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Frenemy Switch - part 1 - by Switch-guy - version 4 *************************************** ++Updated++ Part based on reader input. Also updated to best align to part 2, the last part of the Frenemy Switch storyline. This story builds on the Three-Some Switch story arc. The order of the installments is: 1) Three-Some Switch 2) Three-Some Switch Back Story 3) Three-Some Switch Back Story Pt 2 4) Three-Some Switch part 2 5) (This one) Frenemy Switch part 1 6) Frenemy Switch part 2 - in final draft as of 12/28/14 These stories are available from: http://fictionmania.tv/searchdisplay/authordisplay.html?word=4275 I ask one thing from readers: please leave comments and tell me what you liked best or what you'd like to see more of. I have various follow-up ideas in draft and would like your thoughts on how to prioritize. For those who have already provided ideas and comments, thank you. In combination, you inspired the follow-on stories. *************************************** Summary: Cindy's frenemy, Wanda, brings a dark cloud into the mix, as she learns about the body switching device. Wanda makes her own devious plans for its use. Len enjoys his new female body more than he intended to, and more than he was allowed to. This backs Len into a hard corner. Frenemy Switch, Part 1 "So now I know the real reason you wanted me to drop by Phil and Mandy's place," I complained to Cindy, my wife, as we stood in the first floor bathroom of Phil and Mandy's house, speaking in private, away from the others. "Hurry up you guys!" said Mandy on the other side of the bathroom door, "I need to take the body switching device to Phil at work. Phil forgot it in his rush out the door when his lab called him to come back to the office, on an urgent matter." "No, sweetheart, this *really was* supposed to be a surprise fun time later tonight, and we *really were* going to play Who's Who using the device, but then Phil got the urgent call from work and left. And then Wanda just showed up out of nowhere wanting to switch!" replied Cindy. I said, "I still can't understand why Wanda needs to switch with someone to review that new pub down the street. I don't buy this wheat allergy thing Wanda says she has, either. Plus, I don't buy that she has to take my car. And besides, why does she want to swap with me? Why not you or Mandy? Who knows what she'll do if she takes over my body. My gut says something not good. You yourself don't like how much Wanda keeps coming on to me!" "Well, first of all, Wanda is here because she really does have an allergy to gluten. She gets sick when she eats too much gluten. Plus her Harley is easily recognizable to those who know she's a restaurant reviewer blogger, now that she wrote that famous article that deep- sixed the mayor's restaurant. Plus, you know that her Navy Seal husband Mike has the hots for me and Mandy. Do you really want Mike having his way with one of our bodies?" Cindy queried, rhetorically, looking at me straight in the eye, with a cute smile on her face, as she blinked her sweet, beautiful eye lashes. "Why did you guys even tell her about the device? Isn't Wanda your frenemy?" I asked, trying to delay. "Guys, come on. Make a decision!!" said Mandy, insistently knocking on the bathroom door. Cindy replied to my question, "Mandy was the one who told her. She said something about Phil having an idea. You know; Phil's been really mad at Wanda, remember? So I think he wanted to get back at her, somehow." I remembered the situation well. Wanda was nice looking, short, fit and quite muscular, with tight athletic female curves, and a B+ cup athletic female bust. Wanda was like the great girl athlete in high school that guys had an eye for. Her face looked somewhat like Nadya Nepomnyashaya's face in that music video. Wanda liked to show off, so she many times would dress in some kind of thong, swim-suit looking one-piece, with tight stretchy shorts over her bottom, to ensure everyone saw her curves all the time. Today, Wanda's thong-backed one- piece was heather gray, and was impossibly tight, like a second skin. And Wanda's stretchy bottom equally tightly hugged her athletic hips down below, just barely covering her butt cheeks. Wanda would not normally pull her bottom up all the way her crotch. So when she walked, her crotch area would flap and fold back and forth to make us guys keep staring. I had wondered what it would look like if she had pulled her bottom up tight to her crotch. At 5-foot-2, Wanda must have been one the shortest people in her class at the Naval academy. But she had an 'out there' and controlling attitude about her that made her bigger than life. She would routinely command men twice her size while at the academy, and she would tell stories about how she was even able to even make some full-grown men cry, the terror she was. Wanda also carried herself like she was so completely desirable that any guy - single or otherwise - would do anything to go to bed with her. And Wanda loved nixing guys to get a thrill. Wanda would lead guys on, only to blurt at them in her shrill condescending way, "No Wanda Pie for you!!" She was mimicking the "No Soup for You!" line from the Soup Nazi. Back to the time Wanda humiliated Phil... It was a beautiful day, that day, a little over a year ago. I was chatting with Phil at a get- together at Phil and Mandy's place, poolside. Wanda was on the other side of the pool deck, whispering to her harem in a sneaky way, while looking over at us. Her harem included Cindy, Mandy, Ashley, Katy, Jolina, and others I didn't really know at the time. Wanda then broke off, with all her harem watching, strutting up to Phil, and swaying her hips in her usual feminine gait. Wanda came up to Phil and gave him a hug and brushed her leg on his cock, enough for Phil to get a hard on. While doing this, Wanda was looking right at me, eye to eye, trying to make me jealous, as Wanda knew I knew she was pleasuring Phil. I rolled my eyes and gave her a silent "yeah, right, like I really care," look, which made Wanda mad.... really mad, in front of her harem. Wanda knew Cindy and I had much better sex than she could even imagine, and she was insanely jealous of that. Plus I knew she liked the idea of a thick cock stretching out her little pussy, because she blurted that out once when she and her harem were out drinking and partying. That's why I think Wanda would flirt with me so much. Wanda wanted me, bad, and couldn't have me, and that pissed Wanda off to no end. Phil and I had been wearing jammers. Our bodies were in great shape, and the jammers left pretty much nothing to the imagination. So Phil's hard-on was easily visible, and was off to the side, almost looking like it was going to pop out, since he had a long cock. But instead of helping Phil hide the hard-on she instigated, Wanda decided to take out her frustrations on Phil. Wanda jumped back and shoved Phil, as if he had done something she hadn't wanted, while at the same time exposing Phil's hard-on quite openly, for all the harem to inspect and point to and whisper to each other about. One of them even snapped a photo, probably for her social media circle. Phil turned bright red, but before Phil could react more, Wanda quickly pointed at Phil with a condescending expression, and blurted out, "No Wanda Pie for you!" in a shrill voice, in front of Mandy, Cindy, me, and the other beautiful women at the party. Wanda was enjoying mocking the otherwise cunning Phil, which really pissed him off. Phil, feeling exposed, quickly told Wanda, "I don't even want any Wanda Pie!" Wanda, knowing exactly what she was doing, loudly pointed to Phil's hard on and said something like, "your prick thinks otherwise, Phil-bo! Heh, heh, heh". Phil was so humiliated and upset that he couldn't figure out what to say, which was uncharacteristic for someone as cunning as him. Wanda took advantage of the situation further, and put Phil down with another one of her