“…
{my sister!?!}, thought Anthony in shocking realization of his new station in life. “L- like Lily? B- but sh- she’s my ww-yy-is-st… Oh-ffFUCK!” Anthony yelled that last louder than he noticed.
“What’s that, young man?!” came the voice of his mother-in-law – now mother.
“N-uh… I just said, that it SUCKS to keep being compared to miss-perfect!.. Mm-mom,” trying to cover his shock and dismay, which were slowly increasing with the arousal of his new member under his shorts.
The last thing Anthony could remember before…this…was brushing his teeth and turning to leave the honeymoon suite’s bathroom so he and Lily could have some ‘breakfast-in-bed’ before taking-in some of the sights. Thinking of the last two days and nights he’d spent consummating his marriage to the lovely Lily was making his dick swell quickly. But, there was an odd sensation keeping it from straightening up in his underwear – not to mention that his chest felt like there was some kind of band around it.
“Oh-hell-no!” he whispered in the wavering voice of Mike’s body as he simultaneously pulled his t-shirt up & his shorts down. The reflection of Mike’s eighteen-year-old body revealed the matching, magenta bra-&-panties – trimmed in white lace – that Lily had been wearing the night he proposed to her. “I had a feeling the little-shit was a sissy!” said Anthony in a matter-of-fact manner that sounded incongruous when he saw Mike’s mouth say it with a breathy, mid-range timbre.
Unable to stand the strain of the silky fabric struggling to contain his smaller dick &…hairless balls(?)…the formerly large, muscular man slid a thumb under the waist of the panties to ease the pressure and… “H-huh-h…hoh-h-man! That feels rrreeeely… NICE! Hm-mm-hm!” Anthony could not help gasping with the sensation of the smooth satin against his shaven skin and slowly let his hand roam the foreign lands of Mike’s…sexy triangle. This brought some panting breaths and some fluttering eyelids for a few moments before he noticed the shadow that was accenting his new eyes.
Anthony’s other hand began to trace the padded bra cups he had once peeled from Lily’s beautifully-perky B-cup breasts and now he noticed an odd, sticky weight beneath them so, he gently peeled that same bra from what was now his own chest, only to find a pair of self-adhesive chicken-cutlets adding a touch of weight & fullness to his chest. Before he even realized it, “God, I wish I could have a sexy body like Lily’s,” had escaped his lips – which Anthony now noticed were covered with a light coat of tinted gloss and the hand rubbing his diminutive manhood had brought his aching balls to the point of…
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Meanwhile, back at the honeymoon suite:
Lily watched her former mouth wrap around her glistening new member while Mike cleaned their combined juices from his husband’s, still-raging, cock. She let a low growl of pleasure rumble in her stubbly throat and said, “You’ve GOT to be better at that than I ever was, my lovely bride,” and watched a smile brighten her former brother’s eyes before adding, “You know… Lily, that scientists believe a shortage of testosterone in-utero may be responsible for men wanting to become women and rewires the brain towards trans-sexual tendencies.”
The new Lily nearly choked on the new Anthony’s thick cock as she pulled off his member giggling in near hysterics. “Hehe-h-ho-ffFUck, si…uh, Thony! I was wearing yo…er, MY proposal panty-set when this swap-thing happened. So… Now that awful prick has my brain and…”
They both erupted in rich, deep-felt laughter for a few minutes, then Anthony said, “That’s right. Now that we’ve got what we always wanted, ‘poor-li’l-Mikey’ will be wanting what you always did! But, so do I, Lily! Hop that sexy-little slit up on my man-meat, baby! To hell with sight-seeing! I want to keep fucking my new wife for the rest of our honeymoon!.. And beyond!”
…”
Just to push this tale back into the realm of semi-reality…or something like that, gurlz!
Mike’s body hummed with pleasure, carnal sensations coursed through him as Anthony, his sister’s husband, expertly used one hand to massage his soft-luscious breast while kissing an erogenous spot on his neck just below his ear.
“Mhmmm . . . I-I’m not,” Mike tried to moan as feminine sensations assaulted his male mind making it hard to think.
Anthony moved a hand possessively around Mike’s tiny waist lighting a fire of erotic need within Mike’s soft body. Then Anthony’s questing had found the nub of flesh just above Mike’s new slit.
“Oh, babe, it feels like you’re ready to me.” Anthony growled into Mike’s delicate ear as his probing digit parted Mikes dripping lower lips.
“O-Oh, god, ahhhh . . . d-don’t stop.” Mike gasped.
“I’m not gonna stop . . . Mike.” Anthony said and pushed Mike over until he had access to Mike’s pussy from behind. Then with a deliberate thrust Anthony drove his cock into Mike causing Mike’s eyes to go wide and his toes to curl in pleasure. Anthony quickly started pistoning his mighty man-meat into Mike driving him over the edge in seconds.
