I'm a man

Alex paid the babysitter and closed the door behind him. He sighed with relief. "Home finally!". He couldn't take it anymore. He had to get out of that stupid suit. He hated dressing sharply. But really, the reason he wanted to get back home as soon as possible was to finally have some intimacy with his wife Linda. As he was unbuttoning the top of his shirt finally getting some breath he watched her emptying her purse on the dinner table. She was so sexy in that red dress. He was running his eyes up and down her slender body. Her smooth and bright skin. Those legs that never ended. Her firm ass. He was a lucky man. The pregnancy had little to no consequences on her figure. She was still as sexy as the day they got married.

She was still acting distant though, quietly turned away from him. What was wrong with her lately? She acted so cold for the whole week, barely speaking, and going about her day like a ghost. The worst thing was that she refused to have sex with him. At first she just said that she was tired from work, or because of the baby. Fair enough. Then she rejected him saying she was on her period, which he knew was total bullshit. He knew his wife well. What was going on? Did she have an affair? Impossible! He knew that that couldn't be. They have been happily married for two years. They just had a beautiful healthy boy. The sex had always been amazing between them. Then what had changed in her? He organized that date expressly to put an end to this whole thing. The roses, the dinner… Maybe he did something wrong. Maybe he had to make up for something. Women can be so fickle at times after all. And they really had a great time that evening. God she was beautiful. But she started to act strangely again as soon as they got in the car to get back home. "Whatever!" he thought. "This ends now! There's no way I’ll get turned down one more time!". And so he hugged her from behind and reached to kiss her neck. Alex couldn't possibly know what had actually happened. He couldn't know that for the last week he shared the bed with someone who wasn't actually his beloved wife. He couldn't know that the person in front of him was actually his best friend Richard, trapped in Linda’s.

It all happened last Sunday. Richard really didn't want to join his friends for that BBQ. Sure, he appreciated their kindness. He was glad he had such considerate friends that despite having recently had a baby kept inviting him out, since they knew how lonely he could get in his empty bachelor’s apartment, especially on weekends. But this time he just didn't want to spend another day with them. It was only after the insistence of Linda that he finally gave up and accepted the invitation. Now he regretted he didn't trust his instinct that time. There was much more he regretted too. He regretted getting out for a walk the day prior just to kill the boredom. He regretted going precisely in that part of the town where he found a flea market with all sorts of weird objects and artifacts. He regretted buying that odd medallion from that strange looking woman. He regretted wearing it that afternoon at his friends’ house.

While Alex was grilling the burgers, he went inside to help Linda carry the salad to the table in the garden, but as soon as their hands met when she passed him the salad bowl there was a sudden bright flash, and he felt like he blacked out for an instant. The sound of the bowl crashing on the floor returned both of them to their senses, as they found themselves looking confused at their own bodies. At first they both panicked. Richard felt Linda’s long curls brushing on her neck and shoulders, the fresh summer breeze blowing on her bare legs, a pair of big breasts wiggling on her chest as he fidgeted in panic, and a voice that wasn't his own coming out of his throat.

Somehow they managed to not get Alex’s attention, who was still outside occupied with the steaks. Linda, now trapped in Richard's body, was the first to collect herself, and tried to calm down her friend who was still shaking. For some reason they had switched bodies, and it probably was Richard's medallion at fault, given how it was now glowing with a strange red light. This was beyond imagination, but she decided that just for the duration of the lunch they had to act like everything was normal, and not make Alex suspect anything. Richard didn't agree at first. He wanted to scream! To get the away from there! He wanted his body back! But eventually he accepted to do as Linda said. He always did as the others told him. That was probably one of the reasons why he couldn't get a girlfriend.

So they headed outside, had lunch as if nothing happened, and later that evening they met in secret to discuss their predicament. They had to find out what that medallion was, and how to change back. But the artifact now looked like a common piece of jewelry, and despite how much they tried they couldn't get it to work again. They would have to research it. Linda would have to do so at least. The most important thing for her was that her husband didn’t find out anything about all that. Richard had to live Linda's life for a while without raising any suspicion that something was off.