lines, "Keep it in your pants, chuckles!," as she laughed in her loud laugh, "heh, heh, heh, I got you!". Wanda then formed her left hand into a 'gun', her thumb straight up and her index finger forward, and the other fingers curled in. Wanda aimed her imaginary hand gun at Phil's crotch, then fired it and fancifully blew out the pretend smoke that came out of the muzzle. All with a patronizing smirk as the others looked on with killer-nice smiles. "Got-cha good, Phil-bo," she said, adding fuel to the fire burning inside of Phil. What's worse was that Mandy, Phil's wife, was among the harem, but Mandy chuckled and went along, demonstrating the intensity of the peer pressure Wanda was able to conjure. I just didn't trust Wanda from the start. She was always flirting with me, patting my butt when she got a chance, sometimes quite deep, then laughing her shrill laugh to cover it up. She even reached down and used her thumb and middle finger to pinch my cock a few times one night at a Halloween party. She said that my cock needed adjusting and she was doing me a favor. I was wearing a Green Lantern costume because Cindy was wearing Poison Ivy, looking much hotter than Uma. And Cindy gave me full access before and after to her beautiful spandex-clad body in that outfit. But when I got to the party, Wanda pretended she was tipsy, when I knew she was fully-aware enough to deliberately pinch my cock to try to measure its thickness. She would only do that kind of thing when her Navy Seal husband Mike was away on some secret mission, which was quite often. After what Wanda did to Phil, I didn't let Wanda flirt with me, starting with a fateful day at Wanda's place. Wanda was trying to full- on rub my cock in the open, while pretending to be discrete. I immediately had the impulse to push Wanda away as I sensed Wanda was going to try the same trick on me that she did on Phil. Wanda detested the rejection, because she was used to getting what she wanted. "Dub-G- Dub-3," she said, assertively, looking at me straight in the eyes, in a commanding tone, in front of everyone. It so annoyed me when Wanda would say that. It was short hand for "W-G W-W-W," or "Wanda-Gets What-Wanda-Wants". Wanda was really tipsy, but she figured that anytime she said her Dub line, her subject would comply, usually unwillingly, but threatened by the consequence of refusing Wanda's commands. The room went silent as the stand-off was set. Would I humiliate Wanda and suffer her severe consequences, as others had, or would I humiliate my wife, by forcing Cindy to pretend in front of all the Wanda harem that my wife was fine if I allowed Wanda to fondle my crotch in front her? While many a guy had complied with Wanda's demands, the answer for me was clear. I sided with my beautiful wife. I stood my ground as Wanda moved toward me, anticipating her victory, a hand reaching out to my crotch as a sign of her finally defeating Cindy by openly demonstrating she could have her way with my cock and balls whenever she wanted. "Dub-G-Dub-3," she whispered, her expression showing she actually thought she had subdued me. I totally blindsided her when I whacked her hand away, pretty hard. "Pie DEEEE-NIED!" I asserted. Wanda jumped back in utter surprise, almost in amazement that this could possibly be happening to her. She reached out back to my crotch in denial. I whacked her hand away again. "Pie DEEEEEEEEE-EEE-NIED!" I repeated. This time it sunk in a little. "DUB-G-DUB-3!!!" Wanda shrilled at the top of her lungs, again reaching out to my crotch. I whacked her hand away again, this time enough to give her hand a good sting. You could hear a pin drop in the room as she glared at me so hard I literally felt the heat of her glare. I stood my ground. Her military training told Wanda I was not going to let her grab me, and to her credit, she accepted her defeat. I had imagined Wanda would have run away sobbing and left my world, and I think her harem thought the same as they started giggling and pointing at Wanda, turning against their frenemy leader, in classical style. Instead, Wanda did something that scared the crap out of her harem. She glared at them, and mouthed something to them that completely shut them up in terror. I wasn't sure how Wanda was able to have that effect, but the terrorized expressions of the harem women were ones that I'll never forget. Once Wanda was convinced she had regained control of her harem, she turned her head, slowly, back toward me, with a smirk that shot a bolt of uncertainty down my spine. She slowly walked toward me. Besides being more than 18 inches shorter than me, something about her was unnerving. But I didn't want to let her know how I felt, so I stood my ground again, and glared at her with an expression like I was about to do her in, as best as I could make it. Wanda didn't flinch. The room got even quieter, so quiet, even scents in the room seemed audible. But this time Wanda took a different tack. She continued walking over to me in her usual style, a style where she over- emphasized a female hip-sway, which looked quite sexy given her athletic body size and proportions. She put a smile on her face and a pouty squint on her eyes, both of which I didn't know she was capable of expressing, a look that was actually quite alluring. When Wanda was right next to me, she reached out her hand to my face, in a welcoming way, motioning for me to bend my head down to her small body, to listen to a secret she wanted to whisper to me. Given her military training, I knew Wanda could snap my neck if I wasn't careful. But I also figured she knew my dominant posture, my wit, and my tall, strong body had defeated her, and Wanda was trying to regain some face in front of her harem. I was OK with throwing her a bone. So with trepidation and caution, I slowly lowered my head down to Wanda's level, so my ear was next to her mouth. In typical Wanda style, she put her lips right next to my ear, whispering to me while ensuring her soft lips would tickle my ear. I also felt her take the opportunity to whiff in my scent, something I knew she liked. What she did, however, was not pleasant, in an eerie way. I actually wasn't totally sure what she said, but I was sure how she said it. Her tone was ironic and horrific. I had just defeated her in front of her harem. I had denied her and made fun of her Wanda Pie line. But yet, she confidently whispered something then, "Dub-G-Dub-3," and then she forcefully twisted my neck as if trying to make me feel she was breaking my neck. She did that to make me look at her, eye to eye, and she smirked at me in a very unsettling way, mouthing, "I'll get you, chuckles". While all this was unsettling, there was the irony that Wanda was such the seductress that I kind of liked her actions. There was something about Wanda that just made us guys want to throw her down on a bed and screw her, hard, very hard, to tame her and claim her. There's always one of those kinds of women in every social crowd. Back in the present, Cindy saw me day dreaming, reminiscing, and knocked on my head, "hello... Bueller...Anyone...?" I tried again to get Cindy to stop trying to convince me to switch with her frenemy. As much as I wanted to take over Wanda's body and have an experience like I had when I took over Mandy's body, I felt in my gut this could only lead to trouble. "So you are really OK with me inhabiting Wanda's body? What if I end up really enjoying being in there? You were OK with me enjoying Mandy's curves, so are you OK with me enjoying the sensations of Wanda's body??," I asked my wife, testing out Cindy's determination. "Uh.., well.., so..," my wife stammered, reinforcing my presumption that Cindy had this fantasy-land thought that I, a guy, would just take over an attractive woman's body and just walk around non-nonchalantly like there was nothing special, just going about my business. "uh... yeah, it will only be a couple of hours... BUT, Wanda really needs this to happen! She will be mad if she doesn't