

Gadget and the Girls

"Okay bo... uh, girls... are you ready?

Gadget backed her way into Chip's bedroom, using her bare, furless rump to push the door open as she held a large plastic tub heaving with a variety of items between her arms. She smiled at her near slip up, not worried about offending her companions but still finding it incredible that her latest invention had worked so well as to require her to make such a swift change to two of her dearest friends' pronoun usage. Upon receiving no immediate answer from either Chip or Dale though, the mouse turned herself to face the bed where she'd left them just a few minutes ago. Her eyes widened, and she simultaneously felt her cheeks burning scarlet while a burst of warm laughter escaped her lips.

"Oh, golly... I guess I should have seen that coming, huh?"

Shaking her head in amusement, Gadget trotted happily across the room with her tub full of accessories rattling ahead of her, towards where Chip and Dale were lying end to end, sloppily eating one another out. Their legs were wrapped so tightly around one another's heads that it was only when she got within a metre or two of them that Gadget could actually hear their grunts and wet, sloppy slurping as they licked and feasted on the other chipmunk. The two of them might only have identified as women for a couple of hours, since they'd insisted on being the first anthro test subjects for Gadget's device, but they certainly seemed to have fully integrated their gender identity with their new bodies. Indeed, they weren't just comfortable in their new selves. They were eager, one could possibly have said even a little too eager, to explore every possible experience that these new forms could provide.

Gadget cleared her throat a little more loudly, and though a pair of muffled whimpers rang out from both the chipmunks in front of her, they unwrapped themselves, freed their respective heads, and looked up with glistening, panting muzzles and pleasure-glazed eyes at the naked, box-bearing mouse.

"So, shall I just leave you two to it?"

Gadget teased.

"Or, would you actually like to learn a thing or two about your own bodies before you fall back on your experience eating pussy?"

The mouse's cheeks flushed, and she squirmed slightly where she stood as she referenced her friends' not inconsiderable amount of skill when it came to cunnilingus. Skills they had developed primarily through practice on her, and which from the wetness of both their faces and loins as they sat up on the bed they seemed to have transferred quite aptly to one another. Beyond the obvious signs of their arousal though, Gadget had to take an extra moment to admire the pair in all their newly transformed glory. She still couldn't get over their new fuller, more voluptuous and fluffy figures. The way Dale's Hawaiian style shirt had popped the top few of its buttons as her huge breasts had swelled, and the way that Chip's own nipples were just about visible as she sat with her bomber jacket open at the front, revealing not just the valley of her own breasts but also the curves of her belly into which Gadget felt oddly compelled to simply lunge forward and bury her face.

The two ladies squirmed and giggled, scooting closer to one another and joining hands as their thighs rubbed together and their toes curled in anticipation. They were both staring openly not just at Gadget herself, but at the box she was carrying with her. A box laden with every single dildo, vibrator, massager and other pleasure provoking accessory which the mouse possessed.

"Sorry..."

Chip squeaked, her voice not necessarily higher pitch than before, but definitely shifted slightly to a more traditionally feminine, and decidedly more sultry tone.

"...it's just, we were talking about how excited we were to learn from you. To explore our bodies... and... well, the next thing I knew I was touching Dale's clit, and..."

"...and it felt so good when she rubbed it, I just... I had to touch her back..."

Dale piped up in her own squeakier, ever eager voice.

"...and then the next thing we knew, it was just... y'know, happening!"

Gadget grinned and nodded. She really did understand. The two chipmunks before her were proper horn-dogs at the best of times, not that she was complaining in the slightest. Now though, with a whole new pair of bodies and sets of genitalia to explore and stimulate in all sorts of new and wonderful ways, she hadn't been the tiniest bit surprised to see that even waiting a couple of extra minutes for them to begin their education had been too much to ask. Now though, she was here. And since she'd gone to the trouble of providing them with all these toys, the mouse figured that she might as well follow through with her plans, and begin to teach them about their bodies from the ground up.

Setting the box of toys down on the floor, Gadget bent over and rooted around within its depths for a suitable trio of vibrators to get them started. It didn't take long for her to find a trio of suitable candidates; a smooth silver metal vibe which she passed to Chip, a silicon coated purple one of roughly the same size for Dale, and a smaller, metal bullet vibe with a cord and control box for herself. She nodded to the bed in between the two chipmunks, and giggled as they eagerly shuffled aside to provide space for her to sit between them. She did so, and immediately spread her legs, hooking one ankle around each of Chip and Dale's own legs to help tease their thighs apart too.

