The Bet

When my wife bet me that I couldn't last a week in her body without begging for sex, I couldn't help but laugh. Piece of cake! I knew I wasn't attracted to guys, and either way it was just mind over matter.

Once I was in her body, it was a different story. I couldn’t believe how hot it was seeing my old muscles flex when my wife picked things up, and the way my wife’s lacy underwear kept rubbing me didn’t help either. I tried everything to resist: chewing gum, taking a cold shower, doing mindless chores to distract myself… Eventually, I couldn’t take it any more. We stripped naked and I pushed her down on the bed. I was literally shaking as I slid my new pussy around my old cock.

All in all, I feel pretty pleased that I lasted 4 whole hours before giving in.

Drunk Shopping

…Ugh, what time is it? 11 am… I guess I must have gotten pretty hammered last night. That’s the trouble with having no friends (other than Jack and Jim… Jose might have even showed up at some point). Stupid sunlight, stupid pounding headache, stupid me for drinking alone in my apartment again.

Not THAT Bad

I’ll admit, I feel bad about accidentally turning my roommate into my cock-loving girlfriend with a careless wish on a magic lamp we found at the flea market. Honestly, if I felt any worse, I might use one of the other two wishes to change him back.

“Babe, you seem distracted, is something wrong?”

“Nope, everything is perfect.”

Ready?

"Am I ready to change back... hmm, let me think..."