Date: Wed, 11 Nov 2009 14:08:22 -0800
From: secondary2@live.ca
Subject: Truth or Dare

"Truth." I replied. "Very well," Christine said, "How many women have you
slept with?" I replied frankly that I had slept with six different girls.
When Christine, Celine, Celine's boyfriend Josh and I half-drunkenly agreed
to play truth or dare there was no reason to think that the girls would
bring their magic into such a cliche and somewhat dull game. The four of
us, all close friends, carried on in our attempt to amuse ourselves.  After
a few more round, when it was my turn again, Josh got up to relive himself
in the bathroom while we continued our drinking. "You always choose truth,
Peter," Celine complained to me, "and I can never think of anything
exciting to ask you." I shrugged. "Well I don't much like the idea of being
asked to do something humiliating." I replied. "What if we promised
beforehand that we would not ask something stupid and humiliating?"
Christine inquired. "I suppose I might be game, but I kinda sense a trick
here." I answered.

"Ok, If we swear that on the next turn we will ask something that is more
like some kind of challenge, will you opt for 'dare'?" I thought I
moment. We were all getting a bit bored so I figured I'd be agreeable.
"Very well." I said. The girls seemed very pleased. "Ok then," Celine said,
"Truth or dare?" I asked if we were not going to wait for Josh to get back,
to which they replied it was his loss. "Dare, then." I conceded. Christine
whispered something in Celine's ear, both girls smiled. I heard Celine say
that Christine had a good idea. "Well, what is it then?" I asked. Christine
suddenly grabbed both mine and Celine's hands.

Christine started muttering something under her breath, and it wasn't hard
to tell she was doing some kind of spell. Before I could stop her or
complain that I never agreed to have magic brought into things, a jolt of
energy shot up my arm and seemed to knock my head back. A moment or two
later my head cleared and I was looking at Christine once again. It took me
a few seconds to figure out what seemed so wrong, then I realised I was
sitting on the opposite side of her as I was before. Not only that, but
there was a man sitting across from me who wasn't Josh - it was me. I
didn't need to ask what just happened to figure out what Christine did.

"I never said you could use magic..." I said scornfully, hearing the words
come out in Celine's voice. "And what does this have to do with a dare?"
Christine let go of out hands, smiling brightly. "This is part of it, go
ahead and explain it to her Jack." She said, addressing Celine in my
body. Celine, grinning, said in my voice, "I dare you to take my place and
pretend to be me for the rest of the night. When Josh comes back I want to
see if you can pull it off so he doesn't know anything happened." I
sighed. "That is just a little bit twisted." I said, "You want me to take
you place and try to fool your boyfriend?" They nodded. "You are weird. And
I suppose you won't change us back until the end of the night?" They nodded
again.

I heard Josh walking back into the room; I glared at Christine and
Celine. Considering it would have been more embarrassing to try and tell
Josh, I didn't see any choice but to fulfill my dare. Josh walked in and
sat down on the couch next to me. He handed me a fresh drink and took a sip
of his own. "Did I miss anything fun?" He asked. "Not really," I answered,
trying to mask my techy mood. "It's your turn." Celine said to Josh,
grinning. And so the game continues, Josh unaware that I was not his
girlfriend. I tried to say as little as possible, though if I was too quiet
Josh would just ask me what was wrong.

We all kept drinking, Christine and 'Peter' with a suddenly renewed
enthusiasm. They would keep looking at me and smiling, sharing little
laughs. I did my best to pretend like I was still having fun, and drinking
helped that. Soon we were all decently drunk, which happened allot faster
for me in a smaller female body. One interesting highlight was where
'Peter' dared Christine to kiss me. So I leaned over and shared quite a
passionate drunken kiss, finding out what its was like for a girl to kiss
another girl. It was interesting, having our soft lips play together, teeth
teasing and tongues flicking. I felt a tingle of excitement run though me
that made me shiver. I think I even felt the bizarre sensation of getting a
little wet between my legs from the act.