"I hope after all the times you've been with me, I don't need to give you basic anatomy lessons."

She teased, leaning over and kissing each of the adorable, curvaceous ladies on the cheek as they giggled and shook their heads.

"Good. Then, spread your labia for me. Spread 'em until you can look down and see your clits."

She led by example, reaching down, parting the smooth, furless lips of her pussy, and using one additional finger to tease back the clitoral hood which hovered just over the gleaming, sensitive ruby nub of her clitoris itself. Chip and Dale did likewise. Dale exposed her clit immediately, her hood a little more compact and her clit a little bigger than average, but Chip pouted and whimpered as she seemed not quite to grasp from her own perspective what was second nature to her when dealing with someone else. She craned her neck forward, not seeming to fully notice her own clitoral hood and thus unable to locate the clit itself, until with a smile Gadget reached over and teased the flesh back, Chip squeaking both in gratitude and pleasure as she took over and stared in rapt awe at her gleaming jewel.

"Everyone's clit is different. Some are more sensitive than others. Some can stand more direct and rough stimulation, others you can barely touch them directly at all. There's no right or wrong, no good or bad way to pleasure your clit. Just whatever works best for you. So... I suggest starting off with a fingertip, then your toy on its lowest setting, and just figure out what feels good. Okay? If the sensations are too much, back off a little and slowly try to build back to that point."

Gadget closed her eyes as her own finger found the point of her clit, and she ever so gently began to rub it in steady circles despite knowing that her body could certainly handle more. From her left, she heard a moan. From her right, a grunt of bliss. She smirked, and sure enough when her eyes opened and glanced over to Chip, she was totally ignoring Gadget's advice. Her finger was a blur on her clit, and soon two digits were encircling the nub of flesh, squeezing it between them as Chip's legs kicked out and she curled her toes in ecstasy.

"Ohhhfuck..."

Chip gurgled as she dragged her hand away from her pussy for just long enough to grab her vibrator and twist it to life, again totally ignoring Gadget's recommendation and immediately cranking it to full power. She pressed the tip of the metal toy directly to her clitoris, and as with a frantic bucking of her hips the chipmunk flung herself down onto her back with her legs windmilling in the air, a brief streak of glistening fluid erupted from her suddenly hyper-stimulated pussy.

Tearing her gaze away from Chip to check in on Dale, Gadget snorted with laughter as she saw that her other lover was in no less blissfully overwhelmed a state. Dale had totally moved past the idea of this exercise, and had her own purple vibrator buzzing away deep inside her pussy with only its black base visible as it rested against the sheets. One of her hands was a blur of motion upon her clit, while the other feverishly pawed at her chest, and Dale's expression was one of glassy, cross-eyed goofiness born of all consuming pleasure.

"Well, I guess I should have seen this coming."

The mouse giggled to herself, only to gasp in excitement and wondrous surprise as while Dale continued to squeeze at her own ample breasts through the fabric of her stretched out shirt, a large dark spot suddenly burst into being atop one of her nipples, and began to steadily spread as Dale's tongue lolled out and she giggled almost drunkenly.

"Mmnhhcumming..."

Chip gasped, drawing Gadget's attention back to the bomber jacket clad chipmunk as her thighs began to quake like jelly, her chest heaved as she gasped and whimpered, and with her hand shaking with the force she was applying to press the vibrator hard against her clit, a far more abundant spray of ejaculate erupted from between Chip's legs. She shrieked in shock, in elation at the arrival of her first ever orgasm as a woman, but her cries only grew louder and louder still as Chip furiously continued to rub herself with the metal toy. Her toes splayed out. Her tuft of a tail thumped at the bed beneath her, and with a blank, stunned look on her face Chip's head turned towards Gadget.

"Some... aahhh... some ladies... l-like you... can chahhhhhyess... can cum... mnhnhoohhgod, cum more than once, r-rhrhahhhh... right?"

Gadget grinned, but before she could even answer Chip, the chipmunk's eyes rolled back, her whole body stiffened, and she let loose a guttural sob of pure, overstimulated euphoria as a second orgasm crashed through her immediately in the wake of her first.

