Party by myself

TG Pills have been all the rage recently. All you hear about are parties where everyone pop a pill and change gender. And those parties get wild.

I was unsure at first whether or not I should have tried it out, but eventually temptation got the best of me. I could have just taken it at the club like everyone else, but I was so scared, and the idea of changing in front of everyone was making me feel so uncomfortable. I had to take it at home, just to get the transformation part out of the way. Then I would have got to the club and explained that I had already taken the pill. That turned out be a mistake.

I’m baffled by how young I look as a girl. It kinda makes me feel uncomfortable. And of course I’m not the only one who cannot believe that I’m actually past legal age. Needless to say I couldn’t enter the club. The bouncer just would not let me. Even after I showed him my ID he just laughed it off. He just wouldn’t believe that I was a grown man who was just under the effect of the Pill.

That was a bummer. My plans for the night were destroyed. I couldn’t even get anyone to sell me alcohol. I just look like a teenager. This sucks.

I had no choice but to return to my apartment. But there are other ways to have fun on a Friday night. I was so eager to get to the club that I didn’t even take any time to explore my new petite body. But now I’m taking care of that. Playing with my new pussy feels amazing, and I’m so freaking hot I can’t stop looking at my cute happy face in the mirror. Now I get why those pills are so popular. I bet everyone is fucking on the dance floor right now at the club. But I don’t need anyone to have some fun after all.

Or maybe I do. I’m thinking about texting one of my friends. I still have a couple of hours before the effects run out. I can make someone come over and have some fun with my new body. I hope they will not be put off by my youngish appearance. Partying by myself is fun and all, but you need at least two people to call it a party.

Harder than I thought

It should have been simple. A piece of cake even. I felt so confident when I took up these guys’ challenge. All I had to do was pop up one of those freaky gender swapping pills, and then just not cum for the following 15 minutes.

If I won I would have taken home 3.000 $. Just what I needed to pay my rent and my bills, and even have something to spare. If I failed they would have put the video online, and I would have got ridiculed. It was a bit much to process, but I was confident I would have won easily. How hard could that have been? I had never been able to make a woman reach orgasm after all. I just had to resist for a short amount of time and then I would have collected all the cash I needed.

I prepared myself for the challenge. I beat my meat three times before going to the room were the challenge was supposed to take place. I was completely emptied. Turns out it was useless though. Girls do not need any recovery time after an orgasm.

I can’t even grasp how much I have changed. My long hair, my soft skin, my new boobs. All I can think about is how fucking amazing this feels. I’m trembling and quivering, and I can barely control my breath. I can’t even moan. I was supposed to resist 15 minutes, but I doubt I have even reached the 5 minutes mark. These fuckers sure know how to have a girl melt. I didn’t expect it to feel so incredible.

I lost. I’ve been humiliated. Now the video of me coming and crying of pleasure, completely powerless in this man’s arms will be for everyone to see. Everybody will see me trembling and moaning, completely numbed by the ecstasy. But the worst thing is that nothing of it matters to me now. All I can think about is how marvelous it feels!

How can I go back to being a man after experiencing such amazing pleasure? How can I give up this new sexy body? I just can’t! I will ask them for more of those pills. Maybe I can become a habitué of their streams. Maybe I’ll even make an agreement with them. They will give me the pills and part of the profits, and I will give them the best performer they could wish for. Yeah, that will do. Oh fuck! I think I’m coming again!

First night out

Sequel to my last caption originally requested by reaperbot666

Katy threw herself on the couch as soon as she entered the apartment. She let out a sigh of relief as she got her feet off the ground, finally getting some comfort after having spent the whole night walking in high heels. She imagined they would have felt uncomfortable, but never would she have thought they would have been that painful.