The game finally concluded when Christine was very drunk, and the rest of
us were not too far behind. Christine said that she wanted to lie down. I
wanted to bring up the fact that the game was over and she needed to swap
me back, but I didn't want to say anything in front of Josh. 'Peter' took
Chistine to the spare bedroom to lie down, leaving me with Josh. "Did you
want to go to bed as well," He asked, "Or stay up a while longer?" I wasn't
sure which one meant getting out of the sexual advances I was expecting.
"I'm not ready for bed just yet, and I wanna ask Christine something before
she passes out, ok?"

"Sure thing." He replied. I stood up, fighting both the alcohol and the
change in balance as I walked after Christine. I was grateful that Celine
had taken off her heeled shoes before we started the game, otherwise I
probably would have looked very awkward. I was also grateful that she had
chosen to wear jeans and not a skirt, though the fact that my shirt showed
off some of my cleavage was unsettling. I could also feel a bit of jiggle
in my bosom each time I took a step. I made my way to the guest room and
stepped inside. 'Peter' was just laying Christine down on the bed.

"Forgetting something?" I asked, gesturing to myself. "I gist need to nap
for a little while..." Christine murmured. 'Peter' shrugged. "She's pretty
drunk, I wouldn't want her to try any spells like this. Ill let her nap a
bit and wake her up in an hour or so." 'He' said. I sighed. "Can't you do
it?" I inquired. "I'm not confident enough at that stuff, I wouldn't risk
it. Sorry." I looked back over my shoulder to make sure Josh was still out
of earshot. "What am I supposed to do?" I wanted to know. "Just go watch a
movie or something, I'll come out there with you guys so he wont start
anything." She said, smiling at the last part. "And in a little while ill
wake up Christine and none shall know."

I agreed, reluctantly, and turned to return to the living room. 'Peter'
followed. We did like 'he' suggested, and put a movie on. I could tell Josh
was a little disappointed of us not getting privacy just yet, but he was
nice about it. About half way through the film 'Peter' got up and went to
go check on Christine. I was already feeling very uncomfortable with my
head on Josh's shoulder where he put it. I told him I needed to go to the
bathroom, which was actually true. Disappointing him again, I got up and
went to the washroom.

I locked myself in and looked at the toilet, realising the implications of
relieving my bladder as a girl. I unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans and
pulled them down, along with the black panties I was evidently wearing. I
sat on the toilet and scowled my way though having to sit to pee.
Afterwards, knowing enough about women to do so, I wiped off my crotch
before I stood up. I had never seen Celine naked before, and I was suddenly
fascinated by my borrowed body now that I was alone. I noticed, for one,
that her pussy was totally shaved. I looked at my new slit, admiring how
pink and smooth it was. I reached down and touched it gently. I felt a
tingle run though me as I ran my finger over its length. Out of curiosity I
cupped my sex and rubbed my clit, causing me to sigh. So that was what it
felt like, it was pretty amazing.

I felt the feeling of arousal had experienced before with my 'lesbian'
kiss, and I wanted to inspect myself a little further. I pulled my pants
and panties up and faced the mirror. I found Celine's face there, looking
at me. I saw her green eyes and black hair. Her groomed eyebrows looked
quizzical. I ran my eyes down her slender neck, small shoulders and finally
to her chest. She didn't have huge breasts, but there were very nice;
perfect handfuls. I pulled my shirt off and tugged down the front of my
black bra. I saw that I now had dark, perky nipples on the end of my round
mamaries. I groped my chest a few times, realising how good it felt for a
woman to have her tits squeezed. It sent tingles all through me, and the
wet feeling started in my pussy.

Pulling my bra back up I admired her slim waist and delicately curved
hips. Her legs were tones and shapely. Putting my shirt back on I concluded
that I had become a very attractive girl indeed, not to mention I was now
only twenty-two years old - three years younger than myself. I was very
tempted to start playing with my sensitive areas again; it would seem fair
after what they put me though. But I refrained, if Christine still wasn't
cogent yet I could always slip off by myself again in half an hour or so
and have my fun then. I wanted to make sure I could switch back first.

