Harry got the blowjob of his life from his newlywed wife, on their honeymoon, but when she asked for the favor to be returned, the formerly always nice Harry said, “No way, I don’t want to go down on a fish store, after all I’m your husband now, I make the rules, I’m the man!”
When Monica came back from work she found her husband John on the couch mumbling to himself “I’m an old black guy, I’m an old black guy”. In their 30 years of marriage she never saw something like this. When she aproached her husband he jumped out of the couch and in complete hysterics begin claiming that he is Alex, the young woman living across the street and that her body was stolen by Monica’s husband. Monica was ready to call for help thinking her husband went crazy but something inside was telling her she should at least check on her neighboors just to make sure her husband didn’t do anything stupid.
“She looks so real” were my last words as a man. The sculpture of one of my favorite characters caught my eye. I had to take a closer look at it. I don’t know why, but I felt the need to touch her. As soon as I did, everything changed. I was looking at what appeared to be myself. “What just happened?” I asked with a girl’s voice. I grabbed my throath. “I sound like a girl” I said. The former me looked paralized, like if he was some kind of mannequin.
It’s good to feel comfortable with myself again. After a long process of adjusting into this body I’m able to smile again. I wasn’t always a woman, before the great shift I was a man named Mike.
It was simple. In front of me is six beautiful women. Six pure females. I need to choose which one I shall become.
There were all kind of variables to consider. It wasn’t all just sexiness. Which body would be the best to have? I didn’t want huge breasts in the way so that ruled the one out on the far right. It was upsetting to let her go because she was all so sexy but it was the right call.
I wasn’t a fan of fair skin, I would of got so much sunburn every summer. That ruled out the second from the right. This also meant that I dropped the third from the right. I wasn’t keen on being a short girl so that got rid of the third from the left.
That left me with two. I was so excited. My palms were sweating profusely. My soon to be gone dick was firmly erect. I pondered and pondered. In the end I settled. I couldn’t go past the one on the far left her face was stunning and she had the nicest ass. I had to have it, I had to be her.
I couldn’t be happier with my choice. I love being a woman and I love being Katie.
“I don’t see what the big deal is! The least you could do is just try it!” I shouted at my girlfriend. She had gotten pissed off when I told her I wanted to try deepthroating, and wouldn’t take her initial ‘no’ for an answer. Now she was in our room rummaging through a box of her things which she had yet to unpack since we’d moved in together. Apparently finding what she’d been searching for, she wheeled around with a slightly crazed gleam in her eye and clutching in the palm of her hand an egg-sized stone with funny-looking runes etched all over it.
I was beginning to think that Nate might be the one. Every moment I spend with him only makes me more certain of that fact. He can help me up when I’m in down, and is the first person I want to share my joy with. And the way he makes love to me is absolutely indescribable. I never thought I’d ever openly admit that, and I certainly never thought I’d be happy about it. Let me explain.
Carla didn´t think it was possible being so aroused like she was now in her boyfriends body. An magical artifact had swapped their bodies a couple of days ago and now they were in the bed together and about to have intercourse.
“Steven you have to check this out” Clark showed him his phone. Steven took it in his hands and glared at the picture his friend just recived. On the picture was Kelly Markinson smiling and showing her naked chest. “Wow! That’s so awsome” Steven exclaimed. “Sure it is. I’m glad Mike didn’t forget about us after he swapped bodies with Kelly and he keep sending nudes” Clark said. “Yeah, a real bro, even if he is now a chick” Steven said.
“Wh-where am I?” I moaned groggily as I woke up in a room that was not the one I fell asleep in. It was…my daughter’s room? I looked down and saw I was in more than my daughter’s room: I was in her body! And her body was wearing nothing but the pink panties she had bought when we went shopping earlier in the week. I closed my eyes quickly, not wanting to see any more of my daughter’s nude body, even though it was hard to resist looking at the perky breasts that were now attached just below my eyes. It felt great to have boobs that didn’t weigh me down. Boobs that all the boys would stare at not because they were big, but because they were sexy.
Before I knew it, my hands were on those boobs, and my eyes were wide open…