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Bunk Beds -- Chapter 9 free porn video
Disclaimer: All people in this story are fictional and any resemblance to
living people is a cryin' shame. It was created to be a pleasant fantasy.
Quick character chart:
Loren: 5'6, longish dark hair. Small A-cup naturally. Effeminate.
Cindy: 5'2. Asian. A-cup. Hair that goes halfway down her back dyed blue.
Rebellious, but self-conscious.
Karen: 5'10, athletic build. B-cup. Long blonde hair sometimes kept in
ponytail. Pragmatic.
Jenna: 5'6. Perfect hourglass figure. DD cup breasts. Optimistic, detail-
oriented, and logical.
Beth: 5'4. Top-heavy, a few pounds extra. The nerdy apple of Loren's eye.
Landlady Dee: Dark skinned. Taller than Loren's male body. Cold and
foreboding personality.
Bunk Beds - Chapter 9
By Isis Eris
******
My eyes opened and once again I realized that I was in the strange white
void. There was an intense electrical energy coursing through my body; I
was burning up with passion. I was naked and fully erect; it was kind of
hard to think.
In front of me, about an arm's length away, was Jenna - also completely
nude. She was in possession of pretty much a perfect hourglass figure,
with wide hips and large breasts that sagged a little due to their
immenseness. Dark hair, in layers, dangled down to her shoulders at
various lengths.
Yet...This wasn't exactly what I wanted.
I walked over to her and put my hand on her head and she slowly shrunk
two inches. My hands glided over to her hips and they became a bit
narrower, making her quite top heavy. Tracing my hands around her supple
breasts, I made them a little bit smaller too. My hands rested gently on
her belly, and gave her just a few extra pounds.
I looked at her, and something was still wrong.
I touched her face, and it changed to more what I desired - her hair grew
longer, too.
Beth was standing before me, sans glasses.
Yes - this was what I wanted.
I held out my hands, and something appeared in them - it looked like a
cross between a pair of panties and a belt. The big difference, though,
was that there was a double-ended dildo attached to the garment. I handed
it to Jenna-turned-Beth.
"Please put this on," I said.
I was so excited. When she had it on I stood next to her with my erect
cock touching the end of her dildo; she was longer than me by a good six
inches. I turned around.
"Take me, Beth," I said.
She put one hand on my breast, to hold me still and draw me closer. Her
soft and pillowy breasts were pressed up against my back, her nipples
boring into me. I could feel her maneuvering the dildo head to my ass,
and I took a sharp intake as she entered me. Now she put both of her
hands on my breasts, and pulled me backwards as she thrust forwards.
I lost my breath.
Each thrust elicited a girlish squeal from me.
She started going faster and faster...
***
I opened my eyes and the scene had changed. It was still as much of a
white abyss of nothingness as it always was, but the sexual energy had
gone, and now it was just me. Well - my land Lady and I. She stood there,
stoic and intimidating as ever in her pin-striped suit.
"I acknowledge that you are trying," she said. "But that won't work."
"What?" I asked.
She shook her head. "If I were to transfer bodies with you now, the body
would revert back to the original state. In other words, if we traded
bodies now I would effectively be trading bodies with Jenna, even if
you've altered her to look like Beth."
I looked down and saw Beth's Breasts blocking most of my view.
"I will grant you, however, that it was a clever thought on your part.
Devious, even. You would have sold out Jenna in order to save both
yourself and Jenna. I didn't think you operated that way."
I try to verbalize my confusion, but I only said, "My head is spinning."
"I will not penalize you this time. However, I must warn you that you're
running out of time. Don't screw around."
***
My eyes opened and I saw the underside of the top bunk. It looked like I
was back in reality. Shit -- that means that I'm in Beth's body now and
that all of my roommates saw my weird sexual fantasy. Why the hell did my
sub-conscious want Beth to do - to do that to me? They must think I'm
such a freak; I'm starting to think I'm a freak.
Jenna hopped off the top bunk, though she was now in my naked body. "Is
my body alright? Where did it go?"
"I think it's safe, wherever it is," I said. "So far the pattern is that
the changed body reverts to normal when trading back."
"It's just really weird," she said. "The other girls could at least see
their body still around."
At this, she looked down at my body.
"You turned me into Beth," she said.
"Sorry about that," I said in Beth's voice. "I wasn't fully in control of
what was happening."
Jenna ignored me and probed her new private part, curiously.
"Well, it's sort of a dick," she said.
Karen and Cindy, both in their pajamas came into the room.
"Seems like we usually have a meeting after a swap," Cindy said.
I was sitting on the edge of the bed now; Cindy and Karen stared at me.
Even though I wasn't in my body, I felt a little vulnerable, so I
discretely covered my breasts with my arms.
"You really are in Beth's body," Cindy said.
"What I don't understand is why you didn't take the chance to fuck Beth,"
Karen said. "It was a dream, and you were in control, right?"
I blushed. "Well, my sub-conscious was in control."
Cindy and Karen exchanged a look.
I looked down, avoiding eye contact.
"That's so fucking weird," Cindy said.
