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Motivation By Bashful Lauren brushed her long blonde hair out until it was shiny and styled just right. She touched up her lipstick and added a drop of perfume to each of her wrists and the nape of her neck, just like Rory liked it. She was uncomfortable, nervous and she wanted to scream but she held herself together. Lauren picked up her purse and slung it over her shoulder, checking her reflection one more time. 'I hope this works,' she thought to herself. With that, she went out to her car and drove several blocks to another house. Dave was lazing about the house on a day off, the first one he'd taken in several weeks. When Lauren rang the bell, Dave answered the door. He was impressed with the sight that he beheld. Lauren Towers was the wife of Dave Jefferson's best friend Rory. Dave was divorced and had been for several months. Lauren was wearing a short, revealing pink dress and white sandals with three-inch heels. The dress was made of very thin material and her erect nipples were evident. Lauren tried to smile when Dave smiled at her but she was too nervous, she blushed instead. "Hi Dave, can I come in, I need to talk to you, it's very important," Lauren said. "Sure Lauren, come right in, can I get you a drink?" he offered. "Please Dave, scotch rocks, a double." Dave blinked at her request but complied, it was barely noon. Normally Lauren only drank white wine and Dave was really offering iced tea or a soda. Despite her well-groomed and frankly, very sexy appearance, Lauren was obviously distraught. Handing her the tumbler of amber liquor, Dave sat down on the chair across from Lauren who sat down on the couch. He had poured himself a short, weak drink as well. He was trying to make Lauren feel more at ease. The ice in Lauren's glass tinkled as her hand shook. She took a large gulp of the drink and began coughing as it burned her throat. "Lauren, can I get you something weaker? Should you be drinking so early in the day?" Dave's tone was one of concern, not criticism. Lauren shook her head and polished off the rest of the drink. She handed the glass back to Dave. "Can I have another, please?" she asked. Dave didn't think it was a good idea but he went ahead and did it anyway. He handed the refreshed drink back to Lauren. This time she just sipped at it. Dave noticed that Lauren was behaving strangely in other ways. Her walk seemed stilted and she wasn't as relaxed as she normally looked. She was dressed as Lauren normally dressed, just this side of trampy. Her clothes were always expensive but revealing. She wore makeup where ever she went but it was always tasteful. Then Dave realized what she wasn't doing. Lauren wasn't using any of the subtle body language that she normally used when she was around men. She was faithful to Rory but she teased and flirted with men almost constantly. Now she acted repressed, almost confused. "Lauren, I haven't seen much of you two for the last month, is something wrong with you or Rory? Is he okay?" Dave asked. "That's a good question Dave, I'm not sure how to answer it. I'm going to tell you something that's going to seem very farfetched. You may even think me crazy when I'm done but every word is true, I swear it is. You have to believe me." Dave knew that something serious was wrong, Lauren never talked like this, she never let things bother her this severely. "I'll listen and I'll help if I can, Lauren," Dave said. "Dave, I'm not Lauren, I'm Rory, Lauren switched us around. She's in my body now." Lauren said. She spoke slowly and clearly, searching Dave's eyes for any sign that he believed her. "Lauren, I..." Dave didn't know what to say. he avoided her eyes. Lauren slumped, she took another gulp of her drink and felt tears begin to sting her eyes, she never really expected him to believe her, she doubted she would have believed the tale if the situation was reversed. "Look, you have to admit that what you said sounds fantastic. I can't think of any reason for you to come over here and tell me this unless you believe it. Is there anything that you can think of that might convince me that you are really Rory? I mean, something that only Rory and I may know or remember. I've known Rory longer than I've known you and..." "Damn it Dave, it's me, it's Rory. We played high school football together, we lost our virginity to the Thompson twins on the same night on opposite ends of town. You've got a small three sided scar on your right butt cheek from an arrow I accidentally hit you with when we were hunting one time. What else do I need to say?" "Sorry Lauren but we've talked about all of those things in front of several people, including you. Rory would know something that Lauren wouldn't, I'm sure," Dave said. "Dave, do you remember the Super Bowl in Atlanta last year? The ice storm canceled our flight and