Mason The Lies Told Part 2
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After a strange flash of light my senses slowly started coming back to
me. Everything felt off. My head felt like it had extra weight pulling my
down from the back. I shook my head and the weight shifted around. Did my
hair grow longer? Was this some kind of prank? Those little brats had
better not of glued some fucking wig to my head while I was passed out or
I'll... No, something else wasn't right. I could still barely open my
eyes so I brought both my hands to my face and gave the eyeballs a bit of
a rub. Don't ask me how to explain it cause I'm really not good with
words, but something just felt plain fucking weird. Like, how should I
put this? I felt... small? Weak. Fragile.
My eyes began to focus and what I saw scared the living shit out of me.
There, towering above me, was myself! What the fuck? How is that even
possible? And more importantly why do I look like a fucking giant? My
eyes quickly darted around the room. Past "myself" was Ryan who was
checking out his muscles like he had never seen them before. And I use
the term "muscles" loosely here. Almost directly next to me was Madison
who, for some odd reason, was now almost eye to eye with me. No wait, she
was taller! She started rubbing her eyes too and if she had just woken
from a long nap. Slowly piecing together exactly what was going on I
gathered up the nerve and looked down at my body.
Which now looked exactly like Hailey's body.
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO ME?" I shouted in a voice so high pitched
that even I cringed at the sound of it. My voice. My voice was a girl's
voice. A fucking 13 year old girl's voice. What the FUCK?
Madison was still rubbing her eyes but she faced her body in my direction
and took on a very angry tone. "Hailey! When did you start talking like
that?"
Madison removed her hand from her eyes and looked absolutely terrified. I
put together what was going on. I was looking at Madison but on the
inside I knew it was my best friend. "Ryan?"
"Um yeah. What the fuck is going on? Are you alright Hailey?" she, or he,
coughed after finishing his sentence. I knew it was crazy but some how me
and Ryan were now in the bodies of two young girls. I seem to be stuck in
Hailey's tiny ass body. This body... is mine? I couldn't pay any
attention to what was going on around me. Here I was, Mason, captain of
the High School football AND lacrosse team, trapped in the body of, of a
child! Me! Six feet and 3 inches of pure muscle now reduced to the
minuscule form of.... Hailey? This is fucking unreal. FUCKING
unbelievable.
I had become fascinated by my tiny manicured hands. Was that nail polish?
I brought my hands to my nose and gave them a whiff. Yeah, smells like
polish. Since my hands were already by my face I carefully touched my new
cheeks. Not a trace of stubble anywhere. Smooth. Baby smooth. My hands
made their way down to my chest. Shit, my male chest was bigger than
this! I cupped my nonexistent breasts. Nothing! Nada. One of my
fingertips accidentally brushed against one of my new nipples which
caused a pleasant feeling to surge though my body.
Sensitive nipples. Interesting. Fuck, my mind was distracted. What is
going on?
"I don't believe it. This is unbelievable!" I said as I frantically
patted down my new body.
"What exactly is going on? Am, am I dreaming?" Ryan managed to spit out.
"No Ryan, you aren't dreaming. We've all switched bodies! You are now in
my body and Mason is now Hailey!"
Ryan's eyes started to glaze over and his adorable freckled face started
to turn blue. "I don't feel so good."
"That's probably because you had that whiskey! You aren't old enough for
that young lady," Madison scolded my friend from his own body. This was
all becoming way too weird. And when did Ryan have whiskey? I must have
been too concentrated on checking myself out. The thought of admiring
myself warmed my new body. I found it, arousing. While I had no real
chest to speak of I did enjoy the pleasure my new "nips" gave me. As nice
as that felt there was one place my young hands hadn't explored yet.
Since finding myself in Hailey's body I could feel the absence between my
legs though it didn't stand out as one of the bigger noticeable changes.
At least, not at first. The shock of being almost a full two feet shorter
than I was previously I think was the hardest to digest but now my
thoughts are only on one thing. My vagina. I have a vagina. Guys like me
have only ever DREAMED of having a vagina one day. But here I was mere
moments away from touching a vagina that was attached to my own pelvis.