At least now it was all over. All alone in the apartment she started to think about that night, her first true night out as a girl since the TG Virus changed her into a girl. Her sister Sarah was so thrilled at the idea of hanging out together for a night at the club and then let her stay at her place for the night. It was so comforting for Katy to know that she could count on her. Unfortunately all the hype for their girls’ night seemed to disappear as soon as Sarah found a guy to hook up with. Katy hated her so much when she was left alone on the dancefloor. She felt like all the guys in the club had their eyes on her. Sarah didn’t lie when she said that she would not have had to pay a single drink that night, she received so much attention from the boys.

One in particular, Matt, never left her alone and paid her shot after shot until she started to feel dizzy. As a guy she never was a heavy drinker, but with her new petite body she found out that she handled alcohol even worse than before, and in a matter of minutes she was already tipsy. With Sarah constantly encouraging her to play the flirt with Matt, she didn’t ward him off when he started to get close to her on the dance floor, and when he placed his hands on her hips, without thinking she started to grind on him. It felt… good. Only then she realized that Sarah was gone, and when she felt Matt’s erection pressing against her butt and his hands caressing her and reaching up for her breasts, she started to panic. She couldn’t go that far! Sure, she was having fun, but she wasn’t ready for that! Clubbing and acting a little flirty around guys was one thing, but to let one get so close to her… she had to put an end to it! In a moment of lucidity she scrolled him off of her and rushed to the exit and called a taxi to get back to the apartment as soon as possible.

She was now laying on the couch waiting for the dizziness to wear off. Her head was spinning, and she felt so tired. But thinking back to the moment when she was getting intimate with Matt, she started to feel a warm sensation in her belly and then down in her groin. As she kept visualizing him in her head groping her, and caressing her, and fondling her breasts, and as she recalled the feeling of his hard-on pressing so tight against her butt, she felt an unfamiliar sense of… desire. Without even being aware of it she had already reached with her dainty hand under her tight pants and over her panties, and she realized that the thought of a guy grinding on her made her wet. As unsettling as that realization was, it didn’t affect her in the slightest. With no hesitation she slipped her finger under the panties, and she felt her wet cunt. It all came so natural. She started to run her dainty finger up and down her slit, and to draw circles around her clit. In a matter of second she felt that she was completely lubricated, and her finger was now running so smoothly. Teasing her clit sent shivers down her spine, and every sudden and abrupt move made her jolt, and she felt her insides start to burn with anticipation. Unable to hold herself back any longer she finally slipped a finger inside her pussy, and she quivered as it dug its way deeper and deeper, stretching her insides. She let out a moan of pleasure, and her back arched as she started to imagine Matt fucking her with his thick throbbing cock. Her breath got heavier and heavier and she was now frantically running her finger in and out of her pussy with increasing pace as she was about to reach climax. Like an explosion, waves of pleasure washed over her body, and a muffled cry of bliss escaped her mouth. She was experiencing heaven.

Overturned by the slew of new sensations she laid on the couch staring blankly at the ceiling in complete bliss. So that was how it felt for girls. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever experienced. She basked in that newfound pleasure for what felt like hours, when suddenly she heard her phone vibrate. Who could it be at that time of the night? Maybe Sarah was finally checking on her. She picked it up and saw a new text from an unknown number saying “Hey katy! How are ya? You ran away”.

Then she remembered that during her moments of drunkenness she gave Matt her number. She felt so stupid. Why did she do such a thing? She tried to be evasive.

“I’m doing well. I felt sick. You good?”

It didn’t take more than a couple of seconds before getting a response.

“Hey, so I was wondering if you want to bang tonite?”

Wait! Was he booty calling her? She felt outraged. Who the hell did he think he was? But just when she was about to send him an enraged response she thought back to the incredible pleasure she had just experienced, and she couldn’t help but wonder, “What if I was to actually hook up with him?”. After all she had just finished imagining him fucking her, why not try out the real deal? It’s not like she was ever going to change back anyway. Just like Sarah had told earlier that night, she was a girl now, and she had to accept it and embrace it. She didn’t imagine that it would have happened that soon, but was there really anything wrong with that?

