Wish Granted
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Laying in bed spooning my wife late one night with my arm resting across
the small of her waist.. She's fast asleep. I often woke up like this
right about 2 am and my mind wandered. I'd think about the events of the
previous day and what was coming up for the next day. Meetings I had,
honey-dos to take care of the coming weekend. That sort of thing.
This night, I was pondering my marriage. I was a lucky guy. The woman I
was spooning was beautiful. How the hell did she ever end up with me? I
buried my nose in Jenna's strawberry blonde hair and breathed her
in...she used Redken...it smelled great. As I pulled my nose out of her
nest of hair, I looked over the silhouette of her body and a weird
thought came to me.
What is life really like for her? Was she happy? She seemed happy. What
was it like being a woman? How did it feel being the "weaker" sex?
Having doors held open for you? Monthly periods? Pampering yourself?
Foreplay? Being seduced and fucked? I laughed to myself a second...how
uncomfortable is a thong? Women really go through a lot to look great.
It must really suck having to watch what you eat all the time and
workout endlessly.
I move my nose to her neck and shoulders and nuzzle her ever so
slightly...the smoothness and the faint smell of her favorite body
lotion. Body lotion...I've never used the stuff in my life. LOL. Women
seem to go through it like water. I notice she moves just a bit with my
nocturnal sniffing....I've stirred her just a bit. I back off...she has
to be up early to drive to her mothers. I don't want to wake her.
Still my thought persisted. What was it like for her? Life? I look down
at her shapely ass and smooth legs. I rub my lower leg up against her
and slide it down hers...the smoothness. Such a turn on. She feels me
doing this and, even in her sleep, she instinctively moves her body back
against mine. Surely she can feel my hard on developing against the
delicious softness of her ass. I nod off...into a dream.
A dream....I'm laying in bed with my wife and for some reason I start to
wonder what it's like to be her. We're spooning...like we always do. I
slip my right hand inside the waistband of her panties. She's fast
asleep. I pull her panties down over her ass down her leg and start to
slip my right leg into the right side of them...I don't know why. I just
wonder what it's like to wear them. I slowly pull them down her leg.
She's still fast asleep...a deep sleeper she is. Down..slowly off her
thighs...down to her kneecap...I slide my leg in further..we're are
equally wearing them now...with one more movement over her ankle, feet,
toes...I slip my left foot in the left side. She's not wearing them
anymore...I slide my left leg into them and use my hands to slowly pull
them up over my kneecap...up my thigh over my butt....they don't fit
right...not built for a guy at all. But the feel as I slide them is
electric...I'm hard as can be...I imagine I'm her now. And she's me...
I wake up...my wife leaning over me..."Hey, I gotta get on the road." She
says. I look up bleery-eyed at her. She's leans over and pecks me on the
cheek...I smell that body lotion and catch a glimpse down her blouse...
"Okay, see you tonight," I reply. "Later, babe." she says; and with that
she's off. I look down wondering for a fleeting second if I actually had
on her panties or not...LOL... No, it was dream. I get up and watch her
drive away.
I walk over to her dresser, I had never done this before...I open each
drawer in order and see a world foreign to husbands. Panties...alll
sorts...thongs...assorted colors and textures...cotton, satin. On the
left side...boy cut and spanx. Next drawer, lingerie and bras...
babydolls, basques, pantyhose. I pick up a pair...black...shiny
"Woolford" brand...my wife's favorite. What's it like to wear these...so
smooth. Women must have to be really careful putting them on to avoid
tearing them. I know they're pretty expensive. What a different world
for her. My drawers were so simple...socks, underwear...blah blah.
That evening my wife get's home. I'm in bed early. She walks in. "I'm
beat." she says. "Gonna take a shower and climb in bed with you." I look
over and smile from my iPad and say "How was your day?" She replies "Not
bad, nice lunch but you know how mom is." She's going through her drawer
for a change of cloths for after she showers. She grabs a pair of black
satin panties and long, loose nightshirt and walks into the bathroom. As
I watch her walk, I imagine again...what it would be like to be
her...not sure where the thought keeps coming from. Weird.
By the time she's showered and changed and climbs in bed, I had the
light off. She assumes her usual position spooning up next to me. What
came next surprised us both...I asked..out of right field..."Can I ask you
a question?"
"Sure babe..." replied Jenna
I think for a second before talking but end up asking.... "Are you happy?"
"What? Yes. Of course. Why?"
"I was just wondering. Wondering about you. How happy you are. What life
is like for you. What it's like to be you," I reply.
She rolls over...looks at me...runs her slender fingers through my hair.
"Oh, it's great...I've got a loving husband. My health..." she smiles a
bit..."a killer body and great tits."
We both laugh a second. "What makes you ask?"
"No reason. Just wondering."