we had to spend the night. I told Lauren that we slept in the airport because the hotels were full. We really went home with those two flight attendants who had a place just off the airport. We screwed the girls and then we swapped partners and did it again," Lauren said. Dave knew then that he was speaking to the real Rory. "Oh my God! Rory, it is you, you'd never reveal that to Lauren. But why did she do it and how did she change you into a woman?" "She did it because she found out about Atlanta, she was so mad. She told me I was a sorry excuse for a man. The redhead found a business card after we left and she called the house last month. She was in town and wanted to get together. I told her I was single so she thought it was okay to call me," Lauren took another sip of her drink. "Lauren said she couldn't trust me with a penis anymore and that's why she was going to keep it for awhile. She said she has a magic spell to trade our bodies and that's all I know." "She told me I would be a woman until I had sex with a man, someone besides her, him I mean. She's Rory now and I'm Lauren. He calls me Lauren, honey, girl, sweetie and woman. He makes me wear dresses, makeup and perfume all the time. He takes me out to restaurants and bars then tries to make me pickup strange men and have sex with them but I won't do it. I'm not a queer. I don't want a man touching me there, not ever." Lauren collapsed into the tears she had been fighting for nearly half an hour. Dave let her sob for a minute then moved to the couch and touched her shoulder. The woman wrapped her arms around Dave and held him close, crying on his shoulder. Dave held her, rubbed her back and spoke soothingly to her. She cried for a long time, nearly thirty minutes. She finally cried herself out and took her arms from around Dave. Lauren's sexy, scantily clad body had a predictable affect on Dave, he was aroused. He took his arms from around Lauren but he couldn't stop looking at her. She left the room to go into the bathroom. Dave heard running water and then Lauren came back in the room. Her eyes were still puffy looking but she had refreshed her makeup. She sat down on the couch near Dave and smiled, blushing slightly. "I'm sorry Dave, I get so emotional these days. When you finally believed me I felt such a release that I had to cry. It's weird but I feel much better now. Just knowing that another person knows and believes what has happened to me helps also," Lauren said. "I'm sorry that I didn't believe you in the first place, I hope you understand why I didn't. It just seems so fantastic, it scary to think about, you know? Dave said. "It's worse than you think. Rory tells me he can even change me into an animal if he wanted. He said if he gets tired of being a man, he might change back into Lauren and turn me into a female dog or cat and keep me for a pet." Lauren finished her second drink and sat the glass on the table. "I just woke up like this one morning and Rory was sitting in the chair in the bedroom laughing. He's been going to my job and apparently doing a good enough job at pretending to be me that no one's noticed, not yet." Lauren sighed and stood up, she walked around the room and stood next to the fireplace, she primped at her hair in the mirror there until she realized what she was doing and stopped. Dave couldn't stop himself from looking at Lauren's ass as she walked, she was a hot looking woman, even with his best friend Rory inside. "I'm becoming more like the real Lauren everyday. I can walk in high- heels and I know how to sit like a woman, get into and out of a car like one. I even found myself looking at dresses in a shop window yesterday when I had to go grocery shopping. I was wondering what they would look like on me. I have to get back into my own body before I forget I was ever Rory. That's why I'm here, I need your help, Dave." "Anything Rory, uh Lauren, I'll help anyway that I can, what do you want me to call you?" Dave said. "You'd better call me Lauren, it'll be easier considering what I'm going to ask you to do. Dave, I need to have sex with you." "What! No, I'm sorry I can't do that, not to my best friend, it's not right, it's...twisted. I mean, you're a guy and so am I. I'm sorry uh...Lauren, I can't do it." "Dave, just now, when you held me and comforted me, you knew it was me but you did so anyway. You treated me as you would a real woman in the same situation. You also have a hard on, I can see it and I felt it. I'm not thrilled about having to ask you to do this but the fact of the matter is I'm between a rock and a hard place. Rory gave me an ultimatum, if I don't have sex with a man before he gets home at 5pm, I'll be Lauren for life, if I'm lucky. If I'm not so lucky, I could be Lauren's cute little doggie. Dave, as much as this disgusts me, I have to have your help. I can't stand the thought of