get her way! And we don't want that, right!!?" Cindy said. "What is it with Wanda, anyway! She's your frenemy, after all! All this Dub-G-Dub-3 stuff doesn't work on me!!" I exclaimed. "Well you tell me!" fired back Cindy, "You know you want to do her!" Cindy told me, pointedly. "Well, you know you want to do her too!" I shot back, remembering what Cindy had mumbled while she was in my body doing me in Mandy's body. Cindy only took a minute to recover, "But you liked thinking of me using your guy body to take Wanda hard!" she said as she smiled, studying my reaction to see if her speculation was correct. "See-eeee!" my wife said, pointing a finger right at my eyes, my expression betraying me. Cindy was right, I did get turned on by the thought of my wife, Cindy, using my body to screw Wanda so good that it would make Wanda want more... watching Cindy tame the seductive shrew, hard and bad. "So then do it for me..," Cindy said, smiling, trying a new tactic. "If we can stall the switch back, then maybe when Phil gets back, I can talk to him or Mandy ahead of time and get one of them to 'accidentally' do a switch that puts me into your body and Wanda back to her body, and then I can really sex her up and teach her the lesson I've been fantasizing about!". I got pretty turned on at the thought of all that... quite turned on... so much so that I let my testosterone get the better of me, compared to what my gut told me to do otherwise. "OK, you win," I relayed to my beaming wife, a decision I felt I would later regret. "I'm outta here," said Mandy, knocking one last time. "No, wait, we're good to go," said Cindy as she opened the bathroom door. We walked over to where Wanda was sitting on the couch, half-way through the book "Tiffany Twisted," with a smug smile on her face. Wanda was taking advantage of her B+'s by wearing no bra under her usual outfit: a stretchy one-piece thong suit plus a stretchy short bottom. This time her one-piece was strapless, and designed to reveal her nipples, to get us guys to keep staring at her chest, waiting for just the right moment when they would harden up, as she had generously sized nipples. Wanda understood the art of tease... of control. "So Wanda, Len and I decided..." started Cindy, before Wanda cut her off. "I know, I get it. Let's cut to the chase since Mandy has to leave," interjected Wanda in a commanding tone. "Uh, how were you so sure Len would be OK with a switch?" Cindy asked, knowing I had just barely agreed to the switch. "Dub-G Dub-3! heh, heh, heh," Wanda said, whispering the line while wagging her body and hips back and forth with each syllable, with an even more smug grin. Instead of being all over Wanda, Cindy just made a slight face at Wanda's jab. I just couldn't figure out why Cindy and Mandy would hang with Wanda, who was such a manipulator... So hypocritically, I sat down next to Wanda, as I had agreed to the switch. As Mandy was setting up the device, Cindy looked at both of us and said, "Len, sweetheart, once you take over Wanda's body, you can't touch Wanda's pussy. And Wanda, when you take over my husband's body, you can't play with my husband's penis." Well, that blew my chances of having some blatant fun in Wanda's body, but I knew Cindy was pretty jealous of Wanda. So I looked at Wanda and reluctantly said, "OK". Wanda crinkled her nose, drew a sour expression on her face, then looked at Cindy and mouthed, in a high pitched but quite unhappy, nanny-nanny-boo-boo nasal tone, "You can't play with my husband's penis. You can't play with my husband's penis..." Wanda's patronizing approach didn't work, this time, as Cindy didn't relent. Wanda recognized Cindy's unrelenting expression, and humped, "Fine!," as she reluctantly agreed with the conditions of the switch. Which was weird, as Wanda did always get what she wanted, though not always when she wanted it. As Mandy activated the device, I blacked out, and then awoke. This time the transfer 'took' much more quickly, as I opened my eyes and felt immediately in control of Wanda's female body. I blinked my new eyes, while I raised my arms and looked at my new hands. I stretched my left arm out in front of me, palm down. I took my new female right hand index and middle fingers and placed them at my left hand, then stroked all the way back to my female bicep. My new skin was tingly and smooth, and my bicep smaller but hard and more than capable. In fact, I felt quite tiny, and in a strange way, very strong, but very vulnerable, in a fascinating erotic way. Mandy was already heading out the door when I looked up. As I saw Mandy's nice backside walking out, I remembered how good it had been to feel up Mandy's body when it had been mine, just a few weeks back. I remembered how good it was to open up her pussy lips for the first time, and how good it was to walk around as her luscious clit rubbed against her cycling pants. I remembered how good it felt to wake up smelling her perfumed hair, able to fondle her generous boobs, with my former male body mounting me from behind. I knew what Mandy's body felt like as it walked and talked. I knew what it was like when her pussy orgasmed hard, gran-mal style! And I knew every sensation her pussy felt when fucked with my former male cock, twice! As I daydreamed, I wondered how many other guys had taken over Mandy's body and had the same fun. "Are you OK in there?" Cindy asked, in a way like she wanted me to say I didn't like the sensations of being inside her frenemy's female body. "Well, so far, it feels really tight, probably because of how much of a work-out fanatic Wanda is," I replied, feeling some muscle soreness as I flexed my new body's female legs while I ran my hands up and down my new female thighs. The stretch shorts I now wore felt quite firm and soft, adding to the nice sensations. I then wiggled my new ass, feeling the underlying one-piece athletic suit as it tugged pleasurably up my female crack, making me realize why Wanda liked wearing this kind of apparel all the time. I also felt quite a hard flatness in my crotch area, underneath the stretchy female clothes I now wore. All this sensation started having another secondary effect. I started feeling my new female crotch tighten up. Unmistakably, I could declare success at making my new pussy become somewhat aroused. "That was quick!" I thought, excited. Wanda's arousal felt different than Mandy's, my only other data point. It was much tighter than Mandy's. While pleasurable, my new female brain didn't seem to know how to register the full pleasure it was receiving, compared to Mandy's brain and pussy, which took full advantage. Looking down at my new female chest, I shook my upper torso left and right, thinking about my new nipples, and how, if I wanted, I could decide to expose them to anyone I wanted, as I controlled them. I knew I could get away with shaking my female torso that way in front of my wife, since all that was off limits was my new pussy. With this thought, I immediately sensed my new nipples starting to harden. I looked down and confirmed they were becoming quite visible as well, as the new nipples I now wore rubbed back and forth against the fabric worn by the female body I had just harnessed. Cindy seemed to notice, as she looked at them, and then looked at my face to see what kind of expression I had on. I pretended I hadn't even noticed the nipples, but I knew she could tell I liked wearing her frenemy's hard nipples. So I tried walking, quickly, too quickly as I found myself off balance and almost fell down. Cindy caught me, and said, "You OK, sweetheart?" I replied, "Yeah, just getting my center of gravity figured out". As I recovered, I began tugging at my bust line, as I instinctively felt a little exposed, after almost falling down. Cindy saw it as a natural reaction. I continued tugging at my top, and then I took the plunge and reached in to reposition my new boobs. After all, it was my wife's idea to put me in her frenemy's female body and my boobs were