Back in the living room I saw that 'Peter' was still gone, and Josh was
sitting alone. I cursed to myself and sat down next to him, begrudgingly
putting my arm around him. He suddenly leaned over and kissed me. He didn't
seem to notice that my eyes went wide as he did so. I wanted to break away
but I didn't know what to say. Telling him the truth would be humiliating
for both of us. Making up some excuse would be fine, but I couldn't think
of any. So what did I do in my drunken shock? I kissed him back.  It wasn't
too bad, no tongue or anything, but I felt so weird having a man's lips
play with mine. He came up to cradle my head, and I found myself sighing
and leaning into him, placing a hand on his chest as he kissed.

He broke away, as did I. I tried to hide my fear and confusion as he looked
at me smiling. I smiled back, forcing a calm look onto my face. "Come on, I
think everyone is asleep, let's go to bed." He said. Panic. What to say?
Why hadn't Celine come back from checking on Christine? "Yeah, I guess so,"
I said, "I'm getting pretty tired." I added, hoping he would get the
hint. We got up and made out way out of the living room. The door to the
guest room was closed, and I couldn't hear any voices inside. 'Peter' had
damn well fallen asleep! We went into the main bedroom. Once inside Josh
closed the door and walked towards the bed.

I felt trapped now, which only got worse as Josh pulled off his shirt and
started unbuttoning his pants. What did Celine sleep in, if anything? I
wondered. A cold feeling in my stomach. Josh removed his pants and climbed
into bed. Thank god he at least kept his boxers on, I noted. I unbuttoned
my jeans and tugged them down, feeling terrified. I decided if I kept my
long shirt on it would act kinda like a nightshirt and my pants were all
I'd have to remove. It was a good theory, except that the shirt barely
covered my pert ass. I walked towards the bed feeling like i was going to
my death. I climbed under the covers and laid down.

I cringed as Josh cuddled up behind me, his bare arms around me. I had just
decided that I was going to say something, anything to get out of this -
even if it meant telling him I was actually Peter in his girlfriend's
body. Just as I was about to say something he nibbled my neck with a soft
kiss. I shivered and gasped. I tried to shake off the feeling and speak up
again, but he had now started to massage my tits though my shirt and bra. I
felt tingling, warm and almost itchy. My crotch felt like it was heating
up. I suddenly felt josh's dick get hard and poke into my backside. That
was it; I had to get out of here, even with the lamest excuse. The final
time I went to speak I was interrupted again, this time by his hand
starting to rub my pussy though my panties.

things went on like this for a while, and again I felt myself get wet, and
my nipples were rock hard. My skin was covered in goosebumps as he rubbed
me. His fingers slipped into my panties and made contact with the moisture
within. He rubbed my clit and toyed with my damp opening. I was lost now,
if felt so fantastic I couldn't ask him to stop. It was so different than
being touched in my old body, so much more engrossing. Josh moved around,
pushing me onto my back and pulling down my underwear. I felt very exposed,
getting my sense back for a minute I realised that I was now a girl who was
totally vulnerable. My cunt was uncovered and a man was with me. Josh moved
down between my legs, sliding his face towards me groin.

I was grateful that he still had his shorts on and I couldn't see anything
but his face. He smiled, then his eyes flicked around for a moment. He
smiled broader. "Looks like Christine is awake again?" He said. my
momentary thought of going to find her shattered as I heard why he knew.
There was a rhythmic quiet thumping noise down the hall, and the feint
sound of a woman's moans could be heard. Christine and I had fucked around
a few times, but I couldn't believe that Celine and her were fucking!
Christine was so drunk she probably didn't even remember it wasn't me, but
Celine? I would have got very angry right then, except that josh pressed
his mouth to my pussy and started eating me out.

