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Lasting Impressions: Chapter 8
By: ASTRO
Day 35
The alarm clock went off at 7 AM. I was my normal groggy self as I
moaned and complained. AJ had to take the covers off of me so I would
wake up. We had to be on the maglift by 10 AM if we were going to make
our appointment. We had a little time and AJ knew exactly what to do to
wake me up. My vision was just beginning to clear when I felt AJ grab my
feet and pull them up in the air. I was flipped on my back and my legs
were spread as he held me by my ankles. I was not very amused, but then
I saw his tent in the front of his underwear and I understood. I was not
in the mood for foreplay, but I did make him beg a little.
AJ made a cute little sad face and then dove head first into my crotch.
He pulled my silky panties off with his teeth, and stared up at me from
behind my vagina. I liked the look in his eyes. He used his fingers to
get me turned on and wet. I felt the similar pressure from his penis as
he inserted it into me. I was pleased to see that he used some KY jelly.
It made sex feel so much better, and I did not hurt as much afterward.
We knocked hips for about five minutes and were both done. I started to
hope that Jess would let me wake her up like that in the future.
I got out of bed and let my panties lay wherever AJ threw them. It was
early and I did not mind walking naked to the shower. I picked out a
simple pair of cotton panties and a matching bra, a simple skirt, and a
pink blouse. AJ grabbed his normal baggy clothes that included a "Linkin
Park" t-shirt and a pair of loose fitting jeans. He followed me to the
shower and figured we might have a little more fun before we left.
The shower was extremely erotic. AJ used my girly soap to give most of
my body a massage as he washed me. I was in heaven. He then grabbed the
shower head to rinse me off. Apparently he knew what the shower massager
could do to stimulate me as well. He pinned me to the back of the shower
and used his strength to hold me in a vulnerable position. I could
hardly bear the strength of the orgasms that I had. Masturbating with
the shower head was not near as good as what AJ did to me in there. I
fell to my knees when he released me. AJ was erect and placed his cock
in my face. I did not really want to give him oral, so I found my
strength and stood up. I told him there was one thing I had not done
while I was a woman and wondered if he would do the honors. I had
brought a small amount of KY with me and grabbed it from the sink
counter. I turned the shower head off of his cock and sprayed the wall.
I placed a generous amount of lubricant on his cock and turned my back
to him. I used one hand to support myself against the wall and the other
to spread my butt cheeks.
"I want to have anal sex with you," I pleaded.
AJ was a little worried about doing this and hesitated for a second. He
afer all would be in this body by the end of the day. I told him it was
ok and I wanted to do this. It would be at least 12 hours before we
would switch back and this body would be healed by then, I thought. AJ
gave in and began to push his hard cock up my ass. It hurt quite a bit
as he pushed into me. I felt so much pressure and stretching, and there
was not the normal relief that came when he fully entered me. I was not
very impressed with anal sex. AJ began pumping me from behind and it
hurt a lot more than anything else. I had to get my mind off of the
pain. I had AJ pass me the shower head and I used the massage function
on my clit again. That really did the trick, except when I accidentally
massaged AJ's balls. Apparently that hurt quite a bit.
Anal sex alone was not that great, but combined with rubbing your clit
it can be exhilarating. I managed to come another two times and I would
have collapsed if it were not for AJ holding my ass up as he pumped me.
It took him a little while longer to cum this time, but I was doing
alright. He pulled out after he finished and I felt a horrible slippery
feeling in my ass. I knew that I would be feeling the mess up there for
awhile. I used the shower head to clean it out, but I could still feel a
slippery mess.
We finished washing up and I laughed because AJ spent a long time
cleaning his cock. We stepped out of the shower, dried off, and got
dressed. I had to spend another 15 minutes getting my hair brushed and
my makeup on. I finished in the bathroom and grabbed a bag for packing
our clothes.
