Request: A drunk bride returns to her hotel room on her wedding night with her new husband. A man then suddenly swaps into her body. The man in the bride’s body is drunk and confused as the husband starts sex for the first time of the wedding.
Jesus, I thought I was drunk before but it was nothing compared to when I swapped bodies with the bride. I’d been staggering back to my hotel room when she past by, her new husband practically carrying her down the hallway as she giggled delightedly in his arms. Her wedding dress flowed down her body and I was drunk enough to try to stare at her tits as she passed. Her husband was drunk enough to give me a stupid grin when he caught me ogling his wife. Embarrassed then, even through my drunkenness, I slipped into my room and fell onto the bed, the room spinning around me as I unbuttoned my pants and jerked myself off to the memory of the hallway bride..
The world flipped – and my stomach with it – and suddenly I was in a completely different room. I was straddling someone’s lap. A man. He gripped my thighs.
“Oh!” I struggled, suddenly even more drunk than I’d been before. My eyes dropped down to my chest. “Oh shit. Tit-sh!” I exclaimed, reaching up to grab them
They felt like they were apart of me, but also felt incredible to squeeze. They bounced as I grinded on this guy beneath me. And it felt really good to grind on him, like something was pressing inside me and against a part of my body that sent electric sparkles through me. I moaned, sounding surprisingly girlish, but the spinning room and the pleasure washing through me overtook any fear I had.
In minutes heat exploded within me and I cried out as my body tensed and then came in what I belatedly realized was an intense orgasm. I grinded against that wonderfully hard warm thing inside me, hoping that sensation would come again.
It did.
Only the next day when I awoke still in this bride’s body and with a blinding hangover as someone pounded on the door, did I realize I would be stuck as her forever thanks to the FOSE.