“I’m home alone. I’ll wait for you.”

She let out a sigh of relief and started to tremble with anticipation. She couldn’t wait! And she was glad that Sarah wasn’t coming home that night.

Music makes the world go round - Story 2

So many things have changed since that fatal day. I will never forget the moment it happened. I had just got home from another awful day at school. I was so mad at all the popular kids mocking me and my friends and calling us losers and everything. I had to channel that rage, and nothing helped me more than blasting some kick ass metal in my ears. And I did exactly that. I took out my phone, got into the app, and started to listen to some Slayer. I was so pumped up as the song ended and I wanted more, but no amount of loud thrash metal could have ever prepared me for the sound I was about to hear. It was like a million forks scratching on glass at the same time, the most piercing, screeching sound I had ever heard. I thought I was about to go deaf, but thankfully after a few seconds it stopped.

When I opened my eyes I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. I wasn’t in my bedroom anymore. Instead I was sitting in what looked like a metro while listening to some pop music. But it wasn’t only the different location or music, I was completely different as well! When I looked down at myself I saw through the glasses I was now wearing long legs covered in pantyhose, and I was wearing a tight skirt and high heels, and further up, partially obstructing my view, I saw a pair of large breast protruding under the white blouse I was now wearing. I was a woman!

I screamed in utter terror, and with my new womanly voice it must have sounded like something not much different from the sound that had just stopped playing in my ears. The people around me were trying to calm me down. <<What’s the matter Miss?>> <<Calm down lady!>>. Miss? Lady? I’m not a woman!

A few seats away from me I noticed other people freaking out just like I was doing, if not worse. I would soon have learned that just like me many more people all over the world were in my same predicament. Millions more. Everybody who was using Spotify at that moment to be precise.

Only several hours later I finally got into this woman’s apartment, which would have become my new place from that day on. Due to that sound I had swapped bodies with a 29 years old lawyer, and I had been told that I should have lived as her until a way to reverse the process was found. How can I possibly do that? Just a few days ago I was a teenage boy, I can’t go around pretending to be a grown woman, I don’t want to. It was a relief to find out that she was not married and with a family, even though in the following days I got a lot of texts from various men asking me out. I turned down every single one of them of course, there’s no way I can start dating men.

They say that if we keep listening to music it will be easier for us to adapt, that we will be able to completely become the persons whose bodies we are now inhabiting. But that’s not true at all. I keep listening to this lady’s boring music but nothing is really changing. I still know who I used to be and I keep not knowing a single thing about this woman except for what I can infer from her belongings. The only effects I have noticed, beside the fact that I now seem to be unable to enjoy my once beloved heavy metal, are a few changes in my mannerisms. I can now walk in heels with little to no problem, and even make up does not represent an issue anymore, and overall I guess nobody would think just by looking at me that I used to be a teenage boy just a few days ago. But beside that nothing else has changed.

Well, that’s not entirely true actually. As days go by I feel some sort of urgency grow inside of me. A desire. I couldn’t quite put my fingers on it, until I… actually put my fingers on it. Recently, while I listen to music, I’ve started to get more and more aroused. It’s like I can’t control myself, just a few notes and I get impossibly wet. This body is craving for sex! And while I masturbate I surprise myself fantasizing about having sex with men. This is impossible! I’m not gay! Well now that I’m a woman that wouldn’t technically be gay now that I think about it. But I’m not really a woman! I just have the body of one, but I’m still me, right? As time passes I get progressively uncertain about who I am. Not that it matters really. Not while I’m playing with my new toys at least. It’s funny, this kind of music seems to be a lot more appealing to me while I play with myself.

A bit of relief

Matt let out a sigh of relief as he put the saddle in its place. He usually would have had no problem carrying it around, but now that he had that frail and petite body it felt like its weight had doubled compared to what he was used to. That of course was not the only reason why he felt so exhausted. It had been a very long and hard day. He had spent the whole morning and afternoon trying to learn how to ride a horse, struggling to have it obey him all the while doing his best not to raise any suspicion about his true identity.