off. The boobs I had coveted, for whatever reason, felt nice and supple, and were definitely as generous as B-cups get. The nipples were quite pleasantly disproportionately large. And they felt squishy but firm, quite delectably, quite awesome. In fact, they felt like the consistency of a perfectly cooked scallop. I made a mental note to self to come back to them later on. Eating scallops would never be the same. My wife winced a little when I readjusted my boobs, but she had been more concerned that I was feeling uncomfortable with exposing my new chest after almost falling. My wife hadn't noticed I was feeling increasing pleasure from the rubbing of the fabric against my new sensitive female skin. But my boobs didn't feel right so I reached in again into my top to readjust my new boobs, Cindy protested, "Hey, what are you doing?". I quickly replied, "They felt weird after I almost fell, so I needed to reposition them. You do that all the time around the house! "Humph," Cindy replied, knowing it wouldn't be right to force me to have my new boobs uncomfortable the whole time I was locked away inside of Wanda's body. I then stroked my sides as I glided my new female hands down to the spandex shorts I was wearing. I rested my new hands near the top of the thong-back part of the sexy one-piece my new feminine body was wearing. I started pulling the shorts up more. I looked down, past Wanda's B cups. I kept pulling on the spandex shorts until I saw a very firm but female-curved outline forming in my crotch area. I pulled a little more, but no camel toe formed, just a smooth, athletically-curvy flat area could be seen between my new female thighs. I figured perhaps it was because of how tight the one-piece under suit was that I was now wearing. I walked over to the mirror, feeling my tight athletic ass was falling out of the shorts after I had pulled them up. Cindy giggled, saying, "Wanda usually steers clear of Daisy Dukes, so it is funny to see her butt cheeks coming out of her shorts". I reached down to feel my new back side, and sure enough, I felt the butt cheek showing. I turned around in the mirror to view my new female backside to confirm. I was getting more aroused as I started admiring and feeling up how nice my new tiny but unmistakably female hips looked from my new vantage point, when Cindy said, "Look - she's coming to!" I looked over at my former male body start to stir. My former male head began swaying back and forth. As I saw her starting to come to, I said in Wanda's former voice, "You are doing great, Wanda. The first time can be a bit disorienting". I could tell by her expression that Wanda heard me, while she was finalizing control of her new male host body. Still sitting and with her eyes still closed, Wanda gained motor control of her new masculine arms and hands. She used my former male hands to start feeling up her rock-hard pecks and her new male six pack abs, all shaved. Her new male eyes then started blinking, and she used my former tongue to lick her lips a few times. As Wanda was feeling her new muscular chest, she commanded one of her new hands down to her new crotch area. Her new male lips tightened as she used my former thumb and middle finger to give her new crotch area a pinch. I could tell she was pinching my former cock and enjoying it, as she pinched it a few more times as a Wanda-like smirk started forming on my former male face. It was weird how the smirk made my face look quite Wanda-like. She opened my former eyes and finished forming a signature Wanda smirk on her new male face. "It worked! I'm in, I've taken over!" Wanda exclaimed, using my former mouth. Wanda had just officially become the newest woman, the third woman, to take over my original male body. "It worked! It is all mine now. Heh, heh, heh," Wanda whispered triumphantly as her new male eyes opened wide, while her other hand reached back and under, to her new small, tight, male backside, for a quick confirmation squeeze. I could see my former male cock starting to stir around in its pants as Wanda stood up next to me, and intently looked down at me in the eyes. I didn't realize how intimidating my male body had been from Wanda's vantage point. "I half thought this was some kind of big joke, but looking at you in that tiny body you are stuck in is real, and is totally hilarious too, little Len-bo!," she said, flexing her new muscles in a male body more than 18 inches taller than her former female body I was now stuck in. "And it feels great to have a powerful cock and balls protruding from my crotch," Wanda continued, trying to get a reaction from me, "while you have nothing but a tiny hole, dying to be stretched out and filled up. Heh, heh, heh". Before Cindy could react, Wanda looked at Cindy, and said, "Your husband's body feels great! So big, strong, and tight," Wanda continued, as she flexed her new biceps and patted her new abs, while strutting around. Wanda next grabbed my former male butt and exclaimed, "My hand is so big I can grab almost the whole thing in one hand!" She was in front of a mirror and turned around to see my former male butt, which was now hers. She then used my former hand and ran it along her new butt's rim a few times, then grabbed her butt cheek deep. "Damn that feels good!," Wanda said, as her erection started growing. Cindy was again about to make a comment, when Wanda said, "Wait, I need my gum. Feel around in your mouth, Len-bo," Wanda commanded me, as she extended her new male hand down to me, and opened up her new large palm. I maneuvered my new female tongue around my mouth, then up toward the area between my gum and cheek. It didn't take me long to find that Wanda had stuffed a piece of gum between her left cheek and upper gum line. Wanda loved this special brand of gum that smelled like lavender. I don't know why, but she chewed it regularly. I took a couple of chews and it actually tasted really good to this new tongue I had control of. I liked this big juicy piece of gum. Regrettably, Wanda's hand insisted I spit it out, which I did. The gum popped out right into her hand - my former male hand. Wanda then bounced the gum right into her male mouth! She started chewing it and extracting the juices from it. "Hmmmm... tastes different," she said, as she used my former mouth to chew the gum that had been in her former female mouth just a few seconds before. I looked at Cindy, and she didn't like all this one bit. I think it was finally sinking in. Cindy was realizing she had facilitated allowing her frenemy to now have complete control over her hot husband's body! I could see it in Cindy's face... what she had somehow thought would be a platonic transaction was quickly becoming anything but. I could tell she had wanted Wanda to feel jealous in a very intimate but platonic way, but Wanda was just not cooperating. "Heh heh heh, look at this, I'm married to you, Cin-bo. Wanna quickie, my wife? CIN? I'm sure I'd be good at it," Wanda said to Cindy, looking at the wedding band on my former hand. "I'll take that," said Cindy, slipping the band off Wanda's male hand, not liking that Wanda was pretending to be her real husband, body and soul. Wanda smugly relinquished the ring to Wanda, mouthing "Dub-G-Dub-3," and smirking. Cindy then tried to change the trajectory of the situation by saying, "So, Wanda, let's head off to the pub. What do you say?" Wanda didn't want that, replying, "Let's have some fun instead. After all, we're all adults, and this new prick of mine wants some". Wanda made her new male body walk over to Cindy, but with her characteristic female strut and gait. Wanda made my male body look so stereotypically female that way. Then Wanda reached out to try to hug Cindy, almost trying to kiss her! Cindy resisted and pulled back. "Just because you are in my husband's body doesn't mean you can have this anytime you want," Cindy said, pointing to her pussy. This made Wanda really mad. Wanda wasn't used to rejection, or rather, she didn't take too kindly