Three
Way Trade
Damian
and his best friend Sarah were super into the occult, so when they
found a spell that would allow them to transform into someone else
using their clothes they knew they had to try it out with each other.
Damian had brought a swimsuit over to swim in the family pool if the
spell didn't work, and decided he'd just give that to Sarah instead
of stripping.
"You
can go use my swimsuit in hanging in the bathroom. Don't want you
stretching out any of my clothes." Sarah was smaller than
Damien, so it made sense.
"All
right, I'll come back to 'my' room after I'm done changing"
Damien joked and Sarah grinned at him.
"Don't
want to leave a boy alone in your room?" They both laughed, sure
they would have a ton of fun with the swap. Damien headed to the
bathroom and grabbed the only swimsuit there. He undressed and
slipped into the swimsuit. It was way too big on him, which was
strange. But Sarah said she had hung hers up yesterday so he figured
it must just be super stretched out which is why she was letting him
use it. He spoke the words and felt his body tingle.
Damian
realized something was wrong when he started growing rather than
shrink. He was pretty short for his age, as most of his family got
their growth spurt pretty late into puberty, but here he was growing
nearly a half foot taller as his spine changed shape and lengthened
along with his legs. Damian watched in fascination as his skin became
soft and smooth and the body hair he was so proud of disappeared. He
held the sink to stop from tumbling over when his hips dramatically
widened, slowly finding himself pushed away as his arms lengthened.
He felt his feet change shape to support his shifting form and
immediately felt much more comfortable balancing. His hands grew from
his usual stubby and rough hands into a delicate and well maintained
pair. Hair cascaded down his back as it darkened to a lustrous black.
He pulled one of the hair ties off of the sink and pulled his new
hair into a ponytail in an imitation of what he'd seen Sarah do
hundreds of times and was shocked as his head and face transformed.
It is a shocking experience to watch your face become someone else's,
doubly so if it's not the person you expected. Bones shifted around
to leave Damian with the mature and incredibly gorgeous face of
Sarah's mother, Allison Wright. Mrs. Wright was truly blessed,
looking eternally 25 no matter her age. The swimsuit still hung
loosely on his form and now that Damien knew who he was turning into
he knew what was coming next. Mrs. Wright kept in shape by spending
lots of time swimming at the Wright's indoor pool and now Damien was
getting the fruits of her labor. Muscles formed and left him with a
toned body that was that was just enough to make him feel powerful
and energized while not quite becoming amazonian. He flexed his
powerful thighs, rather pleased with the changes, and was so
distracted he almost didn't notice his cock slip inside of him.
Damian felt all of his insides rearrange as soon he was left all
woman. Before he could lament its loss fat started forming quickly
pulling the swimsuit taught as he gained Mrs. Wright's world class
ass and monumental breasts. Damien stared at himself in the mirror,
transformation completed. "Sarah is going to kill me..." he
said softly in Mrs. Wright's sweet tones. Damian left the bathroom to
find Sarah.
He
knocked on her bedroom door, "Sarah, I'm coming in." He
heard muffled cursing from the other side and barged in. Sarah was
standing there in his body, swimsuit around her knees, cock in hand.
"Uh
mom, I mean Mrs. Wright I can explain..." Sarah was beat red and
tried to cover up as best she could.
"Sarah,
it's me." Sarah looked her over and noticed the swimsuit Damian
was wearing.
"...Damian?"
he nodded. "Why are you my mom?"
"It
was the only bathing suit hanging in the bathroom..." Sarah
groaned as she realized what happened. Before they could continue
they heard Sarah's voice shout from downstairs,
"Sarah!
Damian! What the fuck is going on?" They headed downstairs to
find Sarah's body standing in the entryway, struggling to move in her
over sized clothes.
"Mrs.
Wright?" Sarah's body nodded, eyes wide with fear. The two
brought everyone into Sarah's room to figure things out.
"So
let me get this straight, you two found a magic spell and wanted to
swap with each other, me getting involved was an accident." The
duo nodded as Mrs. Wright paced back and forth. She had changed into
some of Sarah's clothes while they remained in their swimsuits. Mrs.
Wright had apparently parked in the drive way when she first started
to turn into Damian, and then changed completely into her daughter.
They concluded the spell actually swapped two people, rather than
just transforming them. "And we're stuck this way for 2 weeks
until our bodies stabilize." Sarah nodded, holding the spell
they'd printed out.
“Yeah,
otherwise it won’t work.”
"Great,
I think I can manage being my 14 year old daughter for 2 weeks. And
I'll be around to help Damian pretend to be me. Sarah, you think
you'll be ok in Damian's body?"
“It’ll
be a breeze, I’ve been hanging out with him every day since we were
4.” Damian and Sarah had been confident enough to swap with each
other, so it was no surprise.
"Ok,
I think we should call each other by our body's name so we can get
used to it. So Damian, why don't you go to the bathroom and get
dressed? Mom, follow me and I'll show you how to get dressed."
Sarah gave them a thumbs up and moved to the bathroom and Damien
followed behind Mrs. Wright to her bedroom. She
gave Damien a tour of her room, showing him
where everything was and
quizzed him several times.
She had Damien pick out underwear for himself
and after a very brief rundown in woman’s fashion had him pick out
a simple outfit. He settled
on a halter top and a knee length skirt. Mrs. Wright looked surprised
at his choice,
“They
both match and look good together so you pass. But I’m surprised
you picked something so feminine.” Damien shrugged.
“I
was planning on being a girl for 2 weeks anyways, so might as well
take advantage of it and get the full experience.” Mrs. Wright gave
him a smile he couldn’t decipher.
“Well,
strip and I’ll show you how to put everything on.” Damian nodded.
“Do
you want me to close my eyes or
something?” Mrs. Wright
laughed.
“Please,
how will you get dressed if you don’t look? You’ll
need to get dressed every day and
I can’t be here to hold your hand every
time. Greg will get
suspicious.” Damian nodded
at her wisdom and stripped out of the tight swimsuit. As
she ushered Damian over to the mirror to practice getting dressed,
Damian got a full look at Mrs. Wright’s body in all its naked
glory.
“Wow,
this body is stunning...” he trailed off. Mrs. Wright giggled
behind him.
“I’m
flattered, but
let’s focus on
getting
you dressed mom.”
Damian
blushed as he tried to ignore his naked body to the best of his
ability as he listened to Mrs. Wright’s instructions. She
had Damian practice putting on and taking off his bra until he could
do it passably without help. “My boobs are big, so you’re going
to need to be wearing a bra at all times to support them. I don’t
want a sore back when we swap back.” Damian nodded and finally had
her approval and finished dressing. Sarah joined them as Mrs. Wright
moved him to the bathroom and gave him a quick tutorial on make up.
Sarah
offered a few tips here and there but mostly watched him practice in
silence.
The body was used to the movements, even if the brain wasn’t, so
Damian was able to reach a proficiency that Mrs. Wright was happy
with in an hour rather than the years of experience one usually
needed.
Both
her and Sarah grumbled about him picking it up so quickly was unfair,
but Damian figured he needed all the help he could get and thanked
the universe.
Late in the afternoon Sarah headed back to Damian’s house on his
bike and left him alone with Mrs. Wright. “The boys are having a
sleep over with one of their friends and Greg will be out of town
until tomorrow,” she winked at Damian, “so we can have a girl’s
night.” Damian smiled, a little excited about the idea. Though he
wouldn’t admit it, he’d been having a little bit of fun in his
new body. Plus
he really like spending time with Mrs. Wright. She taught him how to
cook, something
he’d never really tried before, and he found himself enjoying it.
He made a few mistakes, but the dishes turned out pretty decent.
When it was finally time for bed Mrs. Wright marched Damian upstairs
and ran him through his new night time routine for the next two
weeks.
“Jeez,
do you normally do this much M...Sarah? I normally just brush my
teeth.” Mrs. Wright chuckled.
“You
may have been able to get away with that while you were a boy, but in
order to keep that body in tip top shape it requires a lot of work.”
She then explained to him how to use the restroom in her body, to
which Damian found immensely embarrassing,
but learned it
was a
matter of safety for girls. “All
right, now let’s teach you how to wash that body of yours. Strip.”
Damian spent the next 45 minutes learning how to clean and care for
his temporary body and hair. Any excitement at seeing
Sarah’s
body almost naked or
touching the body of one of the sexiest women on the planet was muted
by the sheer
amount of memorization
for
caring
for it and what products to use.
“M...Sarah,
is all this really necessary. I’m only this way for two weeks...”
he stopped when he saw her expression.
“You
wanted the full experience, mom. So I’m going to make sure
you get the full Allison Wright experience.” Damian could see the
mischief in her eyes now and groaned inwardly as he realized he
brought it on himself. Damien was sure there was a bit of revenge for
stealing her body so suddenly but there was something else there too,
he just wasn’t sure what yet. Finally he passed her demanding
course and Mrs. Wright gave him a nod. “Good job, I’ll see you
tomorrow mom,” she said as she left for Sarah’s room.
Damien was finally alone in his new body but he was too tired to take
advantage of it. He crawled into bed and soon fell asleep.
Damian
woke up much earlier than he was used to. Yet despite this he felt
refreshed and energized. He glanced over at the clock, “5:47? I’m
never up this early.” Upon hearing his voice memories of the
previous day came crashing back to him. “Woah, I’m still Mrs.
Wright.” He gave his boobs a tentative poke and sighed, “sure I’m
up, but what does she even do this early?” He glanced over to Mrs.