Richard had to reluctantly agree to that. And so for the past week he did everything he had to. He managed to go to Linda's part-time job without getting her fired or screwing anything up. He took care of their child. He managed the home. Everything. But one thing he just couldn't do was having sex with Alex. It had been hard for him to avoid him. He knew his best friend well, he couldn't go maybe a day without having sex. And he was in fact constantly caressing him, and groping him, and kissing him. But he just couldn't do that. He kept coming up with excuses, but for how long could that go on? Linda still hadn’t find out anything useful about the medallion, and a week had already passed!

Then came that night. Alex came home from work with a bouquet of red roses, and told him he was taking her for a night out. Richard found himself flattered as much as scared. How could he go out on a date with his childhood friend? But he couldn't turn him down. They would end up arguing for sure, and god knows what Linda could do while in his body if he ended up screwing up her happy marriage. So agreed to go. He slipped into a red dress he found in the closet, put on some makeup as best as he could and got in the car with Alex to get to the restaurant. It was hard. The heels he was wearing hurt like crazy. His breasts just didn't stay in place, popping out of the dress every time he moved too abruptly (he regretted not having learned how to put on a bra). And the panties he was wearing felt more uncomfortable than usual. But it was also a lovely evening. Alex was so kind and considerate. A true gentleman. He treated him like a queen. Despite how strange it all felt he could swear that he had smiled wholeheartedly for the whole evening. But now that they were back at home he became melancholic again. Soon he would have had to go upstairs and spend another night in the same bed as Alex. How could he refuse his avances again after an evening like that?

Suddenly he felt one of Alex's arms holding him tight by the waist, his crotch pressing against his butt, while his other hand was brushing his hair away from his shoulder to kiss him on the neck.
<<W... Wait!>> he stuttered, quivering under Alex's caresses.
<<Come on honey!>> whispered Alex into his ear. <<I want you!>> he said licking it. Why did it felt so good?
<<T... The baby could wake up! Just wait a second!>>.
<<The baby will be fine. This is our special evening. And I wanna do that special thing to you.>>

He was groping his tits, now hanging out from the dress. Linda had just recently stopped breastfeeding their kid. They were so sensitive. Just touching them sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. And Alex knew that very well. He knew how to make his wife melt. He reached with his hand under her dress, between her legs, heading straight towards her pussy. As he started rubbing it over her panties Richard felt a warm sensation rise from there. He was getting wet! He started to pant, letting out muffled moans. Alex turned his wife around and kissed her passionately, forcing his tongue into her mouth and twisting and turning it inside. He then went down with his head to her tits, and started licking and biting her hardened nipples, while reaching with his hand under her panties and starting rubbing her clit. Richard's breath was now heavy, and he was staring down at Alex with his eyes wide open and his mouth agape, feeling his legs getting weaker and weaker as waves of pleasure washed upon his body.

This was too much! He couldn't let this happen!

"I can't let myself think that this feels good! I'm a man!".
Then Alex raised his head and looked Richard straight in the eyes, grinning.
He turned him around, and made him lay on the dinner table, powerless.
He pulled down his wife's panties and moved her dress aside, while keeping rubbing her wet cunt. He unzipped his pants and took out his fully erect throbbing cock. God he had waited for this for so long now.
Richard was gasping now, both for the pleasure he was feeling and for the utter fear that was taking control of him.
"This can't be happening! I can't let this happen!".
Then he felt it.
His friend's dick entered his vagina. As it dug its way inside, his back arched and his teeth grinded. He shut his eyes unable to think, feeling that shaft getting deeper and deeper inside of him.
Then it started. He felt it going back and forth smoothly, faster and faster. He tried to focus, striving to keep himself from letting out moans and cries of pleasure, panting rhythmically as Alex's penis was reaching up to his cervix. It was amazing! His legs went numb, and he bit his luscious lip feeling the taste of lipstick in his mouth.
"Nonono! This can't be!"
Harder... Faster...
"I'm a man! I'm a man! I'm a man! I'm a man!"
<<Oooh... Don't stop Alex!>>