A promise is a promise

Originally requested by Marti ^-^ Really fond of this one :)

Martin wore the stockings that were laying on the bed, gently pulling them up his long and smooth legs. The feeling of the fabric over his soft skin felt kinda pleasant. Definitely more comfortable than the bra he was wearing. Its lacy pattern was brushing against his nipples, who he found out were a lot more sensitive than his former male ones. Despite having to admit that he looked gorgeous he didn’t like how it felt at all. Same went for the panties, which were annoyingly running up his butt cheeks. He thought of changing out of that lingerie because of how uncomfortable he felt, but then he remembered how insistent Jessica was about him having to wear that exact outfit.

<<It’s James’s favorite.>> she said to him. And he promised to comply.

Yeah… James...

His best friend was waiting for him in the adjacent room of their hotel suite, ready to take him out to their romantic dinner. Martin had his heart in his throat. Could he actually go out on a date with his best friend pretending to be his girlfriend? Sure he had promised, but actually doing it just felt too strange!

It all started a few days prior. Martin, James and his girlfriend Jessica had arrived in the beautiful resort in Greece where they would have spent the following week. They had organized this trip abroad months in advance. Unfortunately a few weeks before their departure Martin had a bad argument and broke up with his girlfriend, who was supposed to come as well. Why was it so difficult for him to keep a girlfriend? It was frustrating. He was 28 years old now, and most of his friends were already married and starting families. Soon even James and Jessica would have married, while he was still unable to have a relationship last more than a couple of months. It was so nice of his friends to let him come to Greece even if he was not able to find another person to bring with him. He knew that that would have most likely felt awkward for the three of them, but he just couldn’t spend his holydays at home, alone, dealing with the fact that he screwed up another relationship. And so he joined his friends in their vacation.

Poor James. He was always so nice. Despite the fact he couldn’t swim he insisted anyway for Martin and Jessica to go ahead and bath in that wonderful water. They swam until they eventually found some sort of cave between the rocks. It looked like a nice place to relax, and so they stayed there for a while. Martin then found an amulet hidden in the sand. It looked ancient, with strange inscriptions on it. Jessica wanted to see it as well, curious, but as they both touched it they felt something was wrong. Martin felt a tingle between his legs, and felt like his balls were receding inside his body and his penis was shrinking. He reached for his groin with his hand and felt his genitals becoming smaller and smaller, as if they were disappearing. He then heard Jessica’s screams of terror, as she was looking horrified at a bulge appearing down in her crotch. Suddenly Martin felt his dick completely recede into his body, and a slit started to form between his legs. The tingle finally stopped, and the two of them were staring at each other terrorized, Martin with his new flat crotch and Jessica with a brand new penis barely contained by her swimsuit. They screamed, and yelled at each other, so shocked that they didn’t even notice that their height was changing as well, Martin slowly getting shorter while Jessica was growing in height. Eventually they had to leave the cave. James was probably waiting for them, and he sure as hell did not have to find out that they had somehow swapped genitals, most likely because of that strange amulet. Martin tucked it in his pocket and they both left the cave, Jessica now having to cover herself with a sarong which fortunately enough she had taken with her that day to the beach. She would soon have needed that piece of clothing for much more than just hiding her new equipment, as her legs had started to slowly get less toned and much more hairy, while Martin was showing off a pair of long legs smooth like glass, barely covered by his swimsuit.

As they got back to where they had left James, they found him playing soccer with a group of guys. They greeted him from afar. <<We must not be found out!>> said Jessica to Martin. He nodded, and they both headed towards him. Suddenly Martin noticed that he was walking in a weird way, with his hips swinging left and right with each step. He realized that his hips had widened and his ass felt much firmer, while in front of him he saw Jessica’s toned butt flatten, her sarong now barely staying up.

<<Hi guys. Did you have fun? You’ve been away for a while.>> said James, who had come towards them. Jessica kissed him nervously.

<<Yes honey. The place is truly beautiful.>> she answered.

Martin was watching with eyes wide open Jessica’s hair getting shorter in front of his eyes, while he felt his hair elongating, reaching down past his shoulders. He tried to make Jessica aware of the changes that were getting faster and faster, but as soon as he tried to say something he felt something go down his throat. He coughed, and when he tried to speak again he heard a voice that didn’t belong to him come out of his mouth. He noticed how Jessica was now striving to hide the deep tone of her voice while talking to James, squeaking in an almost comedic way.

<<I… I don’t feel well honey! I have to go back to the hotel!>> she said rushing away, not giving James the time to react.

<<I… I’ll look after her! Don’t worry!>> said Martin with the deepest voice he managed to make.

James wanted to go after his girlfriend and friend, but he was called back by the guys who were playing with him, annoyed by the intermission to their match. He was uncertain about what to do. He probably should have aided his girlfriend. That was really a strange behavior for her. But then again Martin was with her. They got along so well lately. He knew he could count on him. He would have reached them to the hotel in a few minutes anyway. So he joined the guys again. He just couldn’t help it, he was such a sport addict. He would have gone after them as soon as he finished the match.