Wright’s phone. They’d all swapped phones around and given each
other the passwords. He wasn’t fully comfortable with it, but Sarah
pointed out his mom would probably flip out if she saw ‘Damian’
with Sarah’s phone. On the screen was a reminder for which strokes
to use in the pool. Damian shrugged, “not like there is anything
else to do.” He got up and ran through the stretches he’d
memorized and changed into one Mrs. Wright’s swimsuits. He stopped
by Sarah’s room on the way to the pool and heard Mrs. Wright
snoring away. He chuckled to himself, “I guess I should let her
enjoy the perks of her new body.” Sarah was a chronic over sleeper
and loved sleeping more than anyone else Damian knew. He walked
through the large house to arrive at the indoor pool, grabbing a
towel from the wrack and picking up Mrs. Wright’s swim cap and
goggles. Fully suited up, Damian dove into the swimming lane
installed in the side of the pool. As he came up the first thing he
noticed was the easing of the weight on his chest. He hadn’t really
been paying much attention since his entire body was sending him
weird signals, but his boobs were heavy. “No wonder Mrs. Wright
likes swimming so much.” He started off leisurely, getting a feel
for the rhythm of swimming in his new body. As his muscles warmed up
and came online Damian enjoyed the feeling of his powerful legs and
back propelling him through the water. He began to speed up and push
himself. This feels awesome! I’ve never had an easy time
exercising so I just avoided it. Now I can
really understand why people do it! Damian admired the
athletic perfection of his new body. After twenty minutes he finally
finished with the exercises Mrs. Wright had listed. Damian pulled
himself out of the pool feeling absolutely incredible. He felt more
alive and comfortable in his temporary body then he ever had in his
original body. There was a confidence in himself and his body that he
had never had as an awkward teenage boy. “I might have to pick up
swimming when I swap back.” Damian grinned to himself as he dried
off his curves, “or convince Mrs. Wright to let me borrow her body
again. It feels amazing in here.” Then something occurred to
Damian: he’d been calling her Mrs. Wright out of habit, but if he
was in her body and living her life for the next two weeks he figured
he had the right to call her by her first name. “Yeah, I can’t go
around calling myself “Mrs. Wright,” people will think I’m
crazy.” He put on his best impression, “Hi, I’m Allison
Wright!” He broke down laughing to himself after a few moments,
“Gosh I sound ridiculous.” But there was a part of Damian that
wondered what it would be like to actually be her. I mean if just
having her body feels this good, how great must living her life feel?
He shook his head at the erroneous thought.
He
made his way back to his room to take a quick shower and get ready
for the day. He stopped by Sarah’s room to hear Allison still
snoring. It pleased Damian that his hard work payed of as it didn’t
take nearly as much time as yesterday to shower and dress. Damian
even did his make up. He didn’t do any of the more complicated
steps, choosing instead to try and get the basics as perfect as
possible. He had to break down and use a tutorial on his phone for
the eyeliner, but it looked pretty good when he was done. “Wow, I’m
hot,” Damian was unable to take his eyes off of himself for a few
minutes. He had been feeling confident and comfortable in his new
body, but seeing himself in the mirror like this added a new feeling:
sexy. There was something appealing to being undeniably gorgeous. It
was empowering. If he was asked just yesterday if he’d want to be
in the body of his friend’s mom he would’ve said absolutely not,
“but now that I’m in here it’s not so bad. In fact, I kind of
like it.” He gave himself a smile before heading down to make
breakfast. He pulled up one of the bookmarked recipes on his phone
and got to work. He heard Allison starting to move around upstairs so
quickly got to work on enough for a second portion.
Damian
was humming happily to himself when Allison arrived downstairs. “Why
don’t you grab a spot at the table sweetheart, I made
breakfast!” Allison scrutinized him while she made herself a cup of
tea.
“You
look good. Looks like you remembered everything. And it seems like
you’re in a good mood too.” With that last one she gave him a
more suspicious look.
“Thanks!
I actually had to look up a tutorial for some of the make up,”
Damian admitted and Allison nodded. “As to why I’m in a good
mood, I tried swimming this morning. I was never into exercising much
but since I was up so early I figured I’d try it out. And I gotta
say it feels good.”
“Working
out did have that effect on me. I’m glad you gave it a try,
otherwise I would’ve had to force you.” Damian glanced over at
her and she gave him a smile that made him unsure whether she was
joking or not.
“So
how was sleeping in?” Damian tried to change gears to a less
dangerous direction.
“Oh
my god, it was amazing. I have no idea how I was able to put up with
waking up early all these years,” she exclaimed and took a sip of
her tea. Her face scrunched up, “what the hell, this is
disgusting!” Damian motioned to her.
“Here,
let me try.” Allison handed him the cup of tea with one eyebrow
raised. He took a sip and as the warm liquid flowed into his mouth he
felt his entire body relax and let out a sigh. “That IS good,” he
glanced at Allison who looked shocked, “different bodies different
taste buds. So I’ll like all the things you do and you’ll like
the things Sarah does.” She nodded slowly. Damian sipped on the tea
as they ate breakfast together.
“Wow
this is actually really good.” Damian felt a glow of pride at the
compliment. It was his first time cooking by himself and he had a lot
of fun with it.
“Thanks!
So, what’s on the slate for today?” Allison continued to stab the
omelet with her fork.
“Driving.”
Damian’s face lit up. His parents had been teaching him to drive
but it was mostly getting used to the car and some parking lot
practice. Allison saw the look on his face, “calm down. You’re
going to need to be me for two weeks. That means driving your
kids around and running errands. So you’ll have to get used to it.”
Damian nodded but was still excited. They spent the rest of the
morning practicing and Allison made several remarks of surprise at
how quickly Damian improved. Damian had learned from swimming that if
he gave his body the signal then let it do what it wanted, it would
guide him. From there he could just feel the movements and slowly
make them his own. It’s like a cheat code for learning. This is
SO much easier than trying to do everything from scratch. Finally
he got a passing grade and dropped Allison back at home. She gave him
directions to go pick up her two sons. “Now remember Beth will
probably invite you in for some tea and want to chat.”
“Are
you sure you can’t come with me?” Damian was extremely nervous
pretending to be Allison in front of someone else.
“Nope,
Damian is coming over to hang out. I’m going to take full advantage
of being a kid again.” Her look softened, “you’ll be fine.
You’ve been kicking ass as me so far, all you have to do is be an
active listener. So nod your head and react to her stories. You don’t
have to worry about your own. And you know Luke and Jerry enough to
fool them.” Damian nodded, still not completely sure but feeling
much better than before. Allison handed him her purse and sent Damian
off with a wave.
Damian’s
drive was rather uneventful but he enjoyed being allowed to drive
solo. He pulled into the Baker’s driveway and made sure to remember
his purse. He took several deep breaths before knocking on the door.
Beth answered and the two smiled at each other,
“Hey
Allison, want to come in for some tea?” Damian knew he could
probably turn her down if he really wanted too, but he knew Allison
would be disappointed. Besides, a part of him was curious what “mom
talk” involved. He nodded,
“Sure,
I’d love too.” Damian followed Beth inside and heard the sounds
of the boys playing downstairs. They sat down and Damian put
Allison’s advice to use, following along with Beth’s
conversation. To his surprise as it continued onward he found himself
being drawn into the conversation. He began sharing bits of his own
that he had learned from Allison during their chats or knew from his
extensive time in the Wright house with Sarah. He learned more in 30
minutes about Beth’s life and family than he did in days talking
with any of his own friends. Even more of a shock was he was actually
enjoying himself. I thought all mom talk was super boring, but
this is kind of fun. Now I know why my mom spends so much time
chatting. Of course, being the mom is probably a huge part of it.
Finally he looked at the time and knew he’d have to leave if he
wanted to get dinner ready,
“Well
I had a great time Beth, but I need to head back if I want to be
ready for tonight.” Beth nodded her head.
“I
understand completely. We’ll have to do this again some time!”
Damian gave her a warm smile.
“I’d
love too,” he responded. He even meant it. He stood up and called
down the stairs, “Boys! It’s time to go.” He heard some
grumbling before the two boys pounded up the stairs. Luke and Jerry
were Sarah’s younger brothers so Damian had naturally spent a
decent amount of time with them. They were 8 and 9 respectively but
looked so similar and we so close most people mistook them for twins.
Usually Damian thought they were a menace, as they loved tearing
through the house and ruining whatever he and Sarah were doing. Well
usually they just tried to get involved, finding what he and Sarah
were doing interesting. It just had the unfortunate side effect of
ruining it. “So, did you boys behave?” Damian gave them a stern
look.
“Yes
mom,” the two boys did their best to keep a serious look on their
face.
“Good.
Did you boys have fun?” They grinned.
“Yes
mom.” Damian pulled them in for a hug. Seeing them so well behaved
made Damian reconsider his harsh opinion on the boys. Maybe they
aren’t so bad after all.
“Alright,
let’s get home for dinner. Thanks again for having them Beth.”
“Oh,
it was no trouble.” Damian ushered them out the door and into the
car. He listened as they regaled him with the accounts of their
adventures on the way home and thought to himself Ok, they’re
cute when they act like this. Why can’t they be like this all the
time? Damian knew the answer. They were only like this because he
was currently their mom. But if they were going to behave for him
then he was going to take full advantage and enjoy it. When Damian
parked the car the two kids shot out and ran into the house. He
smiled and walked into the house after them, his opinion on the two
children completely changed, though he didn’t know it yet. Damian
shifted gears and started on dinner, finding himself much more
confident in his cooking skills this time around. He still followed a
recipe however, not quite ready to try cooking everything from
scratch. His phone started chimed with a text from Greg, “Hey hun,
be home soon. Love you!” Huh, so that’s Mr. Wright’s name.