to rejection. Wanda stared intently at Cindy, then tossed her male head back and waved her new male hand as if to flick her hair back. It actually looked silly, because Wanda had no long hair to flick back, as *I* was now the owner of her female hair! Wanda then walked over to me, swaying her male hips in a female style. "If she doesn't want any, I know you want some," Wanda said confidently, sporting an erection as she walked toward me. I couldn't resist. I really couldn't, especially with Cindy watching me. I had to... I had to take advantage of the situation... I had to do it... I had to say it! "No Wanda Pie for you!!!," I yelled in the most shrill voice I could conjure, trying to copy and out-do one of Wanda's most patronizing sayings. Wanda, in my former body, just stopped dead in her tracks, completely blindsided. Cindy and I just started laughing, and walked over toward each other, and hugged each other. My new pussy was nice and aroused when I hugged my wife's body, as I felt my nice supple nipples harden and rub against Cindy's tight abs. Wanda looked so infuriated in my former body. "I've never seen your face so mad," Cindy whispered into my new female ear as we hugged. "Well, I didn't even want any Wanda Pie!," Wanda finally said, loudly, as she got even more irate. "Your prick thinks otherwise, Wan-duck," I replied, pointing at my former and visibly erect manhood, using Wanda's own line again. I called her 'Wan-duck' because it was a name that had been used by mean girls to tease Wanda when she was younger, as she used to love ducks. I barely believed Wanda had let me double-stick it to her in the same way she had stuck it to Phil. Cindy and I roared in laughter. "Wait til we tell Phil," I said, jubilantly. "And I did it using her own body! Heh, heh, heh," I said, imitating Wanda snickering laugh, causing me and Cindy to roar in laughter once again. Cindy and I kept hugging and chuckling. Cindy was facing Wanda and I was facing away, when Cindy's expression turned from a smile to a frown as she said, "What do you think you are doing? You agreed you wouldn't do that!". I turned around, and saw Wanda with her left hand down the pants I had put on my former body that morning. "You can't expect me to go to do a bar review with this thing all horned up? Do you really want me to run around like this? Really??" Wanda said, pointing to a full on erection in my former male pants, now that she had stroked it up. "But you promised!" protested Cindy. "C, wake up! Anyone home, McFly? C, it isn't like I haven't seen one of these prick things before. Got it, C? Anyone in there, McFly?," said Wanda using my former voice, as she stomped into the bathroom, still swaying her new man hips, and with a smug look on her face. She shut the door hard, and turned on the fan. "I told you she was trouble!" I exclaimed angrily, as I turned to look at Cindy. But when I saw my wife's face, I felt really bad. She looked so betrayed and upset, but yet wanting to please Wanda. "How does this Wanda get so much power over women, even when she's a guy, having taken over a husband's body!?," I pondered, as I reached out to give my wife another hug. "I didn't mean to yell at you, Cin. Let's just make do and as soon as Phil gets back we'll switch back and be done with it. We're cool." Cindy looked at me with what were almost tears in her eyes, and said, "It feels so weird to say this to Wanda's body, but you are the most wonderful, supporting husband. I'm sorry I didn't listen to your gut about this whole switch with Wanda thing. I'll get her out of your body as soon as possible. I promise!" As Cindy pulled me in fast and tight for a hug, I felt a strange sensation on my new crotch, or almost in my new crotch, like something swaying around. It was actually quite pleasurable, but it ended as soon as it started. I only had Mandy's pussy to compare the female experience to, so I wasn't sure if this was just a consequence of having a different pussy, or something else. Maybe this little pleasure is how Wanda's pussy cums? I hoped there was more. We hugged for what seemed like an eternity. Then we stared into each other's eyes. I could tell Cindy could see me, the real me, inside. I almost felt like my wife wanted to kiss my female body, when my contemplation was interrupted, as Wanda emerged from the bathroom in my former male body, no longer with a visible erection, and looking quite chipper and satisfied. "Maybe I missed it, but I didn't hear the toilet flush," I thought. Wanda smacked her lips after using her left hand to wipe her mouth. Using my former throat, Wanda let out a little burp, smelled what came out, and smiled. Then she started chewing her gum, and said, "yum... I've got to try this combo out again soon". "I'm ready now, C. Let's go to this pub and pump it up so we can taste something else exciting!," Wanda said, exuberantly. It left me wondering what Wanda had done in the bathroom. I knew she must have been up to no good with my former male body. I'd get her back, even though I had ironically enjoyed the idea of Wanda somehow pleasuring herself in my former body. As I walked toward Wanda, I started feeling very squishy down in my crotch area. I started worrying that my mind had over-aroused my new pussy to the point I'd have to change. But what would I change into? So I made up a story. "Wanda, I'm not used to how tight these clothes are. I need to go over to your place and change". "Sure, just dress to make sure my body looks hot," Wanda said, checking me out up and down, and then pulling my shorts down to cover the butt cheeks that were sticking out. "And no Daisy Dukes," Wanda said, "Unless you want guys grabbing your butt all the time, little Len-bo". Wanda, in my former male body, walked over to the table and pulling out the keys to her Harley from her purse. "This one is for the chopper, this one for my place," she said, handing me her keys attached to a kuboton. Wanda turned around, and started walking out the door, "Come on, C". Cindy started following Wanda, but looked back at me with a funny look. I knew what it was. Cindy didn't quite like that I was going to change. I blew her a kiss from my new female lips, and licking my lips seductively at Cindy. "Ewwwww," Cindy mouthed back with a crinkly nose, as I smirked. As I followed behind Wanda and Cindy, I couldn't help staring at my wife's butt. I *loved* its shape and the way it firmly jiggled. I knew she was wearing the red thong she said tickled her butt and pussy quite pleasurably. I couldn't wait to get back into my male body and have my way with Cindy tonight. As I had erotic thoughts of doing my wife, my new pussy obligingly started becoming aroused. I wanted to rub my increasingly horny pussy, but instead I rubbed and pinched one of Wanda's nipples to partially satisfy my lust for my wife's perfect teardrop shaped ass. Cindy had even told me she was almost half-way between periods, one of two times of the month when she was the horniest. Despite having a female brain, the sexy thoughts my mind was conjuring made Wanda's pussy get even more aroused. I caught up to my wife, just in time to grab her butt, right at the "V" open space between her butt cheeks. She jumped, surprised, and gave me a big smile. She turned back around and kept walking, following Wanda, as I used Wanda's nose to take a whiff of the two fingers I had used to quickly rub my wife's pussy from behind. "MMmmmmm," I thought to myself, remembering my wife's scent. I even took a lick using Wanda's mouth. It serves Wanda right for whatever she did to my male body in the bathroom earlier. Interestingly, even though I didn't think I'd be able to taste anything, Wanda's tongue must be more sensitive because Wanda's former tongue did feed my female brain a taste of my wife's scent. "Wow, I wonder what it would be like to eat out my wife using Wanda's body!?," I pondered, further arousing my female body. I felt a little slippery down there as I continued walking out. Wanda's