I decided I was going to get even with Jess for packing me such horrible
clothing last time. I picked the most revealing uncomfortable clothes I
could find. First I grabbed a pair of crotchless panties from the
lingerie drawer. Second I grabbed a strapless bra and a tube top. I
tried to wear the tube top with the strapless bra and my boobs fell out
three times. One of the times was at Wal-Mart shopping with the kids. I
am sure that I filled a 14 year old boy's spank bank for the next month
or two. I picked out a mini skirt to finish off the outfit and laid it
out on the bed to get a good look. I decided that the clothing would be
too much for the maglift ride home and packed a baggy sweatshirt too. I
put my deodorant, brush, makeup, and perfume in the bag as well. AJ had
picked out some clothes and set them on the bed. I looked them over and
was happy to wearing that type of clothing again.
We made it to the maglift station with ten minutes to spare. We boarded
on time and talked the entire ride to San Antonio, TX. AJ was not eager
to switch back. He loved my life and really enjoyed being a man. He was
so comfortable in my clothes and loved how easy it was to get ready.
Everything was so simple too. I did enjoy most of my experience as a
woman. I found that woman's clothing could be exciting, and I loved
getting all dressed up. I was very pleased with sex, but I hated it when
AJ got off and I did not. I was moderately comfortable in her body and
could learn to really enjoy it if I had to. AJ looked up and asked the
question I knew was coming.
"Will you make the switch with me permanent?" AJ pleaded. "Let's not go
to this appointment and never switch back?" AJ asked.
"I cannot do that. I do enjoy being you, but I miss talking to my
friends as the person they know and I do not want to have periods for
the next 20 years," I replied.
I explained to AJ that there were a couple of reasons why we could not
miss the appointment. If we did not switch back in a year our
interactive synapse programs would be broken down by our minds, and we
would not be able to function in our bodies anymore. The bodies we were
in would attack our minds and we would live out our lives unable to
perform basic functions. Our minds and bodies are mated up very
specifically and when we swap it is like getting an organ transplant,
except that there are no matching types. The 1 year and 5 year
degradation programs were just like they sounded. Both had built in
defenses to keep the mind from breaking them down, but would eventually
fail over time.
The permanent plan was according to the company's website found by
mistake. The MIT graduates were trying to create a program that would
not degrade over time, but would still allow the individuals to swap
freely. Instead of creating a defensive program they created a bonding
program that would integrate with the current body and mind to make it
fit like the old mind did. There were two rich CEOs of the company at
the time who were in their late 40s, but due to the advancements of
modern science did not look older than 25. They volunteered to swap with
some young male interns to test out the program. The young interns saw
the hot looking women and let the curiosity get the better part of them.
They swapped and everything went as planned, but when they ran their
diagnostics they found that they could not differentiate between the
program and the minds they just swapped. The program had integrated as
part of the individual and became one fluid stream of consciousness. If
they tried to swap the minds now their original body would reject them
and they would be nothing more than a vegetable for the rest of their
life. The CEOs were thrilled with their now young and strong bodies and
did not mind. The interns were happy to be rich and successful so nobody
sued, but I am willing to bet that if we talk to the CEOs, now knowing
their true age, they are probably not so happy. Menopause is probably
not something they ever planned on experiencing. We both had a chuckle
at that, but I felt a little uneasy inside.
AJ understood all of my arguments, but he had to ask. He did not have
any desire to have periods for the next 20 years either. I decided to
make a compromise and told him that we would save up again and do
another five week switch again. AJ was not amused and did not like that
deal. He wanted our next switch to last a full year or even go to the
five year plan. I was doing my best to restrain my anger. We talked some
more and calmed down. AJ talked about how our family was so much happier
due to the switch and we had both grown to love each other even more. AJ
pointed out that we were having sex more and really enjoying it. As a
woman AJ did not like sex the way he was enjoying it now. I was inclined
to agree, and even suggested the idea of having more kids. AJ smiled as
if he knew that was where our conversation was going.
"I have the perfect compromise. You and I going to try and have another
kid one year from now, but you are going to carry the child and deliver
it," AJ suggested.