As my fingers crept towards the moist slit in my shorts, maneuvering
between the silk of my new panties, my thoughts drifted to Zack. I
envisioned what it would be like if he were to slide his member into my-
I snapped back to reality as I felt the whole room was watching me. Not
knowing what else to say I blurted out, "It's gone!"
I was able to see Ryan reach his new "Maddie hands" into his own pants
but only for a brief moment before I was snatched from my sitting
position and flung across the room onto the couch. My heart felt like it
was beating a thousand times per second. In that brief amount of time I
was actually, physically tossed. No one has been able to do that to me
for years! While I gathered my thoughts I felt my body responding to the
adrenalin. Not only was that fun but there was something about being the
helpless one for once that I found a tad exhilarating.
Ryan on the other hand was starting to get fed up. "You girls can't do
this. I demand you change us back this instant!"
"It's too late now, GIRLS. These are our bodies now. It's our turn to be
the adults, at least til the end of your trip," Madison said to us.
"Being an adult is not that simple. You have responsibilities! It's
something you work your whole life preparing for," Ryan was getting
pretty pissed but it was so hard to take him seriously looking the way he
did. Which made me feel bad because it looked like he was about to cry.
The girls explained that with the body swap they somehow managed to
retain mine and Ryan's knowledge with their new bodies. While I found all
this highly interesting, really I did, my new body was speaking to me in
ways no one else ever has. For a split second I managed to get my mind
out of the gutter just enough to ask the girls. "But why us?"
My former body stepped forward. "We thought we were helping. It's not
every day you can take a break from yourself! Anyone can take a vacation,
sure, but you'll always be you."
As I watched the other's argue I started to absorb what was really
happening. I was a girl. A kid. A teenager. Again! I'm getting my fresh
start just like I had wanted. Better than what I wanted! This time I'm
actually a girl. This could definitely work in my favor. Sure it's only
for a week but I might just be able to act more like my real self if I'm
looking like Hailey. This could turn out to be the best week ever!
I returned to the conversation. "They have a point, dude. Isn't think
what we were asking for? If we had a chance to go back and do it all
over?"
Ryan wasn't buying into it. "Yeah but people say it all the time! No one
ever really expects it to happen! It's impossible!"
My heart rate picked up again as my mind was thinking of all the fun I
could have while in Hailey's body. Trying on clothes, going to the beach,
fingering my new pussy. I felt so energized and I was not gonna let Ryan
ruin this for me. Could one week away from being himself really kill him?
Highly doubtful! I grabbed Ryan by the shoulders. "But it DID happen!
This is a once in a lifetime opportunity. I don't know about you but I am
going to enjoy this while I can. What's one week as a girl, really?"
Okay, not my best motivational speech but I couldn't think of any of my
old football speeches that would be relevant to our current situation.
There was major doubt behind his new eyes. And sadness. I felt bad for my
friend but this is like a dream come true for me. I won't be overly pushy
but I'll try to show him we can have a lot of fun in these bodies. Fuck,
what does he have to complain about? He got the killer bod. I'm built
like a 10 year old boy and he's packing major guns. If anyone should be
upset it's me!
I shook my head. Where did that come from? Was that jealousy? This
emotion is foreign to me and I don't like it. Makes me feel weird. Mason
is jealous of no one!
Madison broke my concentration. "Umm guys, I think we have a problem."
She was having trouble reading the book and Hailey quickly snatched it
from her. Madison looked confused and grabbed her head. I could tell she
was starting to feel a bit tipsy. "You're drunk! And by the amount Ryan
was drinking I'm sure you're going to be feeling the effects real soon."
Ryan didn't look well either and he excused himself to use the little
boy's room. Little girl's room I corrected, giggling to myself. I sat on
the end of the couch and took in the sensations of my new body some more.
