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I should have known from the start it was a terrible idea to join my girlfriend and her family for this year's swap. We've been together for three years now and at first I was a little weirded out by the idea? But after a little bit I ended up getting used to the fact she would sometimes swap with her brother or parents but this year was honestly a little different. You see, they usually just did their family swap to immediate family only, so no cousins or anything... but this time it was a little different and they decided to invite friends and extended family to join in on the 'fun'. At first I thought it was strange to be invited, but I soon agreed after my girlfriend kept begging me to do so and I couldn't help but give in. It was only for a week after all.

When we got there the place was pretty packed with friends and family, and I only knew a couple people there by name, parents included which honestly made me pretty nervous. I liked to say I had a pretty good body that I maintained with a lot of cardio but to be honest, it was genetics that did most of the heavy lifting. I had the face of a model and the buff muscular structure of a gym bro despite rarely ever actually lifting - but my job being construction could honestly make up for that lack of going to the gym so there was still hard work poured into the pot. With that in mind, I absolutely hated the way some of the ladies were looking at me, especially the ones that actually tried to get to know me and I knew damn well they were just after my body which made me want to back out but a few words from my girlfriend brought me right back in and that's when it happened. All of the cards were laid down on the table and mixed around, and we all chose who's body we would go into. I ended up pulling the name of someone called 'Analissa.' At first I had zero clue who it was, but after putting two and two together I managed to figure out who I would be swapping with; my girlfriends distant aunt. I only ever knew them by name because my girlfriend brought them up every now and again because of her instagram posts. She was the sort of ditzy aunt to explore the world with a cushy job that let her do it all, so I suppose my girlfriend had been jealous of her for some time and I could understand why but only a little bit. The second I actually greeted her with a handshake, I understood all the jealousy my girlfriend had in a heartbeat.

She was gorgeous.

"Hello, Miles." Analissa started off subtly, her voice kind and charming in a way that almost got me to blush. She was tall for a woman, nearly six foot and well-rounded despite wearing lazy clothes that made her out look like she was ready for a sleepover. Or maybe she just arrived from an airport? I couldn't tell, the only thing that gave it away was the strange smell she gave off, not like perfume, but of a different place entirely. She smelled tropical despite the lack of tanning she had, her perfect skin betraying the very thought she even went outside in the first place in order to preserve herself but such thoughts were dumped when she nudged my hand for an answer. "Hey.." I finally said, my voice falling off after a few moments which she laughed off with a smirk. "Oh please, are you nervous? It won't be that bad, plus I even made sure to stock up my pantry so you don't starve yourself in my home!" She lightheartedly said which took me by surprise, immediately setting the tone for the conversation. "I'm glad, I honestly have zero clue how this works. I thought I'd just go back to working my regular job." I responded which she shook my head concerningly, her brow raising with a curious look falling over her face. "Did your girlfriend really tell you nothing? That little woman, gosh." Analissa mumbled near the end before continuing; "No, no, you won't have to work my job or anything. We all usually take the week off so we can let each other explore and do things I guess, I think I took a month off so that no one would bother you- thank me later." My girlfriends aunt said with a wink, insinuating something that I couldn't quite grasp but that would come to me later as our conversation went on for a little while longer. It was comforting to know I was swapping with someone that at least seem respectful, but only time would tell and so it did.

It didn't take long for us to finally swap bodies and for the small gathering to split up, but gods was it weird. I thought our bodies would be totally different, but besides from the slight difference in height? She was also a tiny bit muscular, but just not as strong. Analissa's body was refined and easy to control, like my own body but more... squishier and so on. I didn't really look around for much more though or take note of the new breast on my chest or how tight the bra was, it felt incredibly restrictive but I didn't pay much mind to it. The entire process of swapping was genuinely painless, but it was still embarrassing to see my own body laugh and walk off into the distance after a simple goodbye, my girlfriends body making its way back to my old car while I got into this bodies own. The drive back home was uneventful, the most I did was play with my new deep sea-blue hair that sorta entertained me for a small bit before I finally arrived at the address I had been given. The house wasn't too big, but it was out of the way and in the forest, a single story building with a good four rooms inside and a couple bathrooms with one obviously seeing more use than the other but it was all clean. I found this bodies front door easily and took off my shoes the second I entered, noting how silent it all was. The place was well furnished, minimalistic in a sense but it also had souvenirs and more from different countries stacked high on every shelf which kinda led me to believe this body had seen quite a lot of places and experienced far more than my old one had. The pros of having a flexible job that actually needs you - kind of made me wish I had gone to college, but those times could wait.

The rooms in her home weren't all that exciting either, she had a master bedroom with a bed and a TV, a closet full of clothes with a recently unpacked luggage sitting on the floor. Exploring further, I found her office, kitchen, living room... and so on with the other two rooms either being for storage or for guests but judging by the dust in the guest room, she was really used to company in this place which seemed alright to me. A single woman who could travel the world wherever she wanted? That sounded like a dream to me, an unachievable one at that but I couldn't focus on the pros and cons of my own life, I had to enjoy this one while I lived it. Whatever that meant.

The first night was sorta awkward given going to sleep in someone else's body is always difference, especially given how I always slept on my side and she seemed to prefer sleeping on her back. Her bra was also incredibly restrictive but I didn't bother to undo it given I wanted to respect the privacy this body had but in the morning, I ended up unbearably sore and in need of a shower which is when I finally made the move to go into her bathroom and work with the logic that I now needed to take care of the new body I was in. So I nervously took off her oversized shirt and set it to the side, revealing what looked like an angelic body just beneath with skin that had no blemish in site, and a pair of breast that were far too large for her own good- both still in their restrictive bra of course. I knew from first look at Analissa had a few blessings but to know that some God out there favored her this much? It kinda made me laugh but I still had to go on and remove her pants. I slowly slipped my dainty fingers underneath the waistband of my sweats, my fingers scraping by my hips as I lowered my pants, eyes closed to fully reveal the woman's underwear. It wasn't like I didn't know what a woman looked like underneath it all, but the embarassment of having to pilot one's body- especially one you didn't know? I at the very least had to be respectful. So with those two articles of clothing left on the ground, I stepped out of the pants and made my way awkwardly towards the shower to slowly begin to open it and that's when I saw my girlfriends aunts silly little secret.

I found a large dildo sitting on the shower floor, a small bottle of lube sitting right next to it with a note taped to the bottom end of the dildo with the words "Don't be shy, enjoy <3" written neatly from the top corner all the way to the bottom. Enjoy..? She... wanted me to enjoy? It didn't take a genius to know what she meant by that, that this was full permission to do whatever I wanted but I had to show restraint. Would doing anything to this woman's body be cheating on my girlfriend? I didn't know the answer to that, nor was I stupid enough to ask, but this body had to be washed and I slowly removed the couple if items and proceeded to take off my underwear. I felt a smooth breeze blow between my legs, easily taking me by surprise given how foreign the feeling was but I pushed passed it and moved on to remove my bra and set it aside. My breast fell from its previous position, heavily sagging in the air before I caught the two with my arm and quickly felt how firm yet squishy they were, and their impossible weight. They were far too heavy to be comfortable and introduced a new strain to my shoulders that I quickly moved past when I began to take a shower and watched the water moved between every crevice this body had to offer. Despite my curiosity though, I tried to keep my eyes shut and avoid even looking at this body or how sensitive it felt, so I also avoided putting my hand anywhere near the area between my legs all the way until I was done washing to which I dried myself off and entered my new bedroom.

By the time I had finished everything up, the sun had gone down leaving the area outside fully encased in darkness- honestly kinda spooky given this place was surrounded by nothing but trees with the nearest neighbor being some hundred yards down the gravel road but I didn't pay much mind to it. I loved the idea of this unlimited privacy, so I kept the window open and my ears out to the sound of whatever the forest had to offer, but by the time I tried to open the closet door.. it didn't open. Not even with a tug or two even though it had opened when I first got here but now it seemed fully locked and I let out a groan before looking at this bodies phone. It had already gotten pretty late and my old body was usually long asleep by now which left me little choice on what to do so I did what anyone else would do in this situation and opted to wait until morning and maybe scroll around a little on this phone. But as I did, I managed to scroll through whatever photos Analissa had left and in all honestly they were... wild. I don't know how but just laying in bed naked wasn't enough to get me excited, but accidentally scrolling to a half-nude photo she had saved and then another one with her tits fully out? It got my body a little more excited than before and I was ashamed to admit it.

So when my curiosity began to pile up, I finally stood up and retrieved the dildo that had been left in the bathroom alongside the lube. I didn't know what I was doing with this, but I knew how it worked and decided to give it a test. When in Rome, right? And this body had obviously been waiting a decent bit given how pent up I felt, because I know I'd never do something like this. That's what I thought at first before I squirted a dime of lube onto the head of the dildo and slowly placed it between my legs. I felt the cold liquid touch my folds at first and it sent a shiver through my moistened body, but I went a step beyond and slowly pressed it further and further into the head ended up inside of me and I slowly gasped in surprise. I quietly spread my knees apart, giving me an open view to whatever I was doing as both of my hands grasped the bottom of the phallic member and slowly began to insert it inside of me. My body knew what this thing was and how it felt, but the idea that my insides were now grasping at this foreign object and keeping it inside of me was... strange. What was even more strange was how good this felt so I just kept pushing it in until it could no longer go any further. The girthy dildo in all of its length had just been plunged inside of me, and my mouth unhinged to let out a moan in response.

"Oh my god..." I whimpered in my foreign voice, allowing my hands to slowly work the dildo out of me before I pushed it back in, a little faster this time before I brought it right back out... and then all the way in with a shlick motion that threw my head back. I blushed powerfully as I did so, this body easily adapting to the new sensation which drove me to repeatedly and quickly jerk it back and forth inside of me, causing my legs to quiver and clamp against one another to keep me from doing that same motion again. But I did. I forced my legs open, my moans filling the room as I pushed it in and out of me, allowing my body to take control as my fingers plunged the dildo further and further until I felt my stomach rapidly plummet and my breaths grow short. I continued doing this, continued to let my insides slobber all over this artificial cock until it effortlessly slid in and out of me. My breaths continued to shorten, shallowing with each pump until I felt a burst of pleasure EXPLODE from between my legs, forcing me to let the object go and my body to squeeze it out of me. I squirmed on the bed in further reaction, the dildo falling onto the bed sheets with a juicy *pop*, easily soaked with my juices before I scooped it back into my hands, my body still trying to orgasm but I still stuck it straight inside of me with a teasing Shlick to continue the rapid paced movements until I could no longer handle just how utterly amazing this felt. I could feel my toes curl, my legs squirm and my ass clench while all of my muscles tensed in reaction until my insides squirmed out onto the sheets underneath me. But in that same moment, a knock occurred on the front door as I orgasmed once again, sending me into a shock as I scrambled to get onto my feet and answer but the only thing that came out of my mouth was a pleasure-filled gasp for air that cried for further release as the bed sheets beneath me became soaked with my own bodies juices, my stomach squeezing while my pelvic muscles ejaculated all of this bodies juices into the air and onto everything around. I wanted so badly to answer the door, but with the dildo between my legs and this bodies convulsing... I could do none of that before I heard the voice call out.

"Analissa!" I heard, my old bodies voice echoing through the living room as the front door open. "Shit- shit!" I gasped in panic.

What now?

I never really knew how desperate for cash my secretary was, or maybe I should say greedy? She never asked for anything more than I gave her, always took the yearly bonuses without a fuss and went on vacations when told to do so -- so it's easy to presume she was happy with her job and possibly complacent with staying in that position. I knew I was. I had a family of three at home including a loving wife who made killer burritos and did most of the adventuring while I was stuck in the meat-grinder of a corporate office job. There wasn't really much for me to mind though, it paid more than well enough and the rewards I reaped were more than enough to keep me in the cycle. Last year I even took the whole family to Spain for a couple of months while the world back home kept going, then later in the same year we even went to South America to explore around a little bit using a private charter company to fly us from place to place. So at some point, I honestly think I might have been a little too spoiled by my position because my secretary, Lynn, definitely thought so. Every day I was gone from the office, she did the work I was meant to do, plus everything her own job required. Every hour I wasn't at a meeting, she attended it in my place basically working my job but with much less pay.

Who knew that you couldn't survive reliably off a $30 wage while I made seven figures a year? Definitely not me, that's for sure. I just wish she had told me how much she needed more money before she went on to barge into my office during the early morning with an upset look on her face, something that didn't at all match her usual cool-headed attitude.

"What the fuck is this?" Lynn softly declared, her choice of words easily betraying what she was attempting to portray. No matter to that though, her heels clacked across the hardwood floors that made up the ground beneath our feet and she planted a large sheet on my desk; her paystub. "What?" I inquiried, the phone in my hand slowly switched off while my gaze shifted from the screen to match the woman's own with a small look of bewilderment. Lynn was small in all honesty, somewhere between 5'1" and maybe a couple inches in either direction, the heels made it harder to judge that difference especially when you compare it to my far bulkier figure that easily fit into the suit tailored to my liking. She had bluish hair, dyed once and never again which gave her an alternative appearance that bashed against the normalcy of her office attire and easily set her presence aside from everyone else as a "sore thumb" rather than someone that could actually fit in. But she did, even after a few arguments with HR to fix her attire she stood strong and that was that, meaning I had a short, intuitive, and rather argumentive blueberry for a secretary but I never seemed to mind. Short as she was, she could get the job done without me even batting an eye which was strange because... I never really had to look in her direction, meaning the minor changes she made to her reflection like her hairstyle and makeup easily went unnoticed. She usually wore her pale blue (?) Hair up in a tightly-restricted bun, never messy but this time she had let it fall down into two, separate longer strands on either side of her head that were easily long enough to reach her lower back and maybe even farther. Neverminding that though, the woman brought me back to reality with a subtle "Tch" before she began once more in her spiel of irritation.

"You guys haven't done shit about my paycheck. Though when I say 'you guys'..." her voice trailed off, her index finger pointing a long, recently pedicured nail in my direction. "...I mean you." She finished before her finger fell back down to the paystub directly in front of me. She turned it around so that I might be able to examine it, and I did for a brief moment but only to give off the appearance that I did. "What are you talking about? We gave you guys a pay-" I started before she cut me off, her voice growing more and more irritated with each word I spoke. "Pay raise? Were you gonna say pay raise? People start off with a four dollar raise in their first year, and seven after every other. I have been here for five. I have only gotten two dollars a year. Do you know how fucking crude it is-" She tried to continue, but I cut her off after a second of her 'complaining'. "Don't try to give me attitude, this is the contract you agreed to, and you haven't had this problem ever, so why complain now?" I inquired with a smirk that easily tilted her in the wrong direction. Honestly, it was absolutely an asshole move but given the way she was talking to me... how could I just sit there and take it? Well, she showed me how.

"Are you that much of a fucking idiot?" She began before she slammed her palm across my face. I could feel the resentment in her movement, the hate she had for me right then and there and despite my much larger frame, my height, and everything else: she smacked me hard enough I nearly fell out of my chair and just like that I had to say it. "Oh, me? I'm the idiot? Go to hell, Lynn. You're fired." Every word came out with absolute preparation, like this moment had been prepared for for some time, but it wasn't. I had never once thought I'd be firing this quiet woman, but I wouldn't get another chance to think about it because a moment later, I found myself staring right back at me.

It was strange at first to go from someone sitting in a chair to someone leaning over a desk, hands planted with a fiery sensation from my right palm, like I had just slapped someone. It's also incredibly strange to go from looking to someone you knew, to staring at what should have been you. Like some sort of mirror reflection, except the body that was meant to be mine wasn't staring at me. Usually when you look into a mirror, you could look right into your own eyes, but this was different. My old bodies eyes were elsewhere, looking at the new me right up and down and that's when I did the same. I looked down to my hands, only to see a slim set of pale fingers, sleeves tightly wrapped around my wrists which I followed back to fine, silky hair that draped over my shoulders, warping around the mound on my chest that felt slightly restricted by an article of clothing. A bra? I couldn't see much beneath that, but after a moment of bending over I confirmed a pencil skirt around my waist and hips, and tight stockings that clenched at my thighs all the way down to my feet which gently ached from the heels further below. "What-" I started off with before realizing my voice was /much/ too different to be my own. It was monotone, no longer vibrant with emotion as my old voice had been and was gentler, lighter, and even feminine. No longer gruff and rough like my old one was, suave and charming.

"Ah, that's right. You were saying how I was fired, right?" A voice echoed throughout the room, a voice that should have been mine which suddenly sent my mind into an alarming state. My breathing turned from subtle to rapid, my thoughts beginning to race as I looked to my old body which finally looked right back at me with a stern expression this time. "Wh- what? What? Lynn is that you?" I questioned for a moment which was never confirmed, not even with a nod. My old body planted his feet firmly against the ground and stood up, easily rivaling my height by a foot maybe more. It was intimidating to say the least, my head even had to crane backwards to the point it ached when that same tall figure walked around the desk to stand only a mere few inches away. "Something along the lines of firing me from this shitty job despite doing all of your shit and more? Firing me because I was upset and just wanted a smidge more money to float myself along?" Lynn, in my old body, declared. I could smell my own breath, minty and fresh oddly enough while my old body smelled of nothing. Neutral from what I could tell, but I couldn't focus on that.

"I- let's talk this out... come on, be reasonab-"

"No."

My old body declared before a large hand grasped my smaller shoulder and forced me to face the door for a moment. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. She was going to send me out the door? She... she was going to send me on my way? B-but that's /my/ body. "You're fired, little miss Lynn." My old body reminded me before she shoved me along towards the door, forcing me to stumble until my hands planted along its hard oak exterior for support. It took me a moment to regain my footing before I looked back, utterly surprised by this turn of events. "What are you talking about? That's my body, how the hell are you going to force me out of my own fucking office?" I fought back before she smirked. "Your office?" My old body declared, her right hand shifting around to flaunt the items in the room "Seems like this is mine now, doesn't it? You're just the secretary who loaned the desk outside my door. That's no longer the case though." She decreed before taking a step in my direction which forced me up against the door. "What the fuck, so you're gonna try to take over my life? Take all of this shit that's rightfully mine? You psycho!" I yelled with my borrowed voice, loud enough that it might have come out as a whisper to anyone directly on the other side of the door. Thick material I suppose.

"Try? What do you mean try? I already do what you do, little missy." My old body taunted before poking a finger at my chest, painfully prodding at my sternum for a moment. "I've already done your job. I know your duties, I know how this shit works, so what about you? Your parents are just some broke assholes in another country now, what are you gonna do? Work at McDonalds?" She teased once again before I managed to try and shove my old body back with whatever force I could muster. Sadly that didn't do much, because my hands were quickly apprehended by the wrist and forced above my head. "Send me back." I pleaded after a couple seconds, contemplating what I could even do here. "And then what? You fire me and blacklist me from any corporate job ever again?" She responded. "I wouldn't-" I tried to get out but she cut me off again. "I know you fucking would, who do you think sent the emails again and again to all your buddies blacklisting prior employees? Me you dick." She spat in my face before she went one step above. "But now that's all over... you're just some little woman in a tiny body while I? I've got a woman waiting at home who aged like fine wine... I wonder how she might feel with someone else piloting this cock?" She drove those words straight into my ears, like a poison. She didn't even wait a mere second for it to settle though before she continued. "Wouldn't you like to see that? Someone else railing your wife while all you get are just the videos?"

I broke for a second after she said that, crying out urgently with a flurry of emotions that didn't quite suit me. Maybe this body? I couldn't tell, but I desperately tried to kick back in desperation which was easily answered by a knee straight to my gut and just like that I was face down on the floor gasping for air. "Wow." I heard from above for a moment before a shoe pressed against my back, right inbetween my shoulder blades. "I didn't even try that hard, I guess I don't know my own strength. " Lynn laughed with my voice, pressing down harshly against my back until I yelped in pain. "But since you're so desperate... why don't we make a deal?" She declared before removing her foot and setting it back down onto equal ground. "I'm going to fuck you sideways like life has been railing me, and once I'm satisfied... we swap right back!" What..? "What do you mean-" I tried to ask before she cut me off. "No questions. Do you want to stay in that body? Or let me have my way." She declared. I had no clue what that meant, was she going to just beat me? Humiliate me further? I couldn't tell but just as I was thinking about it, she began to count down number by number from ten to one before I finally screamed my answer: "Yes!" I finally let out and she met me with a harsh laugh. Villainous even.

At first I thought I was going to face another hit, maybe a kick to the side? But I was proven wrong when I heard a pants zipper suddenly fly down. What? I couldn't tell much more than that from the floor, so I tried to look back only to see Lynn, in my old body, snaking my flaccid cock out into the air. I was always a sort of a shower, someone well above average with a lot to give but going from a first person perspective to whatever this was? It was surreal to see my old body stroking what should have been mine. And it was starting to grow. I couldn't recall just how large I was from this angle, but when the thing continued to grow more and more.. I finally panicked at the realization. "No!" I declared before she reached a hand down to grab me by one of my ponytails. "Oh no you don't. I fuck you, and then this all ends. If you back out now, you're going to be a prostitute on the streets sucking every cock for just a few wads of cash." She declared before tugging at my new, long hair to bring me face first to the tip of my own throbbing penis, and it was fucking huge. From this angle I wasn't sure if I could even do anything with this, let alone wrap my fingers fully around it but the more I pulled back in refusal, the more Lynn tugged me back towards her cock. "You have five seconds before I make this permanent. Wouldn't you want to blow your old cock instead of... say... Rick's?" Another employee in the company, someone who sat at board meetings and also someone who... I didn't actually like all too much given his nerdy, self indulging attitude. Not like I couldn't shame him on the self indulging myself, but he took it to another level- "No..." I quietly stated before my gaze lifted up to meet my own. The face I used to have was grinning right back down at me, a shameful woman now who sat on her heels, squatting only a couple inches from a cock that should have been their own. I didn't get much of a moment to refuse further than that though because one final tug forced my lips onto the head of my own member and I began my 'duties'reluctantly.

My right hand slowly drew upwards to grasp onto the shaft of my own member while my other braced against my old bodies knees. My fingers barely managed to wrap around the solid manhood, but I made do and slowly began to shift my dainty fingers back and forth until the pair of sagging balls at the base of my old cock started to bob with every jerking motion. "More." My old body declared despite my starting efforts, and that's when she grabbed my second ponytail to actually yank me onto her member like they were a pair of handlebars to control where my head went. My jaw was easily forced open by the motion and my old cock was railed all the way to the back of my throat and even further. I immediately tried to pull back as I started to gag, saliva dripping from the corners of my lips while my jaw strained incredibly to take in the size of the member I used to have and yet I wasn't even halfway on. My eyes felt like they were bulging, like they were about to pop out of my skull with how far in Lynn's cock was down my throat and she ripped it out of my mouth after a couple seconds to allow me to breathe. I gasped urgently, ropes of saliva trailing keeping my lips and her cock linked together before she ripped my head right back onto her member by force. My lipstick easily left its mark, forming a ring around the shaft as she drove me a couple centimeters deeper than last time but I simply couldn't go any further... my jaw felt like it was about to unhinge itself and Lynn wasn't going to accept that. She tugged furiously at my pigtails until I screamed and gurgled, smacking at her thighs to let me back off but she didn't. She only put some slack to allow me to go back just a couple inches before she tugged once again to bring me right back on, keeping me from going anywhere. She continued to do this a couple more times, giving me a sense of false hope with every release but never would it actually be forever. I wasn't even all the way down my own shaft and I was teary-eyed and gagging for release, my palms repeatedly bashing against her hips before she finally had enough and slapped her fingers across my face hard enough to rocket me off her cock and onto the floor gasping for air. Saliva drooled from my mouth, precum dripping from the bottom of my lips as I huffed and puffed for air, trying to rehabilitate myself to the act of breathing as my jaw ached but she didn't stop there.

