“Well, well, guess the shoe is on the other foot now, isn’t it, my darling husband?” my wife looked down at me and smirked. “You always did love those bondage games, didn’t you? Now it’s your turn to get tied up and taken advantage of, whether you want it or not.”
I woke up the next morning groggy and tired, as if I’d slept for no more than an hour, even though it felt like I’ve been hibernating. Groaning, I tried to sit up but an arm constricted me from doing so. It was a female hand. Then I glanced down at two perky breasts, and the room that I was in. I sat there for a moment and then realized what had just happened last night. My friend Richie had somehow turned himself and me into girls. How? Beats me. And I was now in bed with a girl I did not know in Anthony Carlucci’s mansion. I had to find him quick and figure out what the hell to do. Then the girl next to me started moaning.
“Hmm, looks like a vagina to me. Don’t you think so Jess?”
Victoria proved to be a bit more of a difficult sell than Wendy. Not only had she grown up in the South, but she was actually a Baptist preacher’s daughter. It had basically been ingrained into her that any contact with anyone romantically was bad, at least until marriage.
“Guess what?” my mother chirped in her much too happy tone of voice.
“What?” I croaked as disagreeably as I could. Sometimes it made me feel better to feel sorry for myself and let the world around me know it. It wasn’t my fault that I had suddenly changed from a boy to a girl.
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.
“Are you ready, Sam?” asked Amber as she gently teased open his labia.
Looking between my legs, a realization struck me that things will never be the same from now on. There used to be a male equipment between my legs but now there is nothing protruding between my legs. It means that I’m no longer a man technically. I am one of the girls now. I am expected to wear panties, skirts and dresses because I now have the right body for it. Nothing will be dangling between my legs when I put on a swimsuit. I will look like like any other girl with her bikini on. When I have lesbian sex, I won’t be the one who is penetrating because I no longer have the tool to get inside a woman. We’ll both have wet pussies between my legs. The only way I can have sex now with another female is when we scissor each other. Would I miss my penis and testicles? I don’t know. Maybe when I want to pee so bad and I have no choice to sit because I don’t have a hose to point.
My wife and I were getting ready for bed and she said ” Darling, I feel very horny tonight, but let’s try something different though…” I said ” Ok”…this was really getting me aroused. “Here” she said ” Drink this, It will get you all primed for our lovemaking.” I downed the drink. It was kinda like drinking Goldslager. It had a definite kick to it. I could feel the room spinning… My wife said ” That’s ok, it will go away soon…just close your eyes.” with that she started licking and kissing on my neck. She pulled the sleeve of my robe down. Is it getting hot in here??? I could feel myself getting excited and moaning….wait a minute…that sounded like a woman…OMG ,this feels so good…I can feel a wetness…WHAT!!! …Mmmmmm, Oh, honey, don’t stop!!!! I feel a weight on my….Mmmmm, right there…… Oh God, this feel Soooo Good!!!
I woke up to the sound of moans coming from the other room, when I entered I was shocked to find two women in the middle of passionate lesbian sex. This wouldn’t be unusual except this was the room belonging to my very male best friend, and we where in the middle of hiding from the Bimbo virus.