It's an awful thing, to the hidden secrets of your mind dredged up and
put on display like this. Especially since the results might even
surprise the conscious mind of the person in question. Was that really
how I wanted to interact with Beth, sexually? I'd barely remembered that
dildo harnesses and stuff even existed. And again, why?
"Let's just leave Loren alone on this," Jenna said.
"More like 'Lauren', am I right?" Cindy said, and then paused. "When I
said it just now, I spelled her name L-a-u-r-e-n instead of the usual
way. But I guess you couldn't tell."
Cindy and Karen were shooed off by Jenna.
"It looks like Beth's door is shut," Jenna said to me.
"Oh. I'm not sure I want to talk to her right now, anyway."
Jenna nodded politely, and stepped into the panties I was wearing
yesterday, along with a tank top that looked baggy on my old body. She
was nice enough to lend me some clothes to sleep in while preserving my -
and Beth's - dignity.
"It's still just so weird," Jenna said, looking down at her crotch. "I
don't think I like it."
"Why not?"
"Because," she said, and searched for a reason. "Well, I'm not sure
exactly why. It's not like it gets in the way of anything. But I don't
think I like it."
I shrugged, and climbed back into bed.
"What am I supposed to do now? I'm wide awake, and it's four AM," she
said
"If you check in my pant pockets, I have a membership to the gym. You
could go with Karen when it opens," I said.
***
After Jenna left, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep - but there was
this creeping thought in the back of my mind, keeping me awake. I looked
down at my body - I was finally looking at Beth's breasts. They had been
objects of my desire for so long, ever since she started growing them in
middle school. Now they were mine. Would I be a bad person if I played
with them a little? We didn't exactly have social mores for this
situation written down anywhere.
I decided that I might as well, at least for a little bit. I think
everyone expects me to do that, anyway. I lifted up my left breast with
my left hand, and found it heavier than I expected. If I wanted to lift
it all of the way, though, I'd have to use my other hand. Gently circling
the nipple, I looked for an area that was more sensitive than the rest.
No matter where I tried, though, I didn't really get any reaction from my
breasts - so I tried the nipples. After a bit of tweaking them they got
hard, but I really didn't feel anything from them, either.
I had thought that every woman's breasts were like orgasmicly sensitive,
but I guess it varies from girl to girl. Both Karen and Cindy's bodies
had responded well, so it was a little bit disappointing to be stuck with
breasts that only barely registered the presence of my own hands. Maybe
this is why it's such an easy decision for some women to get implants -
it's not like they feel anything from it, anyway.
Plus, I don't think I was feeling that horny, anyway. I figured I'd just
go back to sleep.
***
For the first time in a while, I had a regular dream. Well, as regular as
it really gets.
I was dressed as I had been the previous day, in my thrift-store skirt
and borrowed shirt, looking down the edge of a cliff. Literally. It was
like I was standing on the edge of a mountain in the Southwest desert.
"You know, you're going to have to jump sooner or later."
"I know," I said, in the dream.
"Why not jump now?"
"I'll jump, but I'm not ready to jump just yet. Give me a little bit more
time," I said.
"You won't die," the voice said. "I promise."
"Well...Okay."
My dream-self shrugged, took one last look down, and jumped. As I fell I
could see the ground coming up closer to me, full or rocky outcroppings.
Despite my impending doom, this was probably the calmest and most at
peace I had felt in my life.
And then I hit the ground.
I broke through the ground - my fall was so immense that it was drilling
through the ground below me! Now it was like I was sliding through some
sort of earthy tunnel except I was paving my way as I went. Finally, I
saw a source of light, and fell down into it...
Only to land on a grassy meadow full of flowers. I looked around - this
was the most beautiful place I had ever seen. This was the sort of place
that I imagined the Garden of Eden must have looked like. It was
wonderful.
***
...And I was back in reality. What a weird-ass dream. I checked my body out
of reflex, but this dream hadn't altered it in any way.
I got up and walked to the mirror. Staring back at me was the image of my
crush; her hair tussled around her face, and her nipples poking out from
underneath her white tank-top. It was all kind of fuzzy, though. I leaned
closer to get a better look - then it hit me. Beth wears glasses! I had
been distracted by other assets of my new body to realize this earlier.
Now I was definitely going to talk to Beth. I peeked out the doorway and
down the hall, and it looked like Beth's doorway was open. It might be
disturbing to see your doppelganger walk into your room un-announced,
though, so I knocked on the wall next to her door. I took a deep breath.
Beth stepped out and her eyes widened at seeing me.
"Hey, Loren," she said, as she eyed me up and down.
"Hey, Beth," I said. "I hate to bother you, but do you have a back-up
pair of glasses? "
She nodded. "Come into our - my room."
I did as I was bidden and entered her room. I was always taller than Beth
in my regular body, which used to be the only body I ever inhabited. So
now it was strange to be on the exact same eye level as her and to
intellectual know that our faces were mirrors of each other, to boot.
She handed me a pair of dark rectangular glasses - the frames were pretty
flimsy.
"As long as you stay away from contact sport and gym class they'll
probably be okay," she said.
I put them on and my world came into focus. Meanwhile, she stared at me.
We studied each other in the awkward silence that followed.