pussy arousal continued to feel different than Mandy's arousal. Whereas Mandy's arousal felt voluptuous and experienced, Wanda's felt very bare and carnal. As if Wanda's body wasn't getting much sex, despite all Wanda would say to the contrary. I saw Wanda and Cindy speed away, Wanda in my car and Cindy in hers. I pulled up my shorts again to expose some butt cheek, as I remembered how much I enjoyed watching Daisy Duke in her shorts. As I mounted Wanda's Harley, I got a little heat sear as the exposed part of my cheeks touched the Harley's seat. I opened my legs, and got a whiff of her arousal juices. "Better than I imagined," I thought, as I started coming to grips I would be in Wanda's body for a couple of hours. I started up the Harley, hearing the characteristic rumbling. It felt good, as I hadn't ridden a motorcycle in years. I used to have one for a few years while in college. The chopper's vibration also felt interestingly good on my new crotch. "No wonder women like riding Harley's," I thought. I did a quick shift into first and worked the throttle, giving me some great acceleration. But I got something else as well! That strange jiggling feeling in my pussy I had earlier experienced came back, but more intense. I felt a vibration in my pussy, and it felt fantastic! I shifted into second and when the rumbling hit a certain frequency, I felt it again! Going to third, I ramped the RPM's up and down until I got the perfect frequency. I felt like I had some kind of vibrator in my pussy that would work only when I was at a certain frequency. "Wow, this is hot! Now I really know why women totally love motorcycles!" I mused. On the way over, after stopping at a stop light cross-walk, I surveyed the scene. A nice-looking young twenty-something strutted across the walkway, walking her little dog. She was on her way to the beach, and was wearing a low-cut shapely bikini with a wrap. She had nice-looking brown hair with highlights, snazzy sunglasses, and a Pippa-like hot figure. Normally such a sight would be giving me a seductive 'look', but in this female body, I was competition to her, so instead she gave me a dirty look. Especially since the guy walking the other way was staring at me instead of her. "Hi Arch!" the Pippa-like girl said as Arch basically ignored her. Arch was instead staring at me, as I re- adjusted my new boobs right in the middle of the street. The Pippa-like girl gave me a dirty, knowing look, almost as if she knew Wanda, this body I had taken over. What caught me off guard was that Wanda's brain seemed to like this Arch guy. He was a big burly dude, like her husband, but younger. My male mind had no attraction to Arch, except, perhaps, as a potential regular platonic guy buddy. But Wanda's brain liked him. It was a bit strange to feel this way. It made me wonder what I would experience if I stayed long enough in a female body that normally was attracted to guys. Fortunately, right behind Arch were a couple of young beautiful girls who kept staring at Arch's back side. They were making giggling noises and strutting, hoping Arch would turn around. It was a typical triangle... I was getting aroused staring at the two girls, they were getting aroused staring at Arch, and Arch couldn't help staring at me rearranging my boobs. Soon, the two girls were also giving me dirty looks. I did my best imitation of a nasty Wanda hiss, which somehow worked, as the two girls backed off. And Arch chuckled, as I gave him a nice wink. I made the point by revving up my Harley, and brushing past the two girls as the light changed to green, while they still hadn't gotten to the other side of the cross-walk. One of them said something like, "Bitch," as I shot the finger right back at her. I felt like I was becoming some kind of Wanda. And I liked the rush Wanda's brain provided with this confrontation, and it further aroused me! I arrived at Wanda's townhouse parking lot just at the right time, before I had an orgasm. I didn't want to hurt myself, after all, while I was riding. "Damn that promise I made to Cindy!," I thought to myself, as I felt completely horny. "Wait a minute..." I thought, "I promised her I wouldn't touch my pussy. But I didn't promise I wouldn't make my pussy orgasm!" A sneaky smile formed over my female face. I parked in a discrete part of the parking lot, and shifted to neutral, and ramped up the Harley to the right RPM's. Ah, yes, there was that awesome feeling in my pussy again, yes! I noticed the throttle had a small "W" painted on it, and a corresponding one on the bike handle. I smiled as I knew exactly what they were there for. When they aligned, it was the magic frequency. I felt my clit and my pussy ramping up with pleasure very very quickly. It only took a few more cranks of the throttle to start my first orgasm in Wanda's body. As the first wave hit, I started making weird sounds as I kept my mouth shut, so as not to attract attention. It felt so tight and quick, but spiky strong, compared to the orgasm in Mandy's body. It was almost like a guy orgasm. I quickly reached over with my free hand and pinched one of my luscious nipples. Wow! That made a second wave hit. I arched my head back, and kept roaring the Harley. Then I opened my mouth and made some weird noises as the orgasm peaked, "Qaaahhck, Qaaack, Oh yeah, QQQaaaack!". I came down, but not all the way. I was left wanting more, but I also felt over-stimulated. Plus I had promised not to play with Wanda's pussy. It made me want even more to switch back out of this body, as my horniness was driving me nuts! I turned off the Harley and slid off, grabbing Wanda's purse. As I walked over to Wanda's townhouse in afterglow, I noticed some guy had been watching me. He approached me, and was looking at my crotch. I made sure to grab Wanda's kuboton key chain, just in case. "May I collect some of your juice?," he said, unabashedly in a stuffy manner, looking at my crotch. I looked down at my female crotch and it was soaking wet. "Yeah, go for it, mate," I said, wanting some revenge for whatever Wanda did when she had gone into the bathroom earlier. I held the kuboton tight, just in case he tried something I didn't want. The guy then did something weird. He reached into his pocket and pulled out some latex surgical gloves and put them on. Then he did something even more strange. He opened some container contraption and pulled out a slice of what looked like sourdough bread. He reached out to my crotch, and looked up at me. "Are you sure this it OK?," he asked? "Sure," I responded, "just no hanky panky". The guy looked at me like I had insulted him by suggesting anything other than honorable intentions, whatever that meant in this situation. He then pulled the stretchy shorts fabric off my crotch area and squeezed it with precision, rendering more drops of juice than I thought I had generated. He did this a few more times, then wiped his fingers on the bread, then smelled and put his fingers into his mouth. "Minerals, tangy, at the start..... Tobacco, lime, cardamom in the middle..... ohhhh, wow... a hint of lavender at the end. Exquisite!," he proclaimed, with the stuffiness of a wine sommelier. He pulled out the contraption and put the bread in, saying something about keeping it fresh for his client. "Thank you, ma'am," he said, "my name is Yon, and I'm at your service," Yon said, taking a bit of a gentleman's bow. As he bowed, he took my hand and kissed it, then walked off. I didn't know what to make of it as I wandered off to Wanda's apartment, wiping off his kiss on my stretchy pants. It was like a scene out of Northern Exposure. As I walked, I felt a sensation of coolness on my exposed butt cheeks, as well as in my crotch as the remaining cum juices were evaporating. Two guys walked past me, looking at my wet crotch. I smiled at them seductively, again, wanting to get Wanda back for whatever she did to my male body in the bathroom back at Phil and Mandy's place. They both winked back at me and as I walked