That was probably the hardest part of all, trying to hide all of his frustration and unease while putting on a convincing act. He hated horses, and they probably hated him even more, but now he had to be around them the whole day while acting all cheerful and feminine. Because his sister Ariel loved horses, and she was an experienced amazon. And now that he was trapped in her body he had to act exactly like her if they didn’t want to be found out.

It had been already three days since the two siblings had accidentally swapped bodies due to a magic medallion, and it would have taken other four days before they would have been able to return to their respective bodies. A whole week stuck as each other, a whole week forced to act like the other despite the fact that they could barely stand each other. And the worst part was that his sister even had an upcoming competition in a few days, which meant that Matt would have had to compete as her.

Thank god the practice proved to be easier than he thought. The horses were clearly affectionate to Ariel and were therefore tame and collaborative, and even though he had ridden a horse only a handful of times before, this time it all came pretty natural to him. Maybe it was some muscular memory of that body, or perhaps some magical effect of the swap. Whatever it was, he was glad he didn’t end up getting unsaddled, and if he kept going like that maybe he would have achieved a passable performance at the competition.

To be honest it was a lot more difficult to deal with all the downsides of now being a girl. It felt so unnatural to having to pee sitting, disturbing even, and having to do his hair and makeup perfectly in the morning was a chore, as it did having to act all girly and polite as the spoiled princess that his sister would have done. But he had to admit he had fun pulling the little sister card to get Ariel in trouble when they had a quarrel that morning, and he enjoyed all the attention his parents would now give him. He always knew that Ariel was the preferred child, and now he was basking in all that affection. It also felt pretty nice to ride that horse without his balls getting constantly squashed with every movement. He also really liked his new breasts. They were pretty modest, definitely not anything to brag about, but they were of course new to him, and although alien, they felt incredibly nice. Every time he put on a bra he couldn’t resist the temptation to massage and squeeze them, and it felt so pleasant.

Thinking about that Matt started to feel a sense of arousal. Incidentally the barn was also the place where he hid his porn magazines from his parents, and as he took one out of its hideout he started to ponder. Sure, he had promised Ariel that he would not have done anything weird while in her body, and at first the mere thought of exploring his sister’s body was unsettling and disturbing to him. But it had already been three days, and he could feel the frustration and stress increase with every hour he kept on that farce. It was not like he wasn’t doing his part. He did everything he had to, he deserved some kind of relief. After all what good would it have been to get to the competition all stressed-out? But most of all he was growing increasingly curious about how it would have felt for a girl. “Fuck it! I deserve this!” he thought, and so he opened the magazine to a random page, unbuttoned his jeans, and reached with his petite hand for his groin.

Looking transfixed at the provocative and sensual women in the pictures, he reached immediately under his panties straight for the clit and started to rub it. He soon found out that that would hurt, but he also started to quiver under that touch, and he could feel his legs already going numb. After a while he started to feel a warm feeling down in his groin, and reaching lower with his finger he felt that he had started to get wet. It was so strange, but it felt also so good. He started to play around, teasing the labia a running up and down with his finger, and as he felt the pleasure starting to build he stuck a finger inside of his pussy. It felt so warm, and the slightest move of his finger would make him jolt. It started to move it around, reaching deeper and deeper. Suddenly a moan of pleasure escaped his mouth, and his back arched as a wave of pleasure ran through his body making him jolt. Finally, with his finger now perfectly lubricated, he reached once again for the clit. His dainty finger was now running over it so smoothly, and it felt amazing to tease it, drawing circles around it and rubbing it at an increasingly faster pace.