I gasped, and soon I was moaning as he pleasured me. It felt to wet and
thrilling, and most importantly fantastic. I found myself grabbing his head
and bucking my hips into his face as he went down on me. I suddenly didn't
mind being stuck in Celine's body, not if it meant feeling that good. I
forgot about Josh and just enjoyed how everything felt. I felt something
begin to build up side me, it grew and grew as I started moaning louder and
trembling. I realised that I was about to cum. I whimpered and bit my lip
as my whole body shook, "Keep going!" I stammered as I came. Everything in
me was alive and exploding, it was so much more intense than cumming as a
man, and it seemed to just keep going on and on!

When Josh pulled himself away from me I felt like I had been moaning and
cumming for hours. I was panting and smiling as I layed back with my eyes
closed, basking in the afterglow of my climax. I heard Josh moving
around. I was still sedated by my orgasm, but I did notice that Josh had
removed his shorts and was now totally naked. I was glowing enough that it
only slightly concerned me. He reached up and pulled off my shirt, I let
him. He bent down and exposed one of my tits, taking the niple into his
mouth. I was amazed how good it felt to have my breast suckled, and I
suddenly wanted to enjoy it more. I pulled off the shoulder straps of my
bra and pushed it down so that it was around my waist like a belt. I was
now completely nude apart from the bra around my hips.

Josh was giving me quite allot of pleasure from my tits, and was still
rubbing my pussy with one hand as well. As tipsy as I still was, I was
totally given over to enjoying the feeling of a woman's body. He slid up
and straddled my chest, and the part of him I had been ignoring was
suddenly right in front of my face. Some of my revulsion and reluctance
came back as I face a hard cock right in front of me. I realised he was
expecting me to suck it. Fearfully, I tried to act natural as I reached up
and took a hold of his cock. I had never touched one other than my own, and
I wasn't really ever intending to. Trying to act natural, I started to
stroke it. That wasn't so bad, just like masturbating except I wasn't
feeling anything.

I was stroking Josh firmly as he reached back and played with my slit. I
knew he still wanted me to use my mouth. I suddenly also realised that my
alternative was letting his stick that thing in my snatch. Getting fucked
still seemed so bizarre, and spurned on by his fingering I decided to give
in a little. I licked the tip of his dick, tasting the salt of his
juices. It wasn't too bad, but not too nice either. I then opened my mouth
and closed it around his cockhead, sucking gently as I stroked him. I
pretended like I was sucking on a girl's clit as I jacked him
off. Unfortunately, he wasn't quite satisfied, and he pushed foreword
without warning. I found myself taking more than half his length into my
mouth. Soon i was bobbing back and forth as his member was sliding in and
out of my face.

there was no pretending anymore, and I felt dirty knowing that i was
sucking a dick. It didn't seem to go on too long though, which I was kinda
glad for since I didn't was a mouth full of semen. He slid back down so
that he was on top of me. He started kissing me again, this time with more
tongue and more force. It was al least better that having his junk in my
mouth, so I closed my eyes and went back to ignoring who he was. He was on
top of me though, and I felt crushed. Without thinking I tried to get more
comfortable by spreading my legs. He slipped between them. I instinctively
wrapped my legs around him. And the next thing I knew I felt the hot
feeling of his flesh touching my wet slit.

I was so slick and he was so hard I didn't have time to think. With a quick
repositioning of his hips he pointed his member at me and pushed forward. I
felt the first inch of his poke into my pussy, spreading me open. Then, in
one smooth action, he pushed the rest of his cock inside my box. I gasp and
bit my lip, I felt so filled up. It was intense and unbelievable; I could
feel him deep inside of me, prodding my innards. When he started to pump in
and out of me, I lost my mind. He began slowly, but there was no doubt that
he as penetrating me deeply, fucking me. He began sucking my nipples again,
squeezing my tits as he shagged me. He reached down and put one hand on my
hip and the other on my ass, pulling me to him and going even deeper inside
of me.

I had never felt anything like it, and I was trying not to moan too loudly
as he drove into me over and over again. I shoved my hips up to meet his
attacks as we fucked. He would kiss, I would claw his back, he would
squeeze my tits, I'd clutch his ass, he's pinch and bite my nipples, and
would stifle a scream. I felt another climax coming on, only this time it
was a hundred times more powerful. "Don't stop, don't stop! Oh, Keep
going!" I panted as I started to cum. "OOOOHHHHH!" I screamed, biting my
hand to stop myself from getting any louder. I felt the most amazing
feeling of my life, the world dropped away as I came, every cell in my body
exploding as I was hit with wave after wave of ecstasy. I lost counts of
the swells in my bliss as he continued to pound me.