As Chip was just embarking on her third orgasm, the vibrator pressed to her swollen, deliciously abused clitoris beginning to hum with a deeper, rattling whine from the sheer pressure being exerted on it, Dale's fits of joyous giggling erupted into a beautifully feminine shriek of glee. Her own first orgasm in her new body made her lurch towards Gadget, and before the mouse knew it her red nosed lover was clinging to her with her free arm, squealing Gadget's name in pleasure and gratitude as she squeezed her thighs shut around the toy inside herself and the fingers on her clit. Until that point, Gadget had felt very much like a proud teacher as she watched her students flourish and succeed beyond her wildest hopes. Once Dale grabbed her though and the chipmunk's muzzle was wailing into the side of one of her own smooth, un-furred breasts, Gadget realised just how horny she herself was. Just how much she wanted to be a part of this. A part of their pleasure. Their ecstasy. She bit her bottom lip as she reached a hand down to turn on her bullet vibe and guide it towards her own clitoris, but a few seconds later, as Dale launched into her own second orgasm while Chip shamelessly wailed her way through a fourth, the mouse was provided with an even more appealing offer than her own bout of masturbatory bliss.

Dale tackled her, and together the two tumbled back to join Chip in her own continued position lying flat on the bed with her legs in the air. Greedily, Dale buried her face in Gadget's chest, and as the mouse felt a hot, breathless mouth wrap itself around one of her own stiff pink nipples, she felt one of the chipmunk's shaking hands press its digits between her legs.

"Oh god, Dale..."

Gadget moaned as the chipmunk pushed three fingers into her, drunk on her own pleasure but still able to seek out the mouse's g-spot with the same devastating ease and accuracy that both the siblings had been able to prior to their physical transformation. Had her mind been coherent enough to formulate such a thought, the engineer in Gadget might have considered how absolutely fascinating it was that despite the various physiological and psychological changes which had occurred in the chipmunks to allow them such swift acclimatisation to their new bodies, they still maintained their pre-existing awareness of fine and instinctive motor control. In reality though that thought was only able to linger in her mind for the briefest of instants, before she felt Chip roll over towards her from her other side, the second chipmunk's own face bury itself against her other breast, and a second hand suddenly begin fighting to stuff its own fingers into her either instead of, or simply alongside Dale's own.

After that, any ideas that Gadget might have had about teaching Chip and Dale the workings of their new bodies bit by bit, slowly and steadily, were wholly forgotten. Within two minutes Gadget was writhing and shrieking, squealing long and loud as two pairs of glassy eyes stared up at her from where their muzzles were locked to her breasts, while six fingers jostled for position as they stretched her and fucked her mercilessly, all fighting to be the digits driving sharply against her g-spot at any given moment. She came every bit as explosively as she had witnessed Chip and Dale doing so themselves, and her pleasure was only enhanced by the knowledge that the women clinging to her were still quaking, writhing, and gurgling in ecstasy into her breasts themselves.

Only as her third orgasm wracked her body and soaked both her lovers' paws did Gadget feel Chip and Dale starting to shuffle and move, suggesting that maybe, just maybe they were no longer caught up in the embrace of constant orgasm themselves. Whether they were still being hammered by pleasure from the toys they'd borrowed from the mouse or not though, they continued to pleasure Gadget consistently and overwhelmingly enough that she had no opportunity to examine them with any measure of certainty. All she knew was that one moment their muzzles were on her breasts and their fingers in her pussy, while the next Dale was sloppily making out with her, and Chip's muzzle was making every effort to suckle on her clit with force enough to match the intensity of six fingers parading constantly across her pussy's most intimate reaches.

"Ohhgod, Chip... Gadget looks so fucking hot when you suck on her clit. Ohhh... I... I wanna look like that..."

Dale whined and huffed as she pulled back from her latest make-out with Gadget just in time to see the mouse's face screw up with tension, then unleash itself a moment later in the most giddy, caterwauling wail of pure rapture.

"Mnnh... then get up there..."

Chip gurgled from around a muzzleful of Gadget's liquid lust, eyes shining with desire as she glanced up the writhing mouse's body to her sister, who was looking back at her with desirous curiosity.

"Oh c'mon, Dale! This is Gadget! You think she doesn't want you riding her face and rubbing her ears as you beg her to suck your clit? If you don't, sis... I will."