finding a strange man to...to...to fuck me. Please Dave, please help me out." She started crying again. Dave was floored, here was his best friend, now a beautiful, sexy woman and she was begging him for sex. He pinched himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming, he wasn't. "Look, uh, Lauren, if I scr...if I help you, Rory may do something to me like he did to you. If he can change you then maybe he can change me too. Sorry, but as much as I like you, I'm not giving up my life as a man to help you out. Just tell Rory you did it. I tell you what, I'll jack off into a rubber and you can show him that as proof," Dave said. "It won't work, Rory wants me to screw a man in our bedroom and video tape it." "Well then you're out of luck Lauren, sorry, I'm not taking the kind of chance that you want me to just to save your ass, even as cute as it currently is." Dave said. "Oh, thanks a lot, that's real funny. Go ahead, make jokes at my expense. Why don't you tell some dumb blonde jokes now? Damn it Dave, I'm in trouble, what are friends for if they can't help you when you're in trouble. Wasn't I there for you when Alice left you and you were so depressed? Didn't I help you out when you lost your job because the company went bankrupt and you needed money?" Lauren looked like she was going to cry again. 'She's right, Dave thought, 'I am her best friend and I ought to at least try and do something to help.' "Look, why don't I go back to your place with you and look at the setup in the bed room, maybe I could disguise myself somehow, maybe I can help you after all." Dave had a bad feeling about this but he owed Lauren, Rory, whoever she was, at least that much. Dave drove over to Lauren and Rory's place in his own car. Lauren showed Dave the video camera Rory had set up to capture her and whoever she had sex with on tape. She turned the camera on and recorded a few seconds then played it back so that they could get an idea what the camera saw. "Well, if I keep my back to the camera and wear a sweat shirt to cover my eagle tattoo I got in college, I can probably get away with this. I need a wig or something to cover my hair, do you have anything?" Dave said. Lauren dug out an old wig she, or the real Lauren, had worn when she had cut her hair too short at one time. They trimmed the wig to a new male style and Dave donned it along with a plain, gray sweatshirt. They taped Dave lying on the bed. They couldn't see anything that would give him away. "Okay, I'll be able to do this for you, if you're sure you want to go through with it? Why not just call Rory's bluff? Do you really think he's serious, maybe it's just a trick or a test?" Dave said. "I'm afraid to take that chance. I might be able to put up with being Lauren for the rest of my life but I've never seen anyone so mad as Rory was with me the morning I woke in this body. I'm more afraid that I'll wind up an animal, I couldn't handle that." Lauren looked terrified, her eyes shiny with tears. "Okay, how did you want to handle this? I mean, do you want me to be dominant, and you just lay there? Or were you going to be more active? I just don't want to...I don't know, this is so weird, so...so perverted almost." Dave was nervous now that he was committed. He had hoped the situation would be unworkable but it wasn't. He could screw Lauren and not get caught. Lauren saw the battle Dave was having with himself and she knew she would have to help him to help her. Her fear of what might happen was a powerful motivational tool. She did what she didn't think she could do. "Dave, just let me get us started, you'll know what to do after that." She swallowed hard and reached behind her and unzipped her dress. It slipped off her shoulders and fell to the floor around her feet. They were standing in the hall, out of sight of the camera, she had turned it on a moment ago. Dave inhaled sharply when he saw Lauren Towers without a dress. She was wearing a matching light pink bra, panties and garter belt set with nude thigh highs. She was a breathtaking woman. Her long blonde hair gathered on the tops of her breasts and fell to the middle of her back. Dave could smell her perfume and the aroma of her arousal as well. Lauren stepped forward and forced herself to kiss Dave on the lips. She discovered she was getting wet to her own surprise. Dave found returning the kiss easier than he had expected it would be. Lauren unconsciously opened her mouth and their tongues met, flicking back and forth, playing at first, then fighting a mock battle. Dave paused to take a deep breath and then deepened the kiss. They were holding each other now and caressing their bodies. Dave had removed Lauren's bra and bent to kiss her nipples and then suck on them. Lauren let out a low moan and dug her nails into Dave's back, through the sweatshirt. This was far more enjoyable than she had