Better make sure I don’t screw up and call him Mr. Wright.
That might get awkward. He typed back a non-committal “see you
soon!” and started setting the table for dinner. He heard Greg
enter and he called everyone to the main floor,
“Kids,
dinner!” He met Greg by the front door who immediately dropped his
bags and gave Damian a warm smile. Damian had been pretending to be
Allison now for a day and had successfully fooled Beth, so he was
feeling a rather foolhardy confidence in his act by now.
“Hey
honey I missed you...” Damian was cut off and let out a squeak as
Greg grabbed his rear and pulled him into a deep kiss. Damian froze
up and opened his mouth in surprise which Greg took as an invitation
to slip his tongue into Damian’s mouth. I can’t believe my
first kiss is with a man Damian wanted to faint. He wanted to
protest, but his body betrayed him. Greg Wright was a very handsome
man. Damian had often been envious of his chiseled good looks,
perfect hair, and his tall and muscular body. This admiration had
become something else entirely. His new body had entirely different
hormones sending very different signals to his brain. If I just
close my eyes and pretend it’s a girl...Damian’s male ego
quickly threw out a weak justification for continuing. However his
massive breasts pressing into Greg’s solid chest or the hands
sinking into Damian’s pillowed rear made it quite clear that Damian
was a woman kissing a man. The truth was it felt fantastic and he
simply didn’t want to stop. Damian’s arms unconsciously slipped
around Greg’s neck and he pressed his soft body into Greg’s hard
one as he started returning the kisses with equal passion, deciding
to revel in his womanhood for the time being. They continued until
Damian heard Luke and Jerry scamper down the staircase yelling,
“Dad!”
They broke apart and Greg let out a soft chuckle.
“We’ll
have to continue this later. I love you so much.” Damian slipped
out of Greg’s grasp, his face flushed red. Damian felt a little
embarrassed giving into his body so easily, but couldn’t quite
manage to bring himself to be ashamed of his actions. Allison’s
body simply felt too good for regret.
“I
love you too,” Damian managed to squeeze out. “Dinner is ready,
so why don’t you sit with the boys while I grab Damian and Sarah.”
Greg nodded and then scooped the two boys into a hug. Damian heard
them chatting as he walked away, but his mind was elsewhere. Oh my
god, I’m glad that Sarah and Allison didn’t see that. I don’t
know how I’d explain it. He paused to lean on a wall. Damian
emotions were a mess. He had just had a passionate make out session
with a man. Not only that but he had enjoyed it. Sure he had gotten
swept up in the moment and given into his body, but even now that he
had “cooled off” a part of him wanted to do it again. Damian
calmed the turmoil inside himself down and knocked on Sarah’s door,
“Dinner, come on down.” Damian heard a bunch of shuffling and
soft curses followed by a strained,
“Ok
mom, we’ll be right there.” Damian was a little curious, but he
was still focused on the kiss so he shook it off and joined his
family for dinner. One advantage to Damian and Sarah living at each
other’s houses a lot of the time was they were very familiar with
each other’s family. In fact the Wrights were practically a second
family to Damian. He chatted away happily with them until Allison and
Sarah made their way down about 10 minutes later, their faces flushed
and unable to maintain eye contact with each other or anyone else.
Damian was suspicious something was up and caught Greg’s eye. He
raised his eyebrow and Damian could do nothing but shrug his
shoulders. After dinner Sarah left in his body and Allison retreated
to Sarah’s room while the boys headed downstairs to play for a bit
before bed. Greg headed upstairs to unpack so Damian was left to
clean up alone. He was glad to finally get some time for himself but
that also meant Damian now had time to ruminate. He still wasn’t
sure how to feel about kissing Greg. He had enjoyed it and was
properly pretending to be Allison. However he wasn’t actually
her and kissing someone else’s husband was a little messed up. Not
to mention he was a guy who up until now had been firmly attracted to
girls. Damian hadn’t even realized he was no longer objecting to
the kiss at all, only the circumstances surrounding it. He shook his
head, “I can think about this later. I just need to make it through
two weeks.” Damian finished cleaning up and was kind of at a loss
for what to do. “What does Allison even do in her free time.” He
headed up to ask her, figuring he could also see what was up with her
behavior tonight at the same time. He gently knocked on her door,
“Hey
Sarah, can I come in?”
“Sure
mom.” Weird, she doesn’t sounds like she’s teasing me
anymore. Damian walked in to see Allison tapping away on Sarah’s
phone just like Sarah always did, not really paying attention.
“So,
what do you usually do for fun? I don’t really know what to do...”
Allison was absorbed in her phone, “Will you pay attention to me
when I’m talking to you?” Damian snapped at her. It felt pretty
bad to be ignored like this and he understood why Allison always did
it when the real Sarah wasn’t paying attention.
“God
mom, I’m totes paying attention...” Allison blushed furiously
when she realized what she’d said and put her phone down. “Oh my
gosh, I’m so sorry. I was always so frustrated by that and here I
am doing it to you.” Damian nodded and sat down next to her. “Guess
the Sarah part of me is effecting me more than I thought.” That was
strange. While Damian had been enjoying his body he had never felt
there was any Allison unduly influencing him. Ok, maybe with Greg
a little bit he was forced to concede. “So what’s up mom?”
“Like
I was asking, what do you do in your free time?” Allison tapped her
chin in thought.
“Well
usually mom...I mean Allison, so you” she grinned at Damian,
“usually read books, chat with friends, hang out with Greg, or
spend some quality time with him. Oh you have a book club this
Thursday so you should probably get started on One Greek Week
I just bought.”
“Wait,
what’s the difference between hanging out and quality time?”
Damian asked in confusion. Allison coughed,
“Uh,
well, hanging out is self explanatory. But Greg and I are pretty
amorous. Like really amorous.” Damian’s face flushed.
“Oh.
Oh.” He sat there for a few moments before Allison put a
hand on his shoulder.
“Look,
you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Are you seriously
implying I can if I want to? How can you be ok with someone sleeping
with your husband? Damian wanted to shriek out but was unable to
verbalize his complaints. A part of him was scared at the answer he
might receive, and another part was even more scared at his own
answer to the prospect. With how much he’d been enjoying Allison’s
body so far, he had a feeling that the more time he spent in here the
less opposed he’d be to the idea. No, for his sanity it was better
to just ignore it. The two sat there in an uncomfortable silence.
Allison coughed again, “so how was hanging out with Beth?” Damian
smiled, grateful to Allison for the change in direction.
“Oh,
it was really fun! I thought it would be boring but it was
surprisingly engaging.” Allison smiled as he recounted the
conversation. “So, how was hanging out with ‘Damian?’ I bet it
was fun to see another side to Sarah you don’t usually get as a
mom.” It was Allison’s turn to turn crimson.
“Yeah,
uh, it was fine I guess.” Damian prodded several more times but she
refused to budge. “Look mom, you need to go pack lunches for us
tomorrow so go do that instead of bothering me!” She was clearly
embarrassed and trying to change the subject, but Damian was
nevertheless forced to listen to everyone’s usual so he didn’t
make any mistakes. Just when I thought I’d get some time for
myself there is something else to do. No wonder Allison didn’t seem
furious taking a break.
It
took Damian a surprising amount of time to simply pack lunches for
everyone. But he realized with practice he’d probably knock it down
to a sub-10 minute task. When he was done he was so exhausted from
his long day that he just plopped down in front of the TV to watch
something dumb to turn his mind off. The Wright’s TV was huge and
Damian was excited he would get to enjoy it during his stint as
Allison. Greg came down and joined him on the couch, opting to sit
next to him and wrapped an arm around Damian. Damian was tense at
first but found the cuddling actually really helped him relax after a
long day. He eventually gave up any resistance and rested his head on
Greg’s shoulder and didn’t even complain when Greg slipped
Damian’s hand into his. I don’t know what I was so worried
about, it’s just cuddling and it feels nice. There was
something pleasant about having Greg’s strong arm wrapped around
his slim shoulders and it gave Damian a warm feeling to feel his
slender hand in Greg’s big one. They were talking about Greg’s
trip when Allison came downstairs for something,
“Hey
mom, have you seen my phone charger?” Damian turned to look at her.
“I
think I saw it in the den earlier,” Damian recalled that’s
usually where Sarah left it. A grin formed on Allison’s face when
she saw him snuggled in Greg’s embrace and holding his hand. He
blushed but didn’t bother squirming away or releasing Greg’s
hand. It’s comfortable. When Damian just shrugged a
shoulder, Allison shook her head and gave him a wink and left them to
continue while she grabbed Sarah’s charger. A while later Greg let
out a yawn,
“Hey
hun, I need a shower tonight. Do you mind getting to boys to bed?”
“Not
at all,” Damian moved to get up but Greg pulled him into a kiss.
“Thanks,
I love you.” Damian gave him a soft smile,
“I
love you too.” It wasn’t a complete lie. The man was
always open to give Damian advice and was like a second father to
him. Besides it wouldn’t help Allison’s relationship if she
suddenly stopped telling her husband she loved him for two weeks.
