“Just be a good little girl and you’ll get your body back eventually. If you don’t- I’ll get you fired, get divorced, ruin all your friendships and throw all your savings in the ocean THEN I’ll change you back. Have fun girly!” The note said.
She didn’t answer any of my emails or phone calls or text messages. She did send Polaroid dick picks of my cock to ‘my’ apartment.
Luckily, you were my best friend and knew me better than any person in the word so I was able to convince you the truth. You kept hanging out with the old me while meeting up with me. You made sure my wife was safe and annoyingly, she seemed extremely happy with this new spontaneous and loving version of me. Her Instagram stories were filled with fun dates and other silly things we hadn’t done in years.
Not that she was the only one enjoying the new situation. There were times that I just stare at her naked body in the mirror. It was an incredible body. But despite that, I could never masturbate to climax. I could spend hours between my thighs but no orgasms.
Three months in, and I still hadn’t heard from her. According to Instagram, she had been working out and getting in peak shape again. Meanwhile, I was doing her college work and ignoring the flirting from boys. She sent another note that said “get one of your many boyfriends to video you blowing him so good that he cums on your face. And send it to me. I wanna see it.”
I showed you the letter and you told me, “You can’t do that, you’re not going to, are you?”
“She has my body hostage. I have to,” I said sullenly, “I know your Stacy ( your wife) would kill you but you don’t have to show your face on camera. Would you let me… you know?” RP
I was setting up the beach house in my new body, before my daughter and her guests arrived. And then you, her boyfriend showed up hours early.
“Mr Walters?” You asked the girl in the kitchen dusting the surfaces. “Is that you?”
“Yes Dustin, it’s me. I guess Cassie wants people calling me Sophie now though,” I said in my new voice. I looked up at you, you had always been a tiny bit taller than me but now you seemed like a giant.
“You’re really cute,” you said, almost sadly.
“Thanks. I didn’t really get a choice. Cassie just turned me into a girl that would look good to most guys. I had no idea that those girls she hung out with was a coven. “
“Me neither,” you agreed, “My mind was blown when I found out. But she’s never done anything to me. Don’t worry, Teddy’s a good guy, he won’t force himself on you or anything.”
I looked at your rippling arms. I had to admit that they look liked nice and inviting. How has Cassie’s spells messed with my mind. “Well, I think Cassie wants me to be very ‘welcoming’ to your buddy,” I grimaced.
“Oh shit… ok. Well, let me… help you if you need it… Mr Wal— Sophie,” you blushed.
RP