Lynn's hands grabbed onto my waist from behind and easily lifted me off the ground, suspending my rear while my hands barely touched the ground for added support. The shock of it all kept me from doing anything about it. She drove my upper half into my desk, bashing me against the polished wood while my computer and everything fell off of it and onto the ground while my rear end still stayed in the air. I yelped in shock as my gaze drifted up to the windows now directly in front of me. The view of the city would have been spectacular if this was any other scenario, but it wasn't. I was being bent over my own desk, all my belongings on the floor while all I got to see was the skyscraper view I had. Moments later, a large lump of heated cock planted itself against my ass and I yelped in alarm, my hands furiously pressing against the desk to try and gain control of the situation but she easily overpowered me by grabbing both my hands with one of her own and using the other to lift my bodies skirt up and above my ass. I tried to look back to view what was happening, but she shoved my head into the desk to keep me from witnessing this entire event unfold. "Here we go, my oh my do you have a fat ass.." Lynn declared in my old body, slowly maneuvering her cock to between my bodies new sensitivities. I could feel jolts of something flare up from between my legs as she pressed the head of her member up against me, my panties keeping her from going any further but not for long as she moved it aside and easily inserted it in one smooth lotion. Her lipstick-painted, saliva-covered cock easily slid itself inside of my new body, and the sensation was nothing short of pleasuring pain. It felt like she was ripping me in half the way she drove it in so effortlessly... like she was going to kill me in those first few seconds and I couldn't do anything but go limp and let my jaw drop against the desk in shock.

"Oh- oh... take it out\~!" I tried to sound out, soft moans slowly leaving my lips as saliva continued to drip onto the desk beneath. I couldn't tell at all what was happening, but the moment I said that, she did quite the opposite and drove it in until her pelvis touched my new ass with a silent clap before she reversed the motion... and then railed it straight back into me. I screamed the second she did so, and the desk underneath me shifted forward an inch as she powerfully thrusted into my backside, splitting me in half with each repeated motion. I could feel this bodies pleasure fire up from my ass all the way to my head, mind numbing pleasure that kept me from resisting, enough to make me feel like I was about to explode. Was I going to cum?

It was a strange feeling at first, absolutely foreign to what I was used to but I could feel a buildup inside of me, like the walls of my new folds were beginning to clench and release in preparation for what was about to happen. My breaths drew from an uncontrolled, desperate attempt to breathe to something more.. refined and short paced, shallow and brief while my stomach lowered and that's when it happened. A sudden rush of everything hit me all at once and my legs began to shiver, racking with each motion as Lynn continued to rail her own body across the fucking stars. I could have sworn she said something along the lines of 'it's better, isn't it?' But I couldn't quite confirm that as my eyes rolled to the back of my head and my body gave in to the motions. It wasn't up to me anymore about how loudly I was moaning, even if this was the most humiliating thing in my life- all I could do was scream in pleasure before I finally felt my hands freely move to my mouth to cover up my moans. Seconds later, my head was ripped back by my pigtails and my upper body was forced into a stand while Lynn continued to plow into my back side. I cried out violently for release as my body continued to orgasm on my old cock, all ten of its girthy, wet inches and Lynn did everything in her power to keep it that way by shoving me back onto one of the chairs seated in front of my desk. My elbows planted against the backside as I drove my face into my arms, my knees planting against the bottom cushion as she continued to pull my hair back viciously to fuck me from behind. I couldn't do anything about this, nothing about the throbbing member being me, nothing about how loudly our bodies clapped against one another with each thrust, nor could I do anything about how wet I was. Hell, I couldn't even do anything about the pressure building up between my legs again. But... this was different. I knew the pleasure of an orgasm now, but this one wasn't familiar to me, of course it wasn't. But with every coming second I could feel how my body clenched at the member driving itself inside of me, like it was trying to force it out with every coming second only to fail and repeat again but I could do little about it. My hands no longer worked, my voice uncontrollably moaning and Lynn knew that.

She knew everything her old body liked, going from pulling her hair to slapping her jiggly ass and seeing how it bounced. She was in control of my fate, and that's when my new body released all of its pent up fluid in one go. I savagely screamed into the cushions of the chair, my insides squirting out all over my old bodies cock as Lynn finally laughed in victory at her old bodies defeat. My legs racked, my entire body shivering and convulsing as this new sensation overwhelmed me continuously for seconds on end but that wasn't all. I felt a warm substance strike against my new fat ass, something slimy and slippery that coated my back until I turned my head around to see Lynn, in my body, jerking herself off and releasing cum all over my backside. I shouldn't have looked back though because the second I did, a rope of jizz shot across my face followed by a second, and then a third which she didn't stop. Just how pent up had I been? I didn't know, I didn't question because she pulled me towards her member and forced her cock into my mouth to finish her release as my body continued to drip all of its little liquids onto the already-soaked chair beneath me.

"Good God, you were /loud/." My old body declared before she rammed her backhand into my face, taking her cock out of my mouth with a \*pop\* and letting it dangle between her legs before she rehoused it under her pants to begin walking towards the door. It took me a moment to regain myself, my gaze following her as she began to walk out. "W-w\~wait!" I tried to desperately say but it came out as nothing more than jumbled words before I finally managed to look at her fully. Except I was met with a phone screen that showed my new body bent over, cum drenching my back with my own cock sitting on my ass. Blackmail. She was fucking blackmailing me...

"Let me keep this simple. You're not going to say a fucking word, or I'm sending this to your wife. If you tell her what happened, I'll swap us right back and tell HR you had an affair with your own secretary. Nasty shit, right?" She said with a relieved sigh before she managed to zip her pants up and redo her belt. "Now, I'm going to go enjoy your life for a little while... you can hold down the fort. Oh, and I also advise you clean yourself up. I'm unfiring you as of now, and you still have six hours left for your shift little missy." And just like that, with a declaration so absurd-- she was out the door, the lock closing right after that.

What. The. Fuck.

I was having fun with my girlfriend, Shelly, as per usual given we had been together for a couple years now. We had moved in months prior, making the tough decision to combine our income and spend our money on an apartment in the city to be closer to our work. The usual thing but what we didn't expect was for how thin the insulation was in the place, the walls were like cardboard! Every time we'd talk, the neighbors would complain and every time they played music or had people over, we would complain to the point we finally made the decision to just send everything to the land owner which obviously got nowhere. What we couldn't stop was our intimate actions though. My neighbor was a single woman somewhere in her thirties while my girlfriend and I were still in college, making every intimate interaction impossible between us. Our neighbor would obviously hear every single moan and thump from our bodies slamming into one another, and that obviously wasn't something we could just fix, so she would have to suffer through it. On one day though she obviously had enough.

I was balls deep in Shelly giving her everything she needed in more, hell that particular night I decided to go one extra step and even lift her off the floor to continue thrusting into her while she desperately clung onto the wall for support. She loved it rough and I liked to go one step further in that and make sure she didn't walk for the next couple of days, the usual thing but just as I was about to bring her to another orgasm a sudden snap occurred and the dim red light of my room was replaced for a much brighter one. The soft music we had playing suddenly vanished, but not entirely. I could still hear the music playing but muffled through the walls oddly enough and my surroundings had also suddenly shifted. The structure of my new room was still the same, it had all the same curves and bends but with a different color on the walls and different furniture lying around. It took me a second to realize I was now in someone else's room, on someone else's plush bed, with a computer desk right in front of me playing porn... and some woman's clothes strung around the room.

"What...?" I suddenly said in surprise before being taken aback by a different voice leaving my mouth, my hands immediately clasping over my face only to feel the difference in skin. It was soft... incredibly soft and my hands were also oddly wet, sticky too with substance that stretched between my fingers. I knew what this was, this had just come from my body and as I worked my eyes down my new, feminine hands, I finally set my gaze upon two massive breast that sagged heavily on my chest. My chest... now had two tits hanging from them, ones far larger than anything I had ever seen before and further down were a pair of shaking legs that were obviously now mine but the idea didn't click in my head until I felt a rush of feelings to my head. Every bit of touch suddenly arrived all at once in my mind like the hot, humid climate of the room and the sweat on my skin, the plush bed underneath my fat ass alongside the weakness I felt in my hands and legs like I had just worked out. My breathing was rapid, shallow like this body was running before I inhabited it and it sure felt like that besides for the odd difference of extreme pleasure I felt between my legs.

I felt incredibly horny, and a sensitive buildup of sexual need was burning from between my legs, like I was ready to explode at any moment and without it I would just fucking keel over and die. I felt like I needed to touch it, this body of mine lusted over the very idea of just placing my hand between there and so I did. My fingers lightly brushed over what felt like a clit, easily following down to a sopping wet mess that felt slick and incredibly difficult to control but I had to resist. I had to resist going any further because I knew this body was about to fold under any and all sort of sexual pleasure, and I still needed to figure out what was going on. I needed to figure out who I was and why I was now in the body of a woman with long, silvery hair with enough gifts to lure in any man. Hell, I was surprised there was no one else here but me in this room given how attractive it was even looking at myself but a second later of listening in on my surroundings and I finally realized who's body I was in; my neighbor, Lilith. I could still hear the music playing in the apartment across and I tried to lift myself up to stand, both of my hands still between my legs but the endeavor was impossible and I found myself right back on my ass incapable of movement.

"Oh~ OH! Keep going... keep going... don't- agh!" Muffled screams suddenly erupted from the room next over, familiar ones that sounded just like my girlfriend that gradually got louder before I heard a pound on the wall just between us. She was right on the other side getting pounded by whoever was in my body, probably Lilith and the thought of it made my body just that much more horny. It was so fucking unfair being in here but before I could complain, I felt my fingers suddenly start to rub at the sopping mound between my legs and I bit down on my lip painfully. I felt jolts of pleasure flare up from between my body, my mind clueless onto why it was moving on its own but I couldn't think for much longer as my hands began to move faster, friction creating a sensation so impossibly good I could no longer formulate words but the deeper moans of a matured woman. My neighbors voice filled the room as I found myself folding under my own hands rapid movement, my back lurching forwards while my legs went up, closing in and slapping together to keep my own hands from doing much under the constant pleasure but I didn't stop. I went even further.

One finger drove itself into me, my internal walls clinging to it with a brand new sensation that felt like nothing I knew of. It was incredible but I needed myself to stop, I needed this overwhelming sense of pleasure to stop but I just couldn't. This body kept going on for more with every moan it heard from the apartment next over. Every moan my girlfriend screamed, every word my body shouted just kept me going and it was torture. It was humiliating agony that kept me from even taking a break as a second finger slipped its way inside of me before both exited just the same. It didn't take long for my hand to involuntarily drive itself back in, going back and forth between the motion until my band jolted up and down to allow my palm to rub against my clit and create just that much more motivation to continue fingering myself. It didn't feel right to have something inside of me, but it just felt /so good/, like I was meant to have this. It felt delicious, and my mind could no longer disagree with this even as I fought against my own hands. I flipped myself over from the bed, my hands still ravaging the slutty mound between my legs while my chest pressed up against the soft fabrics of the bed and my teeth bit into the nearest pillow. My eyes closed shut in a harsh manner as muffled moans escaped my soft lips, my knees digging into the mattress underneath as I lifted my ass into the air. With enough willpower though I managed to bring one of my hands away from the action but my left still continued its agonizingly good self-indulgence. I used my right hand to prop myself into a doggy position, my breast hanging far below while a pillow still dangled from my mouth before I propped myself up with a hand on the wall, almost standing but I was still on the bed. Just a little further... just a little more...

"Hah- hah... oh~ OH my God, what the fuck!" My own body suddenly cried into the wall, the pillow in my mouth dropping as my chest suddenly pressed against the humid barrier between this apartment and my own on other side, lips screaming into the paint while I desperately pleaded for it to stop. I didn't know was happening anymore, only that I could feel every bit of mind-numbing sensation between my legs, making it impossible to stand for long but I still managed to get off the bed by leaning against the wall. Now I just needed to get my fingers outside of my body, my insides dripping onto the floor beneath, leaving a trail of my sexual arousal all the way to the bedroom door but I didn't even get that far. I didn't even go three feet before I found myself plopping right back on the bed in an upright position, my legs buckling while my back gave up in supporting the upper half of my body. I used my one free arm to keep myself up but even that was difficult, my mouth opening to scream some more words of frustration but it was all for nothing because the only thing that left it were incredibly arousing moans that propelled my need to go further even more. Just how long had I been enduring this? I couldn't be sure but I could feel my pleasure building up further and further, my insides developing a special concoction of everything it had to give before my fingers hooked into me.

My g-spot had obviously been hit and in that moment my legs suddenly opened wide, my feet digging into the mattress underneath me to thrust my pelvis up before I began to squirt. I, a man who had just been fucking my girlfriend mere moments prior, was now squirting like a woman with each thrust. I could feel myself convulse, my stomach squeezing in while my pussy pushed with all of its efforts to release the pent up fluids inside of me and soak the bed alongside the computer some five feet some four feet away from the bed. It was impressive to see how far it went but I obviously wasn't thinking about that wow-factor, rather, I was thinking about how loudly I was screaming while this all was happening and about how quiet the room next over became when I found myself crying from the climax. I didn't need to concern myself with that though, because my hand still continued to move inside and out of me just as rapidly as before, giving this body the finish it didn't deserve before I heard a knock on the front door to the apartment.

"Oh~ oh no..." I tried to say, my lips quivering before I gave up trying to move, my back plopping against the bed underneath me while my legs curled up, my hand slowly down into a soothing rub that still sent jolts up and through my mind.

That must be my old body at the door.

I should have just left her alone, I really should have but our entire friendship was built off teasing one another. Maybe I went too far to talk shit, or maybe I trusted my girlfriend not to spill every fucking secret between us. It was just a bunch of drama I had with her best friend that just kept reoccurring so eventually when things hit a boiling point, she ended up suggesting her BFF, her bff's boyfriend and the two of us go on a vacation together. A sorta double date deal is what I expected, but 24 hours before we left, the BFF's partner ended up canceling and then breaking up with her– likely because she was a bitch at times but y'know... maybe I didn't know everything? So of course I said that stuff to my girlfriend on the plane ride but as soon as we touched down, that information ended up right in her friends ears and that's when she made her silly little threat that I would "regret talking shit." I laughed it off of course because what was that supposed to mean? Well, a lot more than I would have considered previously of course.

We weren't even an hour into our stay at the hotel when I suddenly blinked and I found myself a near foot shorter with hair a lot longer than I remembered. At first I thought it was just a hallucination, but when I felt cold tiles beneath my feet and a pair of small tits on my chest I definitely knew what had happened: we had just been swapped! But how? I couldn't quite figure it out, I knew my girlfriends best friend wasn't a witch, it would have been obvious, so maybe a drug? I didn't remember drinking anything as of recent from the woman which kinda set me up for a clueless adventure that took me a near hour to figure out on top of whatever time it took for me to adapt to an entirely different body. It felt... sensitive, light as a feather in the wind while also being far weaker than a twig. My painted nails reflected a sense of femininity, small hands lined with smooth skin that matched the rest of my body with a soft touch which got me a little more curious than I should have been. At the time I and the bitchy BFF had been swapped, I was in my room with my girlfriend talking about something but now I was on the total opposite side of the hotel in a hallway I didn't recognize one bit. Hell, it looked like an entirely different building which is what it could very well have been but it didn't fit in at all with what I was wearing. Or maybe I just didn't fit in here. The clothes this new body of mine had on was suited for a beach resort –despite us being ready for city travel– with a bikini strapped tightly to my skin and a silky, thin robe that clung to my skin and even outlined some of my curved in a way that got me curious as to what else this body could have been hiding. Unfortunately for me though, I didn't have the time to explore because I needed to rush out of whatever building this was and track my way back to the hotel. It didn't help that I didn't know the pass code to this woman's phone otherwise I would have been spam calling my old body...

Problems aside though, it didn't take me long to find my way down to the lobby of the strange building, and not much longer after that, I ended up on the streets right outside. There weren't any considerable landmarks near me I could immediately identify but I quickly managed to walk myself far enough from the random building that I began to recognize some street stuff we had passed by on the way to our hotel. Working from that, I managed to find the building and push the way past the front desk with a little cluelessness and maybe some choice words to the clerk who obviously didn't deserve the attitude.

Honestly though, that entire mess didn't compare to what I saw when I first entered the hotel only to hear moans from down the hall. At first, I thought I had mysteriously stumbled into another hotel just like I had mysteriously swapped. My day was already weird enough, but after double checking the room number I knew damn well I was in the right spot. So like any silly movie protagonist, I began to wander into the room with slow, cautious steps to listen in on what I was hearing. I knew what the sounds of moaning were, I knew it all too well given how... proactive my girlfriend and I were, but the ones I heard in that very moment made my heart plummet. I didn't find my girlfriend on the couch discussing things with her BFF in my old body, nor did I find anything at all actually. All I found were the things I left and a closed door that I slowly approached before cracking it open just a little to see who was on the other side.

My girlfriend, and her BFF. More particularly, my girlfriend without her clothes in all fours with my old body fucking her from right behind.

Immediately I thought about screaming, shouting with every bit of breath I had but something stopped me as I grew mesmerized by the seen unfolding in front of me. Something about my old body no longer under my control railing the woman I supposedly adored made a fire turn in this body of mine but I had to do something. I just had to intervene, scream at the woman in my old body to stop and put my cock down, swap us back, anything. Yet when the door creaked open ever slightly to let even more volume of moans and wet slaps of bodies colliding, I stopped cold in my tracks to just gawk. It wasn't that impressive from where I stood, I knew I could have done better.. I think.. but it felt way too alienating to stand there watching the body I should be in exploring the body of someone who was supposedly mine. But I had to do something, and I stepped through the door with the same shocked expression I had when I had first been swapped into this body.

"Get the fuck out! What the hell Liz!" My girlfriend screamed in my direction but before I could peep back a response, the friend inhabiting my body threw his shirt in my direction, catching me in the face and causing me to stumble outside the room in shock and awe before my rear hit the floor with a THWUMP! Moments later, a loud *POP* Was heard before I heard my old body say something. I wish I could have heard the words my gf's BFF had to say, what Liz had to say but I of course heard none of it or at least registered it because the moment I tore the shirt from my face and looked up I was eye level with my own twitching, slobbery cock dangling in front of my face. "Wha-" I wanted to say but I was interrupted by Liz mid sentence. "Enjoying the view, Mr?" My old body taunted before their foot immediately slammed into my crotch with a THWAP! Sending me onto my side with a wheeze before my old body turned around, a remote in hand. I had been hoping this was a misunderstanding, that this entire thing was just a fucking mistake but it wasn't. It most definitely wasn't because Liz had just kicked her own body in the fucking crotch and the fact was made more evident when she pressed on the remote and I finally looked between my legs in realization.

I should have noticed it earlier, I should have fucking seen the toy inside of this body of mine. I should have known there was something hidden between my legs but not for a moment did I ever consider it, but I surely would now. Before Liz and I had swapped, she had planted a device between her legs and right inside of her folds which didn't register in my mind until a sudden vibration sent jolts of pleasure through my body firing into my head with mind-numbing sensations I hadn't ever experienced before. My legs curled up to my chest while my hands dug between them, grasping at whatever device could have done this, whatever could have created my sudden inability to speak. I found myself gasping on the floor, my eyes looking to my girlfriend who was currently lying face down on the bed with her legs spread, ready for a bit more pounding from my old body. I wish I could have done something, screamed, but a mixture of pleasure and humiliation kept me from doing anything even as Liz slipped my old cock into my girlfriends slit just as easily as she had taken it out to deliver whatever fucking punishment this was.

It was humiliating, embarrassing, it was everything under the stars which kept me from wanting to even breathe and live for another second because how the fuck was I gonna tell my girlfriend after all of this that I had actually been swapped? For all she knew, I was just her loser BFF writhing around on the floor in a bikini and a thin robe obviously frustrated after a sudden breakup with her boyfriend. How that didn't fire off a few warning flags in her mind worried me, maybe she wanted Liz to suffer as her boyfriend fucked her? Or maybe this was something preplanned... that seemed a lot more likely but I couldn't focus on that. My focus was forced to the spot between my legs, one that rapidly built up pleasure and released it just as fast if not faster through my quaking legs and shivering body. My palms pressed into the hard hotel flooring, allowing me to flip myself over from my side to my stomach. I wanted to get up, I wanted to scream for my girlfriend and Liz to stop but I couldn't. I had no words to use, only gasping moans which forced me to use a hand to cover my mouth before Liz, in my old body, fiddled with the remote once again just as I was getting to my knees.

Click.

The vibrations suddenly worsened two-fold, leaving me hunched over on all fours with my legs spread wide open, the device between my legs automatically and forcefully building up tension all the way until it was released into an orgasm that forced me to heave up as much air as I could to moan just as my girlfriend was moaning from receiving dick. I wasn't enjoying this at all, I fucking hated it, but somehow it felt like nothing I had ever experienced before. I never thought I'd be moaning from vibrating toy smaller than the size of a pinky, nor did I expect to be a woman at any point in my life but the world tends to surprise you when you least expected. Oddhand things aside, I continued to moan and gasp on the floor before I reached back with both my hands, allowing my face and chest to brush against the floor in order for me to feel between my legs. It felt impossibly wet down there, my internal fluids drenching my hands and stringing between the fingers as I felt for what should have been a wire to pull. There was nothing. I couldn't feel anything underneath this bikini nor could I even think about pulling it off, it was far too tight against my skin so I did what any other horny person would do in this situation and just grabbed the strings and yanked as hard as I could, giving myself a wedgie. I yelped in surprise, a jolt of mixed pain and pleasure flaring through my body before I suddenly came to regret what I had done. It felt like I was being tazed with pleasure as the toy between my legs dug further into me, my insides clamping at its vibrating parts ever further before I felt the fluids inside of me build. It felt like I was a reservoir of some sort, like all the pleasure wasn't releasing anywhere anymore but into that one singular spot rather. Like I was no longer able to release it in sopping puddles onto the floor but into this one spot that built up until I... exploded.

My body convulsed on the floor, toes curling while my legs repeatedly kicked back and forth while my hands pulled back even more involuntarily, increasing the wedgie which meant the toy just dug even further into me. It was insane just how much one little vibrating piece could do, it was a lot more than I thought was possible but I was being proven wrong with every coming second as my stomach set in and my back hunched while my eyes rolled just enough to view my girlfriend looking back at me with... curiosity? Her mouth was open just as mine was except instead of involuntary moans, she was giving out true pleasure, like she was experiencing everything in the right place, all at once. I couldn't match that with the depraved look I gave, nor could I do anything but feel humiliated and defeated in this stage because I knew the vibrations between my legs could get much more worse. Sadly I couldn't handle that as my body began to squirt every single drop of fluid into my bikini, my insides covering the fabrics and even bleeding through and onto the floor like a waterfall of sexual pleasure that spread until I couldn't even handle the idea of thinking any longer. All I could do was give up, allow the vibrations between my legs to swell and muster up another orgasm and even draw this body to release the rest of the fluids inside, but the puddle beneath my legs was large enough and it soaked the thin robe I wore. Sadly despite that though, the vibrations only... intensified, just like the intimate session happening before my eyes did. Liz was starting to get really... really good at fucking my girlfriend and it looked like they were only just getting started while I was reaching my absolute limit in this unending torture.

Will she even let me swap back?

I was a bit shocked honestly when my uncle came up to me to ask for a temporary swap, something about wanting to live a little younger for a couple of days so he could 'adventure out and see the world from a different perspective'. In two days? I fucking knew all he was after was my girlfriend who happened to be his exact type, younger and curvier with enough sappy language to send you to the moon but beyond that? Nothing. She didn't laugh at your jokes, nor did she know how to cook or do anything for me or herself– definitely the sorta person you who weaponized her incompetence. I could have sworn I felt like a slave doing all the menial tasks for her and after half a year of living with her I just couldn't take it anymore. There were constant talks between us about how she did nothing, not even in bed which left me feeling like the lone one in this relationship and all she had to say was "she'd fix it." But did she? No. She showed improvement for a couple weeks like tossing half the dishes into the sink rather than onto the counter, cleaning up her makeup via shoving it into a random cabinet or drawer but afterwards it was just pure chaos like always. Hell she refused to even work at times, constantly getting fired.

