Date: Sat, 5 Jun 2010 11:30:51 -0700
From: secondary2@live.ca
Subject: Theft

"Can I get you a drink?" Sophie asked me. "That would be great." I
replied. The two of us had never been that close when she was married to my
older brother, Steve, and now that they were divorced I didn't know why she
was being so nice to me. She was thirty-seven, ten years older than me. I
sympathised with my brother for leaving her, as the two of them were never
right for each other. She was not much of a mother either, alternately
spoiling and punishing their one daughter. The daughter, Cindy, had left
with her father when they split. This left Sophie alone.

Sophie was fairly attractive for her age, her dark curly hair was lush and
well maintained, and her skin was smooth and pale. She did have a few extra
pounds on her however, though she drew attention away from this my showing
off more of her large breasts as was tasteful. I had never questioned my
brother taste in her looks; the biggest problem was that I sometimes
thought she might be a little crazy. It turns out I was dead right about
that.

I began feeling a little uncomfortable, wondering if she was about to try
and get me to fill my brother's shoes. I smiled cordially as I took the
drink from her hand. I took a deep sip and reclined on the couch, careful
to keep my distance from her. "So what's up?" I asked. "Not much," She
replied," I just felt like talking to someone. I always liked hanging out
with you." I silently wondered 'Since when?' but kept my mouth shut. "Just
after the whole divorce I just wanted a distraction, to get away from
everything for a while." I nodded. "Glad I can help." I said, still
wary. "That's what I wanted to see to you about," She said. "I think you
could really help me out." Here is comes, I thought.

She smiled and stopped talking though. I was about to ask her what she
meant when I suddenly felt very dizzy. My mouth failed to make words, and
when I tried to stand up I just fell flat on my face. The empty glass fell
from my fingers and rolled away...

When I came to I noticed several things wrong. For one, I was no longer in
the couch but face down on a bed. Secondly, I couldn't move my arms and
soon realized that my hands were tied to the bed frame. Thirdly, there was
long, dark hair all around my face. As I wriggled on the bed I could tell
that some of my clothes had been removed; I was no longer wearing any
pants. One of my legs was tied down too, and though there was some give in
the ropes I couldn't reach far enough to untie myself. During all this I
became aware of something else, the more I moved the more I felt that there
was a heavy weight on my chest. In fact, I felt much flabbier than normal
all over my body.

I turned my head and looked down. What I saw was a huge set of breasts
peeking out of a bra. My shirt was open and I recognized it as the one
Sophie had been wearing. It can't be... I thought as I tried to deny the
evidence of what I saw. Just then I heard someone enter the room. Craning
my head over my shoulder I saw a man standing in the doorway. He seemed
very blurry, and I had to squint to make out his face. It was my own face I
saw, my own body standing there grinning. I remembered that Sophie was
somewhat near-sighted, and I realised my eyesight was bad because I wasn't
wearing her glasses.

"I'm sure you've figured it out now." She said in my voice. "I told you you
could help me get away for a while." I didn't know what to say at first,
but gradually i managed to think clearly. "How?" I managed to stammer. "You
don't need to know that." She said plainly. "You can't leave me like this."
I said. "Not yet." She replied. "But soon I will be able to do just that."
She removed her shirt and tossed it aside. Then off came her pants. "What
are you doing?" I demanded to know, dreading the answer. She reached inside
her shorts and stroked my old cock under the fabric. "Mmmm," She said,
"This is going to be fun." She circled around closer to me.

"You see, there is a second part to this swap," She explained. "We've
swapped bodies so far, but now I'm going to make sure you don't tell any
one who you really are. I thought it would be more fun for you to be awake
for this, so I waited. I wanted to break you in, as it were, to your new
life." I turned to look at her as she sat down next to me. "You see, the
moment I cum in you, you will find it impossible to say or do anything that
would give away what happened. You will have some free will, but all the
things I would normally do in certain situations will happen whether you
want them to or not." I tried to call her bluff, but she didn't even blink.

"Now let's introduce you to those new tits of yours. I think you're going
to like them."

She reached up and started squeezing my chest. I struggled at first, but a
certain curiosity let me allow her to continue. I couldn't help but notice
that it felt really good, and my nipples started to get hard under my bra.
She kept at this until I felt my body start to get aroused, despite my
wishes. Then she reached back and started to gently caress my new pussy
through my panties. I tried to move away but I could get her to stop. She
teased me slowly at first, and then eventually she pulled the fabric of the
underwear aside and started to run her finger up and down my slit. I felt
her hands spread my pubic hair as she concentrated her efforts on what I
assumed was my clit.

