The body snatchers - Par 2: Thieves

It was my girlfriend who first proposed it. A couple of weeks had passed since the first time we had swapped bodies with each other, and everything was going great. The device really took our relationship to the next level. But there was something bugging us, even though we never really addressed it or even fully realized it ourselves. Some sort of curiosity, an eagerness. It just felt like it was a waste to use the incredible powers of the device to just swap between the two of us. We wanted more.

So one day she proposed that we swapped bodies with someone else. I’m not going to lie, I had considered that possibility probably since day one, but I just wasn’t sure about it. Such incredible power shouldn’t become known to many people. Who knew how the situation could have degenerated? But she had already thought about that. No one would have known about that. We would have just stolen other people’s bodies without them being aware of it.

The first bodies we chose were those of a couple of our friends. We invited them over to dinner and before swapping our bodies with them we took some sleeping pills. As soon as we felt them starting to take effect and ourselves being unable to stay awake we used the device to swap with them. Even if they were aware of what had happened they would have been unable to react and when we would have put everything back to normal they would have just thought that it was all a dream. The first time we decided to maintain our respective genders. Even if I was still a guy it still felt really strange to be in a different body, and it sure was good to fuck my friend’s girlfriend who I always thought was really attractive. But soon enough we couldn’t resist, and we had to return to have sex with our genders switched. While fucking his girlfriend felt good, getting fucked as her was amazing.

Our plan worked out just fine. Our friends sure were confused when we got themselves back in their bodies and they felt exhausted for the sex we just had as them, but they didn’t suspect anything. How could they after all? The device was just something too incredible to be true.

In the following weeks we got wild with the device, switching with a different couple every time we could. First my sister and his boyfriend, then one of my girlfriend’s colleagues and a friend of mine, then her parents, and so on until we had tried it out with almost everyone we knew. We even managed to get one of her friends pregnant. After all why should we have had safe sex since it wouldn’t have been us who would have had to face the consequences? I very rarely played the part of the guy in these swaps. Having sex as a girl just felt too good, and I couldn’t comprehend how my girlfriend could give it up. “Good for me” I just thought.

There was however one final thing we wanted to try out. A sort of crowning jewel of this amazing experience. Jessica.

Jessica was a friend of mine who grew up with a very strict Christian education. So much so that she decided to wait until marriage to have sex. What that meant, the possibilities it implied, would have been the final step in the path I took the first time I pointed the device towards me. I had sex plenty of time as a girl by that point, and I got kinda used to it. But with Jessica I had the possibility to experience something incredible. I could have lost my virginity as a girl.

At first we thought that was too much. We were going to steal something too precious from her. But after so much time spent stealing the bodies of our acquaintances we had become much more despicable than what we used to be before stumbling in the device. And I couldn’t possibly miss that opportunity.

So we invited her over to dinner as usual and I swapped bodies with her. This time we hadn’t even invited a fourth person. I would have lost my virginity to myself. That was too kinky of a thought for me to resist.

That night was something out of a dream. I remember the sting I felt as my hymen tore. It hurt and it was much more uncomfortable than what I have grown used to. But the feeling of losing my virginity was too incredible for me to be bothered by the pain. My pussy felt so tight. I jolted like I hadn’t done since the first time I had sex as a girl when I felt my former dick dig its way inside of me. I moaned of both pain and pleasure like I never did before. And when it all ended I felt like something had changed forever in my mind. The thought of ever going back to be a guy now disgusted me. I wanted to feel like that forever. Forever a woman. And even though my girlfriend hadn’t experienced something as transcendent as what I had just been through she felt the same way about going back to being a girl. The time of caution had ended. Soon we would have gone all out with the device. And the world would have started to fear us.