That is a much harder . . . er . . . stiffer punishment?! Than the original, yet me thinks the tail . . . uhm . . . tale (damn it, stupid typos) of woe might have been driven home by yet another . . . well hung . . . ah . . . hehehe protagonist.
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Turning off the shower Ryan leaned forward water still sluicing from his new, soft, sensitive skin. Resting one arm against the cool tiles Ryan leaned forward and looked down at his pudgy, aged, yet still sexy, body and his eyes fastened upon his large succulent udders as the hung, with a new enormous weight, beneath his once sculpted chest. In a twisted fascination Ryan watched as the water from the shower collected at the tips of his bright pink nipples.
“This is impossible,” he muttered and winced at the sound of his mother’s voice. He wanted nothing more than to stay where he was, now that he was clean, and to forget the carnal sensations that had driven him to the heights of erotic bliss all afternoon.
As he blotted his soft skin dry he thought he heard a noise from the kitchen. ‘Oh, god’ he thought, ‘did someone break in? I-Is this a robbery? I’m too weak to stop anyone. . .’ Ryan’s mind was racing in a panic as he realized he no longer had the strength to protect himself. He slid into his mom’s sexy silk bathrobe, as though the flimsy material might offer some protection. Then he froze in terror, his mind unable to fathom what might happen to him. How this stranger might use him. How he might be taken, forced into his own bedroom and used to satisfy the needs of some thug. His heart raced and he felt a prickling sensation race over his skin as a deep ache began to build in his crotch.
“Mom, I’m home!”
At those simple words relief flood him and Ryan rushed into the living room and threw himself at his former body. ‘I was so tall . . . so strong . . . so virile,’ the thought flashed through his mind as he pressed his luscious flesh to his former body in a desperate hug.
Neil, having used his spell to take over Ryan’s body, leaving Ryan’s mom in his skin at the chess club, now ran his large strong hands over Ryan’s new, full, round bodacious bottom. As he did Ryan felt a heat begin between her legs and her knees felt weak and her enormous nipples grew hard. Then Neil, sensing his spell at work, grabbed a handful of Ryan’s long hair and forced his head back.
“You look so hot, mom. I think it’s time for you to welcome me home properly.”
Ryan’s eyes got larger and larger, “M-Mom?” he whispered. Grinning Neil nodded, “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a man. I’ve got to say, I LOVE it. Did you have fun being a woman?”
“Oh, god, yes. I love it!” Ryan felt shock course through him. He’d meant to say that he hated it. To accuse her of stealing his life and then he continued in a rush. “I just love the way my new pussy feels, especially when I get a big fat cock in it.”
“I’m so glad you feel that way son. I’d only planned for this to be a temporary thing, but if you love it so much . . .”
“Oh, I do. In fact I-I need some . . . some cock, right now.” To Ryan’s horror the words seemed to simply flow from his mouth without him having any control.
“In that case, then I’ve got just what you need. You see, Ryan, I’ve always dreamed about what it would feel like to fuck my own, hot, body.” Neil lied enjoying the mixed look of lust, horror, longing, and humiliation flash across Ryan’s middle-aged feminine features. “Now get down on you’re knees and show me what you learned this afternoon.” Neil ordered with Ryan’s commanding voice.
Ryan’s eyes flashed to the enormous bulge in his former jeans and he started to drool. Heart racing, Ryan could feel his own eager juices leaking from his well used pussy lips. Slowly as if in a dream he slid to his knees, then he licked his hot puffy red lips and reached out using his new delicate feminine hands unbuckled his own jeans.
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I’ll take a cue from Elle and stop there. As you can see, there are many depths, twists, and turns Neil’s on-going revenge have yet to take . . .
There’s one thing that might make Neil’s revenge just a bit sweeter for him… and a lot more torturous for Ryan…
“… It wasn’t very long after Ryan had shown the plumber his mom’s ass-crack and he took time to go pee, (marveling at how amazing it felt to wad up some t.p. and wipe the slick, distended flaps of his sensitive, swollen labia), and freshen up some, that the doorbell rang. So, Ryan grabbed his mother’s, very-short silk kimono, to answer the door with her garment barely covering his low-hanging teats… and even lower womanhood.