I was very nervous about this. AJ began to argue about fairness and how
he had already given birth to two of our kids, and all I had to do was
watch. He said next time we should switch to the five year plan and I
could nurse the future child as well. "The best part about being
pregnant is that you will not have any periods till you quit breast
feeding," AJ said. After listening to his argument I finally agreed, but
I had a good suspicion that he was leaving out plenty of the not so
pleasant details a few of which I knew about. We arrived at the station
shortly after our conversation ended and like last time found a car
waiting for us.
Everything occurred in order as it did last time except I was in Jess's
body going through the swap. I entered the girl's side of the room and
sat down in the chair. A female technician applied the bio sensors and
the IV. I took the sedative and woke up five minutes prior to the swap.
The machine had a record of what memories were held so I did not have to
concentrate on anything this time. The mind transfer was much smoother
this time, and I felt a very graceful hand pull me into my own body. I
came to my sense much faster than before.
A male technician came in and ran a short four minute diagnostic and
then began to remove the sensors. I remembered again why I hate those
sticky sensors as hair was ripped out of my chest and arms. My IV was
removed and I was sent to the sonic shower. I was fully refreshed when I
stepped out and as I got dressed I snickered as I wondered what Jess was
thinking as she saw what clothing I packed for her.
I finished dressing and walked back to the briefing area. It took Jess a
lot longer to arrive. I was very turned on when I saw her enter the
room.
"Is this your idea of a joke?" she angrily asked.
"An eye for an eye," I said.
One again we were ushered out of the building to prevent us from having
a fight in front of the potential customers. We decided not go home
right away. The kids were taken care of and we had been away from
ourselves for a while. We decided to go down to the river walk and get
some food and knock back a couple of drinks. Jess grabbed a pamphlet
before we were pushed out of the building.
"Oh my God, look at these prices!" Jess exclaimed.
The company's $1000 cost was just a promotion to get things rolling. It
was better for them to have people swapping and telling stories than
paying for advertising. It now cost $8500 for a one year swap, $12000
for a five year, and it cost $20000 for a life time swap. We both were
very disappointed to see this. There were some upgrades to what we had
done though. The company had some advancements coming on board that
would allow a couple to switch in five hours instead of 12, and there
was no more need for sitting on the toilet chair to switch. I am
guessing that the engineers were not thinking very ergonomically when
they designed their original machine. I started to hail a taxi while
Jess kept reading. The memory hold process remained the same, but the
company could now filter out personal things within one's experiences
that they did not wish to share. I was impressed, but Jess and I both
knew that we could not afford to swap in the near future. Jessica
started to cry, and I held her tight like she had done for me. I told
her that I would work hard and we would find a way if it meant that much
to her. She cheered up as a taxi pulled up alongside of us.
Jess was still very unhappy with how she was dressed and put the sweat
shirt on in the taxi. I laughed because it was easily 90F outside and
she was in a sweat shirt and a miniskirt. Jess gave up on the sweat
shirt after walking a short distance. I decided that I was being overly
cruel to her and we stopped at an elegant dress shop. I let Jess pick
out a jade green dress made out of Egyptian cotton. I was amazed at how
the material flowed so perfectly across her body. I began to erotically
think about how the material hugged her waist and accented her breasts.
I was back to being a guy and I liked it, but there were parts of my
mind that wondered how it felt to wear the dress too. Jess bought a new
pair of heels and a pearl necklace. I was a bit taken by the cost of it
all, but on the other hand I would get to wear it in a year from now if
I could make the money so I did not care. I bought a sports coat to make
myself more presentable.
We found a nice Italian restaurant in the far end of the river walk and
enjoyed our privacy as we talked about what we enjoyed about our
experiences. The night ended with me helping a very inebriated Jess to a
taxi. We made it to the maglift in time to catch the last lift out. Jess
passed out on the ride back and I just held her envying her in all of
her beauty. I was really going to miss being Jess, but I knew how to
take care of her in a deeper and more personal way. I would be a better
husband to her then I had ever been before, and we would be happier from
now on, or at least until we tried to swap again.
Mara
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