"Well, if I could, I'd let you take my place..." Jenna smiled as she said
and then laughed and rolled her eyes. She rolls back over and spoons me
again. "Now go to sleep."
We both laugh as I wrapped my arm around her lower torso and nuzzle up
next to her as we nod off.
I'm dreaming...laying next to my wife....I remember what she said..."If I
could, I'd let you take my place." I think to myself...I'm not gay but
I'd take her up on it if it were possible. I start imagining I'm
her...laying there spooned up next to me. I close my eyes and breath in
deeply...pushing up against her..imagining I'm breaching her skin and
merging with her. Nothing...I say to my inner self...I want to be Jenna...
I want to be my wife. I push again...imagining I'm crossing into her....I
can feel my body moving...inside...passing through her...like a car
parking in a new spot. For a second I can feel it....I'm being spooned.
Back again...I look at Jenna...."Holy crap." I close my eyes and breath
in again....and push...imagining I'm leaving my body and entering her. "I
want to be Jenna." I push...I pass into her....again...I'm not pushing
anymore...I'm being pushed into...I'm being spooned.
For the next few seconds, it goes like this...back and forth from my
body to Jenna's...like a light flickering on and off. The longer it goes
on, I realize I can control it. I start to concentrate...I'm Jenna...and
try to hold myself inside her. The flicker slows and I'm in her for
longer and longer moments...for several moments it goes like this...I'm
her... I'm me...slowly....I'm in her more than me....like a pendulum
swinging back and forth...slower...on the "in Jenna" pendulum swing...I
mentally push her into my male body.
And it stops. Abruptly.
I wake up.
You ever notice in the first few seconds when you wake up, you're
partially in an ethereal moment where half of you is sleeping and the
other half waking? You're not sure if you are awake or not. Well, it was
during those few moments...my eyes opened. I wasn't spooning Jenna
anymore.
A moment of confusion. Something is wrong....or different. Wait....Jenna's
behind me...spooning me. Hmmm...this was new.
It's then I noticed her being behind me wasn't the only thing different
this morning. Her hair was in my face...I move my hand up to move it out
of the way...and I start realize something was really strange....my
arm...wasn't my arm. It was much more slender...and hairless. And as I
move my arm to flick the hair off me...I feel a movement on my chest...I
look down...I'm wearing Jenna's nightshirt and then the shock of my
life....I see her tits. My eyes shoot wide open...oh my god...I think to
myself. My hands rush down and touch them...."I've got tits. I'm Jenna."
My mind races... I remember Jenna saying it last night.... "Well, if I
could, I'd let you take my place..."
It happened. Somehow. I have no clue how....but it happened.
My moving had started to stir "me" -- still spooning Jenna's body. My
mind raced...trying to figure things out...my dream...I wished to be
her...and during the merge...I shoved her into my body. Its Jenna in my
body. Does she know what's going on?
I lay there a moment...and finally ask, "Jenna?"
I can feel her up against me...she moves in closer...her arm slips
around "my" waist...I can feel her nose bury itself in my hair. She
whispers, "Mornin' babe." And with that moves her hand up and starts
fondling "my" tits. I can feel her getting hard as she presses herself
into "my" ass. Oh shit, I think to myself....she's getting turned on by
this.
I roll over...it's surreal...I see me laying there looking at... well...
me. Jenna smiles.... "You okay, babe?"
I ask, "Are you in there?"
Jenna replies, "What?...you okay Jen?"
My mind raced...somehow we had switched places. Jenna was me...really
me. With no recollection of ever being Jenna. That had to be it. But how
did it explain me...I was inside her...and still knew I was male. I was
just inhabiting her body.
Jenna grabs my waist and kisses me. Wait...I thought...this isn't
right...but my body corrects me. It's right..it's what this body likes.
I can feel my tits stiffen a little...goosebumps form on my arms. I feel
warmth below...wetness.
Jenna looks at me... "God I'm lucky. How did I get you? You're beautiful.
That blonde hair...those blue eyes..."
I'm in shock. Somehow we'd switched places. I was kidding. I just
wondered what it would be like...I really didn't want to switch. But we
did. And Jenna had no recollection of ever being female. I was Jenna as
far was she was concerned.
So...here I was in bed with my wife...in my body. I had always been
heterosexual. But here I was with a man...now my husband...kissing me
and aroused...wanting a morning quickie with "his wife". His hands slip
down from my tits to my panties...the black panties Jenna had put on
last night...he rubs his hands over my ass softly....I sensed he is
thinking what I always thought when I did that exact same thing to
her...the smoothness of the satin over that perfectly shaped ass...an
ass I'm going to fuck in a few minutes. I know that's what she was
thinking.
Jenna's body reacted...it was like I had no control. In my mind, I had
no interest in being fucked as a woman. And yet here I was. In Jenna's
body...primed for sex. She was much bigger than me...she could do
anything she wanted to me and I had little power to resist.