imagined it could be. Dave had forgotten that he was with someone who had been a man at one time. He was with a beautiful, desirable woman, one he had fantasized about, more than once. Dave lifted her into his arms and carried her into the waiting bedroom. He kept his back turned to the camera and lay her on the bed. He hooked a thumb into each side of her panties and stripped them off. She was wearing just her garter belt, stockings and shoes now. Dave kicked off his shoes and pulled down his pants and climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs. It was Lauren's turn to gasp. As Rory, she had seen Dave's cock a number of times in shower rooms but never at full erection. It looked huge. She was much smaller now herself so it looked larger than she remembered, she hoped. It was much larger than Rory's cock. She dearly hoped it wouldn't hurt. She braced herself for pain but when Dave entered her, it felt good. It was strange at first, having something shoved into her body but she soon got over the strange feeling and began to enjoy herself even more. Dave began to pump into her, gathering momentum and speed as he neared his own climax. He felt Lauren come once, just a few minutes after he had entered her, then she came again as he exploded inside her. He discovered that Lauren was a screamer, or at least this Lauren was. Dave relaxed and lay on top of Lauren, she didn't object to it. For all of her objections and repulsion, she had discovered that sex as a woman was pretty damn good. She discovered that the second climax Dave brought her to was still going on, even as his cock began to shrink and withdraw. She didn't want Dave to move she wanted to feel his body against hers for as long possible. Dave raised up and stared at Lauren's face, she looked even more beautiful with her mussed hair and smeared lipstick. He bent to kiss her, forgetting again that this was really his best friend, a former male. The kiss was sweet and passionate at the same time. It caused a stirring within both Lauren and Dave as they felt his cock getting hard again. She squeezed with muscles she didn't know she had to encourage it. Dave and Lauren kissed, caressed and began moving in unison once more. This time it was slower, more deliberate. The first time had been sex, just sex. The second time, they made love. They climaxed once, in concert and Lauren again screamed. It was more intense this time, more personal. Dave lay atop her and wondered how he would ever look at his friend the same way again. Lifting his head, Dave looked into the eyes of the woman he had just loved and saw a new person. Neither Lauren or Rory, a third person, female, beautiful and sexy. Someone he could love, more than he had loved Alice, his ex-wife. He closed his eyes and shook his head mentally. He couldn't think this way, it was wrong and he was right. Rolling off, careful to keep his back to the camera, Dave picked up his pants and shoes and left the bedroom. Lauren followed him after a stop by the bathroom. They looked at each other and then looked aside. Something had happened between them that they could not have predicted. Something that neither of them would have wanted to happen but now it was there and they had to face it. "This is silly Lauren but just then, before I got up, I thought I saw someone else there, in your eyes," Dave said and gave a little laugh, trying to make it sound light. "There is someone else in here Dave, but it's not what you think. I'm afraid that I haven't been very honest with you," Lauren said. "What do you mean, oh my God, you're the real Lauren, I've just screwed my best friend's wife! Shit! Why did you do this to me? What if Rory came home and found us, he'd kill me and I'd let him. Give me that tape and then I'm out of here. Don't ever call me or talk to me again Lauren." Dave was zipping up his jeans and pulling his running shoes back on. "Dave, everything I told you was true up to a point, I am or was Rory and Lauren did swap our bodies to punish me. That was all true," Lauren said. "Then what was it you didn't tell the truth about?" Dave asked. "Look, it's getting a bit cool out here, I feel the cold more in this body. Let me get dressed and I'll be right back to explain. Why don't you make us a couple of drinks, I'll just have white wine, you have anything you like." Lauren walked back in the bedroom. Dave watched her naked body as she walked off. He made them each a drink, a white wine as she requested and a scotch and water for him, a much stronger one than he had earlier. Lauren smiled when he handed her the drink and she sat down on the couch near him. She crossed her legs and took a sip of her wine. "What's going on Lauren, what do you mean when you said you hadn't been completely truthful?" Dave asked. "First off Dave, you were terrific. I've never felt so good and so alive in all my