Slowly coming down from his first female orgasm Anthony’s words sank in, “W-What happened? Y-You know I’m not Lily?”
At this Lily laughed and scooped up her former body and carried it to her honeymoon bed. Mike tried to wiggle out from Lily’s strong arms but she pinned her former body under her and once again pushed her cock into Mike’s delightful pie.
“Of course, I know it’s you in there, dear brother.” She rumbled building up a rhythm. “I was the one who cast the spell. Just like I know that you always wanted to be a woman . . . and I wanted to be a man. I just didn’t want your pathetic out-of-work looser life and body. Instead, I’ve got Anthony’s riches, his playboy-hot-body, and my little brother gets to be the sex-crazed trophy-wife, he always wanted to be.”
Mike wrapped her legs around Lily’s masculine waist moving in time to Lily’s thrusting. “O-Oh-right-there-AAahhhhh . . .”
“To seal the spell,” Lily gasped, as Mike started using his new inner ring of muscles to squeeze Lily’s rod. “I-I just need to cum . . . oh-fuck . . . in . . . you.” Lily panted. Then she felt the unique male sensation of her balls pulling up. The explosion of great ropy spurts of seed filled her former womb and tingling sensation raced through her. Lily threw back her head to howl in triumphant masculine pleasure as the spell was sealed.
Mike’s feminine moans of pleasure echoed Lily’s. His whole body was so filled with delight, as he experienced his second female orgasm, that he failed to notice the tingling sensation that raced through him.
***
On the other side of town Anthony felt a strange tingling sensation rushing through his scrawny body. In shock, he used a hand to push the coke-bottle-thick glasses up his nose as he stared, in horror, at the pimple faced reflection in the mirror.
“T-This is impossible! I’m in Mike’s body?!” The idea that he was now in the body of Lily’s kid brother, the boy he enjoyed teasing and picking on, left him shaking in disgust.
“Mike! Are you going to look for a job today?” Mike’s mom shouted through the bedroom door. “If you think you can spend all your time in your room playing video games, young man, you are wrong! I will throw you out before I let you waste your life hiding in your room. Why can’t you be more like your sister?”
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M, I hope you don’t mind my little continuation of your story . . . 🙂
Lily must be made out of clay before she is played by two different Adult film stars.
Elle,
Damn. Nice added twist! lol
Cheers
Zapper
Nor either one of you mine, M & Z?
“…
{my sister!?!}, thought Anthony in shocking realization of his new station in life. “L- like Lily? B- but sh- she’s my ww-yy-is-st… Oh-ffFUCK!” Anthony yelled that last louder than he noticed.
“What’s that, young man?!” came the voice of his mother-in-law – now mother.
“N-uh… I just said, that it SUCKS to keep being compared to miss-perfect!.. Mm-mom,” trying to cover his shock and dismay, which were slowly increasing with the arousal of his new member under his shorts.
The last thing Anthony could remember before…this…was brushing his teeth and turning to leave the honeymoon suite’s bathroom so he and Lily could have some ‘breakfast-in-bed’ before taking-in some of the sights. Thinking of the last two days and nights he’d spent consummating his marriage to the lovely Lily was making his dick swell quickly. But, there was an odd sensation keeping it from straightening up in his underwear – not to mention that his chest felt like there was some kind of band around it.
“Oh-hell-no!” he whispered in the wavering voice of Mike’s body as he simultaneously pulled his t-shirt up & his shorts down. The reflection of Mike’s eighteen-year-old body revealed the matching, magenta bra-&-panties – trimmed in white lace – that Lily had been wearing the night he proposed to her. “I had a feeling the little-shit was a sissy!” said Anthony in a matter-of-fact manner that sounded incongruous when he saw Mike’s mouth say it with a breathy, mid-range timbre.
Unable to stand the strain of the silky fabric struggling to contain his smaller dick &…hairless balls(?)…the formerly large, muscular man slid a thumb under the waist of the panties to ease the pressure and… “H-huh-h…hoh-h-man! That feels rrreeeely… NICE! Hm-mm-hm!” Anthony could not help gasping with the sensation of the smooth satin against his shaven skin and slowly let his hand roam the foreign lands of Mike’s…sexy triangle. This brought some panting breaths and some fluttering eyelids for a few moments before he noticed the shadow that was accenting his new eyes.