For some reason unknown to me...my wish had been granted. I was going to
know what it was like to be Jenna. My wife. I just didn't know if it was
temporary or not. With that thought...she pulled "my" panties down over
my incredibly shapely and sexy ass...I knew what was coming...off went
panties down my lower legs and she rolled me onto my back as she climbed
on top of me.
I gasped slightly at the sight of what was now my wife in my
body...aroused and mounting me. I had a flashback to all the times I
made love to my wife like this...the feeling of power as the weight of
my body held her down...as I slowly teased her by entering her...just a
bit...and then withdrawing...just to tease her...and then making her beg
to be fucked. This was deja-vu..only I was being the teased one.
I look up at what used to be Jenna...I see him looking me over and
liking what he sees...I feel him enter me....slightly. My body
convulses... electricity...oh my god....its like I lost control...Jenna's
body took over...it had needs...it was built to be fucked....involuntarily
I whimper...and try to move down to take in more of her dick...she pulls
back. I had always done that...too...I knew that would happen...I also
knew I had to have it in me...as deeply as she could drive it...and I
also knew, when I was male...I loved making Jenna beg for it. I didn't
want to do that...I was male, not female...but the body I was in was too
needy...too powerful in its need.
I could see Jenna smiling...we both knew it was going to happen...always
did. She looked at me...."What do you want, Jen?" My breathing
accelerated...my hair is a mess...I look up at him...he's holding my
wrists down on the bed...his chest...this body wanted to...demanded
to...be fucked. I can't do that...the male part of me thinks...but
Jenna's body ignored what I thought...I was just a passenger. I wrapped
my legs around Jenna in my body in an attempt to pull him into
me...deeply. He smiles....he's not done teasing. "Beg me." he says. I
try to resist but can't..."...fuck me, please" I say breathily. He smiles
and starts pumping...it feels electric. My body moves with his...in
rhythm. In...out...in...out...slowly but picking up pace... in... out....
in.... out.... my tits move back and forth... i'm.... being.... fucked.... by....
my.... wife...in..out..in..out...he stops...I know he's about to climax...
I am too...in one final thrust I feel warmth....deep inside Jenna's body.
We both moan....then I gasp..."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.......that feels so gooood." I say
out loud...my arms wrapped around his neck and I explode into an
orgasm..convulsing.
He collapses on me and rolls over...I always did that...I smile...
meanwhile this body is still in a state of euphoria...so this is what it
feels like for a girl....I think to myself. I smile.
He, Jenna, says..."I gotta get going...meeting today." It confirms for me
what used to be my wife Jenna was gone...somehow when we switched...her
mind was overwritten by what was mine. Meanwhile, I remained fully
me...just in her body.
I watch what used to be Jenna get up and get dressed...from my drawer he
grabs socks, underwear...pants..shirt.. and goes to the bathroom to get
ready for that day...he did it just like he was me. Perfectly.
I knew Jenna didn't have anything planned for the day so I just lay
there. Wondering what force caused this wish to come true. On my back, I
close my eyes...winding down from the fucking I had just been the
receiver of...amazing. Sex for them is so different...less guttural and
more sensual....and the feeling..the orgasm...amazing. I can feel the
warmth...the seed implanted into me...some dripping out onto the bed. My
legs search for the black panties and find them...I slip them back
on...up over my smooth legs...kneecap....(I remember my dream where I took
them off Jenna and put them on me) over my thighs...up to my ass..over
it onto my hips....
I lay there contemplating what this all meant...was it permanent? With
each breath in and out I watch my chest move up and down....I'd be wearing
bras from now on if that was the case. If it was permanent how would I
cope with this? I didn't want to be married to a man...though the sex I
just had was a m a z i n g.
I figured the only chance was to reverse the wish...I closed my eyes and
said...I don't want to be Jenna anymore....over and over....I open my eyes
and...nothing. Damn.
Days passed. I tried every night to wish us back to our rightful place.
But nothing. I start to settle into the routine of my wife's life.
Eventually, I come to accept this was likely permanent. I would be Jenna
from now on. Married to a man. The former me.
After a month, I started to make Jenna's life mine. I changed my
hairstyle, made it a bit longer and wilder...I started to dress
differently than Jenna ever did. More casual. Less conservative. I
started to favor yoga pants and leggings. Whenever, I wasn't
working...they became my go tos. Over time, I started to realize what I
had in common with my husband was less and less. I started to consider
separation. We had just grown too far apart.
I made an appointment at Jenna's stylist and asked for a whole new look.
Different hair, makeup. A new Jenna. I cracked her LinkedIn profile
changed her...my profile pic. The new Jenna. I knew what hiring managers
looked for...and I gave it to them.
To be continued.
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