Damian gave Greg a quick kiss on the cheek to avoid anything more and
walked off to get the boys ready for bed and school the next day.
Luckily Greg was in the shower so he didn’t have to worry about
stripping down in front of him. Hearing the shower still going he
decided to risk a quick peek at his body. “She really is gorgeous.
I never said anything because she was always my best friends mom, but
damn.” Just as his hands started drifting towards his chest the
water turned off and Damian started jumping into his Pj's. Greg
walked out of the bathroom completely naked, catching Damian almost
completely naked and completely off guard. Damian’s eyes roamed
Greg’s muscled form, stopping on his cock. Oh my god, he’s
huge. And he’s still not even hard. He couldn’t help but
stare and when Greg caught him
looking he let out a chuckle.
“Sorry
babe, I’m way too tired tonight.” Damian
blushed as he realized he had been caught.
“Oh,
uh, it’s ok,” he said walking to the bathroom, “I better go
clean off my make up.” Greg’s face had a complicated expression.
“I’m
sorry Allison, I’ll make it up to you this weekend. Promise.”
Damian gave him a weak
smile and slipped into the bathroom. Holy
shit, I can’t believe I just stared at a guy’s dick. He
sped through Allison’s bedtime routine in
an attempt to distract himself from his body’s reaction to it
and joined Greg in bed. Damian
was just glad that he was
already dozing. When
Damian slipped into the bed next to Greg he pulled Damian in
to snuggle together. Damian didn’t have the strength to pull away
so he just accepted the
comforting embrace and
fell asleep in Greg’s arms.
The
next morning Damian slipped out of bed to begin with his daily
swimming routine into a shower. He made breakfast for the family and
dropped the boys off at school. It was early
afternoon when he finally had the house to himself. Remembering that
he had to attend Allison’s book club, Damian figured he’d work
his way through the book. It was a romance about a woman who fell in
love with a man on vacation. Damian normally wasn’t hugely into
romance as a genre, but this book was really well written. The way
she knew that the relationship would end when the vacation ended and
would have to go back to reality appealed to something inside of him
and he really resonated with the story. One of the scenes got a
little steamy and Damian found his body heating up. One hand drifted
down to the folds hidden away in his underwear, and he slowly started
rubbing. He wasn’t quite sure what he was doing so it was a clumsy
affair, but Damian nevertheless was enjoying himself. He moaned
softly as he read through the vague artistic descriptions of the
character’s love making and found himself inserting himself into
the scene. He didn’t realize he’d imagined himself in the woman’s
position until he started thinking of Greg
replacing the male love interest, standing over Damian’s soft
curves completely naked and erect.
His blood ran cold and he was immediately knocked out of his earlier
fervor, “What the hell was I just thinking? And was I really
fantasizing over another man’s penis?” He shook his head, “no
way am I going to masturbate to that.” He got up and took a cold
shower to knock himself out of it. Luckily Greg wasn’t pushy for
any action that night.
Over
the next week
Damian found himself getting really immersed in Allison’s life.
He’d had a blast with
his book club and really liked talking to the other women in it,
truly seeing himself as an equal rather
than a mere pretender. He
spoke with Allison’s friends like it was the norm and took care of
his temporary family. He had been enjoying it, hell, excelling at it
as nobody had noticed the
change. He
didn’t want to admit it at first, but
he really enjoyed being a
stay at home mom. Normally
Damian just lounged around as a teenage boy and he
liked the new
responsibilities
and having people depend on him. And though they were a headache at
times, he genuinely cared for his new family. The main reason Damian
was enjoying himself, however, was due to his new body. Allison’s
body was perfection. Damian loved how athletic and flexible he now
was, feeling more alive in this body than he ever had in his old one.
He also greatly enjoyed how stunningly beautiful he was. It made him
feel powerful in a way that completely alien to him: being so desired
that most people would bend over backwards for him. Everyone
was so much nicer to him in general it was shocking. His
body was also incredibly sexy, something he had yet to take advantage
of. Whenever he tried pleasuring himself in his new body he found his
thoughts drifting in a direction he wasn’t quite sure he was ready
to explore. All of this
was leaving him with a crisis of identity. He’d gotten so used to
being called “Allison” or “mom,” that combined with just
how different and just how
much better his body felt,
he wasn’t
sure who he was anymore.
He really liked being
Allison but in the depths of his heart he knew he wasn’t truly her.
It wasn’t helped by that
over the past week Allison had started acting so much like Sarah that
Damian honestly forgot she wasn’t most
of the time. They had been
hanging out a lot as she
had been more than willing to help him adjust and they’d grown
closer than ever. Damian was thrilled to be getting closer with Sarah
and know her on a much
more personal level than before, but the
dynamic felt
more like he was a mother getting to know his daughter better than as
a friend. Not that that
was necessarily a bad thing per se; Damian rather enjoyed having a
daughter like Sarah and
also enjoyed being a
mother. But
it still felt strange that nobody really treated him like Damian
anymore. In fact
Sarah, or Allison rather,
treated
him like Damian really was her mom now.
Then there was the real Sarah in his body who had basically
become Damian. It was
surreal watching his body run around acting completely like him,
calling him Mrs. Wright and
treating him like her best friends mom rather than her friend of 10
years. Then
there was the fact that the
more time he spent as Allison, the more he saw ‘Damian’ and
‘Sarah’ as immature kids and
himself as an adult. A woman at that.
He
was even starting to feel motherly towards Luke, Jerry and Sarah. As
he sat at the kitchen table freaking out how he wasn’t quite Damian
any longer, but nor was he Allison either, his phone dinged. He saw
Greg’s name pop up and felt his worries fade away. “What the heck
is happening to me?” He
swiped his phone unlocked,
“Hey
hun I promised to make it up to you so I got use reservations at The
Oaks tomorrow evening!”
“Oh
shit, he wants to take me on a date.” Damian stomach
twisted. His fragile identity was being
turned on its head but
Damian realized something. “I want to go.” He liked spending time
with Greg. Greg was
supposed to be his best friend’s father, but over the past week
he’d grown to see him as a partner. When
Damian was with Greg he felt special, loved and prettier than anyone
else on the planet. He’d
gotten so used to all the kissing and touching that instead of
bothering him it was now something he looked forward too. He even
started initiating it. “I
need to talk to Sarah.” Damian
marched upstairs and knocked on her door, “Hey Sarah can we talk?”
“Yeah,
sure mom come on in!” He entered her room and when he saw Sarah in
her underwear he closed the door behind him. Clothes were strewn
across the room and she was in front of her mirror holding up two
outfits in front of herself, swapping between the two repeatedly. A
week ago seeing Sarah in her underwear would’ve sent Damian over
the edge, but now he felt no attraction towards her. He just looked
at the young girl and saw his
daughter.
“So,
what’s the occasion?” he asked as he took a seat on her bed.
“I’m
going out with Damian and some other friends tonight, remember?”
Sarah had asked if she could earlier in the week and he’d agreed to
it without much thought.
“Pick
the sundress, you’ll knock him
dead in that.” Sarah beamed at him.
“Thanks
mom. So what’s up?” He motioned to the bed beside him.
“I
think it’s better if I show you.” Sarah sat down and scanned the
text.
“Oh.
My. God. I’m so jealous,
I wish I could experience The Oaks for the first time again.”
Damian learned that The Oaks was some super swanky famous restaurant
that usually took months to get into. “He probably had to get the
reservations from one of his golf buddies. What did he even do?”
Her tone was more aggressive now, no doubt imagining some awful sin
he must have committed. Damian quickly explained what had happened
that night and she fell backwards on the bed, howling in laughter.
After a few minutes she pulled herself together enough to converse
with Damian again. “Mom, if literally anyone else saw what you did
it would look like you’re trying to seduce him.” When
she saw Damian’s confused expression she prodded him, “why didn’t
you just go into the bathroom and clean of your make up instead of
waiting for him to get out?” Damian mumbled,
“Well
because he was naked in there...” and Sarah grinned at him.
“See,
it looked like it was intentional.” Damian realized he had been
giving an impression he hadn’t meant to and let out a deep sigh.
“So basically to him it looked like you waited his entire shower
for him and did your best to woo him and he shot you down. Your
awkward reply and embarrassment at seeing him naked looked
like you were genuinely hurt by this. Now add onto that the fact that
you haven’t been trying anything all week when I usually complain
to you almost every morning to keep it down...” Damian blushed as
the he finally understood the implications,
“Oh...”
“Yeah,
so it’s no wonder he wanted to make it up to you. And
tried extra hard at that.
So what did you need? You’re
not the type to barge in just
to tell me you and dad are
going on a date.” Damian gasped as he remembered his original
purpose.
“Yeah,
I have no clue how to get ready for a date, and I need some help!”
Sarah nodded.
“Now
that I can do.” Sarah finished getting dressed and grabbed Damian’s
hand, “C’mon mom. Let’s teach you how us girls dress up.” It
felt a little weird having Sarah refer to him unironically as a girl
for the first time, but he was so swept up in the excitement he just
went along with it. Sarah
led him to the back of the closet where the nicer dresses were and
started explaining the finer points of women’s fashion, building on
what he’d been learning over the past week. Damian,
much to his surprise, understood all
of it. His daily
experience helped him to understand all of her comments and advice.