So when my uncle asked for a swap, I easily took him up on the offer for that temporary vacation away from home. We went straight to the swap clinic and he paid upfront in full for the temporary swap, leaving me having to only pay for the gas I refilled my car with and maybe the small bag of chips I got from the store for the long car ride. Fucking pennies in comparison to the couple grand he spent but I wasn't arguing. I almost hesitated when he spoke about signatures and all but I signed the waivers and everything after a couple seconds of thought and just like that I was looking at my own face from right across the way. The clothes I had on weren't the ones I had put on that morning and I could feel the difference in strength between him and I. He was aged, much more mature with the ability to have a couple kids yet he and his wife obviously never tried when I knew damn well he could have. How? Well, judging by the sizable member between my legs (which I checked in the bathroom..) he was only a couple inches short of being able to kill someone with it which kinda brought things into perspective. My old body on the otherhand, I was just a tiny bit above average which wasn't saying a whole lot, kinda made me question why he wanted to actually do this entire swap in the first place. To fuck my girlfriend? Good luck with that, but my suspicions were quickly confirmed when he and I swore the swap to secrecy to prevent our shared partners from figuring out the agreement and that kinda got the ball rolling on my suspicions. He wanted to fuck a lazy slob and... I guess that was my go ahead to make moves on my aunt? The idea a couple moments ago would have flew right over my head but judging by how this body reacted to the idea of going at it in bed, I was beginning to dwell on the thought a little more than beforehand.

"See ya on Monday!" My uncle called from my own body which I responded with a wave from the other side of the parking lot. Shortly after that I was standing right in front of my own home, keys in the knob ready to twist before the door opened on its own and my 'wife' greeted me with a smile. To be honest it was strange to see the way she looked at me, like she.. missed me, but in more ways in one. I could see the way her eyes peered at me up and down in a familiar notion before she took my tie to drag me into the home by force, closing the door right behind me just as easily. "Long time no see, mister." My aunt declared before she pressed her lips against mine, her tongue prying my mouth open for her embrace before she pulled back with a laugh. I couldn't help but lean into it just a little despite knowing this woman was related to me, and thankfully not by blood. So there was some moral leeway in my heart that permitted her kiss but anything else fell right out of bounds even if I was now lawfully wedded to her for two days. Two days which I didn't have to work any shitty corporate office job or fix anything, two days all to myself– which I would soon find out was quite the opposite from what I had hoped.

I didn't know much about my aunt even before my uncle and I temporarily swapped, only that she stayed at home to clean the place and cook for him, all the sorta stuff you'd expect in a major breadwinners home but there was no visible superiority to be had. She easily demanded things from me, telling me to clean up after myself and how to clean, nagging like any other would if the job just wasn't simply done right. Maybe that's one reason as to why my uncle swapped with me, because she just would not leave him the fuck alone! Everywhere I went she trailed after, but not in a sick puppy manner. She just lingered in the area, periodically admitting her love in an affectionate way that made me feel nostalgic to what a relationship was meant to be like, at least according to Hollywood that is. Yet it didn't feel fake, it just felt natural even as she noted the slight changes in my personality. I knew it was going to be a problem if my aunt noticed how differently I acted, but she was responding a lot more reasonably than I could have expected, like she was taking this change in a positive way. My own girlfriend back at home was probably just ignoring my uncle and walking around the house, that sorta thing, wouldn't have surprised me one bit if it was true. But the next thing I saw blew me away.

I received a notification from my phone, a sudden ping from my old phone which meant my uncle had messaged me and that's when I knew I was going to see a message of defeat but it was quite the opposite. It was a blurred video, his next message demanding I play it privately which I did even as my aunt asked me what my 'nephew' had sent and why it was so secretive. I easily dissuaded her with a laugh and went to the other room before pressing play.

"NGHA! AGH~ STOP, STOP!" My phone immediately blared, feminine noises blasting into my ears before I registered what I was seeing; my girlfriend on all fours getting fucked into the bed by my old body while the camera sat to the side recording it all. Honestly I was impressed through the first few seconds, but I soon came to realize that those noises were unfamiliar. I had never heard her scream and moan like that, never heard her beg for me to stop which kinda told me I was the problem in bed when it came to that woman and that I had zero fucking chance after we had swapped back. A pit of despair began to grow at the bottom of my stomach, sinking my hopes unlike the rod between my legs that started to grow the further the video went on. "Take it, take it!" I heard my old voice say before I immediately paused the recording and closed it and shut my phone off for the time being. I was getting a boner from watching my own girlfriend get railed by what should have been me and more over she enjoyed it. She loved it in fact, so much so that she couldn't help but beg and cry for him to stop. What the f u c k. How?

"Is everything alright?" My aunt asked from the doorway as she wandered in, slowly adjusting her hair back behind her ear before a gentle smile began to spread from cheek to cheek. I couldn't have known if she heard the entire thing or not but she most certainly knew something had happened judging by the bulge underneath my suited pants. "No- no, just saw something I shouldn't have." I answered honestly before she tilted her head in a sly manner, her feet gently pushing across the hardwood floor until she stood by my side, her finger pointing to the phone. "Don't tell me he sent you something lewd." She asked before I shook my head, she didn't take that for an answer. She swiped the device from my hands before I could protest and easily opened it with a couple pokes at the screen before further moans filled the room in echoes. I looked at my aunt with terror, my older body rushing with adrenaline from the intensity of being discovered but that didn't prepare me for her reaction; curiosity? I knew it by the look on her face that she was curious, her jaw dropping just a little before she refocused on me with a quiet look. "He sent you this?" She fussed with a finger to the phone which I nodded passively. "Yeah..." I answered while my voice trailed off, not exactly knowing what else to say but she picked up the conversation by continuing herself. "Then I'm gonna call him right now, this is horrible." She calmly stated which earned a profuse head shake from me, my hands rising up to swipe the device back which she easily kept out of my reach with a few steps in the other direction.

"No, no! We don't have to call him... that video only sent a minute ago, do you really want to hear more of that?" I asked urgently but before she even answered back, she already had my old bodies number dialed and showed me the call screen before swiping a finger over my lips to silence me. Anger boiled in my body and I knew damn well my uncle would have probably done something to take back control but me? Even if I felt stronger, I for sure wasn't going to protest against my aunt, this bodies wife in the case I was wrong. I didn't know her enough to judge their relationship, I only knew enough to know my uncle was an asshole because the moment my old body answered, moans echoed all throughout the room once again. He was actively fucking my own girlfriend with me on the other line, his own wife listening to each and every clap 'unknowingly' which sent shivers down my spine and maybe even blood into my shaft. Any erotic situation would have done that, I had zero kinks for getting cucked and today was certainly not going to be the first day I begin to feel positively about this.

The conversation between my aunt and my old body on the other side of the line didn't go very well judging by the flustered look she gave me, and I could have sworn a screaming match was about to ensue. Whatever this was though, it got her riled up because she quickly canceled the call and shoved the phone into my chest before stomping her way out of the room in anger. I tried to follow her, apologize for my 'nephews' actions but she slammed the bedroom door on me just as she did the phone, an audible click letting me know I could do nothing in this situation but pray and hope she didn't try to kill my old body when we eventually swapped back. My uncle was playing dirty, and not letting her know we had swapped beforehand was going to make this an extremely tough mess to cover up but before I could even work through the ideas and strategies, she opened the door and dragged me into the bedroom by my tie once again like she had before. Except instead of any done up hair or aprons for cleaning, she just wore her clothes with all of it down like she was.. going to do something? It looked like she had changed gears.

Before I could say a word though, my aunt had shoved me onto the bed and straddled my lap, her lips forcibly connecting with mine while her tongue dug through my mouth in hopes of scavenging for whatever love this body could give. The member between my own legs had gone flacid in the time I had waited for her to open the door but it was only a matter of time before it was hard and she knew it, she knew I was on a timer because she knew this body better than anyone's. My breath was quickly sucked out from my lungs and my aunt viciously showed down onto me, her aged body grinding against mine while I did my best to prop myself with my one hand, the other running through her hair before she suddenly pulled back with an exaggerated PWAH!

"If he wants to play that game... HUFF! THEN- then let's fucking play..." She exhaled in one go, quickly reentering my mouth once again a moment later, refusing to hear anything I had to say on the matter. Rightfully so, I would have obviously denied this sorta war in fear of what my old body would do if they saw any videos sent back her way but even as I grabbed her shoulders to try and push her off, she went one step further to grind up closer against my lap and hook her arms around my neck to make out embrace ever more romantical. "Sthp!" I managed to say, my voice muffled by her mouth but she did no such thing. All she did was lean further and further in until there wasn't even an atom of space between us, our saliva clearly having mixed and grown together until there was no way to tell the difference between who's it was. But as soon as she noticed my timer on my little buddy was up, she finally pulled back with another gasp to look me dead in the eye. I was glad I didn't ruffle her hair and mess it up as she did to me, she left mine an obvious mess and it didn't take a smart-ass to look right into the mirror on the closet to see how one-sided this looked. I was acting like my girlfriend, the complete opposite of who I wanted to be but was it even morally right to fuck my own aunt? Obviously not but she didn't help with that when she smacked her lips against my cheek and withdrew once again, a smirk flashing across her face.

"What, not into this anymore? I know you're more than *ready* now." She declared before pushing off of me to stand right over my body, clearly lusting strangely over the opportunity to have one big go at this new body of mine but before she could unzip my pants I quickly stopped her with a stern hold on her shoulders. "Stop, just stop! Can't we just talk to him or something? Send him a warning?" I asked urgently which she rolled her eyes and quickly quipped her own response. "And what, let your uncle, my husband, fuck your girlfriend even harder and send us a thousand more videos?" She asked which made my jaw drop. She *knew*? I couldn't sum any of this, I couldn't even begin to make sense of it and she knew that, so she gently pushed me further onto the bed with her two hands while I sat there in shock. "What, shocked I knew? Of course I did, didn't you?" She asked before I shook my head and she tilted her own. "Wait, he really didn't tell you? I thought you were just being nervous or something!" My aunt declared with a light-hearted laugh obviously riddled with jealousy.

"That asshole literally got a head start and your girlfriend doesn't know I assume?" She interrogated me further, barraging me with more questions which I nodded to each and every single one without so much as a word. I was just that shocked, was I really that fucking gullible? I couldn't help but feel despaired by the idea I had fucked myself so far out of this deal for thinking this would be a vacation. "Shit..." I finally said but my aunt was quick to silence me with the elongated ZZIIPP! Of my fly going down, a little pressure relieved before she unbuckled my belt and then began to pull down on my pants and my boxers. "So, brat. Are you about to let that asshole send you more videos or are you going to retaliate?" She asked but the question was rhetorical. She had my cock out and into her hands, her fingers gently pumping it up and down while I sat there bewildered. I hadn't even answered her question get, but she was quick to believe the only answer I could give was a yes and I let that remain. It felt awful to fuck my own aunt, but in all honestly what else could I do? Nothing, absolutely fucking nothing.

"If that's a yes, then stop sitting around, do something!" She ordered which finally snapped me back into reality as she pumped my unfamiliar cock up and down. The thing between my legs was a stunning nine or ten inches, meaning my aunts hand had some travel time between the tip and the base of the shaft which led to this being quite the exercise but she did well to make sure she put in enough energy to make my balls jump up and down. I quickly ripped my hands around myself before I pulled up my phone, unlocking it with a couple taps. I pressed the record button soon after which signaled my 'wife' to begin her silly little acting lessons. She glared daggers at the camera while her fingers glided up my member, her other hand grabbing at my balls to subtly yank them down before she briefly stopped her harsh jerking to grasp the tip of my cock and spit as much saliva as she could onto my member to provide lubricant. The SHLLKK noise of her hand spreading her saliva up and down my member filled the room as she slowly continued to pump, this time putting a little more meaning into it before she let go in order to just keep hold on my balls. A moment of silent concentration later and she spat a bit more onto the tip of my member, letting it drip down my shaft while her other hand worked at the skirt around her hips, quickly pulling the tight thing up and over her hips to reveal her undergarments and the sweat forming on her skin.

I was always the respectful kind, never one to snoop around where I didn't belong especially when it came to women's privacy but seeing her body for the first time was jaw dropping. Of course my girlfriend had curves and all, she was pretty but my aunt? She had everything a matured woman needed and so much more, like she had been keeping herself in the best shape possible and before I could even begin to dream of what was about to happen, it already happened. Her lips swallowed the tip of my rod, easily taking it into her mouth as her jaw opened wide. Her hands looked around the base of my cock before her elbows gently brushed against my legs to open more space for her which I did. I spread my legs as far apart as I could for her, my phone recording as she slowly slurped every droplet of precum from my tip as she could. The woman felt like a vacuum with how good it felt, her tongue swishing around the shaft before she began to slowly bob her head further and further down my member. It didn't take long but each time she bottomed out at the next inch, a ring of her lipstick was left behind before she surpassed that by another inch to keep the trend going. I knew I wouldn't have lasted a second in my old body but this one seemed a bit more resilient but even then, my balls were starting to swell and I could feel an impending sensation that I was about to bust.

So naturally, my member began to throb as the tip of my cock entered her throat but she gave little care to the idea of stopping, only continuing to slurp until she started to gag and that's when I felt her throat clench around the head of my member. "GRGGGGLL, Glngghh..." She let out, strange noises filling the room as she gagged on the extensive member before I finally took it as a signal to grab the back of her head with one hand and force her further down my shaft. A little bit of assistance I'd usually say but this was all her, she just wanted it to feel more realistic even as her lips touched my pelvis. All ten inches of my cock had just been swallowed but before I could release a massive load of pent up semen, she suddenly ripped the thing out of her throat and gasped for air, chuckling in reaction before she turned herself around. "Gah! Oh my gosh.." She breathlessly declared as she stood up from the bed with the camera still recording. I didn't know what I was supposed to do here but she quickly signaled for the phone and I stopped the recording and handed it over to her. A second later, she stood the thing up on one of the nightstands and dragged me up to my own two feet and bent down to touch her toes. Her panties were still on but the signal was clear and as I stood up, my salivs-covedered, lipstick imprinted wet cock hung in the air but not for long as she reached back to grab it and slap it against her ass.

"Use it." She ordered and I did just that, my hands slowly grabbing onto her scrunched up skirt before I pulled back just enough for my cock to slide over her asshole. She shook her head, signaling for it to go down further and I did just that, guiding its tip until I barely pressed against her panties around where I guessed the opening was. She quickly reached her hand back and stretched her panties aside, signaling what I needed to do. I had just been blown by my aunt, and now I was about to fuck her– the tip pressed itself into her glistening hole after a couple seconds of hesitation and I was pleasantly greeted by a wet, sloppy mess of a pussy that immediately began to cling to me like she had been craving this for well over an eternity. I suspected up to this point that my uncle had done nothing with her, leaving me pent up and more likely to fail early and her to go harder on me in hopes of causing some strife and keeping me from sending him any response videos but that obviously backfired as the hormones in my body drove the entire length of my cock into her body.

"Oh.." My aunt let out before I pulled back on her skirt to drag her all the way down my shaft, bottoming out with her ass against my pelvis before she began to slowly move. The lipstick marks would have stated longer if we had ended there but that wasn't where things were obviously heading as she ripped herself forwards, her hands propping themselves up against the closet door for support as she began to fuck herself on my cock. I quickly joined in seconds later, rapidly learning to enjoy the sensation of a massive member as her insides clenched all around my cock for dear life. I could feel the way she wanted me to stay in, and I could see the way her back hunched over almost as if painfully but the way she reunited her ass with my lap every second told me it was anything but painful. She was loving the idea of fucking her husband again and I needed to step it up, I had yet to hear anything like the moans my girlfriend had let out so I started to thrust a little more with my hands powerfully tugging back on her skirt every other thrust to pull her back against me by force.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

My wife pleasantly screamed in surprise as I constantly reunited our bodies with more force with every thrust, my cock splitting her ass apart before I slammed my hand into said ass to jolt her body back up in turn. She tried to stand up, to deny me the chance of a clean slap and maybe even lean against me but I easily forced her back down to a bent position with a hand against the back of her head pushing her against the glass. I was in control at this very moment and all she could do was look partially into her own reflection as I fucked her dutifully from behind. I could see the look of surprise on the turned side of her face, as if she hadn't expected this sort of outcome from me but it was a welcomed one, maybe a little too welcomed so I finally let go of her face after a few dozen seconds and wrapped my arms under her stomach to slowly loft her off her feet or at least until she could barely touch the ground. Our constant slamming against one another seized for a few moments as I rotated my aunt to face the camera and then... she went forward, her shirt momentarily concealing her tits before I tore it off her body until only her scrunched up skirt and underwear remained. Embarassment flashed across the woman's face but I denied her the chance to hide from the camera as my hand unclipped her bra to let her aged yet fine breast puff out into the open air. I knew them to be firm D cups from behind, perky and large when unconcerned and I also knew they bounced which is exactly why I did it. I don't know how I knew the cup size, maybe it was the bras tag on the back? But I didn't read that so it might have just been luck. Or my new body telling me info I needed.

Nevertheless she was now naked with only her lower undergarments on, suspended in the air by one arm while my other worked it's way around one of her dangling legs to lift it up and give the camera an opening shot on her clit and be fully in it. My aunt had nothing to say in the moment, only admitting to the humiliation by moaning as I suddenly started once again, powerfully thrusting into her body like I was using a fleshlight while she could only helplessly remain suspended in the air until I felt her body convulse. She was obviously into it because I knew damn well what an orgasm was, what I didn't expect was for fluid to suddenly push be out of her and begin squirting all over my legs as her body buckled and squirmed out of my control. I quickly released her, letting the screaming woman flop onto the floor embarrassingly so, her fluids spewing out of her and across the floor like she was a geyser releasing far too much pent up fluid for her own good yet she did it anyways, leaving puddles of her fluids all over the floor in small sections with the largest being right under her defeated body but I knew I couldn't stop there.

I still had it in me, and now I was going to give her the extended service as I harmfully grabbed her hips and pulled her wet, clenching clip closer to my cock once again. I knew it wouldn't be long before I was done myself but I needed for there to be a grand finally and that camera was going to capture every second of it. I kneeled down, my fingers digging into my wife's hips as I pulled her ass off the ground and slowly slid myself into her throbbing mound for one more go. She protested by pushing me with her hands lazily but I quickly bottomed her out once again, pushing past her defense before I started to buck my weight down onto her ass, slowly releasing the woman to turn her from her chest to her back to look at me directly while my hands slithered their way to her legs. She tried to scrunch up her legs, keep my full length from stating inside of her but I pried her thighs apart and spread them wide, leaving me full access against the quivering woman before I began once again, sliding my full length back and forth into her until I began to feel myself build up. I knew I was close only after a couple moments of bashing her body closer and closer against the floor and up to the wall, the slippery ground keeping us from staying in one spot but it still didn't stop me from humping her even as she sat up against the wall and looked at me with those messy eyes of hers. She tried to lean in for a kiss but just as she was about to meet my mouth, I ejected myself from inside of her, letting my cock slip out before I scrambled to my feet and shoved the tip into her mouth, giving her enough shock as my throbbing cock suddenly let loose. One rope. Two ropes. Three ropes.

More and more shot out until she pushed me out, her head drawing back before more cum splattered onto her face, covering her forehead and cheeks before dribbling down her chin onto her bare breast to leave quite the show. I was quick to grab the woman by the top of the head, facing her towards the camera as she coughed up cum onto her own body, a shocked look flashing across her expression as I grinned in turn.

It was only a matter of time before my old body saw that.

Only a couple hours before I would be ready to fuck my aunt once again, and I still had an entire other day too!

Never would I have thought in a million years that my girlfriend, Fey, could be a witch. I had heard stories and rumors of such people, ones that could turn you into a frog with the wave of a wand but who would believe that? I certainly didn't, technology had come more than far enough to teach me there were other practices to performing strange shit. I knew the existence of bodyswap pills, the magical drug that could swap the souls of two individuals if they both took the same split tablet. It didn't make much sense, but stuff like Xchange also existed which could turn a man into a woman, and vice versa if you could belief it. So of course the idea of witches being real was strange! Why would something so unreasonably magical exist when strange pharmaceuticals that do the same thing also happen to exist too? Didn't make much sense to me, but that didn't matter to her of course.

My girlfriend and I always got along well, whereas she was more vocal and surrounded herself with friends, I was the antisocial roommate of a boyfriend that only went out for work, groceries, and dates. She saw comfort in me that way, always relying that I'd be home when she was done with all of her daily activities to just chill and relax on the couch with someone she knew wouldn't be a drunk asshole or trying to have sex all the time. Speaking of sex though, our romantic life in bed was the total opposite of 'relaxed'. I never really knew the sorta person I'd be under the blanket, kinda expected I would be tame and hold back even if my size was a couple inches above average but Fey always managed to bring out my strongest desires. Every time she wanted it, I gave my cock to her in every way she could imagine and more to the point I felt bad for my neighbors in the apartments next over. My God that woman could scream, and loud at that. She made the activity enjoyable, incredibly so because there wasn't a moment that passed in my mind where I didn't feel proud of myself for making her moan as loudly as she did. She felt incredible, and so did I as our sweaty bodies climbed over one another for a chance to please the other which kinda made me believe she was satisfied. But you know what they say; sometimes you're just not good enough.

One day Fey came home in an upset stupor, one too many drinks in her system and when I provoked her not to drink so much she went ballistic and swung what looked like a pointy stick at me. It took me a second to realize that she held a finey-crafted wand towards me with enough details to baffle even the world's premiere woodcarvers. It looked otherworldly, even to someone not in the hobby of woodcarving, and my did the gem embedded at the base of it catch my eyes. Even in her stupor she held it with fine elegance, her fingers creating just a large enough gap for me to relish the galactic glow the crystal had on its polished face. My eyes nearly got lost in its presence, the stars an almost brilliant embodiment of all the magic in this world if that even made sense at all. I was so focused on the details of the wand that I didn't even hear what my girlfriend was saying because one second I was looking down at her, then I was looking to her from the ground with a gross pain in my head. It felt intense, almost as intense as a sledge hammer slamming a chisel into my ears, but it quickly built up to just that after a couple seconds. I wanted to scream in agony from all the pain but my lungs were airless and my mouth was no longer as it was. It felt unnatural, strangely so and my girlfriend stood over me in all her drunken glory with a cheeky grin plastered across her face like she was proud for causing me this much pain. I could have sworn I was about to die while I withered on the ground but that pain could only distract me from the rapid growths all around my body.

I could feel my hair slowly growing inch by inch, the bones in my face restructuring violently like a crunchy clay was being remolded by a creator uncaring. It wouldn't have mattered if I was overdosing on morphine, I could /feel/ every bone in my face snapping and reorienting like I was being remade; that's because I was. I was being turned into someone I was not, and the hair growth on my head made me painfully aware of my circumstance but not as much as my body did. I could feel my body condensing even while on the floor, like I was becoming smaller and somehow more... feminine? Like I was losing what muscle I had in exchange for fat which turned my skinnier frame into a currier one that complimented my thighs while also heavily extenuating them gloriously albeit painfully. I could feel my boxers stretch, my flacid member straining against the stretched fabrics painfully while my balls were squeezed between a pair of growing thighs before the pain slowly relinquished with every coming second. "What the hell.. is happ- happening!" I cried desperately with what little energy I had, surprised I could do that but not scream as if my mind just wouldn't allow it. I could hear the change in my voice, like someone had tweaked my voice box to sound less like me and more like someone else entirely. A woman. I couldn't yet decipher just who's voice this was but it was no one I knew which told me little, only that I was being turned into a woman which became all the more obvious as I looked down to see a set of mounds developing on my chest. I couldn't tell just yet, but those little mounds would grow into something far larger to make up for the muscle I had lost. My fingers ran through my hand one more time to feel how long it was, and the answer shocked me: much longer than before. One foot would have been an underestimate, three foot more likely and still growing. It took me a moment to shift the hair into view to examine it, surprise overshadowing my expression of pain as a colorful variety of ping and somewhat purple-bluish strands came to view without so much as a curl in sight. It felt straight, silky smooth, and perfect to the touch almost like the shortly pointed nails on my fingers and the soft skin that had replaced my own. I began to notice more and more details as time went on, and that was only because the pain had died down all but for the breast on my chest which continued to swell into a larger and larger size. I wish I could have been given an answer as to what was happening, but the woman who had stood before me was no longer there and that's when reality became a blur.

