I’m excited to present my first full length female to male body theft story. All of the hot action you’ve come to expect from my stories as told by someone experiencing her male body for the first time! It’s available on Smashwords, Amazon, and wherever ebooks are sold. Preview below!
Emily’s boss, Dan is a demanding, demeaning alpha male. He’s part of the boy’s club at the office and is utterly dismissive of women, despite relying on Emily for everything from organizing the accounts to pacifying his girlfriend. But when Emily gets handed a code to a website that lets her swap bodies with Dan, she finally gets a chance at revenge.
Now she’s the boss, treating Dan just as he’d treated her and slipping into his role as alpha male at the office. Not to mention checking out Dan’s incredible body both alone at home, and with Dan’s seductive girlfriend. But Emily soon realizes that she could improve the office culture much easier in Dan’s body than she ever could on her own.
Plus, being in the body of an incredibly handsome alpha is its own reward.
Now Emily has a choice to make: return to her own body? Or stay in her new life?
This 9000+ word story contains male to female body theft, masculinization, and erotic solo and couple play.
“How long until you change us back?”
“Couple of days maybe. A week.” She tested out Dan’s oiliest smile. “All depends on you, sweetheart. Live a little in my shoes, see what it’s like, and then show me you’re ready to change.”
Dan got to his feet, tottering slightly in his high heels. “Ok, couple of days.” He reached out a hand. “Gimme my keys, I wanna get out of here ASAP.”
“Dan, you heard the bit about living my life right?” Emily gave him a withering look. “You’re me! Emily – a lowly assistant so far down the company food chain, you barely constitute a snack.”
“But I—”
She cut him off. “Your entire job, for the next few days, is to make your boss look good. You do everything your boss asks, you hold your tongue when your boss pisses you off and you don’t leave until your boss tells you to leave. That’s life as Emily. And, when you’re done for the day, you can head home to your crappy apartment and get ready to do the whole thing over again the next day.”
Dawning realization spread across Dan’s face, the clear acknowledgment of the full depth of his situation. Clearly reaching for whatever comfort he could find, he clarified, “But just a couple of days right? Just until I demonstrate that… I get it?”
“Yep.” Emily nodded. “So, now… go back to your desk, call Hank and tell him that your boss needs the post production bid. Then play compare and contrast with the colorist’s email and their original quote.”
Dan opened his mouth to speak, but Emily cut him off. “Answer my phone and, when my dinner gets here, plate it and bring it on in. You think you can do that, sweetie?”
Dan bit his lip again but didn’t retort. Instead, he just asked “Umm, where are the plates?”
“Wow.” Emily rolled her eyes in disbelief. “Kitchen.” She dismissed him with a little flick of her head, watched him wobble gracelessly to the door, his little rear end swishing back and forth under the dress and then added, “Oh, and Dan.”
“Yeah?” He stopped, leaning on the door for support as he half turned to face her.
She sank down into Dan’s ridiculously plush office chair and ran an eye over her former body. When she was in it, she’d often thought that she’d been carrying a little too much weight and compared herself unfavorably with the other assistants in terms of looks. Maybe it was the feeling of power from being in her boss’s body, or maybe it was the unfamiliar testosterone flowing through her, but she found her eye slipping down the gentle curve of her backside, dress clinging to her supple form. Amorous thoughts began to whisper through her mind.
Emily smiled Dan’s handsome grin. “Don’t be slow about it, gorgeous. I’m a busy man.”
* * *
Waking up the next morning in Dan’s massive bed (on silky sheets that probably cost more than her car) was sheer bliss. She’d been so exhausted the night before–body switching and totally dominating your alpha boss really drained the batteries—that she’d crashed as soon as she reached the condo. But, this morning, she was alert and enjoying the multiple perks of Dan’s life. The palatial rooms with expensive tech and subtle luxury at every turn: the expensive Italian coffee maker, the private gym, and, mostly, the enormous rainfall shower.
Stepping into the spray, she turned on the waterproof, touchscreen TV and wasn’t particularly surprised when it opened to Dan’s pornhub page. Idly, she scrolled through the links and selected a vid. Hitting play, she stood, letting the water cascade over her, inhaling the scent of Dan’s expensive shampoo and enjoying the gentle little itch of anticipation, the slow movement of desire gradually pumping through her new body. She lathered and rinsed, eyes flicking down to her dick, transfixed by the transformation as it gradually grew hard and increasingly impatient.
For minutes, she studiously avoiding touching her aching cock as she rubbed body wash over the lines of Dan’s muscles, fingers scrubbing the taut ridges of his body. He did look amazing, Emily gave him that. Then, finally, she relented and took her twitching dick in one big hand, stroking once smooth and slow, loving the obvious, efficient ease of her new body. Just a hard dick – so accessible and so easy to please. Just needed to watch tits and pussy for a few minutes and then it was ready to respond; already eager and needy. So male, so ready to oblige her and cum.
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