Anthony’s other hand began to trace the padded bra cups he had once peeled from Lily’s beautifully-perky B-cup breasts and now he noticed an odd, sticky weight beneath them so, he gently peeled that same bra from what was now his own chest, only to find a pair of self-adhesive chicken-cutlets adding a touch of weight & fullness to his chest. Before he even realized it, “God, I wish I could have a sexy body like Lily’s,” had escaped his lips – which Anthony now noticed were covered with a light coat of tinted gloss and the hand rubbing his diminutive manhood had brought his aching balls to the point of…
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Meanwhile, back at the honeymoon suite:
Lily watched her former mouth wrap around her glistening new member while Mike cleaned their combined juices from his husband’s, still-raging, cock. She let a low growl of pleasure rumble in her stubbly throat and said, “You’ve GOT to be better at that than I ever was, my lovely bride,” and watched a smile brighten her former brother’s eyes before adding, “You know… Lily, that scientists believe a shortage of testosterone in-utero may be responsible for men wanting to become women and rewires the brain towards trans-sexual tendencies.”
The new Lily nearly choked on the new Anthony’s thick cock as she pulled off his member giggling in near hysterics. “Hehe-h-ho-ffFUck, si…uh, Thony! I was wearing yo…er, MY proposal panty-set when this swap-thing happened. So… Now that awful prick has my brain and…”
They both erupted in rich, deep-felt laughter for a few minutes, then Anthony said, “That’s right. Now that we’ve got what we always wanted, ‘poor-li’l-Mikey’ will be wanting what you always did! But, so do I, Lily! Hop that sexy-little slit up on my man-meat, baby! To hell with sight-seeing! I want to keep fucking my new wife for the rest of our honeymoon!.. And beyond!”
…”
Just to push this tale back into the realm of semi-reality…or something like that, gurlz!
Peace,Lust&Kinkiness!!!
Elle
Very hot, M! I dying to know what happened . . .
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Mike’s body hummed with pleasure, carnal sensations coursed through him as Anthony, his sister’s husband, expertly used one hand to massage his soft-luscious breast while kissing an erogenous spot on his neck just below his ear.
“Mhmmm . . . I-I’m not,” Mike tried to moan as feminine sensations assaulted his male mind making it hard to think.
Anthony moved a hand possessively around Mike’s tiny waist lighting a fire of erotic need within Mike’s soft body. Then Anthony’s questing had found the nub of flesh just above Mike’s new slit.
“Oh, babe, it feels like you’re ready to me.” Anthony growled into Mike’s delicate ear as his probing digit parted Mikes dripping lower lips.
“O-Oh, god, ahhhh . . . d-don’t stop.” Mike gasped.
“I’m not gonna stop . . . Mike.” Anthony said and pushed Mike over until he had access to Mike’s pussy from behind. Then with a deliberate thrust Anthony drove his cock into Mike causing Mike’s eyes to go wide and his toes to curl in pleasure. Anthony quickly started pistoning his mighty man-meat into Mike driving him over the edge in seconds.
Slowly coming down from his first female orgasm Anthony’s words sank in, “W-What happened? Y-You know I’m not Lily?”
At this Lily laughed and scooped up her former body and carried it to her honeymoon bed. Mike tried to wiggle out from Lily’s strong arms but she pinned her former body under her and once again pushed her cock into Mike’s delightful pie.
“Of course, I know it’s you in there, dear brother.” She rumbled building up a rhythm. “I was the one who cast the spell. Just like I know that you always wanted to be a woman . . . and I wanted to be a man. I just didn’t want your pathetic out-of-work looser life and body. Instead, I’ve got Anthony’s riches, his playboy-hot-body, and my little brother gets to be the sex-crazed trophy-wife, he always wanted to be.”
Mike wrapped her legs around Lily’s masculine waist moving in time to Lily’s thrusting. “O-Oh-right-there-AAahhhhh . . .”
“To seal the spell,” Lily gasped, as Mike started using his new inner ring of muscles to squeeze Lily’s rod. “I-I just need to cum . . . oh-fuck . . . in . . . you.” Lily panted. Then she felt the unique male sensation of her balls pulling up. The explosion of great ropy spurts of seed filled her former womb and tingling sensation raced through her. Lily threw back her head to howl in triumphant masculine pleasure as the spell was sealed.
Mike’s feminine moans of pleasure echoed Lily’s. His whole body was so filled with delight, as he experienced his second female orgasm, that he failed to notice the tingling sensation that raced through him.
***
On the other side of town Anthony felt a strange tingling sensation rushing through his scrawny body. In shock, he used a hand to push the coke-bottle-thick glasses up his nose as he stared, in horror, at the pimple faced reflection in the mirror.
“T-This is impossible! I’m in Mike’s body?!” The idea that he was now in the body of Lily’s kid brother, the boy he enjoyed teasing and picking on, left him shaking in disgust.
“Mike! Are you going to look for a job today?” Mike’s mom shouted through the bedroom door. “If you think you can spend all your time in your room playing video games, young man, you are wrong! I will throw you out before I let you waste your life hiding in your room. Why can’t you be more like your sister?”
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M, I hope you don’t mind my little continuation of your story . . . 🙂
Cheers
Zapper