Maybe I should have just let her off the hook for coming home drunk just this once, maybe I should have never questioned her but could that have changed me from ending up bareback on my own bed with two new faces in the room? I didn't even hear my girlfriend speak one word but that wand of hers was still in hand and it became obvious she was still using that thing to do whatever this was. The two fleshy mounds under my shirt had grown to be what I predicted were G cups or something of the sort, I'm obviously no fucking specialist on the subject but they were the largest things I'd ever seen and that was the biggest letter that came to mind. Not that I would have to worry about that because the two men near the entrance to my own bedroom slowly began to take off their clothes and my pain had finally died down enough for some panicked words to make it out my lips in a more... reasonable manner. "Wh- Fey... Fey why am I a woman, what is this? Who are those-?" I didn't finish my sentence, the air in my lungs escaping my mouth as I pointed a sharp finger in the direction of the two now-naked men at the doorway.

"Jawst sum fraynds.." My girlfriend finally responded for once, waving her wand in my direction before I managed to swivel myself over just enough to slap it away. "Enough!" I squeaked out, my hands digging into the soft cushions of the bed before my girlfriend managed to drunkingly shove my panicked self back just enough to threaten me with that wand again. "What aer yaou doing?" She quickly exclaimed, frightened by my sudden move to disarm her but her reason to be so didn't last so long as the two friends of hers silently detained me against the mattress. Right into a position where my own girlfriend could change me once again, subject me to that horrible pain. If only I had my muscle... if only I could have had my strength to fight back, but the two men restraining me by either arm were unbreakable even as I kicked back and tried to bite. "Stop, stop! I can't do this anymore, let me go- Fey let me go!" I protested from my back, trying to wriggle my way out of their control before my girlfriend managed to force a kiss into my mouth which instantly forced me to settle down just enough to pass on a bewildered look to her. "Whuh~?" My girlfriend mentioned down to me before she poked my chest with her wand playfully, stretching my clothes teasingly. "Stohp what? You... that body..." her words trailed off before.. THWAP! The end of her wand struck the center of my groin, sending jolts of pain as well with an odd mix of pleasure throughout my body. "What the fu-" I cried at first before my lips sealed, suddenly going silent without purpose. I wanted to scream again, I wanted to say everything against Fey but she only gave me a look once again, her lips pursing before the end of her wand briefly massaged a newly formed camel toe between my legs. I should have bit down on something, I should have bit my tongue and died there because the embarassment, the humiliating embarrassment from this entire event turned my corresponding pleasure into dread as the two friends chuckled in turn. So I just had to close my eyes, hoping to God for even a split second that this was just a dream. That this wasn't real.

"What the hell!" My girlfriend suddenly shouted, jealousy masking her voice before I felt two hands pressed against my newly formed breast. Her fingers kneaded into my soft flesh, quickly meeting a firm underlayer while her palms brushed against what seemed like an incredibly hard pair of nipples ready for all the stimulation in the world and boy they wouldn't disappoint. I never knew a woman could feel pleasure from that spot, not a good amount anyways since some can be left with pain but to ONLY feel pleasure? Enough to make my toes curl and legs grind up against one another? I couldn't help but regrettably admit it felt good, but never out loud. "Why the fuck are these larger than m i n e?" My girlfriend said with a sudden clarity, her voice only partially laced with alcohol which surprised me more than the sudden groping but that didn't matter now. My eyes snapped open to the sight of Fey leaning over me, her eyes locking with mine while her fingers groped each one of my breast through cotton fabric that did little to hold them in place.

"Nnghhh... maybe... maybe because you fucking~ because..." I wanted to say more, air filling my lungs like the restriction the witch had placed on me a second ago had vanished, but my words were lost after my girlfriend dispensed to me her look of obvious jealousy. "It's not fair." She declared, her cheeks rosey from alcohol with the smell obvious in her breath which made me think she was just trying to mask her lack of sobriety. At least I could understand her more now, "You did this Fey, couldn't you control that~?" I responded in a voice a lot more sensual than I meant for it to be but that didn't matter, she still looked to me with that same jealousy, maybe a little more annoyed now. "No, I don't control that you dolt. It pisses me off." She answered honestly which surprised me. "I'm sorry I can't do anything about that right now!" I urgently ushered while my legs continued to grind against one another, Fey's hands still gently kneading my two large breast.

She didn't seem to like that. "Don't talk to me like that." She ordered before painfully squeezing my new breast, forcing me to try and curl my body just a little in reaction but that didn't work all too well since my upper half was still being restrained by her two friends which were still as silent as they were when I had first woken up. "Now I need to punish yooouuu..." Fey responded which earned a shocked look from me, as if this wasn't punishment already! "What-? How? With what?" I exclaimed before she shut me down with another squeeze to my breast which slowed my slurry of questions down. "Shut up, I'm thinking..." She paused her lewd punishment for a moment, the clockwork in her mind beginning to wind up for another session of thought before she squeezed my breast painfully once again to signal she had thought of something. "Oh, I know! Outlast me and I'll turn you back.. okay? Okay!" The question to my acceptance was obviously rhetorical because my mouth shut after a moment and I was forced to nod, my face turning a bright red before I looked to the two friends who held me down. Out... last her? I shouldn't have known what Fey had meant right off the bat, but the hardened meatstick between both their legs made it incredibly obvious as to what she meant.

Fey quickly relinquished my breast a second later, giving me a much needed break from the kneading which left my soft skin sore from the motion but I wouldn't have even a second to think of a pause as one of the friends released me to shove my girlfriend onto her own ass with a small bit of effort. I would have said something if I could have, but my mouth remained forced closed even if I tried to scream, some magic bullshit I came to realize which was pointless to resist.

So now it was just me and the one guy above me, one that looked a little larger than I was in my old body by just a couple inches. He was around six foot from what I could tell, a bit lean with a cock obviously larger than mine by appearances but it obviously wasn't going to be just an appearance thing in the next moment. If I was right about what my girlfriend said, he was going to rail that thing right into me and give me my first time without so much as a word before.. "Oh, oh! OH~!" I suddenly heard my girlfriend scream from my side, the bed underneath my back shaking while the frame squeaked under stress. I could have sworn it was about to break, but the sight of my girlfriend kept me from worrying about that as I found her on all fours with her ass right up against her friends own before she was shoved forward by the man with a light push until he dug his cock straight back into her for another pound. The cycle continued like that, my girlfriends puffy tits jiggling back and forth while her eyes looked straight to me, mouth open. I could have sworn she was trying to say something to me but I couldn't have known, I couldn't speak in whatever primal noises she was making while being pounded from behind.

Plap!

A large cock plopped onto my stomach, my legs having lying forcibly been pried apart while a large pair of balls pressed up firmly against my ass. Fey's friend towered over me, his lustful look incredibly easy to interpret as harmful because I knew he was about to have fun. I knew he was about to turn this body of mine into a flashlight and I was quick to fight back, my thighs squeezing down onto his sides but to what avail? I even tried to claw my way back out of bed to maybe make a run for it but I quickly found my hands bound by rope right over my head with the quick magical cast from my girlfriend that made this entire event ever easier. I wish I could have screamed at her to stop this bullshit, but then I remembered her unveiled threat to leave me stuck as this and that's when I finally accepted it. I would just have to live through this, live through her friends hands roughly slapping my tits, live through the way he tore my shirt open to let my massive breast fall out into the open air. They looked like two moons the way they sat on my chest, each capable of having its open gravity but I was no wise man to determine how that might work, I could only remark to how sensitive they felt in the cold room air that was quickly heating up from all the nasty sex happening only a couple mere feet away from me.

My shorts were quick to come off after my shirt too, my eyes following the friends hands as they met my legs to slowly... bring them back up? I still tried to squeeze at his side, make this entire endeavor uncomfortable for him since it was the least thing I could do but he still managed to slap me with his cock to frighten me before he suddenly thrusted it balls deep into my pussy. There was no warning, no possible way I could have prepared for the sudden pain that erupted throughout my body which would have made me scream with a mixture of joy and horrid pain but it still happened. My mouth remained silent but my lungs still expulsed muffled air as nine inches of hardened, girthy rod violently tore into me and he didn't stop there. He took it out, and then he shoved it right back in with a PLAP! that moved me an inch back, my hands still bound over my head which led to my breast slapping my own chin while my ass jiggled from the sudden pound, our skin clapping against one another. "Here we go." Fey's friend finally said, the first words coming out of his mouth being the most cryptic I could have imagined but that didn't matter now, all I could hope for was that he'd be gentle but he wasn't. He was far rougher than Fey's partner, slamming his oversized meat rod into me again and again more times than I could count until my body cried for release. I could feel a subtle pressure building up in my stomach, pleasure shooting all throughout my body as muffled moans escaped through my teeth while sweat beaded from my skin. I could feel the way he moved inside of me, the way his girthy cock split me apart so wide that my insides had no way of defending against him, only cling. I would have thought I hated this but the pleasure was too shocking, too good to be true, too great to be in any sort of book because this pleasure was simply nothing other than amazing. It felt amazing to have a man split me apart like this, like I was just some sort of fleshlight to be violated which snapped me back to reality.

I wasn't supposed to be enjoying this, I wasn't supposed to look at my girlfriend being fucked and find that enticing, nor was I supposed to acknowledge the cock inside of me as pleasuring. I could feel how wet I was, how my body enjoyed every moment of this but I just couldn't allow it. My manly partner didn't think much for my opinion though, didn't even ask for it because he flipped me over onto my stomach, my hands finally releasing from over my head which I used to force myself up onto all fours. He was still inside of me but it was a better chance of escaping his rampage, a chance he took and stomped on by grabbing my stomach and forcing me all the way onto his member until I squealed in shock. He continued to fuck me, his hand slapping against my ass with a powerful WHAP! That left a visible red mark, one would probably feel for the next couple of weeks but I couldn't concern myself with that right now. My partners hands slowly traveled up to my head, his fingers guiding their way through my hair before he took up a handful and yanked back, suspending my front end into the air while my legs squirmed to kick him out of me which only enticed him to go harder. I could feel his veins pulsing, his cock throbbing with every thrust and I could do nothing about it as pleasure busted all the way up and down my body in consecutive waves. I could feel this body if mine orgasm consecutively on his wet, unforgiving cock but I could do nothing about it as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. He was in control of everything, even the way I faced which was directly in view of a standup mirror I had in the room and with a little bit of prodding he had me standing up on my tippy toes, my tits swinging far beneath me while his hands still held my hair. I always found it hot to look in the mirror while I fucked my girlfriend, it's why I put one right in front of the bed but never in a million years did I think I'd be bent over, on my tippy toes with a pair of tits and a jiggling ass while bouncing on a cock which leaked precum into my folds while moaning with a wide open mouth and an incredibly lustful expression. That was the first time I opened my eyes on purpose throughout this entire thing and the sight amazed me. If only I was the one fucking this body and not the other way around, maybe in another life?

My partners cock throbbed repeatedly inside of me, my vaginal walls clamping down onto him almost as to keep him in before I felt a sudden warmth inside of me. It started out small and progressively got warmer and warmer until he shoved my my body against the mirror and began to pump what I now knew to be semen into me. I wanted to scream for him to stop but I couldn't, I couldn't do nothing about anything to keep him from cummings inside of me, but that came with a blessing as he finally pulled himself out with a little *pop*, ropes of cum trailing from my tip to the tip of his cock before dripping to the floor. My mouth was still open, heavy breaths leaving my lips as I finally realized this fucking nightmare was over- did I do it? It had to be. It just fucking had to be.

"Yoouu wiinn!"

I heard a voice cheer on, my girlfriends. I quickly whipped my head around to see my girlfriend on the bed huffing and puffing in defeat as her partner stood there with a hardened cock that stood right in the air. "Your reward? Finish them off, then I change you back." She demanded from her exhausted position, slowly waving her wand in the direction of the guy I had just finished. His member had just been going flacid, but after a few moments it was standing right up and hard again like nothing had happened. Then I was right back on my hands and knees between two men, one in my folds producing wet, sloppy noises as he went in and out while the other forced me to gag balls deep on his cock in an oral manner. I wished I could have spoken, screamed for them to stop, but they both continued to sandwich me between their equally large cocke. When will this end? Well, never actually because when the one in my mouth ended up busting in my throat and partially onto my face with hot semen, his cock hardened once again with the influence of my girlfriend. When the one behind me busted all over my back? He quickly shoved his cock into my ass to continue his rampage elsewhere until I screamed for release.

When will she turn me back? If ever?

I thought I was getting a huge deal traveling to another country and exploring around, the tickets were cheap and hotels even cheaper which felt a lot easier to buy thanks to my comfy job. It wasn't really anything remarkable but it made me all the money I wanted and so much more, plus vacation time accrued like crazy. Some three weeks in the first year? It was insane! It let me take off almost an entire month to roam around the world doing whatever the fuck I wanted. That's how I ended up in Japan roaming about until I found myself walking through something called a red light district. I thought it was a term for racing, that's what my feed kept showing me but the comments were always alluding to some shit about silly secrets and all. So I thought "I'm already here, why not just explore into it?" And I did, I traveled an hour by train to reach the more outer parts of Tokyo which still happened to be in the city and maybe another thirty from the station in order to get to the district itself.

At first I saw a few women with masks on shooting winks in my direction, some even hinted to some strange activities but me being my naive self, I just walked on before bumping into an attractive woman some few inches shorter than me. "Watch it, asshat." A demeaning sentence came out, filling my ears with what I believed to be the words of a delinquent but once I looked the person up and down my head tilted a little bit. The woman who I had bumped into looked sorta like a tourist, not Japanese for sure yet she had a little bit of the accent. It sounded cocky, strong, and superior. All the things a guy who wants a challenge would dive in on but not me, who the hell would wanna turn a nice easy night into a horrid nightmare? Certainly not me, but that idea quickly changed when she turned fully in my direction to look at me, her hands running up and down her revealing outfit. She had heels on either one of her feet from first glance, striped stockings grasping tightly to her thighs which I didn't personally linked fit her but who was I to talk on style? I was wearing sweats and an oversized shirt that said 'Poke lover' or whatever. I couldn't remember, I just threw it on and called it my exploration fit. That aside though, the woman before me had a bright short skirt topped off with a white crop top that exentuated what was obviously a set of rather large breast but that perversion could wait.

Her fingers lifted up to grab my chin and tug my attention right back to her eyes, "First you bump into me like a moron. Then you look at me like *that*? You'd better pay 5,000 per half hour first starting now." She demanded before releasing my chin with a small pinch, leaving be a little astonished as to how straight forward she was. My eyes traced around after a couple of seconds to look towards everyone around– at least to who I thought was standing around. It was just this stunning woman and I in a slim street lined with hotel fronts, a few more women further up the way but after a couple moments I obliged with her demand. Why not? I had money to throw around for now and she seemed enticing enough to speak to, plus she spoke the language fluently so that was more than enough for me.

That's how her and I ended up in a hotel with clueless little ol me stripped of my clothing and hers too. The room we were both in wasn't much to talk about but it was obviously a Japanese love hotel, something that stood out from the rest of the spaces I had seen thus far only because I could hear thumping and moans from the next room over and that was enough to kinda get the ball rolling on what I had gotten myself into. I didn't have a girlfriend back home waiting for me, not a wife, not even a friend who had interest in me which was quite sad to admit but I wasn't much of a looker admittedly. All I could say was good looking was the cock between my legs which dangled with a heavy weight, swollen balls joyfully awaiting their usage while the tip of my member drilled with excitement. The thing was obviously huge, larger than a monster can for easy comparison which made what I now presume to be a prostitute rather... excited? It was strange to see someone happy to do their job especially after such a rough introduction but the market was always silly like that.

Bullshit aside though, the woman was enthusiastic to get onto her knees, her hands wrapping around my rear to keep me in place, sharp fingernails digging into my skin uncomfortably but not so much as to make me say anything. Her lips neared the hear of my member and her eyes looked up almost hungrily which I couldn't help but lust over, she was stunning after all and her breast were huge, her ass ever larger. The outfit she had beforehand had been stripped clean, a striped bikini left in its place which weirded me out a little since I wasn't too into bikinis but most of it was hidden by her silky multi-colored hair which draped down her back past her ass from this angle. Pretty was all I could think of, but my thoughts were quickly drained when she yanked my cock up and down furiously with her hands, precum dribbling out and into her open mouth while her other hand flicked my balls, making me lurch forward. I groaned with a mixture of discomfort and pleasure, my member throbbing while she jerked me off. Her eyes remained dead set on mine, like she was trying to hypnotize me or something and it was beginning to work before she flicked my balls again, balls that were now noticeably far swollen than they were a moment before. I had never gotten excited so fast and this woman's handywork had little room for improvement, seems those flicks made my member jolt with incredible excitement before she flicked them again and I felt a flood of pleasure all throughout my body. I nearly buckled from the feeling as my semen busted out from the end of my cock and what should have been her face.

The intense ejaculation I felt suddenly disappeared after a split second of silence. All the pleasure I had felt a moment before was silenced by a lack of anything between my legs. In fact, I felt pleasure inside of me rather than on the exterior of some girthy cock. It felt internal, fuzzy, and incredibly *wet* like I was some sort of leaking hose with far too much pressure inside of me that yearned for release. There was no automatic valve though like what my penis had which was... now in my hand at eye level? A spurt of jizz hit my face as I realized what I was holding, another one landing in the back of my throat before a rope of cum bounded across my forehead and made me fall flat on my ass. The hand that held my own cock suddenly drew back to act as a shield which was quickly swatted away. I wanted to yell out for whatever this was to stop, but I felt a much larger hand grab my own and put it aside without an ounce of effort. Another few shots of my own baby batter managed to get itself into my open mouth before I tried to shut it close but to no avail.

"Whuh thuh faw-!" I tried to cry out before a cock entered my mouth like some sort of fleshy cork, my instant response being to gag when it struck the back of my throat. It felt odd having my throat filled with semen, who would ever imagine that to be the case? And who would ever expect to look up to whoever was doing this and see themselves? Definitely not me because going from standing to suddenly being on my ass face to face with what should have been my penis was a surreal experience. Especially when my old body grabbed my head and forced me down onto my own cock until I bottomed out with their balls slamming into my chin. I gurgled excessively for a couple moments before beginning to gag from the large manly train being shoved down by throat. I felt entirely vulnerable in this moment, even felt like crying as my own cock bled cum into my throat which I could spit up, I couldn't even fucking breathe but that feeling lasted only a few moments later as my old body kicked me off my own member with a lot more force than I would have liked. But at that point, I liked anything but an oversized dick down my throat.

"GUAH! GLUH... AWCK!" I made strange noises trying to cough up the cum in my mouth and down my throat, but I only managed to spit a little out before my body naturally forced a swallow and I cried in misery before turning over and flopping onto my own hands and knees. "COUG- COUGH!" I finally managed before breathing in rapidly, my hands moving to shove hair out from my face while ropes of jizz bled down and onto what looked like a new pair of breast glued to my body. I wasn't entirely sure as to what the fuck was happening, I couldn't even tell where my actual body was because for all I knew; that cock was about to enter my mouth again and all I could do was take it like a tiny slut. At least that's how I saw it because after a couple moments, my older body came into view with a nasty grin painted over it. "What the fuck!" I cried up to it in a squeaky voice unfamiliar, nervousness building up in my tone before my hands clasped around my throat. That wasn't my voice, this isn't by body. There were two large tits on my chest and a fat ass on my rear, a missing cock between my legs and cum down my throat plus a little less money from my bank account. I wanted to believe it wouldn't get worse, but I should have read a little more into the sort of people I needed to beware of.

"Ch- change me back, I want to go back." I sobbed from the floor before I grabbed my old bodies wrist to stand back up but the heels on my feet made it near impossible and by the time I did almost make it up to my feet I was immediately thrown to the bed with my ass to the air. "You paid for this. You have twenty five minutes left, we made a deal." I suddenly heard from behind me in a manner so casual I absolutely knew it wasn't me in there. Anyone who knew me would have known, because the cold manner in which they crawled into the bed right behind me and slapped it against my ass was an action I'd never consider. I would never have considered making some woman choke on my cock, nor would I have thought to force them to drink my cum but there's a first time for everything. "Wh- what do you mean?" I called back from the front before my face was shoved into a pillow, effectively silencing me as their other hand slowly slid the bikini out of the way. I knew what was about to happen, I just wasn't prepared at all for the new sensation of a large monstrosity of a cock to separate me.

This was probably the only time I'd ever wished for my own cock to be smaller because it was anything but that it was like shoving a monster can inside of me for crying out loud and I felt every single vein of my own member as it separated me in two. I would have screamed as loudly as I could if it didn't feel so fucking good but that didn't matter now. The prostitutes hand slammed against my ass, causing shutters throughout my body alongside muffled moans before she drew her hand back from my head to use both to hold my hips up on her new cock. I couldn't tell how many times she had actually done this, but a ballpark guess was definitely more than I had because my own cock felt like a miracle weapon as it split me apart.

PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

Our bodies collided repeatedly, my internals lubricating the prostitutes shaft as it ripped in and out of me with a ferocity newly discovered by me. I felt as though this might have been her first time using something so big, so putting something like this in the hands of someone obviously experienced was absolutely going to make me scream and squirm in the bed. By the time I noticed she had released my face, she was balls deep inside of me. When I went up from the pillow for fresh air, only the tip was lift and a void of space in its wake as she stretched me out causing me to scream in pleasure before it went back in. "Oh~! Ow! Ow! Stah- stahp!" I screamed as I pushed myself up to my hands and knees on the bed, my tits dangling beneath me which began to bob back and forth like a pendulum swing as the prostitute put a bit more force into railing me. Every time she smashed her new body against my own I felt my knees move forwards an inch towards the headboard, my hands sliding while my legs shook. My back arched in reaction, straightening out while I tried to resist her pushes but I just couldn't. The pleasure made me curl over, my face pushing into the pillows while one of my arms braced, the other stolen by her hands.

"No~" I protested between moans before she ripped back with the one arm she had stolen, keeping my upper half suspended in the air before she reached forwards again to steal the one bracing me from falling over. At first I was eating the pillow ahead of me as hard as I could, trying to numb the pleasure as much as I could but she ripped back on both of my arms like reigns in order to lift my upper half up a foot into the air. That's where the fun began.

She thrusted into me like never before with such force I felt as if I was about to break. Like this new body of mine was going to Shatter if she kept this up and hair drew over my face, breast shooting up and down from the force racketeering through my body, my ass jiggling with each consecutive pump until the prostitute drew tired of the position. How many times did she thrust into me before that? I lost count after the first thirty seconds but it wasn't long after that, that she decided to let go and let me drop pitifully against the bed. Just like the arm holding, she didn't let that last long forever because after one THWAP! against my bare ass, her hands greedily slithered forward up my spine collecting as much hair as possible to ball it all up at my scalp and use as another anchor to lift my upper half into the air with a YOINK.

"aAh- ah! Put it down! Put it doh.." I protested momentarily as she tugged back, reeling me closer and closer until my back was against her chest and her cock was pumping into me faster and faster. I could feel it throbbing by this point and I knew that cum was imminent and so did she. She just wasn't very polite about letting me know she didn't want it inside because the moment that throbbing got a little excessive she pushed me up and off of her cock with a satisfying little *pop!* and busted her second seed of the night onto my back in spurts before it turned to thick, slimy ropes that covered my skin. "Whuh~.." I quietly murmured, my body falling to the bed while she coated her own bodies back in my cocks wet jizz.

Then my mind blanked, and I was back in my own body staring down at a sweaty, shivering mess of a woman that I was just in moments prior.

"What... the fuck.." I said between breaths. I am definitely going to try this again.

My girlfriend Shelly and I were never really good when it came to communication, but the same exact thing could be said for everything else. We didn't talk to one another, we didn't get along with one another, we didn't even fuck eachother happily. The only reason we had gotten together was because of our shared friend Mary who realized we could kinda 'complete' eachother and set us up on a couple dates. The first one went well, then the next.. and every one after that which is when we came to the decision to actually make it official and only two months in did the ball just stop all the sudden. Maybe I should have been a little better at everything, or maybe she should actually give me actual constructive criticism instead of just complaining? There was no clear good or bad guy in any of our arguments or debates because there were no real instigators, just two people who made up with hot steamy sex until even that wasn't good enough for her. Sure I was kinda lacking on experience but to suddenly hear how she isn't into it anymore literally gave me more problems than I could count.

