Should I do it? Part 3
So I did it, I finally did it. A few days ago I put on the magic bra, changed the rest of my body to match my lower half.
So I did it, I finally did it. A few days ago I put on the magic bra, changed the rest of my body to match my lower half.
James, now Jenna, woke up in his room after completing the body swap at the clinic yesterday. These days, trading bodies and lives is very common since the technology has been invented. But the swap is only one way street though. James had to be sure if he wanted to give up his genetic male body which is in a good condition for a female one which is more vulnerable. His desire to become a real female was so strong that he agreed to swap with Jenna upon the match. He didn’t mind the issues that come along with having a female body. Jenna on the other hand wanted to experience complete masculinity. She hated having nothing between her legs and she wanted to be the one to be doing the penetrating. She wanted to be strong and dominant. However, James didn’t mind having a pussy between his legs instead of his dick. He didn’t mind not having erections. He didn’t mind the monthly cycle and he didn’t mind having to squat to pee for the rest of his life. Looking at his new body, he believes he struck a good deal. His new body is undeniably feminine and he cannot wait to start life as a member of the opposite sex starting today.
“My daddy will kill you if he catches you here. He still blames you for knocking me up.” I say as we start to kiss after taking off my shirt.
“He can’t blame me for making out with his smoking hot daughter and either way it’s your mamma’s fault, She’s the one who turned you in to a girl in the first place.” He replied as his hands moved lower down my belly.
“Yeah but we didn’t have to go at it like rabbits when she told me it was permanent to spite her.” I say as I let out a soft moan. His hands skillfully touching all the right places.
“As I recall that was your idea just like it was your idea that I come over to study today knowing full well I would have other things on my mind then studying.” He comments in between kisses and slipping his hand down the hem of my pants. “Besides if anyone would ask we are Studying Biology.”
I gasp as he starts to finger me and moan out. “Yeah just doing what comes Naturally.” as i finish saying this almost on cue he throws me down on the couch and he pulls of my pants and unbuckles his belts as he Reminds me of How I got this belly in the first place.
I thought it would be fun to cast a spell to turn my boyfriend into a hot girl. I’m certainly not regretting it, but I probably could have toned down the lust spell.
When my mom finally came home she was in some sort of foul mood. Apparently there had been some sort of office bullshit and she needed to vent. And being a good daughter I knew to listen. And after an hour of talking and drinking, she may or may not have opened a bottle or two of wine (she did), she turned to me and said, “You’re the best daughter a mother could ever ask for and some day you’ll enjoy having your own children.” With that she passed out.
I never thought I would receive a message from her. Not after what I did. It was a long time ago, about five years, no wait, six years exactly, when I learned how to brew potions.
Fuck I must have been exhausted from last night. What was it? Five days of fucking Hannah, my highly obedient sexpot. I felt on top of the world.
I groggily opened my eyes. It was so cold so I must be naked, nothing unusual from the rest of the week. I also felt drained, weaker somehow but that can be the marathon sex sessions finally taking its toll. I might cut down on the penetrating sex and have her blow me instead. I reached down to my cock and was about to play a little with myself before calling in Hannah to take care of me, but the only thing I could find was a void.
My blood rushed inside of me and I was in an instant wide awake and immediately found out why my dick was gone.
I had become a chick!
Fuck. How? The medallion. Of course. The medallion. There could be only one culprit.
“HANNAAAAAAH!”, I shouted from the top of my lungs.
Chris was regretting his choice of clothing as he could see out of the corner of his eye all the teenage boys at the amusement arcade drooling over him.
“Scheiße, ich sehe ja fast aus wie meine eigene Mutter. Wie werde ich diesen Körper nur wieder los?” murmelte Lukas (15). Als die Schule von dem Licht getroffen wurde, verwandelte er sich zuerst in seine Schwester Carina (16).
Doch dann alterte sein neuer Körper auf etwa 40 Jahre. Lukas war schockiert. Er wollte nicht seine eigene Schwester sein. Und schon gar keine 40 Jahre alte Version von ihr. Er versteckte sich in seinem Zimmer und wollte niemanden sehen. Viele seiner Kumpels hatten es besser. Sie waren jünger und heißer. Und noch etwas störrte ihn. In diesem Alter hatte seine Schwester Carina schon sehr viel Ähnlichkeit mit seiner eigenen Mutter……
“Oh my, dear. What have you done to yourself?”