Ryan opened the door to see a tall, skinny, bespectacled young man holding an armload of textbooks smiling down at him and thought, {{Oh-shit! what’s HE doing here?!… and, what does it matter… as long as he can FUCK!? oh, NO! i did NOT just think that!}}
Neil feigned shock at the attire of Ryan’s “mom” and said, “Hello, Mrs. Ackworth. Your son signed up for tutoring so he can pass his Biology final and graduate with his class. I’m here to … Fill the need… and pound some lessons into him! It would be a pity if he lost that football scholarship since he’s so good at handling balls, and would miss all the comaraderie with his team-mates in the shower.”
A visible flush of heat lit Ryan’s cheeks with a red glow as his aged shot to his moist crotch and a barely audible gasp left his mother’s pretty lips. “Well, um… Ryan’s not here right now, uh… Neil, did you say?” asked Ryan as his eyes strayed from the nerd’s gaze to the noticeable swell beginning to rise in the young man’s trousers. “But, those… er- uhm, books look heavy. Won’t you come…” Ryan took a seductive step back to open the door farther, thinking, {{oh-HELL! i can NOT seriously want this geek to… wait! i’m passing Bio.}}, “…ins-side and put it- er, that- I-uh, THEM some…where?” he finished as Neil walked past, letting an arm ‘accidentally’ brush against one of Ryan’s hard nipples.
“Thank you, MA’AM.” replied Neil, setting the stack of texts on the hall table while Ryan closed – and locked – the door. “Ryan isn’t here, you say? What a shame,” said Neil, turning to see Ryan striking a hip-jut-out/head-tilted/hand-on-kimono-sash pose, “I scheduled the whole afternoon to drill the reproductive system into you… Uh, I mean, your…son. Oh, and… How did you know my name, MRS. Ackworth?” Neil queried, trying to suppress his knowing smirk… But not the growing stiffness in his pants. …”
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Perhaps I should leave things there… Although, there is SO much more potential to this tail- erm, TALE. (sometimes I simply ramble too much. wouldn’t you say, M?) I just cannot help but imagine that Neil would like to enjoy his revenge – and “rubbing it into Ryan” – from a closer perspective. After all; What fun is turning a belligerent jock into a cum-slut-MILF if you don’t get to fuck him yourself?!
And raise your hands, gurlz, if you ever got tormented by any of the dicks, uh, I mean members, of the football – or any other – team? (asks Elle-Jae with her hand up)
Elle,
That is a much harder . . . er . . . stiffer punishment?! Than the original, yet me thinks the tail . . . uhm . . . tale (damn it, stupid typos) of woe might have been driven home by yet another . . . well hung . . . ah . . . hehehe protagonist.
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Turning off the shower Ryan leaned forward water still sluicing from his new, soft, sensitive skin. Resting one arm against the cool tiles Ryan leaned forward and looked down at his pudgy, aged, yet still sexy, body and his eyes fastened upon his large succulent udders as the hung, with a new enormous weight, beneath his once sculpted chest. In a twisted fascination Ryan watched as the water from the shower collected at the tips of his bright pink nipples.
“This is impossible,” he muttered and winced at the sound of his mother’s voice. He wanted nothing more than to stay where he was, now that he was clean, and to forget the carnal sensations that had driven him to the heights of erotic bliss all afternoon.
As he blotted his soft skin dry he thought he heard a noise from the kitchen. ‘Oh, god’ he thought, ‘did someone break in? I-Is this a robbery? I’m too weak to stop anyone. . .’ Ryan’s mind was racing in a panic as he realized he no longer had the strength to protect himself. He slid into his mom’s sexy silk bathrobe, as though the flimsy material might offer some protection. Then he froze in terror, his mind unable to fathom what might happen to him. How this stranger might use him. How he might be taken, forced into his own bedroom and used to satisfy the needs of some thug. His heart raced and he felt a prickling sensation race over his skin as a deep ache began to build in his crotch.
“Mom, I’m home!”
At those simple words relief flood him and Ryan rushed into the living room and threw himself at his former body. ‘I was so tall . . . so strong . . . so virile,’ the thought flashed through his mind as he pressed his luscious flesh to his former body in a desperate hug.
Neil, having used his spell to take over Ryan’s body, leaving Ryan’s mom in his skin at the chess club, now ran his large strong hands over Ryan’s new, full, round bodacious bottom. As he did Ryan felt a heat begin between her legs and her knees felt weak and her enormous nipples grew hard. Then Neil, sensing his spell at work, grabbed a handful of Ryan’s long hair and forced his head back.
“You look so hot, mom. I think it’s time for you to welcome me home properly.”
Ryan’s eyes got larger and larger, “M-Mom?” he whispered. Grinning Neil nodded, “I’ve always wondered what it would be like to be a man. I’ve got to say, I LOVE it. Did you have fun being a woman?”