I started to get anxious every time we fucked, even forgot how to get it up at certain points and had to finish her off with some sloppy handwork. It didn't help that she'd shittalk me every time I tried before, during, and after our intimate session which just made my life sterile of any motivation until Mary finally asked me why we weren't hanging out as much. I started to explain everything to her but she just didn't want to hear it, something about pity parties and shit like that which pissed me off, and when I started to blabber so did she. Our conversation had started off with her telling me how sloppy I was being, how bad of a man I was turning out to be because I couldn't handle a little bit of pressure but I called her out for some sexist bs, but you don't wanna hear about that do you? You just want to know about how I ended up making a bet against her that she could do no better, and she took me up on it. Up to that point I've only heard rumors of bodyswap pills, it was a lucrative item that was about a thousand bucks a pop to get but that wasn't the problem. The problem was their scarcity on the market, and finding a dealer sane enough to avoid asking any questions without also forcing the people intending to swap to sign a contract was equally as rare as it was to win the lottery. It's why when she shoved a pill down my mouth and one in hers, I couldn't help but think of how fucking insane she was. Something that expensive could not have been easy to find, but little did I know that this was the entire point of the argument, that she had a secret motive underneath her frustration that only became clear later on.

My vision blurred when she forced me to swallow that pill, our argument coming to a temporary slowdown as our bets came to fruition. At first I thought she had drugged me with something laced, like... something that would send me to the hospital which had my mind racing and questions blurring. My suspicions of it didn't last very long, fizzling out of my mind the second I realized I was looking at my body only a few feet away and from a slightly smaller perspective like this was some odd mirror. I didn't even bother to ask where she had gotten the pill, only that she had actually swapped us which is where the real conversation began~ "Did you really just fucking swap us? What the hell, Mary!" I squeaked out in a voice not my own, bringing some obvious shock to my mind accompanied by some clarity obviously enough. I didn't even have to look down to myself from this new perspective, because my voice was exactly the same as Mary's and that's because it was. "Yeah, I fucking did!" Mary, in my own body finally said after a couple seconds if rehabilitating herself, regaining her mental standing before looking down to me with a light smirk. What the fuck did she have to smirk about here?

I took a step closer to Mary before forcefully poking a finger into my old bodies ribs, pushing her back only an inch despite how much strength I had put into it. My old body wasn't that strong of course, it was skinny and built for anything but pushing and shoving but the least it could do was move someone back more than just an inch! "So the bets really on? You're gonna go be a better man or some shit? Fuck my girlfriend in my own body you slut!" I cried out before an expression of bewilderment flashed across my old bodies face. "Ew, no! I'm not gonna even try to flirt with Shelly, I know damn well she'd just be a bitch. The best way for me to show you how good of a man I can be; is to just show you!" Her tone started off with disgust but gradually got happier, maybe a little too happy given the situation we were in which got me a little flustered. "Show me? What do you mean show me?" I asked before I finally looked down at myself in some sort of attempt at self-realization. I didn't need this slutty friend of mine to tell me something that she made out to be so obviously simple, so I took in all the factors that I couldn't think about a moment ago only to realize how different things felt.

I felt my legs compress all the way up to my mid thigh, the pressure suddenly releasing right above which told me she had a pair of stockings underneath her sweat pants. Above that though I could tell how skinny this body was, like I could fit between the atoms of a fucking brick which kinda told me that Mary had a golden body of some sorts in terms of body fat and all that shit. I couldn't get into it from just feels and I obviously wasn't going to go taking off her clothes because I already partially knew she wasn't as light as I had thought a second ago. Her body had two breast glued to her chest which appeared mediocre at best from my old bodies angle but rather large from my new perspective but a question arose as I glanced over the two fleshy mounds; why did they feel so tight? My girlfriend always complained about bras being so constructive but whatever shit Mary was wearing underneath her shirt felt outright suffocating, like she was trying to conceal the very existence of her endowed body.

"Don't be a perv." Mary called down to me as I got lost in thought, my mind only brought when she tugged on my incredibly long hair to jolt my head upwards to bring my gaze to hers. That felt like an obvious trigger for this body because a warmth flared up from the deep pits of my stomach, one that felt almost outright... romantic? But I couldn't tell, maybe Mary just had a kink for someone pulling on her hair. "Ow, what the hell!" I peeped before swatting my old bodies hand away and taking a step back before I finally kinda realized what she had meant a few seconds ago. I had been having problems having sex with my girlfriend... Mary wanted to show me how better of a man she could be but only to me... I was in her body. It didn't take a fucking genius to recognize she wanted to fuck me, but the lack of inflated cock between my old legs told me she wasn't actually that into it, or maybe it was my body that couldn't get it up not my mind? I wished she had just shoved some viagra into my mouth instead of an entire swap pill, that'd make this entire situation a lot less awkward.

"Oh please, I know you like it." Mary said in a manner befuttling me a little. It sounded sensual, attractive to my ears but not too crazy. It was like she had kicked a stone to get a conversation rolling and this bodies natural reaction was to get rolled up right in the way my old voice had said it. Hell, I don't even think I could say that even if I practiced on my girlfriend. Not like that would have made a difference. "No, I don't. " I frustratingly said before realizing Mary was just one step closer than she had been before. "Is that so? And how about this?" She asked before she drove this entire situation from a 25 straight to 1,000,000. She could have pecked me, kissed me, hell she could have torn my own pants off and ran around in the streets naked like a crackhead and that wouldn't have amounted to what she did to her own body. She used what masculine muscle she had to turn me around at the hips, forcing a surprised gasp from me but that wasn't it. We had been arguing in the kitchen of her apartment for awhile, nothing weird given we hung out all the time prior to my girlfriend and I getting together so a little friendly reunion never hurt anyone. This was going to be the first time it hurt, because she easily thrusted my old hips into my new ass, slamming my pelvis against the marble countertops before her hands came to my back to bend me down at a 90 degree rotation. I thought about fighting back, struggling, and I did. It was obvious that wasn't going to work, though because by the time I even realized what was happening she alreay kicked my legs apart to spread me open and slam her pelvis into my ass in a sorta dry humping motion.

"Ngh~!" My body forcefully let out before I screamed in terror, did I just moan? I tried to push myself up from the counter but I froze in the motion as Mary let out a chuckle and tore me off the counter and into her arms in a strong embrace. "What the fuck!" I tried to say but my body said none of it, I just quietly went into her arms willingly. Submissively. "See? I knew you'd like a little bit of play, you need to be more confident when you move... you had a lot more strength than you realized."

A thousand thoughts blew through my mind, all starting with her speaking in past tense like this was going to be some sort of permanent arrangement and it definitely was not. The next was why I was breathing so heavily, like I was just getting over a sudden workout which didn't seem any thing like me. Alas, my third thought was drawn up, repeatedly replacing every other thought I could think up on its own; why couldn't I do anything? I was trying to resist this bodies urges but that wasn't it. Something deep inside of me was curious despite my outward defiance and it left me feblishly incapable to do anything but scream in my mind. I felt so powerless in this body, so... submissive to my old voice which hinted to what that pill might have been laced with. I had heard that you could get a submissive pill in order to temporarily change a personality, but when had she given me that? I couldn't remember because a couple seconds later she had me thrown onto her messy bed with my chest to the sky. Maybe she had taken one before I came over, but how did she resist the affects when our argument started? I didn't fucking know, I didn't care though because my worries washed away when the music in the room came on and the lights dulled to a bluish hue.

I wanted to look around the room to see all the posters on the wall, I wanted to see the memories our friend group of three had, all the things we had done ranging from concerts to silly petty shit like stealing drinks from random parties. We had good memories but those memories dissipated when my old body crawled onto the bed right above me with both hands on my knees. I tried to keep my legs closed but the resistance wasn't there, Mary pried me right open without so much as an ounce of effort to expose nothing. I still had my sweats on and she giggled with my voice as to how silly the idea was. "Oops, I'd almost forgotten.." She said casually before grasping onto the top of my pants and jerking back. The powerful motion rocketed my ass into her crotch which Mary didn't seem to mind, she kinda seemed to like it given the nice look she had on my old face. My oh my did my body look nice under the blue light, and it got so much nicer when I realized who was inside of it. I didn't think of my girlfriend once throughout this entire sequence, not when the mystery pills effects took place and this body relinquished all hold on a good moral compass, I had the feeling that carried over into Mary's new body too but no mind. Despite all of that, she still tore off her little bodies sweatpants with ease and tossed them aside.

My eyes shot down to whatever had remained and that's when I realize there was nothing. She had been wearing sweats this entire time without anything underneath, a little commando of her which I respected. What I did not respect was the mess she exposed like the juices her pussy produced in reaction to all the sensual words her body was exposed to. I don't even know how I didn't feel all of this between my legs earlier, maybe I just hasn't gotten used to feeling everything in her body? Odd.

"Wow, that's a bummer.." I heard Mary say before my eyes drew up from my juicy, slobbery folds to the disappointed look my body had, but not to me. It was to the lack of any sustenance between their legs, meaning they also had troubles too getting it up by the sound of it. That didn't stop them though. No. It. Did. Not. That was where Mary and I heavily differed; whereas I would give up, she immediately dove between my legs with a gluttonous look that every religion on earth would shame you for. It didn't take an idiot let alone an incredibly horny woman (which was me apparently) to realize how incredible it felt to feel her lips on my inner thigh. It took a bit of thought to process I felt like I was going to explode with pleasure from just that though, how could that be possible? It made no sense as to how that could be true yet it happened. Mary used my soft lips to smooch the inside if my thighs and even suck a little bit, giving this newer needy body of mine a roller coast of feels that sent me into a moaning fever that echoed all throughout the apartment.

"Ohh... oh....- OH!" I suddenly cried out as her tongue licked across my fleshy folds and her fingers roped around my thighs to keep me in place as I squirmed around from the sudden jolts of pleasure that tore my mind apart. It made no sense whatsoever how she had managed to do this, how she managed to have a body so fucking sensitive to something like a little lick but she presented me with more than what I could ever have bargained for when her tongue slipped inside of me after a second. I never knew I'd have anything inside of me before this very moment. The thought that something other than a bullet could enter any body of mine without immediate pain just wasn't a thought and that's just because I never rolled that way. I never liked anal play, so when she entered my new body with my own tongue I was suddenly up for a new experience and I wasn't even seeing anything. I was on my back kicking my legs trying to squish my own head between my thighs before she suddenly pulled back after only a second of being inside of me. "Whyz sre.. you..." I impatiently huffed, my speech slurred by pleasure before Mary swam up from between my legs to grace me with a kiss directly to my closed lips. Her tongue forced its way inside of my mouth, a salty sensation meeting my tastebuds which I would have spat out if it wasn't so hot. I've eaten my girlfriend out before, but it took me awhile to get to the point of tasting that familiar substance given I was never on point with my foreplay but shitty matters aside it was interesting to taste that after what was only a couple minutes of activity.

"Why am I what? Stopping?" Mary asked of me which I slowly nodded with closed eyes, my legs slowly clamping back together to rub against one another. I would have done something with my own two fingers but my body became distracted with grasping the bed sheets underneath long ago. Not for long though, "Because I think you've had it a little too good~ you need something less... fruitful." She whispered into my ear before her own two hands dug into my shirt just above my breast. It felt odd to be on the receiving end of someone declothing you, but she put another meaning to it when she ripped it in twine with my old bodies two hands. Something I had never ever been able to do, but she did it in one big Umpf! That exposed some restraining binding on my chest that told me everything I needed to know. She was trying to hide something and the hungry look my old body gave my chest told me what I didn't want to know. She wanted to declothe me like a depraved mutt and so she would without error, taking her hands and tearing off the binding. Two, large tits flopped out from their imprisonment with a pair of nipples that poked right at the sky like the tips of swords. They felt raw, sensitive to even the air, rock hard too in comparison to the soft squishy flesh that the rest of her breast maintained. They didn't hold much of a natural form from where I laid, kinda flattening a little. They didn't totally flatten like a pair this big usually would though, the two had just the right amount of firmness to give any man a raging boner as to how perfect they appeared even from afar- if that made any sense.

If only I could have been in my own body for this though, I thought. "Why are your eyes closed? Are you scared?" Mary asked before she lightly blew into my face, causing it to scrunch until I finally complied and opened up my eyed to see my soaking body. I could feel the fire now between my legs, a raging mound of sensitivity that begged for release and when I saw my tits it was like some natural urge came over me to suddenly cover them and so I did. Mary giggled in my body to the reaction, obviously finding it endearing that I could still be embarrassed over something so small- no- big, something that this body should be proud of but you can't get rid of natural instinct. Nevertheless things moved on and she began to speak once again: "There we go, beautiful." I got a little more wet. "Seems your hands are occupied now, do you want me to handle your needs?" The voice asked yet I had no response. Not a peep, only a slight shuffle of my thighs. "That's all I need to know~" Mary whispered before our lips combined once again to keep me from focusing on the spot between my legs. Not like that would matter though because my old bodies hand slowly slid down my stomach.

Was she going to finger me?

Yes, yes she was.

Mary's manly fingers slowly slid into me as our tongues interlocked, our saliva shifting while my outer folds parted ways for her index and middle fingers. I should have denied her the opportunity to do anything but I just couldn't, this body couldn't. I knew this is what I needed, my needy clit seemed to agree too and Mary made sure to service me just as she usually would in her own body by shifting her palm to rub over the most sensitive spot in my entire baby-making assembly that sent jolts of pleasure all throughout my brain. What the fuck was that? It felt like she had hit a landmine but I couldn't focus on the details, her fingers dug into me and hooked upwards to my stomach from the inside before wiggling about. Her palm still moved back and forth before going up and down up my needy slit until I began to squirm in her hold once again. I wanted to look down so desperately but she made sure to keep me from doing so by intensifying our kiss by leaning further into it. Our tongues wrestled for superiority but her fingers being inside of me didn't make for much of an even fight. Mary was dominating me and I knew it, and I loved it. I loved how her hands maneuvered between my legs, how her fingers pried me apart to enter me and how this bodies insides tried to squeeze her out desperately before sucking her in even further which each convulsion. It felt unnatural to be this into things, but I wasn't one to argue.

I wasn't going to argue the pressure inside of me building up, the ecstacy that demanded release as Mary's hands continued to make easy work of me. ~Shlk.. shlk... shlk... it was repeatable. The wet sounds we made together of her fingers going in and out of me accompanied by her palm gently slapping against my clit with each frequent rotation that just made me that much more needy for release. That much more desperate, but how desperate? So much.

So... so desperate that it exploded. I exploded right on her hand, my internal liquids rapidly expulsing from my body like I was some sort of human showerhead in bed. My screams filled my mouth, only muffled by Mary's tongue digging farther into my mouth in an attempt to silence me. Wouldn't want the neighbors to get suspicious, would we? No we would not! But a plumber might if they saw just how much fluid I had shot across the room, a puddle forming underneath my ass which was soaking into the bedsheets below after only a second of existing. My legs racked as pleasure filled my body and burst out through every joint, my hands shaking and my back arching while my stomach settled at its lowest point almost in an effort to eject everything. Mary's hand was forced out from inside of me and she happily obliged to making my experience that much more intense by furiously rubbing her fingers all the way up and down my slit until I was rotating and pushing her away with my own two hands. She didn't stop, I didn't stop, hell no one stopped what they were doing until I ran out of juice to squirt out and Mary finally saw a success between her legs.

A six inch cock that made an obvious tent that now poked at my fingered body.

Did she just become a better man than me?

I should have been more careful walking into that bar with my buddies, I also should have been more alarmed when the chick I walked up to seemed a little more infatuated than what I would have considered to be normal. Originally, I was never the one to start an engagement, it led to me losing out on a lot of what could have been relationships and so on. Maybe I was just too shy to get out there and do shit? Or maybe I just didn't have it in me to break the ice and shove my dick in the hand of any woman who looked at me the right way– either way I just wasn't the player all my buddies were hoping from me. I was on the shorter side, a bit skinny and maybe too feminine for my own good which painted the perfect picture for a certain woman who's eye I obviously caught. It had taken me a few drinks to build up the confidence to finally talk to her, a lot more encouragement from my buddies later to actually walk across the packed bar and introduce myself. Though I wish I could have just gone home because the moment I spoke, she was obviously in love.

"Hey, I'm Kai.." I nervously voiced, the little bit of booze in my veins working overtime to keep me from simply tumbling down. "Oh~? You don't look like a Kai." The woman responded, her gaze shifting to look me up and down before she pursed her lips to cut me off, keeping whatever awkward shit I was gonna say from actually getting out. "I say you look more like a Lexie" She chimed which flew right over my head, "But isn't that a woman's name?" I inquired after a few seconds of thought, letting the silence between us improperly build up before she laughed it off and shooed the idea aside. "Please, you're more woman than anything." She mocked in what was probably her own version of flattery but it obviously didn't sit well with me. I knew damn well what I looked like, I could also remember every time my friends and even family members made fun of me for my short height and tiny frame with even my female friends looking to put a wig on me but I always had none of it. The only difference between then and now was that my nerves were a bit more laxed with all the alcohol.

"Fuck off," Really, Kai? Were they that laxed? "You're being a lot more cruel than you should be, just tell me to go home or some shit instead of shooting me down like that." I stated which earned an eye roll from the woman. She obviously wasn't going to have a feminine man throw a fit, especially one who most definitely could wear a skirt and no one would notice but at what point did she stop? Obviously never. She just continued on, adding a few sweet words onto the rest of it. "Come on, don't be like that." She breathed harmlessly before kicking her feet a little farther from the bench she sat on. "I'm not shooting you down just yet, I'm only teasing. Why don't we settle down for a little, I'm Jesse." She claimed before reaching out a hand to grab my own by force before I could dare turn to walk away. Although it was nice to know she wasn't going to reject me just yet, it felt horrible to he humiliated like that with others in obvious earshot, how couldn't I be humiliated? This hot-bitch was a bitch, and that didn't stop her from winking at me and cause my world to spin. The rest of the night was a total blur after that, at least between that conversation all the way to saying goodbye to my friends with the hot lady in tow. And judging by the bewildered looks on their faces, they all couldn't believe I had achieved such a high staple in my life where a Gothic woman named Jesse was taking me home in her own car while whispering sexual theories into my ears like how long I could probably last before I exploded in her or how small my cock could be given my tiny size. That was one of the few things I historically prided myself on; an eight inch cock that stood every single chance against the world with heavy balls and a girth to support it. Yet the moment we arrived at her apartment and the throbbing mess between my legs finally came out, it looked a lot shorter than I had remembered..

"What-" I started before Jesse pushed me by my chest and onto the couch, supposedly having not noticed my lack of inches to my Excalibur I had been preaching about the whole ride here. She spoke to me about using it as a tool to get her to heaven, how she would climb the pole and dance on it until I had came at least three times inside of her, and not a single condom was ever mentioned in all of this which obviously meant I was in for a ride. That all went down the drain when I realized my cock stood at only half of what it should have been and my balls noticeably smaller. "What, did you think it would be bigger with me here, Lexie?" She teased which confused me a little, maybe this was just a case of erectile dysfunction? I had heard a couple stories from my buddies that they had forgotten how to work themselves into a boner when they drank heavily but I was only a little buzzed, maybe tipsy if that even mattered or perhaps this was just some weird allergic reaction. Complications aside though, Jesse was all for the embarrassed look on my face my shameless attempts to hide my smaller boner. I could probably still do the deed, but I was always a size rather than motion sorta guy, you work with the cards you have. Would you swing a club around like a sword? Or would you swing it like a club, and swing a sword like a sword like a proper man. Jesse obviously didn't get the memo of that though because she forced by hands aside with her own and gripped by cock tightly between her fingers, a malicious look written across her face spelling my doom before I felt a sudden warmth? I could feel immense pressure building up in my shorter shaft, like I was already about to cum from just a touch and that's because I was. There wasn't a single droplet of precum from all the excitement, only my balls swelling before a sudden expulsion of baby batter from the tip of my little member enveloped in her hand all over the woman's wrist and forearm. It should have been ropes and ropes like my original cock could dispense but instead it came out as a clear gel-like subtance as if the parts in my body were no longer doing what they were made to do, just simple imitations that even meant things like pleasure. Throughout all of that I felt nothing, nothing until Jesse's fingers suddenly plunged into me from between my legs? Between the moment of me ejaculating all over her forearm to her fingers now inbetween my legs only a few seconds had passed, all of it in confusion as to what was happening but I was in no position to ask that because I immediately curled in on myself in reaction to a new source of pleasure.

It was totally defining from the way it made by body curl over, like a new light was being brought to my vision, like a new element had just been created in my body and that's because it was. It was the pleasure I had missed over some odd twenty five years of my life on this earth, all the female pleasure which had been building up to release in this very moment in one very serious, pleasurable explosion caused by none other than the magical Jesse with a simple push. She didn't even need to draw herself out of my pussy or do any fancy tricks, all she needed to do was stand there with her fingers inside of me and let the jolting shocks of pleasure to my mind to the rest. Except with every jolt I seemed to change more and more for the worse. I could feel fat building up on my thighs, jiggling which each convulsion while every one of my moans seemed to make my chest swell up. My nipples which had been practically useless all of my life suddenly became useful with the introduction to hardened, sensitive tips that took every sensation I rubbed up against like her arm, and quantified it ten fold to accelerate the process.

Before long though, foreign bluish hair had fallen over my face and took me by surprise just as the sight of my changing hormonal body did. "Enjoying the view?" Jesse teased before suddenly ejecting herself from my vagina, giving me a rest from the pleasure while hair dangled over my face and down the far end of my back to my new ass, sweaty ass. It took me a moment to build up the courage to speak, but my voice was entirely unfamiliar and strange to even my own ears. "W-what did you do!" I cried out only to hear a woman's voice, and I immediately covered my mouth with a sudden movement which caused by tits to bounce from left to right. "I gave you an improvement, Lexie." The Goth spoke down before she snapped her fingers and a handheld mirror appeared in her hand with the handle in my direction. I nervously reached forwards to grasp it, absolutely dreading the idea that this body was not just a dream. That I did not just get turned into a fucking woman named Lexie, but I needed to confirm those fears head on. It felt like an eternity between her handing it out to me actually grabbing it, and then it felt like literal hours before I put myself into perspective.

The face from the other end was obviously not my own going from my new golden eyes to the piercing on my eyebrow and especially the blue hair which seemed way too natural to be fake. A professional job maybe? But even the biggest professionals can't hide natural composition for such a look which is why I went further down to confirm everything else. My lips had been dyed black with lipstick, my nails too with polish as they came into view but that wasn't the worst of it. "This isn't an improvement, change me back! Where did I go!" I immediately protested upon seeing my altered appearance, fright taking over the hormonal imbalance dwelling between my legs before Jesse shot me a look. "Where did you go?" She asked rhetorically which earned a nod from me, and she was just as quickly to answer by reaching around the back of her skirt and unzipping it to set it down her knees. "Right here, silly~" I shouldn't have even bothered to ask, I should have just accepted my fate and mistreated my new body at home or something with a rough finger session, or maybe have just never gone to the bar in general... because the second she let those pants down was the same moment a ten inch club fell down into view dangling between two muscular thighs with a throbbing pulse that made it look like it's own heart.

" Wh-" I tried to say before she interrupted me, slapping a palm clean across my face before grasping my face by the cheeks and pushing me against the couch I sat on. "Let's shut down any complaints, shall we? I just want some fun for the night and in all honesty, scissoring men scared shitless in their new bodies just isn't enjoyable anymore." She started off with, earning a nervous nod from me before she exhaled in a sigh. "Which is why I decided you should suck my dick like a popsicle to earn it back!" She excitedly exclaimed which received a frightened yelp from me and a sudden jolt backwards into the couch cushions. "No, no! I can't suck that shit, why the fuck would I suck that?" I complained before pointing to the large club between Jesse's legs. "Because if you don't in the next ten seconds, I won't change you back. Hell, I might even consider giving you clothes to walk home with if you suck hard enough." Now whether or not she was going to uphold that end of the deal was entirely up to fate and an agonizing five seconds of silence drew past before she began to speak again. I didn't have any time to think, I didn't have even a moment to consult myself on whether or not I should give up my dignity permanently with whatever this fucking shit was but she was making it impossible.