past them, I saw them both checking out my rear end. It was an interesting feeling to have guys want me... just like I would have wanted 'me' if in the reverse situation... I fumbled through Wanda's keys, forgetting which one was for her townhouse. She had said her husband Mike wasn't in town, which was good. Mike, the Navy Seal, would have kicked my butt if he knew I had taken over his wife's body, even if it was her idea. He would have kicked my butt even while I was in his wife's body! Especially if he found out I had orgasmed his wife's body. I laughed out loud, saying "I just had some Wanda Pie. Dub-G-Dub-3. Heh". While funny, still, something was unholy... I just felt it in my gut... this thing was far from over. I entered Wanda's townhouse and headed straight for the fridge, grabbing a beer after laying down Wanda's purse and keys. It was gluten-free beer. I took a few swigs. "Blech!" I said, as I didn't like the taste. But I remembered I had the same reaction when I first had beer, and eventually learned to love it. So I kept drinking. After a few more swigs, my mind somewhat accustomed Wanda's brain to the flavor, much to my relief. The swigs then started feeling good, nice and cool, on this spring afternoon. The beer started taking the edge off, making my whole new female self feel loose, and happy, and swingy. After another swig, I made Wanda's athletic and feminine legs take me up the stairs to Wanda's bedroom. I was feeling good, but like a stranger in a strange place that was somewhat familiar. Klaus Kinsky.. yes, that's what it was. The thought of the unfamiliar mixed with the familiar was exciting my new body and brain in a tantalizing way. I had loosened Wanda's body and brain up enough to allow my mind to start really experiencing something different, something nice, on the edge to something dramatic. It started with me feeling this body in a way I hadn't before. I realized that in the beginning, all I felt was an adrenaline-laden tightness counter positioned with a sexual energy ready to starburst. But now that I had whacked down the tightness, the starburst energy was coming through quite nicely, but almost in a scary way as I could hardly contain my sexual excitement. Not horny, but just excited, like xmas morning. I started comparing it to my experience when I was in Mandy's body. Wanda's body was so different than Mandy's. Mandy's felt very voluptuous, classically trained, and experienced. Wanda's body felt tight and inexperienced, like it hadn't really known what it was like to have made love in a way that took it to the next level. Wanda's body felt like it had always had the same old quickie, and as a result, was all wound up. The orgasm I had out in the parking lot felt like one of my first teenage orgasms, where it happened suddenly, a new awesome experience, and then it was all over. It felt quick, spiky, and quite pleasure laden, but wooden. My new female body was yearning for more - much more. I could feel it was capable of much more, and this female body was doing everything it could to tell me, to force my mind to comply, as if it knew someone new was in charge that could take it to the next level and make it happen. My new female body knew it had a new owner, and now it wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to convince the new landlord to do something different... to force me to finally scratch the itch that hadn't been scratched... since the beginning... to bring something new to the party. I chuckled as I thought about how Wanda's body and brain were actually tired of dealing with Wanda, as I was. Wanda's body and brain now liked having me in command, and were doing everything possible to accommodate me and pleasure me into making something new happen, something special happen. I all of a sudden felt quite welcomed by my new female body and brain! "Maybe that's why Cindy wanted to use my male body to show Wanda what it was really like to make love with awesome sex," I contemplated. "Cindy must have sensed what I am feeling first hand," I thought. Then it hit me... "What if Wanda really hasn't made real love? What if sex to her has been nothing more than the equivalent of electro-stimulated forced ejaculation, like they do to bulls? That's kind of what Wanda's body had made me feel - still an orgasm, but not a real one. That's what her pussy knew. No wonder she's so pissy. Once your body knows what it is like to make real love, it can repeat the pleasure naturally, as it is natural to repeat something you've experienced. "It is like sexually 'activating' a body to a dramatic new level... yes - love activation," I thought. I actually started feeling some compassion for the body I occupied. I grew more certain that Wanda's body wasn't 'activated', and I grew enough compassion for Wanda's body that I became determined to 'activate' it. "This would benefit me when I returned to my male body," I thought. "Wanda's mind will mellow out, spend more time having fun, and dump the whole harem control thing," I anticipated. "But I still need to get her back," I thought, remembering how she burped when she came out of the bathroom at Phil and Mandy's place. I drank another swig of beer and finally was able to admit something to myself that I hadn't wanted to before. "She much have somehow eaten my spurt in the bathroom at Phil and Mandy's," I thought, feeling a slight gag in my mouth and throat and tongue. Ironically, I bet it was a mouth and throat and tongue that had experienced many spurts from many cocks. That made me gag a bit more. I caressed my chest instinctively, which felt great, and brought me back. But I needed to get to business. I really needed to change, as I had a wet crotch, one which had been semi-handled by some weird Yon guy in the parking lot. After a few more swigs of beer, I found Wanda's closet, right next to a full-length mirror. "OK, let's have some fun," I thought, going through the different outfits I remembered my former male brain had enjoyed seeing Wanda wearing. "But first the birthday suit!," I said out loud, taking another swig of beer as I stripped off Wanda's clothes. First the spandex shorts. It felt good to get them off, as they had a big crusty wet spot in the crotch area. I took a whiff of them as I held them in my hands. "Not bad. The dude in the parking lot was right about the lavender," I thought, remembering Yon and the gum Wanda liked to chew. I looked in the mirror to see Wanda's body now wearing only a thong- bottom aerobics-looking, stretchy one-piece. I swiveled around to see a full view of my new female athletic ass surrounded by just the right amount of female hips. I tugged at the already tight thong strip at the top of my butt crack. I felt it dig into my ass and pussy very pleasurably. "Score!" I thought, as I tugged on it a few more times. I tugged it tighter, and felt it dig in between my new pussy lips, finally. I looked down to see a clear camel toe. The camel toe was small and tight, but it clearly showed two lips, about the size of my own new full mouth lips. I kept pulling again and again, feeling the buildup. In minutes, I had built to up another orgasm. It came about very quickly and suddenly. I screamed, "Qaaaaaackkkk" as my pelvis involuntarily thrusted forward, and demanded I stroke my pussy to take it to the next level. It was a jolt of an orgasm like the last one. It was intense, but again fast, leaving a need for more, as I plopped down on Wanda's bed in yet another afterglow. I must have dozed for a few minutes, as I awoke feeling groggy. I rubbed my new eyes, but not too much, as I didn't want to rub whatever eye makeup Wanda had put on this morning into my eyes. I had learned that the hard way when I was in Mandy's yummy body. I knew I didn't have much time, so I re-energized myself and quickly pulled off my one- piece. I sat in front of the mirror, and inspected Wanda's completely nude body. She never would have let me inspect it the way I was inspecting it, but now that I had