For starters, this hair was "ridonkulous." I felt like fucking Rapunzel
or something. I did some quick math in my head. If Hailey said she was
less than five feet tall, and this hair clearly goes all the way down to
my cute little bottom, that means I have half a bodies length worth of
hair. At least two feet long! I grabbed two separate sides and pulled in
opposite directions creating frighteningly long pig tails. This is too
weird. I examined my hands some more. I know it seems like a strange part
of the body to focus so hard on, especially given the fact that my
enormous dong is M.I.A., but they are right in front of me at all times
and are just so, so... dainty. I've always prided myself on being a Man's
Man. Someone all the guys looked up to. But that's not how I really felt
inside. I let my hands wander my hairless body and thought how much nicer
this felt than my older, hairy body. This felt more real to me. More my
style. I lifted my head a bit and decided to give the ol' nipples another
looks see. As a peered down my new tank top I heard the former girls
giggling at me.
"Don't be jealous, gentlemen. You had your chance," I winked in Hailey's
direction and she laughed some more. It was so odd seeing my old body act
so feminine. Is that how guys like me were supposed to act? It looked so
unnatural. Men acted like men and women acted like women. That's how
things are supposed to be. Men are not feminine. They aren't girly. And
they definitely do not GIGGLE. But as Hailey I was free to do all that
and not feel like I was constantly being judged by my manhood. Yes, this
really was going to be a vacation from myself.
Ryan finally emerged from the bathroom. Hailey gave him grief about
exploring his new body and continued to tease him. I was so caught up
with myself out here that I didn't think about going to the bathroom
myself and getting some one-on-one time with the new me. I wonder if Ryan
played with Madison's tits? I know I would if I was rocking that body. I
bet she has freckles on her tits too, just like her face. Not a lot of
freckles, but a good amount. I'll have to make note of this when the
opportunity arises and we're changing in front of each other to sneak a
peek at her boobs. Do I have any freckles? Glancing down my top once more
I was greeted with relatively pale skin and no noticeable freckles. Man,
Hailey is pale. I bet if I got this body some sun it would look even
better. Note to self: Get us to the beach ASAP.
So that's two notes. Try and see Ryan's new boobs and try to get to the
beach. I don't know why but I feel my mind is racing. An energy I never
thought I had was coursing through my veins. It was still pretty early in
the night and I guess my body was reacting like any other girl this age.
I wanted to DO something. Anything! I inhaled deeply through my nose and
started coughing. I could smell the alcohol from one of the glasses
several feet away from me. I have never had a good sense of smell so this
was all so new to me. Just smelling the air made my arms tingle a little
and I ran my right hand down my left arm. Oooooo goosebumps! I caught
Ryan looking my way so I hopped off the couch and flew to his side. "I
feel like I could run, like, 20 miles. Like right now! My back isn't
killing me anymore either. And check this out!"
I paused for a second and inhaled deeply through my nose and exhaled. It
was dramatic but I wanted to make sure I got my point across. "I can
actually breathe well through my nose. No more fucking sinuses! I know it
sounds retarded to get excited over smelling but my nose has always been
terrible. I feel like I can breathe for the first time in my fucking
life."
"Language!" Hailey bellowed with my old vocal cords. The hair on the back
of my neck stood on end and I immediately apologized. Dude, my old body
was fucking scary!
Ryan seemed to be lost deep in thought so I followed the girls to the
kitchen and observed as they proceeded to take shots in their new bodies.
Oh man, this is going to get real interesting real quick. My body might
be built like a tank but my tolerance is not all that great. I can pound
shots with the best of them but only if I pace myself properly. I know
how to handle my body but even with my knowledge I don't think Hailey's
ready to take on a task such as this.
Ryan finally caught up and tried to diffuse the situation. What an idiot.
Two teenage girls, now in the bodies of men twice our new size, with a
shitload of alcohol at their disposal and no "true" adult to stop them.
Good luck buddy. Maybe if you ask them real nicely they'll listen. And
maybe, if you ask SUPER nice, they'll give us our bodies back. Ha! Not
bloody likely.
The motion of Ryan squeezing his new breasts and complaining about having
them on his chest snapped me back into reality. "Yeah at least you got
tits, man! I'm as flat as a board!
Ryan cupped his breasts even harder than before. "You can have them if
you want. I don't want 'em!"