life. It's too bad we can't make this a regular thing but you're right about cheating on your best friend, it's not a good idea. Then there's the other problem with that idea. You see, in a few more minutes, I won't be Lauren anymore, you will." Lauren took another sip of her drink but never took her eyes off of Dave. "What are you saying? How will I become Lauren?" "Well, the spell that Rory used is limited. It allows two people to trade bodies but only until they have sex with another person. Then they swap bodies with that person. Rory use the spell to swap us around and then told me I'd be this way for a month until I had been 'taught a lesson' he also told me that he would use the spell in the future whenever he thought I needed a reminder." Lauren stood up and walked around the room. She was moving with an easy grace she didn't have earlier. "I've been living in hell these past few weeks Dave, Rory has lorded over me like I was his personal slave. He couldn't screw me without switching back but unfortunately blowjobs don't have an effect on the spell. Rory wanted to see what a male orgasm was like and he made me give him oral sex, often. I couldn't hurt him because it's my body. I had to do as he said. Tonight was the end of the month and we were going to change back. But anytime in the future that 'Lauren' feels like I need a lesson, she can swap with me as soon as I have sex with her. I can't file for divorce, she'd get everything with the proof she had that I cheated on her." Lauren got a funny look on her face and then Dave felt the room spinning, his vision clouded and then cleared. "What just happened? My voice!" Dave looked at his body sitting on the couch, smiling back at him! "Well, Lauren, how does it feel to be such a sexy woman? You know, the spell isn't active now. We could go back into the bedroom and try out that new body of yours. I guarantee that sex, as a woman, is a fantastic experience. Of course, when your husband gets home, he'll show you what it's like as well. Dave looked down and saw the swell of Lauren's breasts pushing out the front of the silk robe he, make that she, was wearing. Dave was now Lauren. "What's to keep Rory from coming home and casting another spell and changing bodies with me?" the new woman asked. "The fact that I have the spell book and without it Rory can't do anything. Rory was stupid enough to hide it in the house. It took me two weeks to find it but I finally did. I would have undone the body swap spell myself, I tried often enough, but only the person that casts the spell can undo it. No, I have the book in a very safe place and I'll leave it there. I can't take the chance that Rory would use another spell on me for revenge. This is your life now Lauren, I hope you can find a way to enjoy it." Dave rose to leave. "Wait, I'm your best friend, why did you do this to me, why not some stranger?" the new Lauren asked. "Remember I said the redhead found a business card and called the house?" Dave asked. "Yes, so? You shouldn't have left it lying around." "It was your card, she sent it to Lauren, the other Lauren. It had my name and home phone number written on the back in your handwriting. Lauren made sure that the girl was with me, she had her describe my Marine Corps tattoo. You don't have one. You set me up 'buddy'." The new Dave said, bitterly. The new woman racked her memory and then it came to her. Dave had been angry with Rory for swapping partners just when the redhead was about to give Dave a blowjob, Rory had gotten it instead. Dave was more than a little drunk and thought it would be funny to leave a card behind with Rory's number on it. "Every time I had to give my own body head, I dreamed of the day that I'd get even with you for that. That motivated me to keep going. Well what goes around, comes around and you've just been fucked! Have a nice life, Bitch!" Dave turned to leave, he could hear the sound of a woman crying behind him. Dave stopped and turned back around. "Lauren, I don't want to leave it like this, we were friends once. If you can't live with Rory, you can live with me. It'll give you some time to get used to being a woman and I'll help you. Keep it in mind, it's an option." With that he left. 