Sure enough, with Chip's playful threat of stealing that opportunity out from under her sister's nose proving more than sufficient to motivate Dale into action, just seconds later the slightly chubbier of the two chipmunks was pushing her dripping pussy down against Gadget's still open, shrieking muzzle.

"O-oohhhhh!!"

Dale gurgled in rapture almost immediately as the mouse began to provide her with the oral attention she craved.

"Ohhgod, it's like... like having my cock sucked, but... ooohhh... but so much more, and less... and... ohhh, C-Chip... I like being a lady! I really, r-rhehaaaaahhhhyesss! Right there, Gadget! Please! Please, you're gonna mmnhhahh... make me... oohhh! Again! I... Chip! Gadget!! I... I'm cumming again!"

*******

About two hours later, Dale was still cumming.

She had stopped, at least Gadget thought so, for sometimes whole minutes at a time. But, really, for the most part, both her and Chip's near orgasmic pleasure had been practically constant. More surprisingly though, so was hers. Normally, she would have been exhausted by now. Ready to curl up with the spent bodies of Chip and Dale's formerly male selves and nap until such a time as they awoke with their cocks no longer flaccid and drained from over-use, and their balls brimming with freshly produced seed. But, now that Chip and Dale seemed to have freed themselves from any biological need to rest, ignoring or outright relishing any additional sensitivity provoked by their new nether regions' constant exertions if it existed at all, Gadget began to wonder in her own right whether she really had been exhausted all those times, or, if pushed further by two eager bodies and the adrenaline rush of ongoing sexual stimulation, she might have been just as obscenely, insanely horny as them.

Now, whatever the reason, Gadget found herself with ample opportunity to test that theory. With a magic wand massager buzzing violently between the swollen, deep pink flushed outer lips of her pussy, its bulbous head in constant contact with her clit, Gadget knelt between Chip and Dale wrist deep in both their pussies. She fisted them in unison, while the now naked chipmunks clung to one another, screamed repeatedly in orgasmic rapture to both her and their beloved sister, and used what little extra time they had between screams to either draw breath or make out with one another. The bed beneath the trio was soaking wet, not just to the point of the sheets needing a thorough washing after today but potentially to the point where they'd never get the scent of pussy out of the mattress... a fact that in that moment, none of them really considered an issue in the slightest. Gadget's arms glistened with a smooth sheen almost up to her elbow from the repeated squirting of the two ladies she was working so diligently, and alongside the saliva and pussy juice matting the fur of both chipmunks' faces, with the latter also soaking through the fur of their loins and their own forearms, both Chip and Dale's torsos were streaked and dampened by the periodic eruptions from their oh so sensitive and liberally lactating breasts.

That was one aspect of the gender-shifting process which Gadget had absolutely not expected. She hadn't even though to account for the possibility that the settings she'd input could result in breasts not only fully sensitive to erogenous stimulation, but primed and ready to produce milk. Nevertheless, Chip and Dale took great glee in periodically grabbing at one another's chests and squeezing their sibling's nipples until they sprayed one another with rivulets of milk, and in less playful, more tender moments they had both latched onto one another and greedily gulped down a good mug-full of milk apiece in order to stave off potential dehydration.

Gadget had tasted their milk, but only in passing as she slurped it off one of the other's fingers or caught a droplet or two on the fur surrounding one of the chipmunk's muzzles. Soon after dragging her fists out of the pair and watching as they kicked, flailed, shrieked and sprayed her chest and belly with fountaining simultaneous ejaculations though, the mouse finally had her chance. She lunged forward as the two other women lay on their backs giggling and smooching drunkenly in the wake of that latest almighty orgasm, their own hands having returned to their pussies, kneading clits and sloppily fingering their stretched out depths in the wake of that rough and glorious marathon of Gadget's efforts. They still managed to find the opportunity to reach up with their free hands and place one apiece on the back of Gadget's head though, and even if it had been her idea to begin with, soon the chipmunks were in total control all over again as they playfully fought over ownership of the mouse's muzzle, guiding her back and forth between their swollen, leaking tits with such speed that half the time Gadget barely had the chance to gulp down more than a muzzleful of milk before the next spray of it struck her chin or squirted squarely between her eyes as she was dragged from one chest to the next.