Meanwhile Martin and Jessica were hiding in an alley, facing each other, shaking and fidgeting for the fear. By now Jessica had got considerably taller than Martin, and hair started to appear all over her body. Martin on the other hand now had flocks of long brown hair going down past his shoulders, and his slightly out of shape belly was now flat and toned. They had to rush to the hotel before the changes got more extreme. The receptionist witnessed a really strange scene when he saw what looked like a guy in a sarong and bikini run through the hall beside a topless girl in a pair of swimsuit shorts. In the elevator they were staring terrified at each other as Jessica’s breasts were deflating while Martin saw two tits develop on his chest, getting bigger and bigger. When they finally got into the room the transformation was almost complete. They were now both standing in front of the mirror in the bathroom, Martin staring at his new breasts while Jessica was touching nervously her changing face where, over her new rough skin, a beard had started to appear. Now that they had completely turned into each other they were left with the confusion and the fear. How did that happened? How could what looked like a plain piece of junk do this to them?

But there just wasn’t time to give in to the panic. James would have been there soon, and he was supposed to take Jessica out to a romantic dinner that evening. It was of outmost importance that the date went smoothly. She knew that that trip was supposed to be the time he would have finally asked her to marry him. There was no choice. Martin had to pretend to be her for that evening and go as her to that date. He couldn’t screw it up.

<<Promise me you will do it! Please!>> she begged him. He of course had no choice but to agree to that.

<<I promise.>>.

So now there he was, slipping inside the black dress Jessica had prepared for him to wear, ready to go out for that important night.

<<Honey are you ready? We have to go!>> he heard James call for him from the other room.

<<Yes I’ll be there in a minute sweety!>> he answered, still unused to hear Jessica’s voice coming out of his mouth. He felt bad for having him wait for so long, but it took him more than he thought to get ready. He was still uncomfortable moving around in Jessica’s body, and he had difficulties putting on his makeup, even thought he felt pretty proud of the final result. He looked at himself in the mirror. He was stunning. Jessica was such a gorgeous woman, and dressed like that she was incredibly beautiful. He wore the heels placed beside the bed. He had practiced with those earlier, going up and down the room multiple times. But he soon would have find out that walking for a whole evening in those was painful, and he soon would have begged to sit down and have some relief. As he got out of the bedroom he found James waiting for him. The glance he gave him flattered him. Those eyes, those beautiful eyes. He looked so much in love. He felt strange. Why was he feeling like that? Suddenly all his doubt and insecurities reemerged, but he couldn’t just give up. A promise is a promise after all.

He had a wonderful time that night. James had been so considerate, and funny, and romantic. Martin started to understand why he had so many troubles with girls. He never treated them with such love and consideration. He had to admit to himself that he felt like a princess that night. When they got back to the hotel after a wonderful dinner he felt so torn inside. He knew what was supposed to happen. Maybe he could have made up an excuse, sneak out and reach Jessica to the cave before everything went too far. She had discovered that according to local legends if they returned to the cave at night when the full moon was up in the sky they would have changed back to their original selves. And fortunately for them that night was a full moon night. She was probably already waiting for him there. But suddenly he felt James place his hands over his shoulders, giving him a sensual massage, and then he felt him kissing his neck. It felt good in an unsettling way. He felt him unzip his dress, which fell to his ankles, and with a flick of his fingers he freed him of his bra as well. Martin felt relieved by that. James then started to fondle his breasts, and Martin felt his crotch push against his butt, his dick slowly getting hard. He realized to his dismay that he was enjoying every second of it. It was wrong, but it felt so right! “Maybe I can stay just a little bit more. The full moon will be high in the sky for a while. There is no hurry. After all, didn’t I promise that I would have done everything to make this night go well?”

He felt so safe in James’s embrace, as he gently lead him to the bed. He made him lay on it, looking at him straight in the eyes. Those damned eyes. They were now reflecting all his lust. He stiffened as he saw him reach down with his hands to his groin, taking his panties off and then going down with his head towards his pussy, which he felt quiver with anticipation. He jolted as James started to tease his clit with the tip of his tongue, while he started rubbing his new genitals with his fingers. He felt he was getting wet. “Yes. I have to stay. Just a little bit more. A promise is a promise. This must not end.”. Strange thoughts went through his head, as he felt the pleasure build and wash over his body. It felt amazing. Maybe this was just supposed to be. Dating never felt like the thing for him, but that night had been incredible. Could it be that he was never supposed to take out girls for dates but that he was in fact the one supposed to be taken out? Maybe that was why he couldn’t find a girlfriend. All that time he may just have been waiting for his best friend. He thought about the following day. Maybe that would be the day in which James would finally propose. The thought made him smile. He then looked at the night stand, on top of which the amulet was glowing with the full moon light reflecting on it. Jessica would have had to wait for a while in that cave. Maybe she would have waited the whole night in vain. In that instant their predicament seemed to Martin the best thing that could ever happen to him.

<<I love you Jess.>> he heard James telling him form below.

He bit his lip for the pleasure.

<<I love you too James.>>.