He shifted to the dresses
until one caught his eye: it was a gorgeous black dress which would
show a generous amount of cleavage. Sarah
gave him an odd look, “yeah that’s one of mom’s favorites. Now
you need some shoes that match.” Damian eyes roamed Allison’s
massive shoe collection until his eyes stopped on a pair of tall
black stilettos. “You’re
definitely going to need some practice for those, but good choice.”
Damian nodded as he pulled them out. “Now you need some special
underwear.”
“Why
won’t my normal underwear work?” Sarah’s look was filled with
pity.
“When
you’re trying to impress a man you want to go all out. And even if
it’s not for him, it’ll make you feel way prettier and more
confident. Now, let’s go.” Damian ended up picking a matching
lace pair that looked incredibly sexy and knew he’d look amazing in
them. Then again, he’d look amazing in everything. It was one of
the perks of his incredible body. He also pulled out a garter belt
and some stockings from the racier options. Damian had always had a
fetish for stockings and wanted to see how he’d look now that he
had his own pair of sexy legs. When Sarah saw what he grabbed she
started explaining how to put them on. Damian got curious and began
to strip,
“You
know, Damian loves stockings...” he watched as Sarah’s face
flushed. He wasn’t an idiot and had eventually put everything
together, he just feigned ignorance for their sake. It wasn’t like
he had much room to judge seeing as how he had basically stolen
Allison’s relationship with Greg.
“I’ll,
uh, be right back...” Sarah slipped out of the room and Damian
chuckled. His daughter really was adorable. Damian slipped into his
lingerie and moved to the mirror.
“Wow,
I look amazing,” Damian giggled and posed, taking the time to
admire his body. His body. Damian wasn’t sure when it happened, but
somewhere during the week he’d stopped seeing this body as Mrs.
Wright’s body, or Allison’s body, or even his new body. Whenever
he saw himself in the mirror he no longer felt a sense of disconnect.
That woman in the mirror was him: face, curves, vagina and all. He
knew he was attractive, but he didn’t feel much attraction to his
body. Here he was standing in front of a mirror in lingerie looking
draw dropping sexy and all he could think about was the effect it
would have on Greg. Damian didn’t feel like a boy at all. That’s
right, I’m a woman now. Not a young boy, but a fully grown woman.
I’m a she not a he, and this body is all mine.
The moment Damian embraced her new gender identity it was like things
fell into place. The sense of incongruity Damian had been feeling
earlier evaporated like it had never existed. She no longer felt
confused and ashamed that she’d rather be staring at Greg’s
chiseled features, his rock hard abs or his massive schlong over her
own body. I’m just a woman enjoying her husband, nothing wrong
with that. Damian stepped into her heels and began strutting
around the room. It was difficult at first, but as she let her body
take charge she was soon moving like a pro. She heard a whistle from
the door,
“Wow
mom, you look like you got that down fast.” Sarah had returned,
wearing stockings of her own. Damian held back laughter at her
daughter’s not-so-hidden intentions.
“Yup!
It’s like this body was made for me, everything is so much easier!
Even with the boobs,” she grinned at Sarah, trying to make a joke
but uncomfortable at how much she meant those words. Hell, her boobs
got in the way constantly and were heavy as hell but she loved them
anyways. Luckily Sarah giggled, taking it like Damian had intended.
“Alright,
so you’ve got clothing down. Now it’s time for make up.” Damian
paused as she walked by Sarah. She was always taller than Sarah, but
in her heels she towered over her. An overwhelming desire to protect
Sarah welled up inside her and she pulled Sarah into a tight hug.
After a few moments Damian let her go and smiled down at her. “Mom,
what the heck was that for?”
“I’m
just so lucky to have such an amazing daughter.” Sarah blushed at
the compliment. “Now, I have the basics down but why don’t you
show me what I’m missing.” Sarah spent the next half hour
teaching Damian the intricacies of make up. At first Damian was only
following along, but soon she was reaching for products before Sarah
even mentioned them. It was like her body instinctually knew what she
needed and helped Damian keep up with the whirlwind of instructions
she was receiving. She had been practicing over the week with several
tutorials and felt like she really understood it, but the in depth
instructions opened up another world. After her latest attempt she
sat back, “Wow.” She felt like she should say more, but Damian
was just incredibly impressed by how her face had transformed. She
was already incredibly beautiful but it was like all her best
features were enhanced even further beyond what her regular make up
routine did for her.
“Yeah,
it’s good right?” Sarah grinned at her and she couldn’t help
but return the smile. “You look absolutely killer. And I’m sure
you’ll knock dad’s socks off.” It was Damian’s turn to blush.
The atmosphere was good, but Damian couldn’t help but feel a little
awkward. Here she was talking to this body’s true owner and
treating her like a daughter while gallivanting with her husband. It
might ruin the mood, but he had to ask her.
“You
don’t mind? Me and Greg, I mean.” She scrutinized Sarah’s face
while waiting for a response. Sarah paused for a few moments before
letting out a sigh.
“Look,
I know this is going to sound weird, but right now you’re my mom
and he’s my dad. Like I don’t really see that body or life as
mine anymore. And I definitely don’t see dad like that anymore. I’m
more into guys my age and not, you know, my parent. He’s your
husband now so do whatever you want. Have fun I don’t care but
please for the love of god, don’t tell me the details. I do NOT
want to hear about my parent’s sex life.” Damian didn’t know
which was stranger: Sarah giving up on her old relationship and
totally slipping into her new life, or the fact that Damian wasn’t
surprised by it in the least. Whenever Damian looked at her, all she
saw was her young daughter Sarah and not someone who was only filling
in for two weeks.
“I’ll
keep that in mind. Thanks for helping me, I should change back and
work on dinner and you have a date of your own.” It felt odd giving
her implicit permission for Sarah and the ‘other’ Damian to go
nuts in their bodies, but considering Sarah had just given up her 14
year marriage to her it was only fair. The rest of the evening was
rather uneventful, but Damian had a pleasant enough time with her
family. She was really looking forward to tomorrow, but it was nice
to take it easy and relax with Greg and the kids.
Damian
had never gotten to experience a weekend morning with the Wright’s
before, but here she was running the show as a mother of three.
Things at Damian’s old house were much calmer since Damian was
pretty low key and her younger sister wasn’t much more energetic.
That’s not to say it was bad, as Luke and Jerry actually listened
to her, just that there was a lot more noise. Around midday Greg
pulled her aside.
“Hey,
my mom is coming to pick up the kids for the night. So we’ll have
the house all to ourselves,” Greg said with a wink.
“Oh,
we should tell the kids...” Damian had found herself in Greg’s
arms and was loath to leave them.
“Don’t
worry, they’re already packing. I told you I’d make it up to
you,” Greg said as he gave her a peck on the lips. “Though Sarah
seemed to find it oddly funny, and kept laughing once I told her.”
Greg shook his head, clearly confused by his daughter’s reaction.
Damian knew it was probably because she knew who was currently
piloting this body. Damian just shook her head, unable to believe the
situation herself. If anyone had told Damian a week ago that she’d
she would be going on a date with Sarah’s dad, let alone that she’d
be looking forward to it, she would have called them crazy. Not to
mention how she now saw herself as an adult woman rather than the
young teen she used to be. It was all crazy, but nevertheless here
she was.
After
spending the rest of the afternoon reading it was finally time to get
ready. Damian had already picked everything out so it didn’t take
too long to get dressed. Make up was an entirely different matter.
Everything had to be perfect. And while she had her body to help
guide her, she didn’t have the years of experience the real Allison
had so she had to be extra careful. Once she was done she felt like
she was still missing something. “That’s strange, this was
everything we worked on...” Damian muttered to herself as her eyes
drifted across the vanity. They finally stopped on the bottles of
perfume neatly lined up. “Well, my body hasn’t steered me wrong
yet.” Damian reached for a bottle she somehow knew was her
favorite. A couple of spritzes and she nodded to herself, satisfied.
She caught her reflection in the mirror and blew herself a kiss.
Three kids and I still have it. In fact it was more than
“having it,” she was breathtakingly beautiful. Greg had already
gotten dressed and was busy handing the kids off to his mother.
Damian headed downstairs to say goodbye to the kids. Greg saw her
descending the stairs and his mouth momentarily went slack.
“Wow
honey, you look amazing.” Damian took a moment to admire Greg in
his tailored suit.
“You
look pretty handsome yourself,” she gave him a quick peck. “Luke,
Jerry come here and give your mother a hug before you leave.” She
bent over to give the two of them a hug, making sure to give Greg a
prime view of her rear. “Now you two behave and listen to your
grandmother, understand?”
“Yes
mom,” the boys chorused in unison. She gave them a smile,
“Good.
Love you boys.” Damian ruffled their hair. Over the past week she
had really grown to love the kids, and some part of her was even a
little sad to watch them go.
“Love
you too mom,” the boys returned her hug then ran out to the car.
Sarah was next. She hugged Damian and whispered into her ear,
“I
hope it’s everything you need it to be.” Damian pulled back,
confused at what Sarah meant. Sarah just gave her an enigmatic smile
and said, “I’m glad you’re my mom. I love you.” She gave Greg
a quick hug then headed out to join her grandmother and brothers.
Greg wrapped an arm around her as they watched the car leave.
“We
should head out ourselves. We have a reservation to make. Ladies
first,” Greg motioned for Damian to leave. She just smirked at him.
“You
just want to stare at my ass,” Damian quipped, deciding to start
the flirting early. She’d been able to pick up their dynamic
through the week so hamming it up was hardly difficult. Greg gasped
in mock offense.