He was really being forceful now, and I couldn't believe how long my orgasm
was lasting. Eventually, years later, I started to come down from my high a
little. I felt cold and empty as Josh suddenly pulled out of me. I tool the
initiative this time, and I rolled him over on his back and climbed on
top. I straddled him and positioned myself over his glistening tool. I then
lowered myself down, impaling my gorgeous body on him. I started to ride
him, grinding my pussy into his body. I leaned foreword so that my clit
rubbed against him as I ground his penis deeper and deeper into me.

It wasn't long before I was cumming again. It was even better when I was in
control and could make him hit all the right spots. My second orgasm
trumped the first, even more so because I felt like I had more power on top
of him. I smiled and rolled my eyes closed as I rode him madly, revelling
in my climax. I tits were bouncing al over the place as we made love, and
the feeling turned me on even more. Josh bit one nipple as my orgasm peaked
and started to fade. My pace slowed down, and soon I was smiling wantonly
at him as I rode his more slowly.

This time he took charge again, sitting up and scooting out from under
me. He literally spun me around and moved behind me. I found myself on all
fours, and I spread my legs eagerly, wanting more of the incredible bliss I
had discovered. He rammed his cock back in, feeding his large member into
my used and abused pussy. He grabbed my hips and started fucking me
doggy-style. Looked down to watch my bosom sway back and forth on my chest
as he took me Looking past my rack, i could see his slick cock driving in
and out of my hairless cunt. I was moaning freely now, almost
screaming. Both of us were shining with sweat and panting. I don't know how
long he fucked me like that, but when he reached around to rub my clit and
pinch my boob he triggered another orgasm.

The third climax was not as powerful as the first two, but it was enough to
totally melt my brain and turn me into a quivering puddle of sexual
desire. As I was cumming my final time I felt him drive into me with more
desperation. He hands came back to my ass as he pumped me. He grunted and
grew tense. In my brainless state I didn't realise what was happening until
it happened. I fel his empty his seed into my canal. The hot fluid coming
in gushes, spurt after spurt. I felt full to the brim as he shot his last
load. Some of his cum was already leaking out of my hole as he collapsed on
top of me, pinning me down.

As we both caught out breath I hovered in a state of half
consciousness. The pleasure and the drink had totally made me senseless,
and I could form no real thoughts at all. He eventually pulled out, sending
a torrent of jizz dripping out of me. I reached down to catch it, getting
my hands covered in cum. I reached out and found a tissue, wiping the mess
away. I dimply remember hearing some final throes of passion coming from
the guest room and then silence. Afterwards I don't recall much, expect
that we passed out...

I awoke in the morning hungover and thirsty. As I rolled over and cradled
my head the fog slowly cleared and things came back to me. I was Celine
now, I was naked, I was lying next to Josh, and I had been thoroughly
fucked last night. I groaned and buried my face in the pillow. I tried to
believe that it didn't happen, but I could feel my tits pressed into the
sheets, feel my nakedness, feel how sticky my penis-less groin was and I
could smell the scent of sex everywhere. I looked over at Josh, who was
still asleep. Deciding I didn't want to be there when he woke up, I made my
self get out of bed and stand up. My head throbbed as I went upright. I
managed to find my shirt form the night before ad well as my panties. I put
these on, trying not to move too much, and slipped out of the bedroom. I
noticed that my nipples showed through the fabric of the shirt, but I
didn't care.