"Let me make this clear, if you don't blow me right now... you're going to be stuck that way for the rest of your life minus the big rack, the fat ass, and your gag reflex. You will live as a shitty little flashlight-stick for every second of your day and I might even make you dumber! Last guy to fail to do anything with me is still on the streets handing herself out for a dollar an hour. Dumb bitch." She said all of it so fast that I couldn't keep up and all I ended up hearing were threats that Jesse could absolutely uphold. I supposedly had an advantage here with all the new assets but the cons far outweighed the pros and it was obvious my time was running short. So in the last second before the timer ran out, I jolted forwards to grab the long cock she had and lifted it into the air to begin stroking with a pair of dainty fingers. "There we go!" She positively exclaimed before I shot a furious look up to the woman. "Hmmm? Angry now?" She responded in kind and before I could say anything, she snapped her fingers and my jaw opened right up for her monster-dick to suddenly plunge itself right to the back of my throat.

"You can be angry later, just do your fucking job right now." She demanded before I cried out in compulsive gags, my throat closing around the tip of her penis before she shoved it even further down my throat. I could have sworn by jaw was about to snap in two with how girthy her cock was, she could have fucked a dragon for all I cared but I didn't. I didn't care at all if she could, all I could focus on was getting this done and going back to my original body which she seemed adamant on teasing be about. "At this pace you won't ever be a man again, Lexie." She meaningfully threatened which finally gave me the push to throat her member to what was almost the base. Or maybe it was half way? Five inches was quite a lot for a first timer and the next two after that were something I definitely couldn't do without eye protection but she forced it in anyways even as I screamed and croaked on her cock until I could feel her member begin to throb. She was enjoying it and this body supposedly was but I most definitely wasn't. Having something bigger than my own shoved down my prideful throat was the most humiliating thing I could have ever imagined but I had no idea she would go as far as to grab two clumps of my long silky hair and bind it up around her hands to create handles. I should have known what this meant, I had watched enough porn to know that having a woman on her ass with your hands turning their hair into handlebars meant skull fucking but my mind was being boggled by seven out of ten inches of cock bring pushed into my throat.

"NGGHH!" I furiously tried to get out only to be silenced with a sudden thrust into my throat which forced me only a quarter inch further onto her member before she suddenly ripped it out of my mouth like a cord. At first I was relieved she had taken it out but that only meant worse down the road, "Say aahh!" Jesse ordered, not quite appreciating my current efforts up until now which led to her plunging her cock right down my throat before I could take a proper breath. Then it was back out a moment later, and like she was teasing me... it was back in. She kept going back and forth I felt like I was going to pass out, the force of her thrust were starting to draw stars in my vision until my gaze was blotted out by her pelvis jamming up against my eyes and nose. Each time she drew me out, she slammed herself into my mouth even harder to push me just a little further down her member until I had completely bottomed out. I had just been worn in by the most brutal woman around and the slurping noises coming from me gasping for air obviously meant that could only be true. She made her cruelty even more known because the moment I felt her begin to throb as a sign of release, she shoced my lips all the way to the base of her shaft until I could feel my lipstick planting against her raw skin. I could also feel the lack of air to my lungs from all ten inches causing my throat to bulge, and I could see the light at the end of the tunnel suddenly encroaching. It felt so unbelievable to be in this predicament, unfulfilling to know my throat was just a toy to be used and it would remain that way when she let loose inside my throat all her baby batter and ropes of cum until she pulled back and released my hair with a sigh of displeasure.

"Disa-fucking-pointing." She claimed while taking it out of my mouth, a sudden pop! Filling the room following gasps for air and choking. She was adamant I had done a bad job, so much so that she took a seat right where I had been and kicked me forwards all fours to let me cough up every clump of her cum but most of it had to be regrettably swallowed. Some of it was just too far down the chamber but she wasn't going to let me recover just yet. I knew she wasn't so I was quick to pry her legs apart and steel myself, my hands grasping at her limp mass which she solved with the snap of her fingers and bam! It was standing right up again and ready to go for another round. I was quicker this time to get on it, noting the rings of black lipstick around her shaft from only a minute ago, each ring featuring the depths I could reach with a little bit of discomfort but afrer a nervous look up to the woman... I obviously wasn't going to be receiving any comfort any time soon, so I got right to work slurping up any jizz remaining from the last minute to start anew with my hands pumping up and down her member to get her ready for another load.

I was doing this entirely out of duty, a desperate sense of duty at that which constantly pleaded for her to change her mind, for that displeased look on her face to disappear; alas it did not and she just smirked when I forced my jaw open to take in her cock. "GLRRRKK!" I painfully gagged, going deeper and deeper until only one hand could hold on to the base which I used to rapidly pump up and down in hopes my gagging would do the rest. Jesse on the other hand didn't seem to feel a thing, rather she just went on to play with my hair, giving it sudden tugs to influence me to go ever deeper while she refused to touch any other part of my body especially the spot between my legs so she decided to spice this up a big by snapping her fingers once again. One moment I could feel a sopping wet mess between my legs, like a needy clit was in need of servicing but I had been way too occupied up until now worrying about other things so I mustered all my efforts to forget about it. That was never enough though, and definitely not now when a massive octopus toy began to worm itself inside my pussy while a butt plug made itself apparent inside my ass, suddenly gaping me which sent jolts of pain mixed with pleasure up to my mind. In that moment I faltered, my consistent moments on her cock ceasing as my mind fell elsewhere and my jerking motions ceased and I retracted my throatful grip on her meat just far enough to where it popped out of my mouth and my loud moans could echo throughout the room.

Jesse didn't have anything to say about this new addition, not even a word because she was already scrolling on her phone looking through some shit, maybe even took a few pictures while I was down here to send to her ex or some shit but I obviously wasn't gaining her attention, I was just limp over her lap dry humping the air like a horny dog while my hand furiously pumped up and down at her member as to not lose my desperate progress which finally seemed to work. I could feel the sudden buildup and even the passage of sperm, but I couldn't feel the sheer quantity of it because it busted out like a volcano all over my face in ropes and ropes of seemingly burning hot semen that forced me to yelp and even hide away but retreating a mere couple of feet only got my front end and hands splattered and covered in her batter. click! A picture was taken from Jesse's seat, camera obviously pointed at me before she snapped her magical little fingers once again and a photo copied paper sheet of the picture she had just taken appeared in her hands. She flipped it around to me a second later to show the mess that had just been made of me.

"I think you might have to stay in that body awhile longer dear.. tsk, just seems like you're not doing what you're told!" What...? What the fuck! What the fuck did she mean I'd have to stay in this body? For how long? For how long must I endure this bullshit and live like a slut servicing this bitch? I didn't know, nor would I even think about it because the next few days after that were full of me trying to deep throat her cock, getting a tentacle or buttplug squirming up my ass, and then having it all be reset with the simple snap of her fingers. I should have never gone to that fucking bar.

You know how it is, you get home from a long day or work to find your girlfriend study and you end up helping her release all of her pent up stresses and emotions throughout the day, right? That's how it's usually supposed to go, and we fucked like we were the last two bunnies on earth because it went on for /hours/. Now when I tell you it was intense, I mean my girlfriend refused to do anything for at least 24 hours afterwards in fear of tearing something which just showed how good I was. Of course my girlfriend was going to sometimes rant and mostly brag about her experiences to her little friend group, but it appeared her shy, unkempt loser of a friend I call 'bitch' had a bit of a crush on what we had going on. It's not every day you get matched up with a man making all the money you need and more, but to have him fuck you like some sort of demigod in bed? It's a once in a lifetime experience unless you were dating me, and it appeared my gfs friend wanted just that.

The poor girl never actually made any passes at me though, not like I could, or would ever actually reciprocate because I just wasn't in to someone who lived so poorly. She couldn't take care if herself in terms of grooming, only prettied herself up on rare occasions but why would I settle for that when I could grab a smart chick like my girlfriend? She was studying to become an athletic therapist, a career I couldn't help but respect because who wouldn't? She obviously took good care of herself, running every day with a good diet routine that I helped her build but asides from that she did all the actual work in keeping herself maintained. It's that maintenance that gave her the tough endurance in resisting my rough sessions of nailing her to the wall with every fiber of my being and then choking her out to the base of my cock. Hot shit like that, but never did I suspect I'd suddenly go from my own body to a foreign perspective in the middle of one of those sessions.

The familiar lights of my room had suddenly vanished in the blip of an eye, all replaced with the dull lighting of a dark room while the bed I once knelt upon to fuck my girlfriend had also been replaced with a chair. It felt odd to go from kneeling to sitting, maybe I had passed out and it was night-time? My other senses told me otherwise, all but one; the heavy smell of sex that lingered in my nostrils and caused them to flare with familiarity. That was the only sense of it I would be getting though because the rest was entirely different including how I felt. Hormonal. I felt incredibly horny, so much so that I couldn't even notice I was sitting in front of a desk staring at a lost of words I could only describe as gibberish. The text looked almost ancient according to all the bullshit I had read online all those years ago, like something from a transformers movie. It was trying to imitate a thousand year old text without all the shitty perks of being a thousand years old.

That entire thing completely slipped past my mind because my focus was brought down to an aching need between my legs that was beginning to flare in my shock and awe of being brought elsewhere. So like any other person, I looked down to see a bit of pink hair fall down over my face. I knew for sure that was not my own, and I also knew damn well I wasn't this hot and sweaty just a few moments ago but my fears of everything being wrong were only heightened by a pair of two heavy, large breast attached to my chest and tightly binded by bra. I couldn't tell immediately but my clothes were also pink, and my legs were obviously spread apart with my hand between my legs... inside me? It wasn't at all right, that couldn't be right because I wasn't feeling any pain, I obviously wasn't stabbing myself– my fingers were plunged deep inside of me and every movement I made sent jolts of incredible pleasure straight to my mind, the sheer caliber to this sorta sensitivity far outclassing anything I obviously had back in my original body. It should have taken me far less time to realize I was in another person's body and actually a girl, actually snapped out of the illusion this was all a dream because it was completely real and I could feel all of it. I could feel my hand pulling out of my vagina, and I could see the thick ropes of my insides slowly split in the air as I spread my fingers to examine it. Cum? No, it was too lube-like and even tasted salty upon further examination which made me spit it out after a second of thought.

"What the fuck is this...?" I slowly spoke out, unsure of whether or not I should be screaming, calling my girlfriend, or figuring out who's body this belonged to so I just did all three with a little emphasis on 'screaming'. The shock of this entire thing partnered by my new cluster of emotions sent me into a frenzy to find out this sweaty, musky bodies phone to dial my girlfriend but it was dead. Of course it was fucking dead so I scrambled with my pants at my knees to the nearest mirror on the wall in what looked like a studio apartment only to find... my girlfriends friend, Linz? (Also referred to as 'bitch' of course.) The face that looked back at me was strangely in love with the moment, my own cheeks a rosey red with two dull eyes glaring back from underneath the messy pink hair with a certain ecstacy that cried for more. It wanted sex, and gods was it horny, far more than I was willing to accept. The new pussy between my legs wanted much more than I could give, and even as I rushed back to Linz's computer to search through it for an answer, all I could find was information on how to make this last a couple months rather than for just the next 24 hours. Meaning I supposedly had 24 hours to stop my old body from fucking another and cumming which was easier said than done, or I would just be stuck in this body for two months and every two months after if my old body kept ejaculating in women. Meaning Linz could fuck my girlfriend all night and I could be stuck in her shitty, horny little body for half a year watching from the sidelines if she even kept it in her pants. Might as well call it permanent with how well my girlfriend could perform in bed which brought another factor into this situation.

My girlfriend was never going to notice the sudden swap, Linz was definitely going to give in to her new feelings, and I didn't even have a charged phone to call them and tell them to stop which left me only one option; to sit and wait.

For the next ten minutes after, all I could do was sit in a body soaking wet inside a room full of the smell of my own sweat and sexual arousal that pleaded for more. I couldn't lie that I didn't feel a little curious about this woman's body, especially one that was a lot more curvier than my girlfriends which was definitely a surprise to me. So I gave in to this bodies urges and slowly explored the area between my legs in hopes of passing this eternity of time. It started with my fingers brushing across my soggy clit, forcing a sharp breath to exhale from my mouth before I spread the lips between my legs with my index and middle fingers. It wasn't hard to position myself in front of a standing mirror in the room, it also wasn't very hard to slowly push a single finger my borrowed hole to feel what it was like to have something inside of me. God was this body so fucking horny... but all of that could wait because the phone finally erupted to life with around a dozen... videos? I couldn't quite open the phone but some guesses like Linz's supposed birthday allowed for me to open it up and realize those videos were all from my previous body which I watched only the one out of a dozen. It should have been obvious what this was, but the idea never quite came to my mind that my old body was now being used as a tool for Linz to get closer with her girlfriend in the deepest manner possible. She wasn't performing as well as me but my girlfriend was obviously a lot more enthusiastic about being given the reigns for once because she had my back to the wall while she was forcibly fucking me while standing, a waterfall of explicit words echoing throughout the room which sent this body on a Rollercoaster of emotions varying from incredibly turned on to my own sadness from seeing my girlfriend so happily fuck a body that obviously had someone else in it- it was obvious right?

What drove me up the wall though was the fact that they weren't answering any of my calls, not one, not five, not twenty. I could call as many times as I wanted to either of them but it was like nobody was home until a new video popped up on Linz's phone. My girlfriend, on her back, with an unreasonable amount of semen leaking out from between her folds with my old bodies cock lying on top of her stomach as a show to what I obviously didn't have. The words "Enjoy! <3" were written across the screen as some sort of fucked up tease. At the moment I hadn't even realized I was now stuck in this messy body for two months, because a strange sensation flared up from my ass which I had failed to notice before. It was like nothing I had felt before and that's because I hadn't, what sort of man would put a vibrator up his ass on purpose? Most certainly not me, yet here I was screaming in pleasure while my finger was still several inches inside of me, writhing around on the floor from the sudden new sensation.

My hard nipples agreed with this new arousal even as I denied its existence, but how could I? The vibrating plug in my asshole made it impossible to properly protest, disabling all my ability to shut it down like this was some pre-planned assault on my dignity and that's because it was. This was pre-planned from the start from the second I started to have sex with my girlfriend to the very moment I saw those videos. This body had already been fingering itself for hours on end, getting itself ready for the exact moment I would buckle from all the pleasure and allow my back to hit the ground and my legs to spread far and wide to the mirror in front if me. My stomach noticeably compressed in the action and I held my breath for a near second before a warm liquid drenched my finger. Then I began to convulse from between my legs, and not in a manner similar to throwing up. It was a good convulsion, or maybe expulsion was a better word– all the dams had opened and the flood waters were squirting out from between my legs and all over the mirror. I had yet to see what was going on during all of it because my eyes rolled to the back of my head, but my ass lifted into the air before settling back down again, both of my hands reaching and digging at my ass to get the vibrating plug out to no avail. It was like it had been glued between my cheeks with no failsafe in case this thing went off unintentionally, but there had definitely been intent because it just kept fucking going even long after my squirting show had ended and my screams of pleasure drew quiet. It was almost outright torture and the minutes that followed were nothing less than agonizing.

It was constant orgasm after orgasm, like an entire pool of pleasure was being drained out of my body through one, sensitive little pinhole that refused to drain any more than I could already. That just meant I would have to live with that, but it didn't mean I would be safe from any outside interference like Vinz in my old body suddenly calling her phone. The sudden shock of it didn't reach me until a few seconds after I found the strength to lift it to my ear, I just wanted this pleasure to stop yet I couldn't. I opened my mouth to answer, to scream my frustrations into the microphone but all I could do was painfully moan and release sexual frustrations into the microphone which earned a sappy laugh from the other end.

"Having fun, Linz?" My old body teased from the other side which would have totally pissed me off if it were not for the buttplug currently up my ass. "Well I hope so, because that plug up your ass isn't turning off any time soon! In the meantime though, enjoy the videos and be sure to finger yourself in delight because that's gonna be your new body for the next couple of months if I don't decide to fuck your girlfriend again tomorrow." Linz didn't sound at all happy to be saying any of this, she had a sorta monotone voice that simply flexed her control over me, her total dominance and before I could let out a reasonable word between breathless moans she cut me off with her own speel. "Oh, and don't even try to reach out to your girlfriend. She knows of this arrangement and she's currently getting a live feed now of seeing her old boyfriend writhing around on the ground like a pathetic fucking worm. Have fun, Linz. Seems like she's not gonna keep you after that display!" Click. Then she was gone like the wind, no further answer which suddenly got me to try standing up on my feet.

You would have thought a buttplug wouldn't have made a body so sensitive, especially after it had already run me through an entire loop of pleasure and so much more. That wasn't going to be how things planned out because my first step towards the door ended up in me crumpling to the ground in my own excrements crying for it to end.

"Stop~ st... Nghhh!" Linz's familiar voice echoed throughout the dark room, but no one responded. There wasn't even a whisper of another voice, only a woman's which was constantly usurped by her little moans and desperate begging for release.

Seems I'm going to have to just ride this one out.

My day started out wonderfully, maybe a little too good for my own good because things went right off the rails when I started to exploit that fact. My girlfriend, Jen, has been infatuated with the idea of going on double dates and what not but her BFF, Maple, just had zero luck in the dating department despite all of her looks. She was a solid 9/10 on my private scale, someone that easily compared to a top model with the obvious 10/10 being my girlfriend but that was simply out of loyalty and duty. Her friend had everything going for her but her confidence due to past relationships that prohibited her from excelling in the dating industry which is why I proposed a threesome to get her back into the hang of things, maybe even motivate her of course. My girlfriend wasn't too keen on the idea originally but I easily bought her over by giving her the possibilities of having a unicorn in bed and so on.

I was in control of the event all the way up until her friend actually showed up in an overcoat with a nervous smile on her face. My girlfriend had been getting ready for the past few hours which is when I let her in and we got to talking, but the second I made a move to help her take off her overcoat, she profusely denied all of my attempts. It was a strange act for sure, so I was beginning to suspect some sort of lingerie to get herself into the swing of things with what was supposed to be a laxed "threesome" with her in the backseat receiving some afterthought from Jen and I. That was supposed to be the case because my girlfriend flew out the room with a grin across her face marred with malicious intent. I should have known from the start what they were about to do, but I got way too into my original idea of how things were going to go that I didn't see the changes until they started happening. It didn't help that my girlfriend was chanting odd words while I was setting up with some casual foreplay.

At first I thought I was going crazy when my memories started to feel like they weren't my own though, but after a few minutes of planting hickeys against Jen's neck I slowly began to lose my sense of touch. It felt unnatural to say the least but I stuffed it down as to not ruin the moment, even my little buddy between my legs made sure to give me his proper salute– how couldn't I keep giving more effort with such a courteous standing ovation? The guy was ready for work and so was I until my vision swapped from what should have been me looking down at my girlfriend who was enjoying every bit if my care, all the way to Maple's perspective which was clear across the room. It was strange to go from a tall, muscular man who was standing on his own to feet to a sudden 5'5" woman on the floor awkwardly massaging her clit but that wasn't even the weirdest part. My body was still moving and some new sensations flared up from between my legs and all the way into my mind with a sudden ferocity that I could never forget. It felt absolutely jaw-droppong to go from the giver to the receiver, from someone who needed to work so hard for one big release of pleasure to someone who only needed a little bit of elbow grease to experience mountains of it. But I had to stop.

I had to stop and realize what I was now doing, and register the utter turmoil inside my head which was trying to recognize what was happening. It cycled through every unique possibility, like this being a dream or a fucked up hallucination; it was not. It was something far beyond what I could have ever anticipated, and now I was in my girlfriends best friends body on the floor fingering myself to my old body who was currently enjoying every moment of their new sensations. I knew damn well who was in there judging by their mannerisms and unique surprise to unbuttoning their pants to see a springy cock pop out, Maple. From down here it looked twice as large and a whole lot girthier than I could handle but size aside, I had to figure things out.

"What~ Nghhnngh... the fuck!" I immediately cried out in a half moan that forced my sentence to come out in parts, my legs sprawling apart before I finally tore my wet, sloppy hands out from between my legs to point up towards the two who now looked back to me like I was crazy. It took them a moment to look between eachother and snicker, took even longer to answer afterwards. "Oh come on~ you said you wanted a threesome!" Maple declared with my own voice, gesturing a hand towards me in my horny little body. "Afraid this isn't what you asked for?" Jen added humorously a second later before laying a peck onto my old bodies collarbone. I profusely declined any knowledge of this happening, shaking my head from left to right while I remained on the ground examining this new body I found myself in. It was obvious I wasn't at all used to any of the new sensations, and even more so that Maple in my old body was. Have they done this before?

"Come on, you know what I fucking meant, Jen!" I protested from the floor, '"I didn't want to be swapped into your fri-" I began before getting cut off, "Why not?" Maple interjected before silencing me further by taking a step in my direction. "You wanted to swap so I could 'bet back into the hang of things' didn't you? Did you really think I'd just watch my besties horny ass boyfriend fuck her and sit there doing nothing?" That kind of stumped me, and she left me with little time to even answer because after a couple of seconds sitting in silence she made the sudden move to grab me by the hair and force me onto the bed. "At least this way ALL of us can actually get something out of this instead of just you for the sake of you." Maple confidently stated which earned a few words of approval from Jen while I looked back in shock at my own body towering over me, springy cock out.

It throbbed with a viscious jolt up and down every couple of seconds, like every thought in my old bodies mind was controlling that veiny monstrosity. It was large in my old hands, easily measuring in at over nine inches which had easily left my girlfriend quaking and squirting the first time we fucked of course but that didn't matter now. It looked like the eiffel tower from the receiving end at bed level and it wasn't going to get any better because Maple was quick to show me just how easily she could end every ounce of dignity I had because she ripped out her phone to start recording while I looked fearfully back onto those lustful eyes of hers. At some point I must have forgotten my wish for this entire thing to be recorded, but I never could have expected to be the one getting recorded and posted on some shitty porno website because who would? Probably some cucks or some shit but I wasn't anything like that, I was someone who had led a life of dignity everywhere, even in bed. I was gentle and capable aside for some of my depravity which got me thinking; why was it now that I was dealing with my old bodies heavy, sagging balls against my ass and my own cock laying on top of my belly with my girlfriend holding the base to slap it against my skin? I couldn't figure out an answer to it myself nor could I ever because only a split second after coming to the conclusion I was fucked, I was being fucked.

Every inch of Maple's cock was pile driven into me like I was a whore meant to take it and the folds between my legs did not lie. I could feel the way my internal walls gripped horrifically at my old shaft, taking in every inch as it ripped in and out of me on repeat without pause. It didn't feel good at first, maybe outright painful because of the sheer size and speed Maple was handling and using it, obviously beating whoever had been inside this body before so I obviously was first to scream in delight when it started to feel good which got a chuckle out of the two.

"First ever female moan from my manly man!" Jen teased me from above, smacking her palm across both my large chest which earned an even louder, audible jolt of pleasure that echoed throughout the room and right into the phone recording this entire thing. Maple was sure on fucking this body until it hurt and she didn't stop at the screams, only going harder and faster with some assistance from my own girlfriend pushing me down by the wrists to hold me in place on the bed. I would have been fighting back but my own body easily overpowered my thrashing legs and pushed them aside, even spreading my thighs open to gain further access to my insides. Each powerful thrust from my old body easily moved me inch by inch across the bed that my girlfriend had to push me back with her own, giggling every time my tits bounced up and nearly smacked by face while my own hair covered my eyes to keep me from seeing the insane look of lust Maple was giving. That was one of the only blessings of having long hair, and it'd remain that way because the rest became cons when my girlfriends BFF flipped me onto my back to intensify things.