My jaw literally dropped and I stared wide-eyed at the girls. "Wait, can
I? Is that possible? Can me and Ryan switch?" My mind was swimming with
thoughts of taking over Madison's body as my own. The thought of her
large breasts hanging from my very own chest was making me moist down in
my Hailey parts. I would make a much better Madison anyway. In my mind I
already know exactly how I would dress a body like that. Lots of tight
fitting tops that would hug those magnificent breasts ever so snugly.
Maybe skirts too. Yeah, I think skirts would be the way too go with legs
like Madison's.
My dreams came crashing to a halt after Hailey explained it was
impossible. I wasn't going to take this sitting down. If they switched us
already than why not switch is again? There had to be more to this book
than the girls were letting on. Judging by the size of it there had to be
thousands of other spells in there just waiting to be recited. A bigger
chest for my new body perhaps? Seemed possible. Maybe make myself a
little taller too? Actually no, I'm kinda digging the whole munchkin
thing. Hmmm, the possibilities seemed endless. I just needed to find a
way to get my hands on it without the girls knowing.
In due time Mason, in due time. Patience is key. And considering Hailey
isn't answering any of my fucking questions I feel patience is my only
option. While her dodging my questions about the book was becoming
irksome, all that became irrelevant when she suggested us "girls" go up
to Ryan's new room and change for the night. I tried to play it cool but
in my mind all I could do was let out a girlish "Squuuueeeeeeeeeee!" I
was ready for some quality time with my new body without the girls around
to judge me. Ryan be damned, I'm getting naked whether he's in the room
or not.
Madison's room was so pink it looked like the walls were painted with
Pepto Bismol, which is exactly what I needed since the sight of the room
made me nauseous. While Ryan looked through Madison's dresser I
approached the mirror for the first time since the swap. The closer I got
to the mirror the more excited I got as the girl in the reflection did
the same. We came face to face and I put my hand up to touch hers. Her
fingers were cold to the touch, like they were made of glass. At least,
that's how the whole situation felt. Seeing the the blue-eyed cutie pie
in the mirror and trying to recognize it as myself just wasn't
registering. She was just a copycat. An adorable, young girl with the
ability to mimic my every move. It was a cute parlor trick but I wasn't
going to fall for it. I turned my back to her and placed my arms across
my chest. I caught Ryan exploring his lady parts and said, "Nice not
having to pick a side, huh?"
He nodded in agreement and continued to sort through the underwear
drawer. I decided enough time has passed and it was the right moment to
catch the mirror girl in the act. I quickly spun around to face her but
she was too quick and spun just as I did, looking me dead in the eye. I
moved in close again and examined her eyes. A sharp blue, piercing even.
Like ice. I brought a small finger up to my mouth and lightly brushed my
bottom lip as the girl in the mirror did the same. Even my lips were
soft. My bottom lip was slightly more plump than my old one. These lips
had a more sensuous feeling which brought me to a smile. This girl wasn't
giving up, was she? I guess it's time to play a little game of chicken.
I removed my tank top slowly over my head which proved increasingly
difficult as the rather large mass of hair atop my head got in the way.
Tossing the top on the floor I did what I had seen beautiful women do in
the movies all the time and gave my head a quick shake as my hair flew
wildly. The girl in the mirror was good, I'll give her that. I slowly
unbuttoned the tight jean shorts I had been wearing and slid them slowly
down my smooth, slender legs, swaying my tight little butt back and forth
to inch them down even more. I kicked them at the mirror with my childish
toe and both my shorts and the girl in the mirror's shorts collided. Now
in just my bra and panties I stared her down again. Once again I brought
my hand to the mirror and we touched.
It's really me. I can't fucking believe it. This girl is me.
A single tear fell down my cheek but I quickly dried it off so Ryan
wouldn't see. I can't let him believe I'm TOO happy about this, can I?
What would he even think if he knew? Whatever. I stepped away from the
mirror a bit and contorted by nubile form in a manner in which I could
see the reflection of my new butt. "I might be lacking in the chest area
but hot damn do I have a sweet tush!"
