Kinktober 2021: Day 15. Bodyswap

 If a month ago you'd told James Peterson that soon he'd not only be a woman but a straight woman, happily spreading her legs and taking her boyfriend's magnificent cock, he'd have called you a liar or crazy or maybe punched you in the face depending on his mood. But that had been before. 

Before the event. 

The strange, still unexplained purple light in the sky that had caused half the town to black out and wake up, different.

 When James woke up he'd swapped bodies with Kelly, his girlfriend. He had her full firm breasts her smooth shapely legs and, most shockingly to him, her tight soft pussy. 

She in turn was overwhelmed to be waking up with his muscular physique and aching morning erection. 

Along with the others affected they spent the next few days adjusting to their new bodies. As James worked at walking naturally with his swaying hips and remembering to wipe when he peed it slowly became clear that they had exchanged more than physical traits.

Kelly discovered she now had his love of strong black coffee while he suddenly preferred fruit teas. 

He was developing a keen interest in reality TV matched by a new enthusiasm for team sports on her part. 

What really threw him though was the realisation that he was no longer interested in women. It was bizarre and disorienting to look at Kelly's body in the mirror and feel nothing but the distant ghost of excitement. He could still appreciate his new body, it was without doubt an excellent example of its type. But now it held no more interest for him than an oil painting or a new pair of shoes. 

At least I don't have to worry about turning into a total narcissist he'd reflected ruefully. 

For a while he worried he'd lost the ability to become aroused. The actresses and singers he used to fantasise about left him cold. Even porn had little effect on him, the plastic bodies and theatrical moans of the girls as they posed and ground against each other seemed more comic than sexy now. 

It wasn't until he clicked on an amateur video that the truth dawned on him. It had been a pretty basic scenario. A single camera set up in the corner of their bedroom while the young couple made love on the bed. 

He watched spellbound as they kissed and entwined. Bitting his lip at the girl's soft gasp when her lover entered her. Entranced by his tight muscular ass as he fucked her. 

Like a damn breaking all the erotic feelings he thought he'd lost came flooding back. His new pussy ached with need. His eager fingers flew across his soaking wet snatch seeming to know exactly where to touch him. He rubbed himself to his first female orgasm in a matter of minutes leaving him stunned by the intensity of it. 

After he wondered if he should feel so calm about cumming hard picturing a man fucking him like the guy in the video. He waited for a sense of guilt or maybe disgust to materialise but all he felt was excited at the thought of living out the fantasy for really. 

I summoned the thought of Kelly. Kelly as she was now, in the body he still thought of as his. He felt his nipples tighten as he pictured her broad shoulders and strong hands. He wanted her, he admitted to himself. Wanted her more now than he ever had before the swap.

Even better, he thought, if his feelings were another thing they'd swapped then she almost certainly felt the same way about him.

When he shyly approached the subject later that day she surprised and thrilled James by practically dragging him to bed. He delighted in surrendering his body to her and she took it with a barely restrained intensity that delighted them both.

In the weeks that followed James slowly came to think of himself as Jamie, accepting that she was a woman now, a woman I love with her man.

 They made love many times. Trying every position and combination their new bodies would allow but her favourite remained how they'd done it that first time. On her back with the weight of him pinning her to the bed. 

Everytime they did she would wrap her long legs around him and vow never to let him go.