“My
lady, I’m hurt! I’m a gentleman!” Damian giggled as she grabbed
her purse and headed to Greg’s sports car.
When
they arrived at the restaurant Damian was blown away by how nice it
was. Greg led her inside and they were led to their table. Sarah was
right, the food really was to die for. It was the single best meal
Damian had ever had. Greg was also really charming and fun to be
around, and overall Damian was really enjoying her first date.
Throughout dinner Damian happily flirted away with Greg and was
happily absorbed in their own little world. The two glasses of wine
probably were helping lubricate things, but she already got along
really well with Greg. Over the past week her original positive
feelings towards Greg had turned into something greater. The little
displays of affection and support they gave each other slowly broke
down the barriers that existed in Damian’s heart. She had crushes
on girls back in her old body, but this felt more meaningful. It both
scared and excited her to admit she was beginning to love with Greg.
It had started with simple things like getting her flowers, sending
texts to her just to talk, and always making time for her. It made
her feel special and she soon found herself returning the gestures
with things like back rubs and messages in his lunch box. They were
just little things they did to show they cared about each other but
for Damian they had changed everything. She had grown from teenage
boy unsure of how to navigate the life she was thrust into to a
happily married mother of three. It was jarring to realize that she
had no clue how she was going to deal with swapping back, but she
didn’t have to worry about that now. All she had to do was focus on
enjoying time with her husband. Dinner wrapped up and the couple
headed home, ramping up the flirting as they drove. Things were
getting hot and heavy as Greg managed to lock the door behind him,
seemingly unwilling to let his lips leave Damian’s or pry from her
grasp. Damian let out a yelp in surprise when he felt Greg scoop her
up into his arms and carried her up the stairs. In their room they
started stripping each other until only underwear remained. When
Damian saw Greg’s expression seeing her lace underwear she knew she
made the right choice. She had kicked off her heels at some point and
lay down on the bed, posing for Greg’s benefit. She felt
butterflies in her stomach as she looked at the almost completely
nude form of Greg moving towards her. She was really nervous. But it
wasn’t at what was coming she realized, as ever since she had
accepted her womanhood she had been able to accept her body’s
desires for Greg and men in general now that her male ego had been
replaced. No she was nervous for some reason she couldn’t quite put
her finger on.
“God,
you’re beautiful,” Greg’s voice was husky as he climbed on top
of her. He started kissing her, but soon his lips drifted downwards,
slowly worshiping her body with his mouth. He dexterously unhooked
her bra and threw it to the side as his mouth latched onto a nipple.
Her breasts were way to large to be contained in a single hand so
Greg worked his way around, massaging one at a time. It felt good,
but nothing like what porn had led her to believe. However Greg
seemed to be enjoying fondling her so she left him to it, more turned
on by how excited her husband was in her body than anything he was
doing. Soon his mouth started kissing further down her body, Greg’s
head popping up every couple of kisses to stare into her eyes. It
drove her wild. He worked past her firm abs and paused when he
reached her panties. His hands hooked around the band and began to
pull them down, kissing his way down Damian’s shapely legs until he
pulled her panties completely free. A shiver of anticipation ran
through her as Greg’s lips worked their way back up to her now
barred folds. Greg gave her a cheeky grin before diving in. His
tongue and fingers were clearly well practiced as Damian felt a
warmth spread throughout her entire body. She propped herself up on
her elbows to watch Greg work and a long moan escaped her lips.
“Yes
baby, just like that!” Damian managed to squeeze out between moans.
Greg obliged and Damian felt a ball of tension building in the pit of
her stomach. She lost the ability to speak as the tension spread and
her voice raised in volume until her loud moans were echoing through
the house. Her legs wrapped around Greg’s broad back in an attempt
to pull him closer and her hands clenched the sheets tightly. Damian
felt the tension inside her build until it was nearly unbearable. It
finally exploded outwards and a scream slipped through her lips as
she experienced her first female orgasm. At the same moment she
orgasmed a bolt of lightning passed through her brain. When Damian
recovered she realized she was more than what she began with. Inside
her head she had full access to all of Allison’s memories. It was
more than that: it wasn’t like they were someone else’s memories
dumped in, she felt like they were her own and she remembered
experiencing every single one of them. It was like she really was
Allison Wright. That was it. The old Allison had abandoned her old
name and identity and she felt more than comfortable claiming it for
her own, a sense of ownership having formed towards that name with
her new memories. Besides it was getting confusing thinking of both
herself and her daughter’s friend as Damian. That’s it,
I’m Allison Wright now. The newly awakened Allison smiled as
she faced her husband who had joined her on the bed. Over a decade of
memories with her soul mate flashed through her head and she learned
there was a world of difference between loving someone and being in
love with someone. She gently pushed Greg onto his back and whispered
in his ear, “I want to be on top tonight.” She might be Allison
Wright, but she was still her own person and was intended to live
this life the way she wanted to. Of course, she enjoyed pretty much
every aspect of her life and planned on continuing things mostly
unchanged. However what she wanted right now was to take full
advantage of her athletic body in new ways. And right now that
involved taking control during their love making and giving her
husband the ride of his life. She mounted Greg and guided him into
her, letting out a moan as she slowly lowered himself onto his
massive tool. A warmth radiated outwards as she fully took him into
her and the tip gently pressed against her rising cervix. Allison
paused for a moment to let her insides adjust to where Greg’s cock
would be pleasurable rather than painful. Luckily their bodies were
practically made for each other. Allison’s g-spot was so deep that
only Greg had been able to reliably reach it and Allison was the only
woman who had been able to fully take Greg’s massive dick. Soon
enough she was adjusted and started putting her powerful legs to use,
slowly raising herself up before impaling herself back onto Greg. His
grunts of pleasure were music to Allison’s ears and his hands
grabbed her wide hips to pull her downwards. The slapping sounds of
her massive rear hitting Greg’s thighs was soon eclipsed by
Allison’s cries of pleasure. She was incredibly vocal during sex
and since her kids weren’t home she didn’t bother even trying to
lower her sultry voice. The warmth built up and Allison felt another
orgasm rapidly approaching. With a final cry of “fuck yes Greg, I
love you!” she collapsed upon his chest as her body was wracked
with pleasure. Greg gently rolled her over and entered her again.
They started kissing passionately but it soon turned into an exchange
of ragged breaths as Greg sped up his thrusts.
“Fuck,
I’m going to cum hun,” Greg gasped out. Allison wrapped her legs
around him and pulled him in.
“Inside
me. Fill me with your cum,” she moaned into his ear. Greg let out a
long groan as he thrust as deep as he could before unloading into
her. The feeling of Greg’s pulsating cock sent her over the edge
and she had her third orgasm of the night. Allison was glad Greg had
gotten that vasectomy, because unprotected sex felt way better than
the alternative. There was just something so inherently erotic about
her husband pumping into her womb. It was also nice to not have to
track her safe days or risk another pregnancy. Finished with their
love making, the two lovers remained in each others embrace for a few
minutes while they caught their breath and calmed down. Oh my god,
that was incredible. It all is. This body, this life. I love being
Allison and I’m not quite sure how Sarah gave it up so easily.
She turned her head to look at Greg. Or him. How could you
downgrade that incredible hunk from husband to father. Then again
it’s my memories giving me this whole new perspective… That’s
when it hit Allison. Holy shit, if I got my memories from my first
orgasm and Sarah and Damian started acting like their bodies after
that first night alone together, what did they do? Allison was a
bit conflicted on how to feel. While she should probably be irate
that the instant they switched bodies they fooled around with her
body, she felt nothing of the sort. All that was there was a motherly
concern that they were being safe and responsible, something
teenagers aren’t exactly known for, and a bemusement that they two
of them had finally gotten together. They were always so cute
together and inseparable. And it was so obvious they had feelings
for each other. Allison almost laughed at how poor she’d been
at hiding her crush as Damian. What surprised her was how poor her
daughter was at hiding hers. As Damian she had suspected nothing, but
as Allison it was more obvious than the color of the sky. Normally
the weight of that realization would have crushed her with
embarrassment, but now she just found it adorable. It was then she
realized she didn’t have much of a connection with her old body
anymore, seeing Damian as a quasi member of her family instead of who
she was. For better or worse, she was Allison Wright now. She glanced
over at Greg’s rapidly hardening member, feeling arousal spread
throughout her body. For the better, definitely for the better
Allison though as she wrapped her hand around Greg’s member. She
slowly stroked it and asked, “ready for round 2?” He leaned over
and kissed her.
“You
bet!”
Over
the next week her date had several major impacts on her life. With
her new memories Allison thought she’d get bored of her life, which
had been so new and fresh the first week. But it didn’t come across
as tedious or boring as she had expected even though she had been
“experiencing” it for a decade. In fact, she seemed to enjoy it
more than ever. With her memories the more tedious parts of her life,
like trying to remember who wanted what for lunch or how to do make
up and various other chores around the house, became second nature
and she could instead focus on all the good things about her body and
life. Namely, spending time with her family and friends as well as
enjoying her knockout body. Nearly everything she did felt better in
her body. Cooking, cleaning, you name it. Her relationship with her
family had also subtly changed. She remembered giving birth to her
children and the motherly feelings that had just started forming had
now firmly blossomed within her. She would do anything for her kids.