Ryan gave me a quick smirk and went back to rummaging through his dresser
trying to find something to wear. I continued to admire my body some more
in the mirror but couldn't help but steal glances in Ryan's direction
every so often. At once point he finally peeled his shirt off to reveal
more of those tits I've been so anxious to check out. Sure he was still
in a bra but hot damn was this a better view of the goods! I rubbed my
chest a little while I stared at his boobs a bit wondering if Hailey's
would get that big at some point. Not like I'll ever get to enjoy them if
they do unless somehow my tits grew over night. Reaching back and
scratching at my bra straps was becoming a pain in the ass so I ripped it
off and threw it across the room. "Fuck this thing! It itches. Why does
she even wear it? There's nothing to fill the damn thing out anyway?"
I noticed Hailey's sleepover gear in a giant purple sack next to
Madison's bed with "HAILEY" stitched into the side. This must be hers.
Heh. She didn't have anything real "kinky" to wear which was pretty
disappointing but I guess her itsy, bitsy, teenie, weenie pair of mesh
shorts would have to do. I inched the shorts up my legs and wiggled my
bottom into place. Not a bad fit. All that was in the bag in terms of
tops were a few plain white t-shirts. Oh well, beggars can't be choosers.
Although I had no real boobs to speak of I loved the tight, constricting
feeling of Hailey's shirt against this skin. I'm used to wearing tight
shirts on my old body to show off the muscles and all but this felt
completely different. Like it hugged my skin. I searched the bag some
more and found some insanely large, fluffy, bunny slippers. Oh fuck me,
you better believe I'm wearing these!
When Ryan and I went back downstairs to join our old bodies, he made his
way over in their direction while the warm glow of the television caught
my eye. I crawled up onto the sofa. Oh cool, Family Guy is on? Fuck yeah!
This night just keeps getting better and better! It was hard to
concentrate on the television when everything about my body felt off. Not
in a bad way. Just different. Like, when I normally watch the boob tube I
position my body a certain way. I'm so much smaller now that it doesn't
feel right. Shit, my feet don't even touch the ground! I felt it best to
find out what my body found most comfortable which oddly enough, turned
out to be sticking my legs outward off the couch and resting my hands on
my lap in a feminine manner. Quite the lady I've become! I suppressed a
giggle, God am I a dork or what?
I grabbed the remote and turned up the volume a little bit on the T.V. to
drown out the sound of the girls arm wrestling. I didn't even need to
bother watching them go at it. As long as Hailey has my arms she would be
doing all the winning. Ryan isn't exactly the most jacked dude and
actually looks like a stick compared to me. Sorry, that was mean.
Shouldn't talk about my bud like that. Haha. Oh, speak of the devil! He
must have heard me trash talking him in my head. How does he do that?
Sneaky bastard. He took a seat next to me, his attention still directed
towards the shenanigans taking place in the next room. Even in the body
of a child Ryan is still the responsible adult. He needs to cut loose and
chill! Enjoy the moment. "C'est la vie" and all that. Or am I thinking
"carpe diem?" Seize the life? Or is it "sic semper?" Fuck it, whatever.
My eyes wandered down to the coffee table where I noticed someone had
left what looked like a Jack and Coke. Ryan's back was to me so I swiped
the glass from it's coaster and took a quick chug of it's contents. Big
mistake.
"That's a lot stronger than I remember," I coughed, wiping excess dribble
from my chin.
"Holy shit, did you just have some of their booze? These bodies are
underage you dumbass!"
"Oh puh-leeze. This body is only a year younger than I was when I started
drinking. Remember Zack's 14th birthday party? We were wasted!" I
recalled. "Plus, like you said to the girl's earlier, I've had a rough
week and I'm on vacation. I deserve a little something something."
"So a vacation from yourself isn't enough? Just listen to them! They're
gonna tear this house apart," he nagged, referencing what sounded like a
lamp shattering.
I took a deep breath. "It doesn't matter what body they inhabit. Sure,
they can use our knowledge or whatever to let them know how much liquor
our bodies can handle. But obviously they aren't using that knowledge, or
just choose to ignore it, because it's pretty plain to see they've
already gone above and beyond. Their minds aren't used to this sort of
thing. I give them 30 minutes and I bet you they are out like a light.
