Accidentally on Purpose

 

"Fuck, that feels so good. Is there any of you left in there, Pete? Or is it all Mindy now?"

I giggle, slowly dragging my tongue over his tip as I lap up his cum. "Who's Pete, silly? One of your friends who might want to fuck me?"

He closes his eyes and sighs deeply. "Never mind, it's not important. Just be a good girl and finish cleaning me up."

"Ok babe," I reply enthusiastically. I feel a little bad. Not that bad, of course, not with this delicious cock nestled between my tits. He doesn't need to know that I chose this for myself. I'm never going back to that life, not after I 'lost' the only means of changing myself back.

He does seems like he really misses Pete, though. Maybe I can find some way to make him feel better.

Can't Talk Now

"Jonah? Oh sweetie, thank god you finally picked up. I was getting worried!"

"Mmmhmmph."

"Well, anyways, I finally found that darn spellbook. I think we have everything we need for the ritual at home."

"Mm, mmhmm."

"I know this has been really hard on you, but it'll all be over soon. I mean, the book says the only thing that would seal the magic is if either of us come into contact with, ugh, sexual fluids, but obviously that's the last thing either of us wants."

"Right, yeah, mkay. And you know if it doesn't work or whatever, we'll figure it out. Gotta go, um, got my hands full at the house!"

Popping Pills: A Slippery Slope

It was supposed to be my dirty little secret. I'd wanted to try the X-change pills forever, but I could never work up the nerve to go through with it. This year when my birthday rolled around, though, I realized I didn't really have anyone I wanted to celebrate with or anything special to do, so I finally did it. I opened the website like I'd done a dozen times before, except this time I didn't give myself a chance to second-guess before hitting the submit button. I stared for a long time, heart pounding as what I'd done fully sank in.

Romantic Getaway

"You're absolutely sure you're OK with this? You don't want to call the front desk and have them put us in the right bodies?"

I rolled my eyes. "For the hundredth time, yes! The whole point of this weekend was to spice things up. If your husband lying in front of you wearing lingerie and stockings isn't spicy, I don't know what is."

Need to Relax

Alright, there's a cute guy by himself. I'll just go over and start a casual conversation. Here I go... nope. Nope nope nope nope nope. Abort! Turn around before--oh crap. He saw me.

OK, gotta relax. Quit walking like a freaking robot. How do girls normally walk? Oh my god, I forgot how to walk.

No. Calm down. Breathe.

You're on vacation. Nobody knows you. As far as everyone else is concerned, you're just another hot babe, ready to have a good time.

Oof, I'm still not used to the way these boobs bounce along with every step I take. And why does my bikini keep trying to wedge its way up my ass? Come on now, don't be distracted. Just open your mouth and say the first thing that comes into your head.

"Hi there! I'm Jim...antha. Jimantha." OH MY GOD, I HATE MY STUPID BRAIN.

"Oh, that's, um... that's a really pretty name. I'm Bryce. Do you want to get a drink or something?"

Yes, all of the alcohol please. Hey, is he staring at my chest? Nice! Wait, now he's staring at my face. Oh no, how long has he been waiting for me to respond?

"I'll have sex on the beach! I mean, the drink. A sex on the beach. I'm not saying I'll have sex on the beach. Not that I wouldn't, though! I'm--we just met. But maybe we could, if... Let's go start drinking, please!"

Follow Me

Look, you're cute, and you seem sweet, so I'm going to give you a warning. Don't follow me through this door. I'm not playing hard to get, I'm just looking out for your own good. Strange things happen on the other side of this door. What do I mean? Well, the truth is... I used to be a guy, just like you.