He suddenly noticed that he wasn’t looking at the magazine anymore, and as he looked once again at those women he realized that those pictures weren’t doing anything for him. So he threw the magazine in a corner and assumed a more comfortable posture. He then closed his eyes and let his mind wonder. He wasn’t even the slightest bit disturbed as he should have been when he surprised himself picturing men in his mind, with toned muscles, and powerful arms, and delicious cocks. And when he stuck a second finger inside his pussy, he was imagining a big throbbing dick penetrating him, and a gorgeous hunk humping him roughly. A few seconds later he reached climax and let out a muffled cry of pleasure, and as he laid on his back transfixed by that experience he realized that he never felt anything like that as a guy.

He quickly composed himself and put everything in its place before heading to the house where his family was waiting for him. Needless to say, the remaining days leading up to the competition would have been a lot more tolerable from that point on.

Swap Motel - From employee to client

Following encouragement and suggestions from a couple of users, especially from KimKat, I decided to try to turn an idea flashed out in an old caption into perhaps a new series or something like that :)

I don't know how much mileage I will get from this simple idea, but maybe I will have a little more fun with the concept ^-^

They say that life is easy when you’re handsome, and everything is simply given to you. Oh, I wish it was that simple. For all my life I always relied on my looks to get what I wanted, and for the most part I never lacked anything. It sure was nice to score with all the chicks I wanted, and to see people treating me better just because I was attractive. But when it comes to find a job, being good locking can’t really compensate for a lack of education and skills. I thought I would have had it easy and simply become some kind of model or something like that, but apparently it is way harder than I thought, and so in the end in order to make ends meets the best use I could find for my good looks was to become an employee of the Swap Motel.

In a certain sense it was kind of an obvious option. While I have enjoyed being gorgeous my whole life, the world is full of people that are not that lucky, and that simply wish they could be as attractive as I am, even if just for a night. And the Motel gives them that possibility. They pay me pretty well for lending my body to strangers, and all I have to do is just waiting in this room in their bodies for them to be finished. I’m basically getting paid to sit on my ass and do nothing. I guess life really is easy if you are handsome after all.

Sure, I got my body back in questionable conditions one or two time, but the rule is that as long as they are in my body clients of the Motel can do basically everything with it, while I have to return theirs just like as they have left it. So that kind of sucks. But that doesn’t mean that I can’t have my share of fun nonetheless. Like this time for instance. This is pretty interesting. For the most part people who rent my body are old men who wish to be young and strong again, or fatsos who can’t wait to bang some hot chick while having a ride in my amazing body. Never before I’ve been a woman. And not just any woman, but a pretty hot one too. Sure, she’s perhaps a bit on the chubby side, but I know I would have enjoyed having some fun with all this meat. Especially with these humongous tits.

I wonder why she wanted to be a man. Is she a lesbian who was looking for the equipment to have some fun with chicks? Or is she here just for a bit of experimentation? Whatever it is, I’m glad for once I’m helping some pretty girl, instead of some old pervert who wants to relive his youth or something. Especially since I can actually have some fun in a client’s body for once. This is… fascinating. Never before I had considered the possibility of being a girl, but since I’m here I might as well take advantage of the situation and… experiment a bit as well.

Oh god this feels so good. It’s amazing! Fuck, why would this girl give up this gorgeous and sensitive body?! I know that if I could feel this good every time I masturbated that would be basically all I would do for the whole day. I guess some people simply don’t know how lucky they are. I can only hope for her to enjoy her time in my body enough so she will return to use it, therefore lending me her body for more. Otherwise I will have no choice but to come back to the Motel as a client, looking for some gorgeous female body to have some fun into.

Much better

Ffffuck! Yes! Oh this is nice. No, it is amazing! I could do this the whole day. I can’t believe how much my pussy has stretched. I honestly doubted I could take it all in, but now that I’m all wet and dilated it is going in so smoothly, and it feels great!