Then we have the whole night to relax in peace and enjoy the gift they
gave us."
I leaned back into the sofa pretty satisfied with my speech but Ryan
still wasn't convinced. "Gift? Are you serious? I still can't believe you
are taking this so well. Look at you! You're a girl! You act as if this
happens to us all the time!"
Alright, now he's starting to piss me off. Time to execute Maneuver 27:
Distract Ryan with video games so he shuts his fucking yap. It's one of
my all time favorite tactics because it leads to two things: Ryan
shutting up and video games. It's win-win! I started to walk over to the
X-box. "Look. I don't want to talk about it right now. Here, this should
take your mind of things."
I chucked the X-box controller right at his breasts. Bullseye! Easy
Target. He rubbed his chest which I had to admit made me a little wet
down in my Hailey bits. "Ya hit me right in the boob ya jerk!"
I strutted over to him seductively. "Here, let me rub that for you." I
gave his boob a quick, playful squeeze before he slapped my hand away.
Yeah, they felt just as awesome as I thought they would. Mark my words,
that won't be the last time I touch them either.
Maneuver 27 went off without a hitch and before you knew it we were both
lost in a world of Halo. Poor bastard fell right into my trap. I can be
pretty fucking manipulative when I need to be. You should see Maneuvers
1-26! Ryan thought he was being clever at points but I noticed him taking
sips of my Jack and Coke. Not that I minded at all. The more he drank the
more he would loosen up to have some fun. And maybe, just maybe, being
willing to do a little girl-on-girl experimentation.
Too much?
Yeah, I tend to get a bit carried away. Especially with alcohol in my
system. But I dunno, the more I drink the more I feel weird towards
Ryan's new body. I don't know if it's my mind or Hailey's body but there
is some sort of reaction going on here. Even the thought of both of our
girlish lips sharing the same glass felt exciting to me. Like an indirect
kiss, maybe? I shook my head. What a childish thought. As we continued to
play these thoughts became stronger, particularly when we got more
touchy-feely.
The night carried on and I was having an absolute blast. This is what
life was all about. Maybe it's the alcohol talking but just hanging out
with my best friend playing Halo. This is the life! And if we were able
to just stay like this. Stay in these bodies! We could do shit like this
all the time without work or fucking bills and all that shit getting in
the way. I felt so... carefree! That's the word I was looking for.
Carefree. We were having such a good time I finally noticed how quiet the
girls had gotten. Did I fucking call it or what? Hot damn I'm good. I
should have bet Ryan money.
Ryan went to investigate his guest room to see if Madison found her way
to a bed. I told Ryan I was going to check on Hailey but in a rather
pathetic attempt at getting up I fell back onto the couch and stretched
my legs out. Wow, this couch was soft. I could lay here all night and all
day. Maybe that's what I'll do tomorrow. Just lay down and relax on the
soft, soft couch. Mmmmmm, you know what else is soft? My new vagina. My
eye lids were getting pretty heavy, like cinder blocks, but I was able to
take a quick survey of my surroundings to see if anyone was looking. The
coast seemed clear so I quickly slid my hand down past the elastic of my
undies and inserted my index finger into the fleshy mound I now
possessed.
Holt shit.
It's even more amazing that I could have imagined. I've known my way
around the vagina since the age of 15 and have been rocking women's
worlds ever since so I knew all the right buttons to push. I slid my
middle finger in next and enjoyed a little double penetration for a bit.
Never in a million years did I ever think I would be in the receiving end
of such vaginal punishment. As my mind often did while masturbating,
images of Zack started popping into my head and my breathing increased as
I pushed myself harder and harder. I bit my lip as to not make a sound, a
tear trickled down my cheek and the pleasure became so intense I climaxed
and my legs turned to jelly on the couch. I was so exhausted I tried to
lift my hand out of my pants but not only couldn't I open my eyes to view
my "handy work," I couldn't even budge my arm. My breathing slowly
returned to normal as I drifted off to sleep.
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