“Oh, god, yes. I love it!” Ryan felt shock course through him. He’d meant to say that he hated it. To accuse her of stealing his life and then he continued in a rush. “I just love the way my new pussy feels, especially when I get a big fat cock in it.”
“I’m so glad you feel that way son. I’d only planned for this to be a temporary thing, but if you love it so much . . .”
“Oh, I do. In fact I-I need some . . . some cock, right now.” To Ryan’s horror the words seemed to simply flow from his mouth without him having any control.
“In that case, then I’ve got just what you need. You see, Ryan, I’ve always dreamed about what it would feel like to fuck my own, hot, body.” Neil lied enjoying the mixed look of lust, horror, longing, and humiliation flash across Ryan’s middle-aged feminine features. “Now get down on you’re knees and show me what you learned this afternoon.” Neil ordered with Ryan’s commanding voice.
Ryan’s eyes flashed to the enormous bulge in his former jeans and he started to drool. Heart racing, Ryan could feel his own eager juices leaking from his well used pussy lips. Slowly as if in a dream he slid to his knees, then he licked his hot puffy red lips and reached out using his new delicate feminine hands unbuckled his own jeans.
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I’ll take a cue from Elle and stop there. As you can see, there are many depths, twists, and turns Neil’s on-going revenge have yet to take . . .
IS
Zapper
There’s one thing that might make Neil’s revenge just a bit sweeter for him… and a lot more torturous for Ryan…
“… It wasn’t very long after Ryan had shown the plumber his mom’s ass-crack and he took time to go pee, (marveling at how amazing it felt to wad up some t.p. and wipe the slick, distended flaps of his sensitive, swollen labia), and freshen up some, that the doorbell rang. So, Ryan grabbed his mother’s, very-short silk kimono, to answer the door with her garment barely covering his low-hanging teats… and even lower womanhood.
Ryan opened the door to see a tall, skinny, bespectacled young man holding an armload of textbooks smiling down at him and thought, {{Oh-shit! what’s HE doing here?!… and, what does it matter… as long as he can FUCK!? oh, NO! i did NOT just think that!}}
Neil feigned shock at the attire of Ryan’s “mom” and said, “Hello, Mrs. Ackworth. Your son signed up for tutoring so he can pass his Biology final and graduate with his class. I’m here to … Fill the need… and pound some lessons into him! It would be a pity if he lost that football scholarship since he’s so good at handling balls, and would miss all the comaraderie with his team-mates in the shower.”
A visible flush of heat lit Ryan’s cheeks with a red glow as his aged shot to his moist crotch and a barely audible gasp left his mother’s pretty lips. “Well, um… Ryan’s not here right now, uh… Neil, did you say?” asked Ryan as his eyes strayed from the nerd’s gaze to the noticeable swell beginning to rise in the young man’s trousers. “But, those… er- uhm, books look heavy. Won’t you come…” Ryan took a seductive step back to open the door farther, thinking, {{oh-HELL! i can NOT seriously want this geek to… wait! i’m passing Bio.}}, “…ins-side and put it- er, that- I-uh, THEM some…where?” he finished as Neil walked past, letting an arm ‘accidentally’ brush against one of Ryan’s hard nipples.
“Thank you, MA’AM.” replied Neil, setting the stack of texts on the hall table while Ryan closed – and locked – the door. “Ryan isn’t here, you say? What a shame,” said Neil, turning to see Ryan striking a hip-jut-out/head-tilted/hand-on-kimono-sash pose, “I scheduled the whole afternoon to drill the reproductive system into you… Uh, I mean, your…son. Oh, and… How did you know my name, MRS. Ackworth?” Neil queried, trying to suppress his knowing smirk… But not the growing stiffness in his pants. …”
— — —
Perhaps I should leave things there… Although, there is SO much more potential to this tail- erm, TALE. (sometimes I simply ramble too much. wouldn’t you say, M?) I just cannot help but imagine that Neil would like to enjoy his revenge – and “rubbing it into Ryan” – from a closer perspective. After all; What fun is turning a belligerent jock into a cum-slut-MILF if you don’t get to fuck him yourself?!
And raise your hands, gurlz, if you ever got tormented by any of the dicks, uh, I mean members, of the football – or any other – team? (asks Elle-Jae with her hand up)
Peace,Love&Kisses;
Elle
Can you make one of when a man switches race along with the body swap