"Well, this is officially the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me,"
Beth said. "If I didn't know the sordid truth I'd assume that you were my
long-lost twin sister."
I laughed. "Yeah. It's certainly weird. But my threshold for weirdness
has risen pretty high lately."
We were bantering, but it was more to fill the gaps in conversation than
our usual playfulness. I've found the best way to de-escalate this kind
of situation is to get rid of the source of awkwardness - a risky
maneuver that involved facing the problem head on.
"I wasn't actually sure you'd want to talk to me, like this," I said.
"Yeah. The dream - I saw what happened between you and Jenna. Of course.
"
"Are you mad at me?"
"I mean, I knew you found me attractive," Beth started, as she turned
away from me. "So it's logical to assume that your sub-conscious mind
would fantasize about me. It was just...Usually those fantasies are
something kept private, where no one can see them. At first, I felt like
you'd violated me. But then I felt like maybe I had violated you by
seeing that."
"Huh. I hadn't thought of it that way," I said.
"I've been afraid of what will happen when we switch bodies. Since we
will, eventually. I don't want the others to think my desires are weird."
"They're way more sexually liberated than you and me. I doubt you could
dream up anything that could shock them," I said.
"I had thought that, too, but then in your dream, you used - I mean, I
don't want to sound judgmental, but you used a strap-on dildo on my
duplicate."
I hung my head low. "Yeah. I don't know where that came from."
She locked eyes with me. "Do you have any idea why that might have been
the way things went down?"
"Well, I know you're a lesbian. Maybe I instinctively wanted to interact
with you in a lesbian-y way?"
"That wasn't me, though," Beth said. "That was Jenna in my body. She's
straight as far as I know. That might have been your only chance to -
interact -- with me in the traditional way."
I started to think about it, but the subject really bothered me.
"Maybe you don't want to use your penis?" Beth asked.
"But that - what would that mean?" I asked.
Beth hugged me. "Calm down. You're getting really anxious on me. And I
don't like seeing myself get freaked out."
"Sorry."
I realized that neither of us was wearing a bra, and that our breasts
were touching - they were merging into one another. I'm not sure whose
nipples got hard first, but all four of them were sticking out. This was
a sexy symmetry. Beth pulled back, but this still caused our breasts to
brush against each other.
"That actually reminds me," Beth said. "I was thinking, this could be an
opportunity for us."
I thought I had an idea of where this was going but I almost didn't
believe it.
"How so?"
"Well, I feel very comfortable with you, but I could never be intimate
with you as a boy. At the moment, though, you're very female."
"But, I mean, I'm in your body right now. Isn't that strange?"
"Unearthly," Beth agreed. "But i know that body well. Would you like to
learn the secrets of your new body?"
"Yeah," I said, as I went over and closed and locked the door.
I took off my shirt and let my breasts hang out. Beth traced a finger
down from my shoulder until it made its way to a thick and erect nipple.
Slowly, she moved the finger around the nipple clockwise, then counter-
clockwise.
"My breasts don't get much sensation," Beth said.
She quickly turned and rummaged through a dresser and took out two clips
connected by a chain.
"That's why I've got these," she said with a devil's smile and a blushed
face.
Oh. Nipple clamps.
"I'll pass," I said.
She laughed, and put the nipple clamps back in their hiding place.
"Have you figured out how to - you know - pleasure the female body yet?"
She asked me.
"Not yet."
"Let's play the tutorial level, then," Beth said. "I'm sorry, was that
sexy, or just cheesy? Because I really don't have any experience with
'sexy.'"
"It's working for me," I said.
"Take off your panties, Loren."
I certainly didn't need to be told twice! I tried to seductively drop my
shorts and my panties, but I wasn't entirely used to the amount of hips
and but I now contained, so it took a little extra effort. Once I was
totally naked, Beth stood before me, and put her pointer finger right
below my belly button.
"This is sort of like your north star," she said. "Let it guide you."
The finger lazily made its way down my pubis mons until it hit the point
where my two lips joined together.
"Now here's a little mini-game for you. There's a little nub, just under
the hood here, and you need to rub it. Like this."
And she demonstrated the maneuver for me - it felt so good.
I moaned.
She stopped, and I half panicked.
"What? Don't stop!"
"Like I said, this is the tutorial level. Now you try," Beth said with a
smug satisfied smile.
I wasn't really getting off the video game metaphors, but my God, the
look on her face when she feels she's being clever! That did turn me on.
So I gave it a try myself. I traced my finger down from the bellybutton
until the point where my lips joined...And then I got kinda lost in the
folding of the hood and the lips and what not. But Beth took my finger,
and guided me, and found the spot.
"Now go for it," she whispered.
So I started rubbing myself. I eventually brought myself to orgasm,
though it wasn't the best I had ever had. I was nervous; but it was nice.
And Beth seemed to enjoy watching the mirror image of her own face go
through the stages of pleasure and release.
We embraced in a hug while my breathing steadily returned to a relaxed
rate.
"Now you do me," she said.
I was just about to drop her shorts and her panties slip to the floor,
but she told me to stop.
"Let me get my nipple clamps first..."
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