taken over her body, I was able to show any part of it off that I wanted. Wanda's boobs had large areolas, and those luxurious and large puffy nipples. Her pussy mound had a landing strip, still glistening with juices. I smirked as I had Wanda pie right in front of me, at my full discretion! Well, almost my full discretion, as I needed to be true to my promise to my wife. Damn-it! I started making sexy poses and expressions on my face. But somehow I really couldn't make Wanda's body feel as desirable to me as Wanda was able to when she was controlling this body. I figured it was her attitude that must make us guys want to tame her so much. As I turned around, I caught a glimpse of some guy in the building across the way using a telescope to check me out. I gave him a show, pulling my outer lips apart as best I could, careful not to play with my new pussy to adhere to my promise to my wife. I think he was taking photos. I thought to myself, "This was good payback to Wanda," as I closed the sheer curtains, but not before using my hands to feel up my athletic female ass. I walked back to the mirror and started doing more sexy poses. But then, to my surprise, I noticed something hanging from between my legs. It was swaying around as I maneuvered to get a better look. "What the hell?" I wondered as I thrust my female hips and pelvis toward the mirror to get a better look. I tried squeezing my new crotch muscles to determine what it was. "Was that what made me feel so good on the chopper?" I wondered. "Was Wanda some kind of transitioning person? One direction or the other?" Even though I had a clear view, both in the mirror and down my B-cup cleavage, I really couldn't tell what was down there. So I decided to grab it, and see what it felt like. After all, it certainly was not a part of a pussy. Maybe it was some kind of vestigial cock? I reached down, again careful not to play with my pussy to respect my promise to my wife. I tugged at what was hanging down, and felt a pleasurable vibrating sensation deep in my pussy, like what I felt on the Harley when I rev it up. When I touched it, it didn't feel like a cock, or what I'd imagine a vestigial cock would feel like. It felt inorganic, more like a thick rubber band. I used my smart phone and did a quick search. It was only a few swipes before I deduced it must be a Ben Wah ball! Or two - I didn't know how many were inside the pussy I had taken over. "So this is why she likes swaying her hips around so much!," I thought, realizing how the mechanics of the ball worked. It turned me on that I had this pleasure mechanism inside of me, but it also made me wonder why Wanda had left it in there. Did she just have one in her pussy all the time to pleasure herself as she made her way through the day? Or had she put one in special today, because she had some plan to ensure I felt the pleasure of her pussy? Or maybe, she had some sort of insecurity, and wanted to be sure I felt good inside her body? I didn't know, in fact, all I knew, is the more I tried tugging at it, the better it felt. I tried relaxing my pussy muscles to see if it was possibly to pull it out, but to no avail. All I ended up doing was forcing a little pee out onto my hands by accident. I did feel my clit start to engorge, again, feeling a teenage horniness. I chuckled as I kept yanking at the band. I felt like I was whacking myself by pulling this ball, quite intensely. But I also felt an irony, quite the irony, that as a guy, I knew what a Gran Mal female orgasm was like. At least in Mandy's body, I knew what it was like. I knew I was really wanting it again more and more. It was succulently addictive, even after I had transferred back to my male body. It was the reason I had been so excited about playing Who's Who, and why I had finally agreed to let Wanda take over my body while I took over hers. Yet, it hit me that Wanda's body didn't know what a Gran Mal orgasm was like, yet she had been in a female for decades. Wanda had been in this body I now controlled for all but the last few hours of her life. "So much for Wanda Pie! Wanda Pie is undercooked and raw!," I mused with a smile on Wanda's former female face, as I intensified the tugging, which in turn intensified the pleasure. It was almost too intense, as I wanted a more voluptuous experience, like I had in Mandy's body. I experienced the most unusual sexual urge at that point. I wanted to be back in Mandy's body, pleasuring myself. Here I was in an attractive female body, experiencing some amazing new sensations, yet I found a longing to be in Mandy's body again, some day. My trance was broken when I looked down and saw that my new female pussy mound had a tattoo on it. It was a set of words, and it was written upside down from my point of view, in a way so someone eating my new pussy could read it. I paused pulling on the ball, found a small mirror, and placed it perpendicular to my new female slit. It brought me a bit of levity to see what it said. It was three rows of words, in the same style as the yellow words at the beginning of a Star Wars movie. The three rows were one word each, and said, "Pie For You!" It made sense, as there was a rumor that Wanda had an even more mean way of dissing and humiliating a guy. The rumor was she had a small curved sign that said "No" that she would show them. Now I knew exactly what she did. I searched her drawers and sure enough, found it in the sexy underwear drawer. I lowered it onto Wanda's former pussy mound, and it fit perfectly over my new pussy-mound tattoo. The sign was a half oval shape. The top of the oval said "No". When I put in on Wanda's former pussy, the full verse read, "No Wanda Pie for you!," all in the same font. While I chuckled, I became aroused looking down below. Where my cock normally would have been proudly protruding, I had a curved mound with a hole underneath. It was quite erotically fascinating. I had a strong urge to grab and massage it, but damn it, I had promised my wife. I kept staring at my crotch. It was kind of scary. Wanda was a serious bad ass; I don't know what made her so mean. All the more reason for me to get out of this body. Her pussy was wound up so tight, it really made me miss having my bountiful package protruding forward and friendly, attached to my crotch. I almost started feeling a bit castrated... when I heard the doorbell ring. It rang twice. Insistently... then I heard girly giggles on the other side of the door. "Hold on, I'm in the shower. Wait for 5 minutes," I yelled using Wanda's female voice, in a bit of a shrill. I opened the closet and saw a series of the same ol' thong-bottom one- piece and spandex bottom outfits lined up... a dozen or more of the same kind Wanda seemed to wear. They were hot, and in different colors and patterns, but I wanted to wear something different. Something that would make me look even hotter, to me at least. After digging in a little more, I found it! The outfit I wanted to show my new sexy athletic body in. I remembered a girl in college that had a body like Wanda's. Her name was Aubrey. We were in a volley-ball game against each other. Aubrey's body was mesmerizing. I saw Aubrey in an outfit that still gets me going to this day, really bad. It was the shortest spandex athletic mini-skirt that just barely covered her gorgeous ass, and one that just lay flat on her pussy mound and lips... in a way that would accentuate her awesome mound and lips when she swiveled her hips, in the most 'girl-next-door' kind of innocent way. She had the bod to wear mini-skirts in a nice but deadly-sexy way. Aubrey and I got to know each other, but she supposedly had some boyfriend. I never saw him, and in retrospect, I thought maybe she had put out some kind of boyfriend line because she was afraid of what kind of addictive pleasure I could bring her if she had let me. I always wondered 'what if', but yet again, I had instead met and married Cindy, and was so hot for Cindy and still was. If there was any little doubt, i