New Tenant

Mitch was excited to be going away to college. Moving out of his parents basement, meeting new people, maybe even finally getting a girlfriend, the possibilities seemed endless.

His chances of finally losing his virginity were further improved by the fact he had managed to get a small apartment off campus, thanks to a small inheritance from a distant uncle. He couldn’t help grinning as he settled into his new place already picturing how popular this place was going to make him,true is was a bit small and not in the best neighbourhood but it was cheap, fully furnished and he had it all to himself. In fact the only slight drawback was that “ fully furnished “ actually seems to mean full of the old tenant's crap. Every cupboard and drawer was full of clothes and personal effects, some of the effects were very personal indeed. (He had blushed like a schoolgirl when he opened a draw to find it full of sex toys, how many dildos did one woman need?)

When he had ask the landlord about it the man had explained that the previous occupant had skipped out owing rent but that her loss was Mitch’s gain. Since the landlord couldn’t be bothered to clear the apartment out Mitch was welcome to keep anything useful and to dispose of the rest as he saw fit.

So it was Mitch spent the first few days of his freshman year sifting the abandoned possessions of a woman he had never met. At the start he had hoped to find some valuables, jewellery perhaps or maybe a watch but it soon became clear that anything worth having was long gone. Still he had managed to pick out what looked like some good quality lingerie (mostly F cup bras) and a box full of dresses that he hoped to sell to a thrift shop for a few bucks, the rest of the junk he had bagged up to take to the city dump.

He was about to start schlepping it down to his car when the bag split spilling pre-owned panties over his floor. He cursed kicking the lacy pile and then cursed again as he stubbed his toe on something hard. In the middle of the pile was an elegantly crafted wooden box, Mitch couldn’t understand how he had missed it when he was filling the bags. He picked it up hearing it rattle as he shook it, his curiosity well and truly piqued he searched for the catch to open it. It took him several minutes to puzzle it out but when he finally gets it he is rewarded with a click as the box springs open and a long string of pearls spills out into his hands. He holds them up to the light marvelling at their lustre a part of his mind already trying to estimate the value of this unexpected windfall.

“Damn I wonder what else I missed?” he muses

He resolves to check again and without really thinking about it he hooks the string of pearls around his neck and starts opening the boxes and bags again. Almost immediately he begins to feel strange, his skin itches and his head aches. He shakes his head trying to clear it but the feeling persists, the itching seems to concentrate in his chest. He scratches at it thinking it must be some kind of allergic reaction. He pulls off his top expecting to see an angry rash but instead he sees his is perfectly smooth, smoother than he has ever seen it in fact. His sparse chest hair has vanished and his normally pale skin has developed a deep even tan. As he watches his chest changes fat swelling under his nipples forming fleshy buds that grow into perky breasts that develop into full heavy tits.

“Holly shit! That’s one hell of an allergic reaction” as he speaks his voice cracks, pitching higher until it settles at a warm soprano.

He jumps as long hair tickles his bare shoulders turning bottle blonde as it grows. He struggles to take in all the changes happening to his body as he shrinks and grows more feminine. His hips strain against the band of his jeans and he tears them off just in time to see his manhood fold into the soft cleft of a brand new pussy.

He looks over his transformed body feeling strangely calm he cups his new breasts feeling a pleasant tingle as the pliant flesh gives under his slim fingers. His pussy responds,  growing warm and wet between his legs, the feeling is shocking and new but a part of him finds it oddly familiar. The sense of familiarity grows as he explores himself, he seems to remember being in this very room before, being in this body, touching it just like this. He finds new memories opening up in his mind, memories that seem to belong with this body. He still knows who he is but alongside own his own thoughts he recalls a whole different life, a life where he is not a horny teenage virgin but a mature experienced woman. He blushes as he suddenly recalls this body losing her virginity to the captain of the high school football team, having a three-way during her college graduation, blowing her first boss while he was on the phone to his ex wife. The list goes on making his body burn with lust as a lifetime of  sexual adventures crash into his head. He rubs at his aching cunt one thought at the forefront of his mind. He needs cock and he needs it now, luckily some of his recent memories tell him exactly where he can get one. He has a clear image in his mind of his young handsome neighbour, partly from his own recollections but much more vividly from his new memories.

He smiles wickedly remembering how the sweet boy had offered to fix her plumbing and how his strong hands and thick cock had done so much more. Her “plumbing” had needed fixing on a regular basis after that an arrangement that had suited them both very well. Mitch can’t see any reason why he shouldn’t revive that arrangement now that both this apartment and this body have a new tenant.