Oh fuck! Mmmmmhh… Oh, I don’t even care that now that I took this step I’m stuck like this, according to what that girl told me. I know I should still be furious as hell at her for having fucked my life up this badly, but honestly I ain’t even mad. Not only because right now I can barely think straight for how numbed by the pleasure I am, but also because if I get to feel like this every time I have sex I don’t ever want to turn back into a guy anyway.

It is so strange to be using what used to be my manhood to pleasure my new female parts, unsettling even. Except for the plastic material it has turned into, it all feels so familiar, from its shape to even the single veins. And to think that such a shaft used to hang from my groin until just a couple of days ago. I remember how scared shitless I was when I woke up only to find my usual morning wood missing and my dick laying on the floor, turned into a dildo. I thought my heart could have stopped when I saw the pussy that had took its place between my legs. It took me several hours of panicking and weeping for my lost virility before I realized that that could only have been that girl’s doing. The previous night, when I was hitting on her at the bar, not only she did not respond to my avances, but she also looked at me amused and somewhat condescending. That got me so mad that I called her a whore and got away, but before I could do so I heard her saying something about a curse. I shrugged it off thinking she was just some kind of lunatic. I could not have imagined that she actually had magical powers.

For the whole day my body kept changing, with my hair growing long and turning blonde, my skin becoming soft and smooth, and fat amassing on my chest and butt giving me round and plump forms. That night I had to go to the bar dressed in some female clothes I had to borrow, since there was no way I could have gotten out dressed in my oversized male ones. I had become so petite compared to my male self. Thankfully that girl was at the counter waiting amused for me to come to her. Unfortunately she apparently not only didn’t have any intention of changing me back right away, but she said that I would have had to earn my manhood back. If I managed to go a whole month without sex I would have changed back, but if I happened to reach climax as a girl I would have been stuck as one forever.

As crazy as it sounded it seemed like a pretty doable challenge. A month wasn’t that long after all, right? Well, for me it was. I have never gone maybe a week without sex. Girls were just crazy about me as a guy, and thanks to my equipment I could have always been sure that every conquest I made would have happily come back to me for more whenever I wanted. But it wasn’t just the sudden lack of sex I wasn’t used to that was bugging me. I realized that as a girl my sex drive was even stronger. I constantly felt so horny, and my whole body felt so sensitive that I could not even accidentally brush over my new tits without getting aroused. It soon became too hard to focus on anything beside the unsettling sexual fantasies I soon started to have, and worst of all for all that time I had my former manhood laying around as a painful reminder of what I was craving.

In the end I have not even got to the end of the first week. I just had to rub that itch. And I started with rubbing my clit. God that felt good. In a matter of second I was completely damp between my legs, and my dainty fingers were running so smoothly in and outside and over my pussy. But I soon realized that no amount of fingers could have quenched my thirst. Thankfully I had just what I needed right next to me. It was so big. I have always been proud of my manhood that earned me the nickname of “big-dick”. And in my new petite hand it looked even bigger. As I stuck it inside of me, and felt it stretch my insides, I couldn’t help but cry out. I always enjoyed the way I could make a girl scream, but now the cry of pleasure was coming out of my mouth, and it was so strange. So this is what all those girls felt. It is incredible!

I know I should stop right now, before it is too late. Technically I still have not climaxed. I just played around, constantly on the edge of orgasm, but I think according to the rules that witch has set for me I’m still not stuck like this. But how can I just stop and live peacefully through a whole month now that I know how good it feels. I want this! I want to come! All right, enough with the foreplay, it’s time to find out what all those girls felt. Being a well-endowed guy was great, but having a thick cock inside of me is much, much better.

Enjoy the ride

Another caption inspired by a rp chat :) Enjoy

---You know, we have been doing this rp thing for a while now---

---Yes and?---

---Idk, don’t you wish what we write could actually be real?---

---Well of course I do, but that’s impossible---

---And what if I told you that there actually is a way to make that real?---

---What do you mean?---

---Do you really wish to be a girl? Like, really wish it?---

---Of course I do---

---If I told you I can transfer your soul to my body, and make you see what I see, feel what I feel, would you accept to do it, even if you would not be in control of my body at all?---

---Yes!---

---All right then. Hold on to your seatbelt. You’re in for a wild ride---

...