She obviously wasn't going to settle with some simple missionary, so she easily put me on my knees with my ass to the sky and face in the pillows, her hands reaching to the back of my head to push my face further and further into the beds mattress while she railed me from behind with my girlfriend assisting with a few smooches here and there and maybe some helpful spanks to my ass that drowned my screaming moans and hurting pleasure with a broader variety of things to break to. I was breaking from all this humiliation and it would only stack up as Maple grabbed a hair full from her old body and lifted my upper half into the sky with a jolt as if they were reigns. I couldn't control what was happening, especially when my hands were did little to push off of anything and the one time I did truly resist by scratching my girlfriend, Maple made good sure to position me to facing the mirror so I might see how viciously her body was getting fucked. I could see my tits swinging underneath me, how messy my hair looked and how absolutely delighted by girlfriend was to seeing her own man finally getting dicked down by her BFF like this was some sort of lifelong dream but it was my own look that surprised me. I looked like I was liking it and this body obviously was because every time she drew in and out of me, I felt like a pressure was starting to build up between my legs that begged for release.

Every pound, every in and out of my legs made me all the wetter and the little tugs Maple gave my head jostled my mind just long enough to forget to even resist what was about to happen; the eventual release of all this bodies fluids which came shortly after Jen slapped my ass once again with both hands. My new body immediately hunched over when my body had a sudden release of pleasure, forcing me to excrete every fluid from my body all over my old cock and the bed sheets, forcing my girlfriend and her BFF to laugh at my tearful despair as they threw me back to the bed. I was grateful they didn't go very far after that though because I was already at my limit for what I could do, but they still made sure to make this moment memorable by releasing thick ropes of cum all over my stomach with a little helping hand from my girlfriend.

After that though, the rest was a blur as I remembered going in and out. Some moments I felt my girlfriend getting fucked on top of me, others I could see her bent over my table with Maple going at it hard enough to knock everything off my desk onto the floor including my computer and office work. Thanks, Maple. I just hope we swap back soon and she deletes those videos... I really don't want this to be a normal thing at all.

At some point in my relationship I was beginning to feel sorta... unfulfilled? My girlfriend, Mary, was everything I had ever needed aside for a few things which were of course stuff I needed to actually live on. My body was always incredibly hormonal and she simply couldn't handle the sex drive I had to bring to the table but besides that, we were always meant for eachother. So why did I end up swapping with my best friend, Lynn? Well, to experience a new start of course! I had a business trip coming up at some point and all I had to really do was fix up a few pipes which would only take me thirty minutes a day for a full week, obviously meaning I had /way/ too much free time on my hands on my lonesome. I knew damn well I was probably going to be unloyal on my own that long with pent up frustrations, so I ended up asking Lynn to swap bodies to help things go along smoothly.

But in all my wisdom, I did not foresee how different of a person my friend would be. It was obvious she'd be a little different as a man and I just assured her as long as she didn't go fooling around, things would be alright and I might even pay her for babysitting my body. My girlfriend could take care of the rest and she could just chill, maybe even help around the house while I was gone. I didn't think she'd help in the way she did.

It started as soon as I got off the flight with my girlfriend asking personal details about my best friend which rose a red flag, but maybe she just wanted to get to know her better? I rarely ever introduced my girlfriend to any of my buddies, they were just far too polarized for eachother but this shocking newsflash actually came as a pleasant surprise rather than a disturbing one so I gave every detail I could. The days between that and the first video I saw of an intimate kiss was nothing remarkable, just little check-ins here and there while I did my job in a foreign body. It didn't help my case that I had zero time to myself due to the unexpected added workload of doing everything in a shorter, far weaker body than my own toned-up mountain of flesh back at home but I made do. At least that was until the inevitable romantic make out sessions made it to my phone and a lack of any response to my furious texts. I was stuck between a rock and a hard place some thousand miles away from my house yet the phone I had was still vibrating with constant alerts to what was happening.

At first I was angered by all of this, but this body of mine certainly wasn't and that's when I realized the fatal flaw in this little body sitting plan of mine: she must have a massive sex drive thanks to my original body and my wife was not going to be helping that fact at all given that were spending day and night in eachothers sights. It was only natural this occurred, but the idea that this entire thing was my fault only started to settle when I finally saw their first sex tape to me. I barely had any time to register it because I was on my way to work, and my reaction to it was /bad/. I should have called out, just gone back to my hotel to do something about my pent up emotion because the way my wife screamed in every short-cut video was nothing but pleasuring. Lynn in my old body was easily outperforming anything I had done in my own body, ranging from making my wife orgasm multiple times to lifting her up and railing her pussy until she squirted all over the bed I paid for. Nothing was helping me the moment I glued my eyes to those screens, and the dozen more videos after that of my wife blowing my own shaft a couple seconds later had me squirming in frustration.

I could call them as my times, but every dial was forwarded to voice-mail. I could send as many text messages as I wanted, but all of them were left on read and never a message. So now I was stuck in an overly pent up body with no exit, just videos of Lynn fucking my old wife into submission while I was all alone without even so much as a sex toy. So I finally decided to relieve the built up emotion inside of me through my own methods: fingerings.

I knew how a woman gained pleasure through motion between their legs, it's why I was quick to drive back to my hotel and viciously remove my pants in order to shove my fingers between my pussy to spread each lip open. I could feel how my insides immediately squeezed back at my fingers, trying to push them back out into the open air to little avail. I could be as rough as I wanted with this body, or as gentle as I needed just as Lynn was being in my own. I knew damn well this body only got a little action every now and again, but never zero which left it in just the right spot to yearn for more. I think she knew what she was doing sending those explicit videos back to me because it slowly turned from a vengeful fingerblasting session into a quick-timed hormonal session exploring every inch of my new body while I was being cucked by my own. It was a weird experience seeing my own dick enter in and out of my girlfriend without any of my input, and it was even weirder seeing the way Mary's face contorted with every thrust. It almost made me outright jealous if not furious as to how Lynn was able to accomplish that yet I couldn't.

I used to think I was good at what I did, maybe even the best and this slutty body my best friend called her own surely knew that too because I was on my knees moaning like a dog from my own play only a couple minutes in or so I thought. I could feel how sweaty I was getting with every plunge into my warm pussy, my legs shaking with each jolt of pleasure to my mind while my stomach sank, a visible signal that I was damn close to orgasm and maybe already there. Just how many times was that now? 2? 3? And the videos from Lynn and Mary just kept fucking coming, and my fingerblasting just kept going on like this was some sort of viscious cycle until I inevitably just couldn't go on any longer. I could feel my body give in only thirty minutes into this horrid exercise, my arms worn out like noodles and my legs still quaking while my body mourned in frustration for further release. I could feel my need to explode all over this hotel's shitty cheap furniture, but this body was at its physical limit to pleasure itself and those videos -still- kept on coming in. One video had my girlfriend deepthroating my cock, the next had her choking and gagging on it and the third showed Lynn giving her a facial while Mary graciously accepted it with all her heart.

So I just sat there in my frustration, horny and sopping wet begging for a release I simply just could not give while my girlfriend was being fucked to heaven by a woman in my own body. Just how cruel is that?

My best friend and I always had a good relationship starting from childhood. We attended the same classes, went to the same church and our families were always close-knit which all changed when we aged and started to grow a little separate. Her and I still got along, we just didn't talk much outside of family gatherings which I didn't think much of, it still broke my heart though on certain nights but what can you do? Some friendships just weren't meant to last even if I still do consider her my best friend.

Things changed though when I got my boyfriend and our texting suddenly went from minimal to none which simply just meant I didn't have any time to put up with her dry responses and lack of communication. My boyfriend was a taller, athletic man with a lot on his plate and was usually pretty annoyed by all of my pestering for attention and needing to go on dates but he surprisingly put up with it for a couple years even if I denied a lot of his advances for sex. Much of the time I was either too exhausted or just wasn't up for it which just meant he had to deal with his own urges, but should that have led him to fucking my best friend in MY body? I woke up one night in a sudden stir, my surroundings unfamiliar and even my own skin didn't feel right. I felt entirely displaced and incredibly confused as one second I was studying at my desk, and the next I was in a dark room with no lights and no clothes over my body? My phone was in my hand, or at least what looker like it and I was quick to try the password only to realize the background wasn't mine and I couldn't get it open.

So I did the next best thing and flopped off 'my' bed and down onto my floor that was now some six feet below which /hurt/ a lot more than I expected. "OW! Fuck, fuck!" I cried out in frustration, was I drunk? Did I take a really nasty drug and party or something? Is this amnesia? It didn't make sense to me, but something felt even more off– my voice wasn't my own. "Wh.. what?" I spoke again, rubbing my fingers across my throat only to realize my voice was different and I no longer had my long painted fingernails, only fine, short ones. This day only got weirder as I looked down in the dark at my naked body to see a pair of breast much smaller (Maybe B cup?) than my own and a clean-shaven body alongside a lack of hair over my face. It was far shorter than I recalled and I had to stumble up onto my own feet to realize I was also a couple inches shorter than I should have been when I reached for the door to open it. On second thought though, I refrained from doing that and instead searched for a light switch and flipped it on. My room lit up around me not a second later, everything visible including my new, petite body and the mess of a room I now resided in. There were clothes strewn about the place, a sex toy here and there alongside a computer and some college stuff which meant I was obviously in a dorm room. On the door though was a sticky note posted which read out: "Hello you ;) long time no see! My password is 3392" I quickly put two in two together and wrangled the foreign phone out from the high-standing bed and put in the password only to see the camera on and actively showing my face. My face... was recognizable for all the wrong reasons.

It was my best friend's face, Lissa, and to top it off there were about twelve dozen notifications, all videos from what appeared to be my own phone which I promptly opened only seconds after figuring out who's body I was in.

"Harder! Harder~! Fuck, rail me like I deserve, you limp-dick asshole!" My own voice echoed throughout the room from the phone, the video obviously taken from what looked like my own perspective with my boyfriend, Cayle, right behind what should have been me. Wet, sloppy noises filled my ears while consistent moans haunted my thoughts as I continued to try and put two in two together. I.. just had my body stolen by my best friend and I now had way too many videos of my boyfriend viciously railing my body like some sort of meat puppet and it didn't surprise me for a second that this body was beginning to get horny. I flipped a few videos down the line, swipping aggressively to see if there was any hint, any clue she left on how to get back but no dice. All there was were teasing messages left behind in every video that drove me up the wall– speaking of up the wall, my boyfriend was fucking my old body literally up against the wall and shaking the pictures off their nails. Asshole. So I mustered up all the courage I had to call my old phone and maybe scrounge up some clothes she had left behind which were all things I'd expect to wear if I wanted a man inside of me a couple hours later...

The phone call went through moments later, and I was quick to start my rant. "Lissa, what the fuck is this! How could you do this? Why am I in /your/ fucking body, what is this?!" I immediately cried into the microphone before a calm, cold voice answered back which was most obviously my own. "Be a dear and shut the fuck up, I did this so your man could enjoy what luxurious slag body you have. Do you have any clue how amazing he is at this and yet all you do is shut him down? You best understand the reasoning behind this." My old voice responded which forced tears into my eyes. First my body had been stolen, then I received videos of it getting fucked, and now this? I couldn't do anything but choke back tears and fight back. "B-but how the hell-" I was immediately cut off by Lissa in my body, denying me the chance to hear why this had all happened. "I said shut the fuck up, isn't this obvious? I'm using your body to make your man happy. In the meanwhile, you better satisfy mine because I told him you needed some fixing~" Fixing? Before I could ask anything about what she meant by that, I heard a knock at the door and then Lissa hang-up which made me jump.

Moments later, the door opened and in came Gin, Lissa's boyfriend who was well over a foot taller than I was in this body with a broad stature more than capable of breaking me ten times over even if he didn't try. "So I take you're not Lissa?" He asked. The way he made it sound was almost with morbid curiosity, like he was going to enjoy whatever came next which I immediately began to explain my case. "Yes! Oh my God, yes. I'm her best friend, you remember me right? I date your buddy Cayle! You know Cayle, of course you do– that crazy bitch stole my body and-" I was cut off while explaining by his body slowly lumbering into the room and slamming the door shut, his frame coming closer and closer which forced a peep of fright out of me. "I know, so far all she said is you needed some training. The kind that makes you want more." He coldly responded, like this was just one of the many cases this has happened. Just how many women has he 'trained' like this? And I didn't even bother to ask him what he meant by that because it was painfully obvious. He wanted to fuck me into submission and the boner in his pants didn't contest that one bit, nor did the newfound wetness between my legs which seemed all for it.

I tried to move a step back, say something but he shoved me to the ground without breaking a sweat, his hands restraining my wrist while his pelvis pushed up against my ass which made me forcibly close my legs in response to deny him the opportunity to 'train me.'

"Come on! Be reasonable, y-y-you can't do this! I'm trying to figure things out and you want to /fuck/ me?" I tried as calmly as I could to put some reason into his head, but he wasn't for it because he easily forced a moan from his body my planting his lips forcibly against my neck. He was warm to the touch, his saliva warmer which forced a shiver of warm, fuzzy pleasure from my feet to my head which I couldn't just yet deny. "Ple- Oh..." I softly murmured out into the open air before he drew back, a fresh hickey now left on my neck which was reinforced by another... and then another in his silent crusade to push me under his thumb. I didn't want to submit so easily, the insanity of this situation was still fresh in my mind but what could I even do? He had me pinned to the floor with my hands to either side of me and a few fresh hickeys to skin not even my own. And saying it didn't feel good was an absolute fucking lie because this body was melting under the attention, especially when his face began to draw down to the clothes concealing my smaller breast which he easily bypassed by finding my newly hardened nipples. It was strange seeing them so hard after so little foreplay, but this body obviously couldn't handle any of it because they were more rigid than anything I could have ever managed and were more than ready for action.

"No- no, stop that.." My voice trailed off in my silent protest, my gaze beading down onto my bff's boyfriend who was starting to show me the amazing wonders of nipple play. I was beginning to understand how good it was, but I still refused to give in and finally bit back by kicking him straight in the groin to get him off of me. His upper body folded for a small bit, freeing my wrists from his control which I used to my advantage by springing up to my feet and shakily maneuvering towards the door. I should have actually stomped on his covered dick though, I should have done anything but blindly wobble to the door because he didn't even give me a chance to warm up any further. My pants were down and his cock was all the way inside of me in the deepest crevice but not where it should have been. He had just stuck it up my ass without any lubrication and the pain was almost outright unbearable, more than enough to make me stop and drop to the floor in consecutive wheezes. Maybe in my old body with my actual boyfriend could I have handled this, but I was in a smaller body with someone that felt like seven- no, ten inches in length balls deep inside of me. His hands grabbed onto my hips after a couple seconds of watching me writhe on my hands and knees, my back hunched over in response before he suddenly ripped his shaft back out from my ass until only the tip remained. Such movement made me yelp but he didn't stop at that, he shoced it right back in like I was some sort of toy he could fuck without remorse and then he just continued at that. His cock drove in and out of me in the first minute more times than I could count, his pelvis slamming against my smaller ass with enough force to force me forwards a few inches every time until I was up against the wall crying in pleasure boosted by pain.

I didn't have a single second to get a word out, my mind was breaking from the sudden ruthlessness of this affair that when my friends phone on the floor began to buzz I couldn't manage to press the accept button. Lissa's boyfriend ended picking it up for me and accepting it while he was ten inches inside of my body, easily keeping up with this entire thing. "Hello, Lissa?" He asked, waiting for a response before his hand violently slapped my ass, forcing a scream of pleasure from me. "Yeah, yeah.. I'm training her right now, did you want some videos?" Videos...? I tried to protest by pulling myself off his cock and maybe even turning around to snatch the phone from his hand, but he was quick to use his spare one to grab a handful of my short hair and shove my face against the wall to keep me from doing any other. My fingers clawed into the paint as his cock continued in and out of me, his balls rhythmically slapping against my soaking vagina before I finally put in enough effort to look back at him for once.

When I did though, I only saw a shit eating grin and a phone camera pointed right at me. "No, stop~ MNGGH..." I moaned out, my voice failing to output anything my brain wanted to say. This was like nothing I had ever experienced and this body /really/ wanted the full ride. He wasn't going to stop anytime soon, "Stop? Shut the fuck up you slag and enjoy something for once instead of complaining!" He immediately responded, enforcing his superiority by finally pushing his cock all the way inside of me, stretching my ass in every which direction before pulling it out in one fair go. I could feel the void he left behind, but I wasn't prepared to feel his hand suddenly...

WHAP!

My clit as he did, his fingers lashing out against my inbetweens which made me buckle against the floor and even convulse a little bit in all the pleasure. Maybe I should have just shut the fuck up and done something when my boyfriend needed it, did I deserve this though? I had obviously done something wrong in my relationship if he had been accepting to the idea of fucking a body that wasn't actually me. I didn't have much time to pity myself though because his fingers slapped my vagina once again, forcing a scream out of me that felt way too good to be true. Shouldn't that have hurt? Probably, but it wasn't going to hurt as bad as the videos he was probably going to send Lissa to use against me later. Nevermind that though because he finally set the phone aside with its camera pointed to use, using both of his arms to lift my pleasure-soaked body into the air even as I protested by pushing against him. Weak as I was, I still had some umpf to it which made him almost drop me to the floor which would have been much better than him flipping me around to full-nelson my body right above his hard cock. From this angle it looked like the Excalibur from every fairytale ever, and he was for sure going to kill me with it if it went in once again. Lissa's boyfriend was ruthless, sure, but if this entire experience has taught me one thing; it's that I should have explored these positions a long time ago because this bodies mind was going crazy with ideas the way he pressed his long shaft up against my suspended pussy. I was desperately beginning to yearn for it, but he once again plunged it straight into my ass without an ounce of hesitation, using that moment to teach me I didn't need to get what I wanted in order to have a good time.

I wanted to deny I was enjoying this so much, but the way my breaths grew shallower with every pump, the way my eyes looked on to the mirror he had put me in front... the way Lissa's vulgar eyes stared back, my body drenched in sweat... it all drove me to orgasm from him simply being in my ass, so much so that I squirted onto the floor and wherever he pointed me, a waterfall of fluids spewing out of me in sheer toe-curling pleasure far different from anything else until he dropped me onto the floor to writhe in my own juices, his cock finally out of my ass for good. But just because it was out didn't mean it wasn't still active. A warm, slimy sensation hit my ass after a couple seconds of me being on the floor, and then another... and then another. Rope after rope of hot semen covered my Bff's worn-out ass until there was enough for it to start dripping onto the floor and mix with my own vaginal fluids. My gods was this dirty, and he didn't even give me a second to recover because he grabbed my head by the hair and lifted me up until I was sat up on my knees and facing the phone, his softening cock hovering near my face.

"Anyways Lissa! I think the slut has learned her lesson, how her boyfriend enjoys the video!" Lissa's boyfriend finally said before he ended the video and pressed send, releasing my head and walking to the door in order to leave me in my own mess. He turned off the lights a moment later and exited the room.

What the fuck.

"Hey there, miss Jen!" My sons friend called out to me, instantly grabbing my attention from everything that I had been doing. The boy was cheery to see me as always, having broken out of that shy personality He had so sternly put up all those years ago. Kev was his nickname for the time being, I couldn't remember his actual name nor the last time I had even heard it, but that didn't matter. He's been my sons best friend for years now and sometime between puberty and now he had gone from a young boy to a new adult with a few shifts in his personality and traits which I took rather well given the delinquent he was at the beginning. The boy had turn from a wild boar into a more peaceful, quiet feminine adult that bore little resemblance if he ever put on a mask. His hair was longer than mine at times, far straighter and his outfits had gone from baggy hoodies all the way to something a hardcore fashion model would wear on their off days which was really just designer clothes and expensive wares to exentuate their skinny figure more than the makeup he wore. Looks aside though, the young man had shaped up into a kind individual which had earned my respect and so much more, maybe even a light conversation every now and again.

"Hello Kev, what brings you into my home today?" I answered before he began to pace towards me with those light steps. Our conversations never really lasted longer than a few moments, maybe some light stuff like 'how are you' and 'what are you studying?' Besides that though, the two usually disappeared off into their rooms to do whatever.

"Oh, you know..." Kev's voice trailed off as he paced over to the other side of the kitchen counter to settle his gaze nervously on me. I was of course quick to meet his own, but it'd take me another couple of seconds to realize the difference in how he was acting today in comparison to the others. I didn't mind it though, maybe today would be the final day he'd come out of the closet? The boy had always been so adamant on his sexuality, almost puzzled me he lasted so long with how many other men may have been looking at him, perverted thoughts aside though I answered him dutifully. "Messing around with my son again, I bet?" I said with a curious hum which earned a giddy response from the boy before he pursed his lips to speak. "Well, I'd honestly like to mess with you for now seeing he's getting ready for his sports stuff.." The boys voice trailed off once again, his first few words catching my surprise given the way they were said; sexually. There were hints in the things he said, and none of them were lost on me even when they started out as jokes. The boy was always the flirtatious type despite how respectful he was, it was silly to know he'd shoot his shot at his own best friends mom, but I always shot him down just as fast.

"Oh~? And I take that means you're willing to take me out to dinner?" I answered quickly in the blink of an eye, catching Kev in a stutter that didn't last merely as long as I would have hoped. Usually the boy would laugh it off by now, say it was a joke or something– he just kept going. "Seeing you in a dress would beat any steak those restaurants have to give, are you even one for dates?" He said confidently, his words filled to the brim with hope which took me my obvious surprise given this was a first, but there was a first for everything right? "You're feeling rather confident huh, Kev?" I started off with before giving the boy my full attention, my hands sliding up to my waist to rest while I turned my body over in full and passed a smirk.

"Honestly, I don't think there's much you can chew off here, I'm just way too big of a problem when you get me started." I complied with my own line, my expression changing to something more.. serious, but the boy just continued on and on. At that point I had gotten so involved with this back and forth that I had missed my sons goodbye and everything else because in only a few minutes I had him pinned against my own living room couch with my hands against his shoulders and my tongue in his mouth. I must say he was quite good at what he did, maybe a little too good... the way he kissed my neck and ran his hands through my hair just felt way too natural, like this was a purpose to him given by none other than the gods themselves. Sadly though, none of this build up prepared for the spontaneous question that came after; "Do you want to try a swap?" I finally murmured into my ear between our rapid breaths and tongue fighting. We could have gone on for eons like this, but my mind was taken by storm by the idea he had just given me and in all honesty? I would have been crazy to say no. So.. "Oh, why not? I might as well treat you to something given how long you've been my sons friend. Must have been torture." I calmly stated back after a few breaths which made him take his own turn to laugh and shrug off the light insult to my own blood. "He's perfectly fine, but I think you'll love it– do you know the ritual?" He inquiried before I nodded and that was that.

It took us a few minutes to recall everything, it had been years since my last swap with my late ex-husband and boy were those parties crazy. Just how long had it been? Some two decades since the swaps? I couldn't help but remember the nostalgia of talking to other men and flirting with women in the bars, made little miss-me giddy to experience it all again which got me to chanting those sacred words once more. There were rules I could recall while two people were swapped, such as yearly time limits meaning it could never be a permanent thing... I also knew that getting pregnant in a swap could make that line incredibly tricky since you can't swap back until after birth which meant you had a very high chance of getting swapped if you didn't manage it soon enough. So with that out of the way, I gladly closed my eyes one last time and braced for the swap.

It took only a second for the warmth of my own sweat to meet me, my back physically up against the couch and long hair still over my shoulders. The only difference between this body and the next from what I could tell was the lack of sagging tits on my chest and the... stiff boner between my legs? It had been so long since I had felt a member like this rather than a sexual, needy wet mound between my legs that throbbed with every touch. So I finally opened my eyes to glare up to my own body examining itself, cute. I knew this might have been Kev's first time in an older woman, so I let him feel his own curves and in exchange... looked at my own. I was skinny for a boy, still feminine by the looks and I could feel the makeup on my face. I still felt like a woman, just slightly smaller and with a new companion between my legs which I quickly checked and... "What the hell?" I cried out which earned me a sly look from the boy in my body.