I felt moisture building up down there, coating my bush. Tauntingly she
slid a single finger inside my pussy. She moved it around within me,
causing me to gasp. "It seems you enjoy sex as much as I did." She
said. "I'm glad, since you'll be in that body for a while you might as well
have fun. In fact, you may find you'll open your legs for any young stud
that seems willing." I whimpered as she curled her finger inside of me. "I
may come back and fuck you once in a while, if I have nothing else to do."
I tried to deny it, but my body was responding very well to her touch. My
new pussy seemed soaking wet as she fingered me, and I started to feel a
craving for something more filling. "You may be stuck in a body with a
little extra body fat, but at least you have these nice, bit tits. I'm sure
you can attract men well enough with that rack, I always managed." She said
as she manoeuvred my bra off my shoulders and down to my waist.

The silk shirt I was now wearing hung open around me, and my new breasts
swung free. I feel them swaying back and forth on my chest every time I
moved. Sophie reached up and started to play with them with her free hand,
still fingering me with the other. She squeezed my tits and played with my
nipples, which were now extremely sensitive. I started to moan as she
pleasured me. Despite my horror at the situation, what she was doing felt
incredibly good. My hands were still tied to the head of the bed, but I
wasn't struggling against the ropes any more. She suddenly yanked my
panties down and ripped them off over my feet. She spread my legs and held
my ankles down as she crawled up directly behind me.

"Get up on all fours." She demanded. I refused, pulling against my bonds
again. I knew exactly what she was going to do. "No?" Sophie asked calmly
when I did not comply, "Well that's fine, I can get at everything just as
well when your laying flat." I felt my large chest squish into the pillows
as she laid her heavy body down on top of me. I felt her pull my ass cheeks
apart as she nestled her cock against my nethers. I felt the hard flesh of
my old penis slide over the smooth skin on my new backside. The head of my
old dick pointed down, past the small bush of pubic hair, and aimed at the
dripping wet entrance to my new body.

Sophie pushed forward. I let out a few feeble protests as I tried to fight
against it, but it was no use. I felt the tip of the cock pop into me and
then, in one smooth action, she penetrated me to the hilt. I was so moist
that there was no resistance, and I felt fort the first time the sensation
of having my body open up to a man. I felt the length of her tool prod
around deep inside my belly, and my body stretched to accommodate her
width. She sighed and held herself there for a moment. "Oh yes," She said
softly, "I'm going to love this all right."

With that she started to withdraw her cock, only to pump it back into me
just as I was beginning to feel empty. I struggled, but as soon as I
realised I couldn't move away I started to lose myself into the
experience. After a few moments the revulsion disappeared and I started to
feel really good. In fact, It was safe to say that it was a new
sensation. I had never felt to taken, so enveloped and ravished as I did
then. The sensation from her thrusts and the feeling of my big rack
pressing into the bed was amazing. I started to moan in pleasure, and
without realizing it I started to buck my hips up to meet her as she fucked
me.

"Looks like you enjoy getting fucked, you little slut." She said to me as
he pounded me as hard as she could. It was true, I was enjoying it
completely. However it was only a few minutes before I felt her tense up
and grunt. She drove her member deep into my womb and I felt the hot gush
of semen spray into me. There was another burst, then another, as she
feebly stroked her cock in my cunt. When she had finished cumming she
withdrew and sat back on the bed. "Looks like I need some practice with
this thing." She said. She then looked at me as I rolled over to glare at
her, the warm jizz leaking out of my snatch.

"That was it. The spell is complete." She said matter of factly. "You will
now find yourself incapable of telling anyone who you really are. You will
follow my habits and my desires as if they were your own. Your brain may
try to fight it, but your body will do it just the same. What do you think
about that?" I opened my mouth to curse her and demand she return my body,
yet from my mouth came the words, "That was great, Rick. Can we go again
before you have to leave?" I hated myself for saying it, but I couldn't
stop my lips from saying what Sophie wanted me to. "Well I'm not a total
bastard, Sophie." She said. "I guess I can give you one last parting gift
and show you what an orgasm is like."