“W… What has happened? Where am I?”

<<Hi there! Wow, this really worked! Frankly I wasn’t sure I could pull this off.>>

“What’s happening? Why can’t I move? And why do I have tits?!”

<<Well, I told you. I performed the spell. Now your soul is inside my body. We are sharing it, even though I’m the only one in control. This is your body now. These are our tits. Tell me, how do they feel?>>

“This is freaky! I want to get out of here!”

<<What, already? But I’m not even getting started here! I thought you would have enjoyed my body. Weren’t you the one who revealed me that you have always wished you were a girl since you were a child? Well, now you are!>>

“This is… too strange!”

<<You’re going to love this, I promise. Look, I have even put on some lesbian porn to get you in the right mood. You like that kind of stuff, right? I’m not that much into it, but I’m sure I can easily get off nonetheless.>>

“Stop this! I want to get… Ouch!”

<<Sorry, but you are so annoying with your whining. You left me no choice but to pinch my nipple. I bet male ones are not that sensitive, are they? You should be so thrilled right now. It’s not every day you get to masturbate as a girl. You know, all this fondling my tits while watching porn is getting me kind of wet already. Can you feel it?>>

“…Yes.”

<<Tell me how it feels.>>

“It’s… it’s like I’m getting hard, but I’m not getting hard.”

<<Well, of course you’re not. You don’t have a dick anymore! Only a wet little pussy. Why don’t we get down there now, and find out how that feels?>>

“What… what are you doing?”

<<I’m rubbing our labia. Girls take a bit more to get all warm and ready. It would burn and feel unpleasant if I went straight for the clit. But don’t worry, it won’t take long. In fact, I think our dainty finger is already running much more smoothly. Maybe we can start to tease our little button now.>>

“Ooh… Ooooh!”

<<Amazing isn’t it? *Anf!* I’m quite used to this now, but I can imagine how incredible it would be to feel like this for the first time.>>

“What has been of my body?”

<<I don’t know. It should be at your place where you left it, maybe in a coma or something. Quit thinking about unimportant stuff! You know, I could always stop doing this and just get back to my routine.>>

“Whatever. I already got what I wanted kinda, and I’m way too freaked out to enjoy this. So now get me back to my body.”

<<What do you mean? Oh! You really thought that… Oh honey, I’m so sorry! I thought you had realized that by this point.>>

“What do you mean? Realized what?”

<<You can’t go back to your body. This spell is permanent.>>

“What? You’re kidding! It can’t be!”

<<I’m afraid it’s the truth. You’re stuck here with me now. Forever doomed to be nothing but a passenger, a light in the back of my eyes.>>

“You witch! You’re gonna pay for this!”

<<You’re getting annoying again now. I wonder if you would shut up if I stuck a finger inside. Let’s find out>>

“Oh! Ffffffuck!”

<<*Anf!* Mmmmm… feels good doesn’t it? I know you are bummed for having lost your body, but I swear I’m going to make sure you won’t regret this!>>

“Oh god! Oh my god!”

<<Yes! Yes! Oh fuck it’s so good! You know, a finger is good and all, but I can assure you that it does not compare at all to a dick. Yes… aren’t you curious to find out how that feels too? Aren’t you eager? A big, thick, hard cock, penetrating us, stretching our insides, and pounding our pussy until we scream! Would you like that!>>

“Yes! YES!"

<<All right them. I’m sorry to interrupt this, but we have business to do now. We have to get ourselves all pretty and attractive. We have to look our best if we want to find an attractive hunk to rock our night and fuck our brains out. You’re going to love sharing this body with me. I’m sure we will do great!>>

“Yes! Yes we will!"

Special thanks to Nhat for the inspiration ^-^