Exactly when Gadget's own breasts began to leak, she didn't know. It happened at some point after the chipmunks had raided her toy box and found her strap-ons. She knew that at least because when she reached down to tweak her nipples alongside having her pussy and ass pounded in unison by the sisters, she felt the warmth of her own milk trickling over her furless fingertips. She couldn't explain it. She couldn't begin to figure out a theory as to how their lactation had somehow prompted her body to do the same, but for the time being the truth was that why didn't matter to Gadget in the slightest. All that mattered were the screams of pleasure ringing out around her and from her as double ended dildos drove three pussies and one clutching mouse asshole wild with orgasm after orgasm. All that mattered was feeling Chip and Dale drink from her in unison as they knelt at an angle in front of her, heads pressed to her breasts and slurping, gurgling happily through muzzlefuls of milk while they rocked and rubbed their pussies together in their first ever attempt at scissoring. All that mattered was the three of them shrieking and laughing and running around the bedroom as they tweaked their nipples and sprayed one another with jets of milk like they were having a water gun fight, all three women utterly liberated from any thoughts of restraint or decorum and just doing whatever the hell felt good to do at any given moment, no matter, or at times even because of how silly it might have been.

Originally, the plan had been for Chip and Dale to remain in their new bodies for twelve hours, then get changed back to ensure that the reversal process also worked without a hitch. Fifteen hours after they'd first stepped out of Gadget's transmogrification chamber gasping and giggling at how weird and sexy they each looked to the other, they were in the hot tub at the back of the workshop as Gadget introduced Chip and Dale to the wonders of the high pressure water jet. Another two hours after that and they were sitting together on a couch, giggling and moaning in shameless indulgence as they ate take out pizza while a trio of egg vibrators buzzed against their g-spots, memories of the pizza guy flooding his shorts with cum as they answered the door together racing through their minds. Four more hours after that they were back in bed, toys buzzing in their asses as they lay in a triangle on their sides, not having stopped eating out their lovers' pussies while being eaten out at the same time for over ninety minutes. Another passage of two hours found them in the shower together, Chip sitting on the floor with a glazed look spread over her face as she held the pulsing flow of the shower-head against her clit, while awaiting her turn as Dale and Gadget lay face to face, knees bent and raised to allow their bodies to rest flat against each other, and their clits and soaking wet pussies to grind together as they bucked and humped through a series of sloppy, drooling kisses.

It took twenty six hours and seven minutes from the moment that Gadget had walked in on the chipmunks eating each other out before their near constant pleasure-giving caught up with them. More than a day of solid sex before their orgasms became less frequent, though no less intense as their bodies really did began to ache from the over-abundance of stimulation they'd provided each other.

They lay cuddling. Touching. Kissing. Fingering. They refused to admit what was happening even though they all knew it, just allowing their contact to become steadily more gentle, more relaxed and intimate rather than the rough, wild attacks on one another's bodies that had been all they'd craved over the course of the prior day.

Ten minutes passed between orgasms.

Twenty before the next overcame any one of the trio.

An hour passed, and when Dale next screamed in ecstasy, she hurriedly, desperately pushed Gadget and Chip's faces away from her pussy no matter how delicately they'd been smooching and licking around, but not against, her overworked clitoris.

They looked at one another, the chipmunks' fur matted, the mouse's skin glistening with cum and saliva and sweat as her own long hair clung to her face in sodden strings.

They whimpered. Crawled up to one another to cuddle, to kiss.

They couldn't admit that it was over.

They wouldn't.

And indeed, they didn't.

They just kept kissing, kept holding one another until first Dale, then Chip fell asleep, with Gadget peppering their relaxed, weary faces with adoring smooches right up until the moment where she was no longer aware of her own consciousness.

Without the slightest fanfare, the three ladies' first wild and beyond blissful day together came to an end.

But even as they slept, the trio of lovers knew that was okay.

After all, tomorrow would be a new day. A chance for them to test how Chip and Dale's bodies reacted to a second day of being women, and a second day of constant, multi-orgasmic sex.

And after that, a third day.

Then a fourth. A fifth. A sixth. A whole week of sex in their new bodies. And then, after that... maybe, just maybe... they'd take the time to stop fucking while still conscious for just long enough to figure out a coherent reason why Gadget needed to keep them as women for a whole second week, at least.

By Jeeves.