'It's the least I can do and if she takes me up on it, I'll have that tasty little body to screw again,' he thought. Dave walked outside into the warm spring sunshine. It felt good to be a man again. He stretched and felt his muscles. Lauren was a beauty but she was a woman and physically weak. It would be good to be able to lift things again without asking for help. Dave climbed into his car and fished the keys out of his pockets. Everything felt strange to him, strange but familiar. He was wearing comfortable shoes again and he didn't have the constant smell of perfume and makeup in his nose. His chest wasn't constricted by a bra or weighted down with breasts. Best of all, he could feel a cock in his crotch again and it even began to get hard when he envisioned the body he had worn for the last month. Tonight, he would find a woman and get laid, using the much larger cock he now possessed. He reached forward to start the car and dropped the keys. He looked at his hand, something was wrong, it seemed to be changing. He felt very weird, something was happening to him. Then the world went dark. Rory arrived home at the usual time. He walked up to Dave's car, parked in front of his house, and looked inside. Dave's clothes were lying on the front seat and his keys were on the floorboard, next to his shoes. Rory looked around but saw no one nearby. Chuckling, he went into the house. "Lauren, I'm home," he called out. He heard sobbing coming from the bedroom and went in there. Lauren was lying face down on the bed, wearing just a robe. She was crying into her pillow. "What's wrong honey?" he asked and touched her shoulder. She jerked when he did so and Rory chuckled again. "Well, 'Dave', looks like your good buddy double crossed you. I suspected he might," Rory said. The sobbing woman turned over and looked at Rory. Her face was streaked with tears and mascara. "You knew he was going to do this to me?" she asked. "I thought he might. I made sure he saw the business card so he could see it was Dave's handwriting. You now have a more flowing, feminine handwriting style. How about getting up and making dinner?" Rory said as he patted her on the butt. "Rory, can't you change us back into the right sex? I don't want to be a woman." "Nope, the other Lauren found my spell book and hid it somewhere. That bitch will never be able to use it but we'll never be able to find it either. You don't have to stay married to me but remember this, you're Lauren now and always will be. She never worked outside the home, she dropped out of college when we got married because she wanted to start a family. That hasn't worked out but we can keep trying." "Now you have a choice, be my wife or find a job and new place to live. Minimum wage is up over five dollars an hour now. Take your time making up your mind, just as long as I get an answer before dinner is on the table. By the way, what are we having for dinner?" "Fuck you Rory, I may be a woman but I have choices, I'll move in with Dave." Lauren said. "Oops, you don't know, do you?" Rory said with a grin. "Know what?" "I left what is called a guard spell on Lauren's body. It's kind of a mystical chastity belt. Anyone who had sex with Lauren would trigger the spell. Dave doesn't exist anymore, but there is a new dog running around, a mixed breed bitch in heat. Once she's been bred, once the dog is pregnant in other words, she'll remember who she was. She'll probably show up here if animal control doesn't grab her." Rory explained. Lauren sat there taking in the situation. She looked at Rory and sighed. Being a woman was better than being a dog. She rolled off the bed and walked past Rory. He put a hand on her arm and stopped her. "Where are you going?" he asked. "To see what's in the kitchen for dinner." Lauren said. Rory smiled and leaned over to kiss her, she turned her head and he kissed her cheek, he didn't press it. They had a long time to get to know each other. As Lauren began dinner, Rory stepped into the bathroom and closed the door. He checked the concealed hiding place that held his spell book. The former Lauren had found a dummy book he had left for her to find. You didn't get to be over three centuries old without learning from your mistakes. Rory put the book back, closed the hiding place up and sealed it with a spell. He looked at his male body and nodded approval but he knew that Lauren would be comparing his smaller penis with the one she had possessed just a few hours ago. Well, there was a spell for that as well. This wasn't the first time the sorcerer had been the wife then the husband, or vise versa, in the same marriage. Training the new Lauren should be easier than training the former Rory had been. The example of how much power the spell book held would be a motivator. Rory would wait until the dog showed up, hungry and pregnant, before revealing he still had the book. Rory entered the kitchen and watched his 'new' wife preparing dinner. She seemed to have everything in hand so he went into the living room and turned on the news. Later, they would take Dave's car back to his house and park it in the garage. Rory would put Dave's clothes in the hamper and his wallet and keys on the dresser. Dave's disappearance would be a puzzle that was never solved. One day, he might even change Dave back into a human, a woman of course. It would depend on how good a wife the present Lauren would make. Dave would be extremely obedient after a year or two as a dog. Motivation, that was the key. The end.