She and Sarah continued to get closer. Sarah no longer needed to help
her fill in, but they enjoyed each other’s company enough that they
were happy to spend time with each other. Their talks had morphed
from instructions on how to fill in to the usual things mothers and
daughters talked about. Luke and Jerry were now much easier to manage
with years of parenting experience behind her and she greatly enjoyed
her time with them. Then there was Greg. Their date had opened the
proverbial sluice gate. Allison and Greg were extremely physical and
found themselves sneaking away at every opportunity to enjoy each
other’s company. Allison found herself daydreaming about Greg and
his incredible cock fairly often. The new Allison had taken it upon
herself to be way more adventurous than the previous one. From her
time as a guy she knew just what made them tick. Before she took
over, oral was reserved for special occasions since Greg was so large
it made her jaw ache. She found it such a turn on now that she’d
searched up techniques to get around that problem. Through this she’d
discovered her love of giving tit jobs. This always led to Greg
enthusiastically going down on her later on so she never felt it was
uneven in any way. Greg was incredibly virile and easily kept up with
Allison’s much more eager desire for sex. Sarah had at first
complained to her, but had eventually resigned herself to wearing
headphones to bed so she didn’t have to listen to Allison getting
railed every night. That wasn’t to say that Allison’s and Greg’s
relationship was purely physical. On the contrary, Greg was her best
friend. They spent plenty of time just being together and enjoying
each other’s company. They were so deeply in love that Allison
didn’t know what she’d do without him. That thought had led to
some introspection.
Allison
collapsed back onto her bed after she finished folding laundry. “What
am I going to do?” she let out a heavy sigh. It was only two more
days until everyone was supposed to swap back. At the start of this
little adventure she would’ve been thrilled to get back to her old
life, but after 2 weeks in Allison’s body and living her life she
was now dreading it. After she gained Allison’s memories and
accepted the identity as her own, the idea of turning into her
daughter’s boyfriend weirded her out. Becoming a kid was bad
enough, but being expected to do things with her daughter was gross
in the extreme for her. She remembered giving birth to Sarah and all
she could see was her darling little girl. In fact all of her new
relationships were a major factor in her reluctance. She was closer
with her new parents and friends than she’d ever been as Damian.
She took great pleasure in long phone conversations with her girl
friends and her book club. Allison was now quite the social
butterfly. As Damian she had been rather awkward and had a hard time
making friends, but as Allison her self-confidence had completely
blown through any problems she had and had helped her easily slip
into her new social role. That wasn’t to say her personality had
been overwritten or anything of the sort. Rather it had evolved to
conform with her new identity. Her family was her biggest hurdle in
swapping back. Allison remembered her mother telling her, “something
in you changes when you give birth. It’s like a part of you now
completely revolves around the new life you brought into the world.”
She had been right, Allison felt an unconditional love for her three
children. She knew that technically she hadn’t been the one to give
birth, but she clearly remembered experiencing it and raising her
daughter and two sons. The thought of losing her kids was soul
crushing. She wasn’t sure what would happen when she got adjusted
back to her old body, but the possibility that she’d no longer be
able to love them like she did now scared her. Then there was her
husband Greg. She was completely head over heels in love with him.
Allison couldn’t imagine loving anyone else in the same way, nor
how anyone else could make her feel so special. If she swapped back
there was no way in hell she’d ever get to be with Greg again. Not
to mention the physical side of their relationship. She doubted if
she left this body she’d never again find anyone as adept at
fulfilling her physical needs as Greg nor would she have the body for
it either. Speaking of her body, Allison frankly didn’t want to
give it up. It felt incredible. She was extremely fit and athletic.
Between her time swimming, yoga and light weight lifting she was in
amazing shape. Better than she had ever been in as Damian. Her
flexibility was similar to a gymnast and her well-defined muscles
left her always feeling energized and light, despite all the extra
weight she was carrying around. Allison’s gargantuan breasts would
have been incredibly painful for most other women to carry around,
but for her they were merely heavy. Her equally impressive rear
balanced her out perfectly. It was so much easier to do anything in
this body and loved working up a sweat. It was a stark change to her
time as Damian, who usually avoided exercise like the plague. She
just felt so much more alive and comfortable in her new body. Her
absurd curves and devastating beauty was just icing on the cake. It
was a source of pride and confidence to know she was always the most
attractive woman in the room, and the psychological blow of going
back to being some scrawny teenager was heavy. In fact, no longer
being a woman at all felt surprisingly worse than the idea of being a
kid again. No more feelings of satisfaction as she perfectly filled
out her feminine clothing. She supposed she could cross dress and
wear makeup even when she swapped back, but it wouldn’t be the
same. She would never again get to feel her breasts being massaged by
her lover, or the feeling of fullness as a cock completely filled her
vagina. She would lose access to her multiple orgasms and the feeling
of wrapping her legs around her lover as they pumped into her womb.
Being a woman had downsides she was all to cognizant of, but not
being one was something that was almost unbearable. Especially since
she was now completely attracted to men her own age which would make
things awkward upon swapping back. She’d have to wait decades to
even think of being able to pursue a healthy relationship, and even
then none of them would ever be Greg. The downside to meeting your
soulmate like this was that it would be impossible to not pine for
them. She sat up and stared at herself in the mirror, imagining a
life where she was no longer herself and unable to see herself
finding happiness. “I’m going to need to talk to Sarah. If I can
talk to anyone about this it’s her.”
Allison
stood frozen outside of Sarah’s room, ready to knock but not sure
what to say. What am I going to say. I’m not sure, “Hey, I’ve
fallen in love with your husband so I want to stay as Allison,”
will fly. Nor will, “Hey this body is incredible compared to my old
one so I’d like to keep it.” She’d probably think I’m crazy
if I admitted that I love being a mother of three over being a
teenage boy. I guess I’ll just have to go with the basics.
She took a few deep breaths and knocked on the door, “Hey Sarah,
can I come in? I need to talk to you about something.” Allison’s
voice felt a little strained, but she sounded normal enough.
“Sure
mom,” she heard Sarah shout from inside. Allison opened the door to
see Sarah tapping away on her phone while perched in bed. A wave of
nostalgia swept over Allison for a moment as she remembered Sarah as
a little girl. They grow up so fast. Sarah cleared her throat
and jolted Allison out of her reverie, “so what’s up?” Allison
closed the door and sat next to Sarah on the bed. “And what’s
with the face?” Allison let out a sigh.
“It’s
important.” She turned and looked at her daughter, absentmindedly
stroking a hair away from Sarah’s face. Dang it, I can’t even
turn off mom mode for a few minutes. Hearing that Sarah put down
her phone and turned her attention to Allison. “I’ve been doing
some thinking, and I want you to listen to the end. The past two
weeks have been magical in more than the literal sense.” They both
shared a smile at Allison’s joke. “I’ve come to really love our
family and can’t bear the idea of no longer being a part of it. I
love you, Luke, Jerry and Greg so much.” Sarah scoffed,
“Yeah
I can hear how much you love dad multiple times a night.” Allison
faked a shocked expression.
“Sarah
Christine Wright, I am your mother!” Allison tried her best to give
Sarah an intimidating look, but they both started giggling and it
ruined the facade. They usually had a truce on the matter. Allison
didn’t pry into what Sarah and Greg did as long as they were safe,
and in return Sarah eased off complaining about hearing her parent’s
ardent lovemaking. “I thought I asked you to listen to the end?”
Allison chided her after they both calmed down.
“Sorry
mom, it’s just I have no idea how you keep it up. I was never that
into sex. It was only a couple times a week at most.”
“Well
after experiencing what it’s like for a woman, I don’t know if I
can go back to being a man.” Allison looked over at Sarah and took
a deep breath, “In fact I don’t want to. I don’t want to swap
back. I want to stay as you.” Sarah looked down at the floor. Is
she mad? Does she think I’m crazy? Does she hate me? Allison’s
thoughts turned more and more negative as the silence stretched on
for several minutes. Finally she heard a hoarse whisper that she
could barely make out. “What was that?” Sarah’s face flushed as
she repeated herself a little more audibly,
“Me
too. I want to stay this way too.” Allison was shocked.
“Really?”
she asked without thinking. It seemed crazy that anyone would want
give up a body and life this great. Sarah nodded sheepishly,
“Yeah.
It’s nice being young again and not having any responsibilities.
Plus I get to sleep in. I never slept in.” Allison had been on swim
teams from the moment she had discovered her love of swimming at
eight years old, which meant early morning practices were the norm.
Once she developed her dreams of becoming an Olympic swimmer were off
the table, but she had stuck with it anyways. It was fun and gave her
a kick ass body. “I also don’t have to deal with all of that
anymore,” Sarah gestured to Allison’s curves, “which is nice.”
“I
thought all teenage girls wanted curves like these,” Allison
chuckled.
“Maybe
if I didn’t know what it’s like to have them. They get in the way
of everything and guys can’t look you in the eye. No thanks,
I’m much happier this way. I mean look how cute I am!” Allison
understood where she was coming from. Moving around with a body like
this took a lot of grace. Allison pinched her daughter’s cheek.
“Well,
you are pretty adorable.”
“Ugh,
mom! I’m too old for that!” Allison couldn’t help but laugh at
her reaction.
“But
I know what you mean. I couldn’t imagine living without my girls,”
she gestured to her breasts.
“Wait,
you actually like that body?” Sarah poked her hips, “I mean those
are so wide. Do you know how much you sway when you walk? And the
rest isn’t uncomfortable at all?”
“Believe
it or not I actually like looking like a mature woman.”