"This-" I started but he cut me off with my own voice, an odd thing to experience once again but it wasn't impossible. "Eight inches." He assured me which made me gasp with delight, has he been holding onto this thing the entire time? My ex-husband couldn't have been any larger than five inches which meant this new rod between my legs felt a whole lot girthier, looked a lot larger, and was going to hit like a mace when I fucked my own body. So I was quick to lower my pants and let it stand halfway up on its own, throbbing with every slight motion until my old body graciously landed itself between my legs before prying my knees apart to let my new balls sag to the couch cushions. "Oh my, you're going to suck this meat missile honey?" I questioned which earned a nice smile from my own body. Fuck did that make me jolt more than anything before, and I knew damn well this boy had been attracted to me ever since our first encounter. Maybe our kinks were transferred but this body felt a helluva lot more horny at the idea of a blowie from my own finely-aged body that precum slowly started to leak from the tip.

"Of course I am, Jen!" Oh, no miss? At first I thought they had forgotten the polite gesture, but the boy in my body surely hadn't because the professional courtesy the boy always had to me disappeared the second his lips graced my inner thighs. He knew how his body would react to that, and it was horribly. I immediately lurched forwards as pleasure visibly jolted throughout my entire body while his- or her? hands met the shaft of my new cock. They were dainty between their fingers but it didn't stop them from stroking from the bottom to the very top, a slight squeeze at the head as a little tease which kept my toes tightly curled and my cock absolutely throbbing. I could have sworn this thing was going to explode from how sensitive this body was, and my mind was racing at a million miles an hour because of it. It was like this had been planned from the start, and it was embarrassing to know this boy who had come to respect me so now had me in his body visibly shivering from just a few kisses to my inner thighs. Fuck I could see my own makeup painting his boys skin like I was some sort of blank canvas and him the artist. It took a couple minutes of those tiny kisses for him to finally move up and onto my member with his new womanly lips and actually absorb the very tip of my cock.

It felt absolutely angelic to just be touched by my own body's plump lips, but Kev didn't stop there, oh no he did not. He began to suck viciously on his old cock like a straw, keeping me from gaining any stable ground before he began to pump his hand up and down my new veiny cock until I felt my balls suddenly swell up and cum rapidly rise through my shaft. He knew what was happening in that very moment though because he was in control, and he stopped every source of pleasure by drawing back and leaving me dry, ruining what could have been an unimaginable orgasm for me in order to keep this embarrassing affair going. "What- what the hell!" I protested down to my old body before seeing the red ring of lipstick around the tip of my cock. Was I really just about to cum from a little trick like that? I couldn't control how this body functioned, and I knew damn well my ex-husband lasted a lot longer than this body was which kinda impressed me given how good my own mouth felt in this very moment when he suddenly deep throated my member. Things went from 0-100 very quickly with my old bodies lips sinking to the very bottom of my member and before I could scream in pleasure that hot head of mine was silenced by an even louder gag from my old body. I had never developed a solid defense against large members like these, so my throat was naturally going to close as a sort of gag reflex... and I'm so glad I never had.

I could hear my old body gagging on my cock, and I could feel Kev's hand reach around my ass to pull me even closer down his throat before he used his other to push down on my stomach almost like he was trying to drain whatever cum I had. I felt uncontrollable in this moment, every doubt I had in this experience escaping my mind before I wildly buckled and tried to slap away at my old body to get it off my sensitive cock. It didn't help though, my old mouth was still viciously sucking while my throat squeezed at my new shaft in demand which my new body couldn't help but comply with. I was in Kev's hands at this very moment and I graciously gave in by busting an entire years-worth of hot cum down my own throat that made my old body gag and choke even long after they withdrew.

Quickly after that though, I suddenly found myself in my own body on all fours choking and gagging on the floor while trying to cough out all the cum from my throat which Kev had purposefully swallowed to make the endeavor harder. When I finally managed to catch a breath though, I looked back to the boy who now resided in his own body and remarked the sly glare he gave me, like he was proud of having dominated this old, hot body of mine. "Having fun down there?" He hummed towards me, far calmer than I had been in his body which left me paralyzed. This boy had just sucked the shit out of his own dick and he was going to look at me like that? I would have said something spiteful in turn for this humiliating moment, but it only took me a couple seconds to realize just how much I fucking enjoyed that.

"Say, why don't we try this again some other time? I enjoyed making you squirm like that." He ended off before standing up from the couch and slapping me across the face with his own limp dick, forcing a moan of pleasure from my mouth before he began to walk away to the door, readjusting his pants before he was gone and out of my sight leaving cum all over my own chin and tits and maybe on the floor.

Oh. My. God.

The ability to swap bodies was never really a new thing, the concept dated back well over a hundred years ago but there were a few cons to it such as requiring permission to swap and how long you could be swapped for. Typically a body swap would last somewhere between 24 hours all the way up to a couple weeks if you were lucky enough. That all changed though when scientist discovered a way to harness a swaps energy to make it last longer, feel more intense (whatever that means), and also perform multiple swaps across groups of people which inevitably led to college swap parties between several hundred people at a time. Naturally, my girlfriend was absolutely ecstatic to hear about this new development and after months of bitching and moaning about it, she had somehow managed to convince me to go under the premise that I and a few friends would be there.

Time flew incredibly fast between the getting ready, driving, and carpooling with all of her friends. At first she was adamant that we could all swap between ourselves which I wouldn't have minded– there were a few attractive women in the car which outweighed the odds of being paired with a couple of the stoner dudes that occupied more space than they should have. I couldn't really complain about my girlfriends friend group though, they were all pretty tight-knit which led to me trusting them, which I absolutely should not have. That feeling only arrived the second we stepped into the party and things began to stir with the leader of whichever frat we were in finally making an entrance on one of the upper balconies to give some sort of enthusiastic speech.

"Hello plebians and scholars!" He cried out into the air, his voice almost deafened by the blaring music and constant conversation that barely ceased, but I was one of the few fortunate to be just close enough to hear him in all the chaos. In all honesty, I wish I hadn't because I was already cringing when he continued; "I am happy to announce the new group swap brought to you by whoever was fucking smart enough to make it! This shit is /big/, it's /mean/ and it will /blow/ your fucking mind!" He joyfully declared before the crowd around him began to cheer, finally reeling in the rest of the party to hear out what he had to say. "This little doodad," He started before pulling up what looked like the nerdiest thing ever; a fucking wizard orb, and the way he looked at it almost made me laugh because his expression was far too serious for how absurd this entire thing was about to be. "Is going to make all of your lives change for the duration of this night! Now given I need consent, I already know you all say yes because you're standing right here! So let's get this shit started!" He finally finished shortly with a few more words, and before I could digest what I saw him do, my vision ended up blurring out.

At first I woke up in some dude with long hair who smelled like way too much alcohol before my thoughts swirled again and my vision went dark only for it to brighten once more. I was a lot smaller than I bad been when my eyes opened up and the floor was far closer than I should have let it but what did it matter now? I must have been some sort dude but I didn't get enough time to prove that theory when my mind was ripped out of its body once again and forced right into... my girlfriends friend, Stacy?

I didn't know what was more shocking between the two; to be 5'5" instead of a solid 6', or to now have a pair of decently sized breast hooked to my chest with cascading blonde hair that twirled beautifully at the ends. I couldn't say it wasn't a pleasuring sight, especially when paired with the black dress and heels she wore which exentuated my beauty- likely a thought that only crossed my mind because of this bodies likes. I didn't really realize this up until now, but it seemed the bodyswap sorta merged our personalities which is why this entire experience had me way more excited between the legs than I should have been. I knew exactly what that feeling was and how to take care of it given I had swapped with my girlfriend before to 'experiment' with her, but to be in someone else's body who was far more sensitive than hers? This wasn't going to be easy, especially because the mannerisms and personality she left behind for me to use ended up also getting me into a single room with my girlfriends body. I must have been drunk or something, or just incredibly horny because all I remember was feeling her lips press against my neck while her stronger grasp pinned me against the couch to keep me from escaping. I could have said anything at any time, asked her- or whoever was in my body to stop but I was enjoying this entire act way too much for my own good.

We were going along far faster than I appreciated though with her hands moving between my thighs and that's when I thought she'd tease me even more, but judging my the expression my girlfriends body had; she had no more patience to give. Her fingers plunged deep inside me before I could protest against that recognizable lust and I felt no less than amazing. My body contorted every which way every time she moved in and out if me, her thumb pressing against my clit to keep me stimulated while she continued to bash her hand in and out of me until I was nothing more than a quivering mess that could barely stand. She made me stand anyways.

Whoever was in my girlfriends body was ruthless, she left no time for me to be embarrassed of the mess I made on the couch in this room, didn't even give me any time to look over at the door or even move the hair out from my face before she had me bent over the cushions with my legs spread wide apart. Soft lips pressed against a pair of sensitive folds and I screamed in moans, every sensation I felt obviously enhanced by whatever means which I couldn't quite yet understand but it wasn't natural. It wasn't natural for a body to orgasm with just a kiss, not to me it wasn't unless I missed something in foreplay 101. I was sure I was good at this sort of thing, eating somebody out especially my girlfriend but when that bodies tongue slid right between my folds I felt all resistance in my body drop into the negatives and give in to the whims of the devil between my legs. It took me a mere five seconds to try and pry myself off of her, but her arms wrapped around my legs to keep me from going anywhere and even after I said every safeword in the known dictionary: she continued. She kept me on my heels until I could no longer stand, my legs finally giving in and I collapsed onto the couch with her head right between my legs, tongue performing magic tricks on my clit which was feeling all of it and so much more to the point I thought I might just pass out from the pleasure and constant orgasms I was having on her face.

Though finally when the devil who possessed my girlfriend stopped to draw air, she was kind enough to alert me to who she was; "Oh~ I'm surprised you've held on for so long.. normally that body of mine can't even last a minute. I guess I'm losing my edge." Well fuck. The puzzle pieces were finally connecting together in my head but not for long before she began to tease my body with a few purposeful pecks to my clit. "Let's see how much longer you can hang on for~ Anne.." Anne was the name of my girlfriend, and judging my how experienced this she-devil was, the person eating me out was Stacy. Oh.

"W-wait.." I softly mumbled down between breaths, voice muffled by consistent waves jolting pleasure. "I'm not-" I almost said before I was crudely interrupted by her tongue inside of me again, and that was the last legible thing I said for the rest of the night before I finally swapped back some many orgasms later. And in all honesty, I'm glad I never told Stacy who I actually was because she was incredibly shy about the entire experience when everyone asked her how it went and the things they saw eachothers bodies doing. Apparently my girlfriend had ended up in some random drunk chick's body and passed out on the couch while some of the other friends in the group fucked eachothers bodies like rabbits including one of the stoners in my own. Since then I've gotten a few 'joking' request from my girlfriends friends asking for a 'favor', so thanks I guess?

From my younger years to my older, I was never really much of a trouble maker nor was I one to casually talk with the boys outside my house let alone my dorm now. It had been three solid years of schooling for me to get to a comfortable point in my college education where I could confidently say I had succeeded– those dreams were incredibly short-lived though. I was short by four credits to pass and successfully head into my fourth and final year, but it seemed my advisor had failed at some point and missed a few prerequisites which could only be filled simultaneously by swap class. It was an intriguing program to say the least with quite a lot of horror stories from what my friends all told me. They said people constantly cheated on their partners with their borrowed bodies or turned into sluts, but I could confidently say I had no partner to cheat on or people to whore over. Not like I could really do much anyways with my looks, I was honestly the nerdiest to nerd you could get for a female with baggy clothes and an oversized backpack with all the proper amenities to succeed, so I signed up.

For weeks my friends said it'd be a horrible experience, but when the day finally came along I confidently stepped into that classroom and listened in to all the lecture the professor had to give and took notes. He went over how each individual should act out their bodies "normal" day-to-day activities, and how we should note down what we usually did. I felt happy for whichever classmate of mine got my body, especially with the lack of things I did on a day to day which left quite a lot of time to do everything else. How responsible and polite of me! I couldn't say the same for my chosen swap partner though; Jesse. She wasn't really a snob from what I read, but she was well-kept in a fashionable sense and a horrid mess in her scheduling sense ranging from things like D&D events to gaming with friends and casual dates with her boyfriend which was really just Netflix and chill... but I couldn't argue against that, I didn't have the experience in relationships to say what should and should not be normal.

Then the swap actually hit.

I went from a 5'8" skinny-stick of a woman to someone much... much more blessed than I was. Hair fell over my face and my vision was blurred for a few moments until I put on my borrowed glassed to examine the heavy weights that were glued to my upper half. "Oh my gods.." I murmured out before looking over to Jesse in my own body who seemed just as surprised and curious as I was. I almost envied my old body with how my back was constantly aching and how... oddly sore I was between my legs? Did this body just have sex before coming here-?

The idea crossed my mind for a few moments, but I couldn't stick to it. Jesse and I exchanged a few tips and moments, and she told me everything I needed to know about her much less mundane life which included messy routines and everything inbetween alongside a major tip to 'be aware of her boyfriend'. I didn't quite know what that meant until I was in her dorm on my knees trying to act my way out of blowing what looked like an abnormally long penis. It hadn't even been three hours since I got back to her dorm and I honestly think her boyfriend might know I'm her given how quick he was to grope these gigantic breast of mine and shove me down. The sword he held couldn't have been any less than nine inches and was a lot more veinier than anything I had ever seen. The musk he gave off was enticing enough to make this bodies mouth water, like Jesse's boyfriend had just gotten back from the gym but I couldn't make any guesses, I needed to get in there before he began to suspect anything... but again, I think he already knows his girlfriend was in swap glass anyways because he slammed his cock into my face and pried open my mouth with a lot more force than someone who supposedly loved me would have used.

"GLUK- GLUCK- GLUK!~"

Wet, sloppy noises echoed throughout the dorm as the tip of his shaft hit the back of my throat and so much deeper, my teeth scraping against his veiny cock before I forced my jaw ever wider. I could feel myself gagging on his member but that only made him push in harder until I could hardly breathe, and do you know what he did next? He grabbed the back of my head and pushed his entire dick down my throat until my nose was up against his pelvis and his balls were against my chin and we stayed like that until I began to pound on his thighs for him to stop. I couldn't even look up to see him or actually see anything for that matter because my glasses were beginning to fog up from how hot this room was getting and beads of sweat were starting to form on my breast even as I tried to push off his member. He was rough with it, and I thought little else than how bullshit this was, wasn't sex supposed to be enjoyable? I know this body sure as hell enjoyed it, but he was being so rough I thought he'd dislocated my jaw or maybe even pull out my hair, were the wet noises and muffled moans not enough for him? I couldn't tell between all the insults he shouted towards me like they were meant to mean something. It would be good to note that my borrowed tits were swinging beneath my chest with enough weight to make my body a battering ram against his cock, easily giving him all the inspiration to start recording the spectacle with his phone.

They had a temporary affect on the little wet spot between my legs, a moistening one which left my legs quivering for more as he continued to pump his member into me until it throbbed continuously. I should have known this was going to be an explosion of some sort, I've been through health class and all of that.. I wasn't really much of a porn-watcher sadly so when a white liquid filled my throat I screamed in panic and finally relinquished myself from his cock to try and cough out this shit from my throat and breathe for longer than a couple seconds. The barrage of his sexual hormones didn't stop there because when I tried to look up at him, he ended up plastering my face with what I now knew to be hot, warm ropes of cum that nicely stuck to my skin and glasses.

Cough! - "-Oh, what the fuck-!" I coughed up while long ropes of his baby batter strung between my lips and his cock as air finally graced my lungs, my tits swaying from side to side before I managed to look up and see his camera pointed right down at me and a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. "Having fun, Jesse?" He teased down to me while I still attempted to recover.

A second later, Jesse's boyfriend turned the phone around to show me a recording of what he had just done to my throat and face alongside a few pictures, and the sender? Jesse herself, the woman in my old, skinny body that had nothing to give.

I thought it was a total steal when my sons girlfriend told me she wanted to swap for the week to see what it was like to be in an older body. She was much more petite than I was, less matured despite being in her mid-twenties so I didn't doubt her when she said she was at least curious to be in a body that had... more than she did. I wasn't small by any means, most clothes didn't actually fit me which is why no one ever saw me in any nice-fitting dresses, not even at my own wedding which. Don't even get me started on the back pain too and the amount of work I needed to put into picking things up off the ground, having something so heavy on your chest 24/7 was nothing short of tiring. My sons girlfriend on the other hand was a small and polite girl, dainty and fragile, and it looked like she could Shatter if you even blew a kiss in her direction.

So that's when she and I ended up heading to the swap clinic for a temporary swap just to see how things would go. The conversation leading up to that was awkward of course, but seeing myself from a shorter, younger perspective was surely going to change my mind sooner or later. I thought. I even made her swear to not do anything with our respective partners to keep things from getting weird, that didn't last long.

Even as we both kept it a secret, my husband was all for the new me. We hadn't had sex in well over a year due to how exhausted I was, but when that girl filled it with enough life to run an entire country? They were up all night fucking like bunnies while I was there on the other side of the house to hear it all. I could hear my own moans through the walls, screams and cries like someone was being fucking murdered while my own $7,000 bed shook and creaked like it was about to snap. Never before did I think my older body could handle such abuse, but here I was fantasizing about what it must've been like. My son on the other hand was clueless to all of it and didn't do jack shit for me when I began to get a little curious and flustered. Of course it was going to be awkward with a mother like me getting so... intimate with my own son, but this girls body was incredibly hormonal and it didn't help that he'd rather stick to his video games than let me do anything.

So the second I received a video from my old body of her pov, I rushed out of the room and entered my old out of a mix of jealousy and rage - "What the fuck are you doing!" I cried out while my husband's wet, slimy cock was halfway inside my old body. My son's girlfriend was lying on her back, my bre- her breast hanging out to the open sky with sweat beading from every spot of her body like this was some sort of hours long workout. My husband tried to turn around to see who was screaming, but my old body jolted up to push him further in before laughing in a taunting manner. "What the hell am I doing? Fucking my husband, get out of my room." She calmly spoke through huffs and puffs, obviously trying to get me more pissed off, and it was working.

"I- what?! No, no!" I cried back with a flustered expression, unsure of what to say before I flashed the video she had sent me. It took my husband a second to recognize it before he chuckled, looking to my old body with an endeared expression. "Did you really send that as some sort of invitation? I thought you said we'd talk about it when our son wasn't home." He responded before some murmurs were exchanged between them.

Well, maybe they weren't murmurs.. I was stuck in my head the entire time with a strange yet familiar moisture building up between my legs. This girls body was horny enough to fuck anything on this planet, and seeing my old body all sweaty up against my husband's own only made the fact worse. Just what sort of kinks did this girl have- what did they mean when they said they talked about this? It had only been a couple of days since we had swapped, and it seems my husband had taken a liking to this new side of 'me' far faster than I could have anticipated.

"Girl, you're either going to leave or sit there and watch, no in-between for now." My old body said with a wink before she gestured with a hand towards the door which I closed promptly. What the fuck was I doing? My attention snapped back to my old body and her husband before that warm feeling in my crotch continued to swell, like I was about to burst if I didn't attend it any time soon. My husband seemed to agree with whatever my son's girlfriend had told him, because this fucked up dream was about to get a lot worse when he lifted up my old body with strength I'd only seen when we were much younger. He flipped my old body over and onto all fours, his long, throbbing cock still in what used to be my pussy before he started once again. It looked absolutely jaw-dropping to see how ruthless he was with my own body, his hand pushing my old head down into the bed sheets beneath to muffle her moans before plowing her deeper and deeper with every thrust.

In that time, it didn't take my new body long to adjust to the scene, because my clothes were off and I was sitting on a chair seconds later letting my fingers furiously rub at my clit while my old body was rammed again and again. Gods, if only I had never taken this deal...

I was a twenty-two year old male going to college for business and finance alongside a couple other things which is where I met my girlfriend of two years, Sandy. We got along pretty well, and in all honestly I was thinking about marrying her by December if it wasn't for this odd ritual her family did. It wasn't actually a ritual, but some new card game that came out that involved some new techy stuff that I couldn't quite understand just yet. From the way my girlfriend described it, it sounded like some sort of hypnosis machine that makes you *think* you're someone else rather than actually swapping their brains around, it'd be impossible to do that right? Well, either way my girlfriend loved to play these sort of games, especially between her family members when they all got together. So when she eventually invited me over for one of her large family game nights, I reluctantly accepted under the guise of being forced. Yet in all honestly, I couldn't be anything but curious as to what this entire swap poker thing was.

So they set the machine up and promptly rolled it onto the table. It didn't look any different from one of those board-game dice rollers, except it had a small gem in the middle that would toss around whenever shaken (obviously). Nothing special really, so then we all gathered around the table with preset cards laying there right before us. I should have known this was an immediate red flag, especially when her mother directed me to a specific seat across the table from Sandy which I didn't seem to mind. I was seated next to her uncles and cousins, all of which took a sorta interest in me alongside one of the other family members girlfriends. Maybe they were interested in the prospect of being another person? I don't know, but what I do know was how badly my ass got kicked until I played my hand and got my ass utterly kicked. I was first one in the shitter, and the winner? My girlfriends uncle, Jack. At first I thought this was gonna be some sort of make pretend until the stone in the middle began to shake on its own, then my vision suddenly altered. There wasn't any flash, no alarm, no little spinning circle- just a different perspective with a different set of hands other than my own. "What the fuck?" I stated in confusion from my seat before looking up to... my own face? What the fuck! The others around the table all began to laugh hysterically, like I was some sort of silly deer in the headlights and I was, even my girlfriend was laughing, "Oh my God, you look adorable!" She cried out before glancing back to my original body. "And look at you, Jack! All big and strong now!" Which earned her a wink from my old body, what the fuck x2. It didn't take long for me to freak out at the fact I was now in her scrawny uncles body, which just gave me all the more motivation to stop whatever the hell this was and get back into my own body. But gods, the cards were shit. Every hand I got was shit until I finally earned myself a few aces and ended up right back in the comfort of my own skin after being in every other guys body. Though by the time I got into my own body, more than a few drinks had been ingested leaving me in what could only be a "talkative mood".

Things progressed from there nearly as fast as the night did with drinks tossed and laughter sprouting before I finally set my cards down to take my leave knowing how much worse this could get, especially if I and everyone else was drunk. "Oh babe, come on! Just one more!" Sandy called out to me, and in my stupor... I agreed to her request to play one more. This is where that shitty luck finally peaked, and where I suspected her mother of cheating. I was dealt a hand of nothing more than shit by her, and her wine-drunk aunt? She had all the right cards to dump on me and win the round. She could have picked any body, swapped with the body of her sons scared girlfriend, or swap with her excited husband. Yet for whatever reason, she seemed dead set on swapping with me and that's just how it went. My perspective changed from my own body to someone nearly a foot shorter with slim hands and hair draped over my face. It took me a few moments to manage these drunk hands and clear the hair from my face to see my old body grinning back at me with a stupid expression. I couldn't say this wasn't weird, especially with how... horny this woman was.

The sensation between her legs was nothing I had never felt before. It was needy, wet, and incredibly hot like some sort of furnace from hell and I could tell judging from how soaked her jeans were. So the second I came to realize how infatuated that woman was with the idea of using my body for whatever? The table had been flipped and an uproar of arguments and screaming matches divided the room enough that no one knew what was happening until they realized the gem on the floor had been shattered in the ensuing fight. My older body had obviously thrown a few drunk punches, earning a "Woah." From me in this horny little body, but I cringed ever more when the others began to fight back and successfully make a few new bruises to my face. So when all things were settled and a few more drinks were digested, people began to file out of the home before I finally caught up to my girlfriend, or at least who I thought was her. "When are we gonna swap back?" I demanded which earned a nasty look from Sandy's body before she continued to walk in whichever direction, only perpetuating my confusion until a hand firmly grasped my ass. I immediately whipped around to see my own body looking at me, lips bloodied and pursing to begin talking. "We'll be stuck like this for the night, but this is usually when things settle down. Why don't I guide you to bed? Your body must be sore from all that excitement." He said with a wink which flew right over my head.

Thirty minutes later, I was in one of the guest rooms with my room with my own cock driving deep into my borrowed body. Now if I didn't day it felt good, I'd be lying because it was probably the best thing I'd ever felt. Now whoever was in my girlfriends body probably thought the same given how loud they were being in the next room~ should I try to go faster?