She untied my hands and let me free. I rubbed my wrists as I sat up on the
bed. "But you'll have to get me going again," She said. "Why don't you suck
my cock and get it good and hard for our second round." Despite my best
efforts, I shrugged off my shirt and slid over to my old body. "Sure thing,
lover." I said in a deep, sultry voice. To my own disgust I started to
stroke her limp dick, covered as it was in our combined juices. I used my
hands to jack her off as best I could. When there was some evidence of
firmness again I moved clover and bent down. Her crotch smelt musky with
our previous activities, but that didn't deter me.

I took her cock in my mouth and started to suck. It was only a few moments
before I was full-out blowing her. She was responding well in my
much-younger body. Her cock became more and more firm until it was fully
erect once again. I reclined back on the bed and spread my legs. "Now show
me what it feels like to really be a woman." I said involuntarily. Sophie
wasted no time. She crawled on top of my and I wrapped my legs around her
waist. She rudely spat on her hand and spread the saliva on her dick before
slipping it onto me a second time.

She started a little slower this time, working her cock inside me and
hitting all the right places.  I was moaning loudly, desperate for the
final moment of pleasure when I would cum. She sped up her pace as I ground
my hips into her. She bit, licked and groped my tits as she fucked me,
holding my ass against her with one hand. When I was screaming for her not
to stop she reached down and started to manipulate my clit as she pounded
me. It sent me over the edge, and I felt my whole body shudder and spasm. I
felt like I can come alive for the first time as I came, whimpering and
gasping. It was the most intense climax of my life, and for a moment I
forgot about my unwilling participation and just enjoyed the extacy.

 I seemed to cum again and again, and when I was finally finished my mind
was numb with the pleasure. Sophie quickly pulled out of me and climbed up
on top of my stomach. "I somehow knew what she wanted, and started to
stroke her cock as quickly as I could. I used my mouth and my tits to
satisfy her. I sucked hard on her tool as she came a second time in my
mouth. I tasted the sharp, gooey flavour of her semen as she shot her
load. I let some of the seed spill out of my mouth, knowing that she liked
it when I made a mess. I let the white goo drip down my chin and onto my
tits. I spread it around, revelling in the sensation of being a dirty slut.

"Wow, If fucking you're hairy pussy is so much fun I can't wait to try out
this thing on something young and fresh." She said, knowing I was incapable
of acting insulted. "Still, sometimes you can't beat a mature woman with
experience, and it was pretty enjoyable to shoot my load in your hairy
cunt." She was collecting my clothes from around the room as she spoke; all
the while I was reclining on the bed like a satisfied whore. "I had better
go home and shower, don't worry I can let myself out." Sophie said as she
wiped off her sticky groin with a tissue and pulled on her shorts.

"Come back any time, Rick." I said, hating myself. "I can't wait to have
your hard, young cock again." Sophie buttoned up her shirt. "Sure thing,
babe. I'll see you when I see you." She said as she exited the room. I
heard her opened the front door and drive away in my car. Inside I felt
like chasing after her, forcing her to change us back and then murdering
her with a blunt object, but all I found myself doing was standing up and
carrying my robe to the bathroom. I started the shower and stepped under
the hot water, rinsing all the sex juice off of me.

There I was, stuck in the body of a thirty-seven year old single mom. I had
no idea how long I would be trapped like that, or if Sophie would even
switch us back at all. She seemed to really love being me, and fucking me
with that cock. She was now ten years younger and enjoying the freedom of
being a man, I felt a deep chilling fear that she would leave me in her
life until the day I died. The worse part was what she did to my brain. I
could still think, but I was incapable of doing anything that she wouldn't
do in m place. It was evident I was a total slut now, willing to bed any
decent-looking guy with a hard dick.

I inspected my body in the mirror as I exited the shower. Sophie's body
looked about as I expected without it's clothes on. A little saggy here and
there, but otherwise she was very attractive. Her breasts still held up
pretty well, considering their size, though they did droop down just a
little. The tits in question seemed even bigger now that they were mine,
and I cupped them in my hand and lifted their heft. A tingle ran though my
body as I did so. I looked down to my crothc. The bikini lines were waxed,
but the rest of my pubic hair was only slightly trimmed. I spread the dark
hair to look at my pussy. Despite the hair, she kept that part of her body
well maintained. My slit still looked smooth and tight, despite the fact
that it had given birth to a child.

I sat on teh edge of the tub and let my head fall into my hands. I felt
more depressed than I ever had before. If I knew for sure I would get my
body back I might have coped better, but I didn't know anything at all. All
I knew was that I had just lost ten years in age and was now a slutty
cougar. "What is going to happen to me?" I said out loud...