There was just something inherently appealing about being so sexy. It
gave her a feeling of power that all it took was a look and she could
get any man to do whatever she wanted. She was proud of her body and
couldn’t imagine giving her curves up. She grinned at Sarah, “I
know your father likes it.” She laughed when Sarah just rolled her
eyes in response. “This body just feels right. Like it was meant
for me.” Allison shrugged, unable to properly put into words how
superior her body felt compared to her old one.
“Yeah,
I know what you mean. I didn’t hate my old body, but this one just
feels so much more comfortable.” Sarah started tearing up, “oh
god, I’m horrible. This is technically my daughter’s life and all
I can think about it taking it for myself…” Allison pulled her
into a tight hug, murmuring softly to Sarah.
“It’s
ok hun, I’m here. I got you,” she gently stoked Sarah’s head as
she sobbed into Allison’s chest. “You’re not horrible. You
suddenly found yourself in a new life against your will, and you’re
enjoying it. By that metric I’m pretty awful myself. I want to keep
your body, husband and kids for my own. And do you hate me for that?”
“But,
but, it’s not the same...”
“I’ve
fallen in love with Greg and tricked him into thinking I’m his wife
so I can sleep with him. How is that not worse?” Sarah’s sobs
started to subside and Allison kissed her forehead. “Over the past
two weeks I’ve really enjoyed having you as my daughter. I really
like hanging out with you and I love you more than anything else in
the world.”
“...Really?”
Sarah asked as she looked up at Allison. Allison nodded and Sarah
blushed. “I… really like having you as my mom.” Allison felt
tears well up in her eyes and brushed them away. “But are you sure
about this? You’d be losing 18 years of your life and would be an
old lady...” Allison raised an eyebrow and stared down at Sarah.
“Sarah,
I’m not old. I’m thirty two. And you know how often I get
mistaken for your sister rather than your mother.”
“Sorry,
but you know what I meant,” Sarah blushed as she apologized.
“Apology
accepted,” Allison beamed down at Sarah. “And trust me, there is
no one I’d rather be.” Sarah hugged her tightly.
“I
love you mom. And if you stopped dressing so fashionably and more
like you know, a mom, maybe I wouldn’t have to go through the
embarrassment of explaining you’re my mom and not a cousin or
sister.” Sarah said and stuck her tongue out. Allison gasped,
“How
could you expect me to become so mundane!” Their bodies easily gave
into laughter now that all the tension inside them was gone.
“But
what about Damian? We can’t just say ‘sorry but we’re not
swapping back to him.’ I couldn’t do that to my bo… I mean best
friend.” Sarah managed to catch herself before she admitted her
relationship to Allison. Allison thought it was adorable that her
daughter was too embarrassed to admit to her she was dating Damian at
this stage. She’d seen them holding hands and kissing when they
thought her attention was elsewhere. But she brought up a good point.
If Damian wanted to swap back, then their desire to stay in their new
lives amounted to nothing. Allison would never trap Damian in a life
he didn’t want.
“I’ve
seen the way you two look at each other, this might not be a lost
cause.” The two smiled at each other and Allison left to go make
dinner.
After
dinner Greg caught Allison in the laundry room to ask her a question.
If it’s my last day, I’m going to go wild and have no
regrets. She smiled and knew just what to do. She answered
him quietly to draw him into the room then bent over to give him a
view down her cleavage. Greg hardened satisfactorily and she
straightened, removing her shirt in a swift motion. She smiled at him
as she slowly reached around behind to unhook her bra. “Won’t you
be a dear and lock the door?” Allison cocked her head to the side.
“Yes
ma’am,” Greg answered with a grin. He quickly joined her in
undressing and soon pressed her against the running machine. Their
passionate make out session was soon interrupted as the combination
of Greg’s rod and the vibrations of the machine left her in such
bliss she could no longer repress her moans. After an earth
shattering orgasm, Greg finally released himself deep inside of her.
After the redressed Allison grabbed Greg’s hand and pulled him into
a kiss. It wasn’t a passionate kiss meant to entice. Rather it was
one to convey the depths of her feelings for him.
“Greg,
I just want you to know I love you. I love you more than anything. I
just needed you to know that.” She stared into his eyes, unable to
say that this might be the last day she spent as his wife.
“I
love you too, Allison. But why do you have to say it like that, it’s
ominous! Oh no, is my wife going to be summoned away from me? Must
you return to the heavens after a short affair with a mortal?”
“Oh,
shut up!” Allison laughed as she playfully punched his arm. They
gave each other one last kiss and separated to finish the various
chores they still had to do before they could hang out again.
The
next day Allison, Damian and Sarah were all gathered back in Sarah’s
room. The three of them just glanced side long at each other, unable
to say anything. Their bodies had finally “stabilized” according
to the spell. Allison wondered if that destabilization had been what
had led to her adaption to her new body. She had become at home very
quickly. Much quicker than a teenage boy turned into an adult women
would reasonably expect to. Then there were the memories she’d
gained. It was a magic spell, so she wasn’t too concerned about it,
but it was strange that all it had taken was an orgasm to essentially
assimilate years of memories. The silence stretched on and as much as
Allison wanted to broach the subject, she was in a bit of a rut
herself. How am I going to deal with feeling like a woman when I
swap back? The tension eventually got to them and they started
making awkward small talk about what they had been up to during their
two weeks. Eventually there was no more inane topics they could cover
and Allison had to suck it up and be the adult here.
“So,
we need to talk about swapping back.” Both of the kids looked at
her; Sarah with a glimmer of hope regarding their talk the other day,
and Damian with an inscrutable expression. It was strange, she had
practically raised him alongside Sarah yet couldn’t tell what he
was thinking right now. Well, she hadn’t technically. That had been
all the original Allison. But she had the memories that felt like
they were genuinely hers, so she felt more than qualified to say
that. Plus there was the fourteen years she’d spent in that body.
None of it was helpful now. “Sarah and I had a talk yesterday,”
she glanced over at Sarah who smiled warmly at her, “about the
situation...” Allison trailed off as she saw Damian fidgeting and
biting his lip. “Damian, what’s wrong? You know you can tell us
anything.” Sarah also slipped a hand into his to reassure him.
“So
um, I don’t know how to say this,” Damian said as he glanced
quickly between the two of them. “But...Idon’twanttoswapback”
Damian shut his eyes tightly and tensed up. Allison looked over at
Sarah and the two of them shared a smile, her heart beating wildly in
her chest. It was hers. Her body, her life, it was all hers. Sarah
gently shook Damian,
“Hey,
it’s ok. We don’t want to swap back either.” Damian opened his
eyes and stared between them in disbelief.
“Really?”
Allison nodded.
“Yup.
It would be more than a little awkward to be a teenage boy while
vividly remembering child birth.” Damian smiled in relief.
“Thank
god. I’ve just never felt better in my life. Being a guy is just so
much better. No periods, make-up or worrying about what to wear. Not
having to worry about being jealous of every other girl out there,
wondering if I’ll ever be half as attractive as my own mom,”
Damian said as he stared at Allison’s chest. Damian probably
thought he was being discrete, but his eyes were tunneled on
Allison’s massive chest. Allison smiled to herself as Sarah noticed
and lightly punched Damian in the shoulder,
“Dude,
stop staring at my mom’s boobs.” Damian flushed as he realized he
had been caught. They’re so cute together Allison mused.
“It’s
just boy hormones are hard to control and they’re so big...”
Damian trailed off seeing the expression on Sarah’s face. He
glanced over to Allison, eyes begging for help. Allison just shook
her head and mouthed, ‘you’re on your own.’ Allison found the
situation hilarious. She knew that men couldn’t help but look and
had developed the grace to ignore when Greg took quick glances. She
also knew he really only had eyes for her at the end of the day and a
few guilty glances against his conscious will weren’t something she
would hold against him. However Damian had said a little too much and
Sarah had every right to be upset; her boyfriend had given her mother
a rather inappropriate compliment. She wasn’t offended by the
remark, rather she was rather flattered, but she wasn’t going to
give him an easy way out when he had hurt her daughter’s feelings.
“I’m sorry!” Sarah just folded her arms and looked at him.
“Look there are a ton of reasons I wanted to stay but the biggest
one was you,” Damian pulled one of Sarah’s hands into his own as
he continued to blurt out his true feelings in a panic. “Over the
past two weeks I’ve fallen in love with you. How you make me feel
is just incredible and I can’t imagine being with anyone but you!”
Damian’s face was already red with embarrassment but now Sarah’s
matched him. Smooth, you may have just salvaged the situation
Allison nodded approvingly. It was about time the two lovebirds
admitted their feelings to each other.
“Oh,
I uh, love you too,” Sarah managed to push out of her uncooperative
mouth.
“Congratulations
you too!” Allison said clapping her hands. “It’s about time you
two made it official, it was getting really hard to pretend that
nothing was going on between you guys.”
“You
knew?!” Sarah squeaked. The poor girl looked like she would die
from embarrassment at any moment.
“Sarah,
I’m your mother. Of course I knew. And you two weren’t exactly
stealth about the whole thing. Don’t worry, you have my approval,”
Allison said as she turned to Damian. “Now Damian, you better take
good care of her. And if you ever break her heart I know everything
about you, understand?” Damian nodded numbly. “Great! I’ll
leave you two lovebirds alone.” Allison left Sarah’s room and
closed the door behind her. Out in the hallway she gave herself a
silent cheer. She was going to stay as Allison and she couldn’t be
happier. She headed to her room to pick something special out for
tonight. After all, she had some celebrating to do.