The house was quiet, and it seemed like I was the first one up. The clock
in the kitchen read 11:30 am. I started to make myself some coffee as I sat
at the kitchen table. As I was supping my first cup, I heard someone move
about. I hoped it wasn't Josh and was relived when Chirstine stumbled into
the room looking haggard. "'Morning." I said flatly, though it was almost
noon. "Yeah..." she muttered. "What a night, eh?" she added. "What did we
get up too anyway, I can't remember too much. I remember making that dare
with Peter." She smiled, despite her grogginess. "Then I guess Peter took
me to bed. I remember him waking me up...and stuff. I was pretty out of
it. "So I guess Josh never caught on, I'd remember that much. Did he say
anything to you after you swapped back?"

I had sat there listening to her, smiling bitterly. "You really dont
remember, do you?" I asked. "What?" she said, smiling ingorantly. I lowered
my voice. "You got so drunk you passed out without out switching us back. I
am Peter. You fucked Celine in my body when she was supposed to see if you
had sobered up enough to switch us back." At first it looked like she didnt
belive me, then she scowered her memory. Celine loped out of the guest room
and into the kitchen. "Maybe you can remind her." I said to
'Peter'. "Remind her of what, Celine?" 'Peter' said. My stomach tied in
knots that surpassed the hangover. "That we are still in the wrong bodies."
I said, getting concerned. "come on, don't try to fuck with her, she
swapped us back before she got drunk." 'Peter' said. I felt cold and
small. Was this some magic, or was Celine trying to steal my body? Or was
it some sick -

Celine laughed, leaning against the doorframe. "I'm just kidding, yeah you
passed out before swapping us back and I wasn't confident enough to do it."
'he' said. I nearly fainted with relief. "Fucking hell," I said, "Don't do
that!" Christine looked baffled. "So you guys are really still... Oh god
you are." We nodded. Celine later explained that she had been blindsided by
Christine. When she had gone to wake her up Christine was unrousable. That
is until she drunkenly started kissing 'Peter' Before 'he' knew it
Christine was sucking 'his' dick and he just couldn't say no. To a certain
degree, I sympathised.

"What happened to you?" Chiristine asked, and suddenly they were both
staring at me wanting to know what Josh had tried. "I went to sleep." I
tried to bluff. 'Peter' grinned. "Are you sure," 'he' said, because I
thought I heard some moaning and groaning from my old room." I must have
blushed or something, because they both laughed. They knew. "Peter made a
move on you and you didn't run away?" I grew angry. "I didn't know what to
say, I already tried to make an excuse once. And once he started touching
my pussy..." They told me they understood, though they were both very
amused. "I have to add, orgasms for men are kinda disappointing - they just
don't last very long at all. Afterwards your just done. though the power
trip of being male was fun." Celine said. "I'm sure. It was very
educational." Can we change back, please."

"Sure thing." Chistine said, finishing her coffee. "She stood up and took
hold of me and Celine again. She started saying the same words as before,
and soon I felt the wave of energy run up my arm. The transition was
complete and i found myself back in my own body with significantly less of
a headache. "Ah hell," Celine said. "How much did you drink?"

In the car driving home Christine was quiet for a while, then she spoke
up. "So what was it like to have sex as a woman with a man?" she asked. I
frowned, not answering. "Really, I want to know" She said in all
seriousness. "Different, intense and, under the circumstances, very
disturbing at times. What do you want to hear? Yeah it felt great, but I'm
a straight guy and I ended up with my legs spread full of cock and cum. I'm
angry about that" Christine genuinely apologised. "How can I make it up to
you?" I looked at her. "For one I'm going to fuck you really hard when I
get home." I said. "Then we'll see."

Back at my house I made good on my proposal. I didnt want to think about
how sex as a girl was so much more engrossing, I wanted to enjoy being a
man. Most of all I wanted to make sure that I did still enjoy having sex as
a man. I shoved Christine onto the couch and mauled her. When she was good
and ready I remoed her clothes and my own, and roughly shoved my cock into
her. I punded away at her, loving the sight of her big tit's boucing as her
auburn hair fell over her eyes. She smiled at me as I took her. I was
relived to find that I was enjoying every second. Though I did feel a
twinge of dissapointment that I would only get one orgasm. I emptied my cum
into her, and although my climax was brief, I felt thoroughly satisfied.