Ask for forgiveness even later

A hot variation of Ask for forgiveness later, courtesy of Zapper. I like it!:

Mason moved toward the window, flashlight falling to the floor unnoticed, as he brought slender feminine fingers up to his face. “E-Emily?” The sound of a soft alto, so different from his normal deep bass shocked him. Mason had seen several pictures of Jess’s mom but they hadn’t done justice to the very sexy, if slightly chubby, forty-year-old. Mason could feel every inch of his new female form, from the heavy weight of Emily’s full breasts to the round full bottom that had replaced his athletic ass, to the smooth curve of his feminine crotch.

“O-oh, fuck. Jess!” The realization hit Mason, his girlfriend Jess had wanted to swap bodies and then have sex. The idea of being a woman was a little scary and at the same time very exciting. Yet, Mason had refused, the idea of screwing his own body, being impaled by his own one-eyed monster, Jess driving him to the heights of ecstasy with his tool had been too much. So he’d told her no.

“Hey, Emily, forget the circuit-breaker and come back to bed.” Mason spun around and lost his balance. Luckily, Emily’s husband, Jess’s step-dad, Hank was there. “I know you’re a light-weight, but two glasses of wine and your already tipsy?”

“I-I don’t . . .” Mason started to say and then he realized all he was wearing was a t-shirt and pink panties. Hank was completely naked!

“Well, don’t worry babe, I’ve got just what you need.”

Hank scooped Mason up in his strong arms and carried him through the dark house to the bedroom. Mason felt so small and helpless in Hank’s strong arms and the wine in his system made it hard to think. When Hank settled them onto the bed and started kissing him Mason tried to protest but his body was on fire with need. Then feeling Hank suck, hard, on a fat pink nipple caused Mason to curl his toes and whisper, “I-I need you.”

At first he didn’t even realize he’d spoken and then he felt Hank hook the side of his panties pulling them down.

Mason wiggled his large hips to help and felt a slap of cold air on his hot moist pussy lips. Then Hank moved up pressing the helmet of his cock against Mason’s aching moist tunnel. The feeling of sensitive skin on skin sent little jolts of electricity through Mason’s body and then the popping sensation as Hank thrust deep into Mason, filling him, felt better than he could have imagined.
“Ahhhhhh” he moaned wrapping his legs around Hank’s pistoning hips.

On the other side of town Jess let out a deep manly groan of pleasure as she impaled Emily, in her hot young body, with her new manly spear. Magic set her blood to fire and Jess felt her borrowed balls pull up tight . . . Just as she shot a load of Mason’s seed into her former womb Hank exploded into Emily’s pussy.

Nine months later Mason pushed out Jess’s little brother while one room over Emily gave birth to her daughter’s daughter. Jess still stuck in Mason’s body, until he gave birth, held Emily’s hand playing the role of the proud father.