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I was sitting in the passenger seat of my ex-girlfriend, Melanie's car.
We had just eaten at what used to be our favorite sushi restaurant, and
we were now headed back to her apartment. I had had my fill of sushi,
beer, and sake, and I felt a drunken warmth fill my body as I slid down
into my seat, watching the passing city lights.
We had broken up five months earlier. We were together for three years,
but it was three years filled with arguments, infidelities, and
coldness. I'm sure we had loved each other at some point, we were even
engaged for a few months, but we mutually broke it off after one of our
louder arguments. We finally ended it after I had a fling with a
secretary at the office where I worked.
The breakup was unhealthy to say the least. I moved out of our
apartment and ignored her calls for three months. On a drunken whim I
had answered one of her text messages, and we'd since been out together
a few times.
I can't say for sure why I decided to let her back into my life. Maybe
I was fighting loneliness.
Both of our outings ended in casual sex. The first time it was awkward,
and I left after it happened. The second time ended in an argument and
we didn't talk for a few weeks.
It was nice being out with her. We would talk and laugh, and since we
didn't see each other every day we shared stories about our new lives.
Once the alcohol and bitterness set in we became angry and explosive.
I turned my head towards Melanie and a half of a smile came to my face.
She was very pretty. She had always been slightly overweight, but it
added to her curves. She was wearing a blue dress that I hadn't seen
before, and I wondered if she bought it specially for this occasion.
Her dark brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. My eyes wandered over
her face. She was wearing dark eye makeup, which looked a little trashy
to be honest, but it was a turn on. Both of her parents were Italian.
She had tanned skin and dark brown eyes. The top of her dress was low
cut, accentuating her cleavage. A bit of her bra was showing, and I
remembered her wearing it before. It was sexy and black, and I wondered
what kind of panties she was wearing. The dress was low cut over her
thick thighs. As I looked at her I started to become hard.
We arrived at her apartment complex and began walking the path to her
apartment. We hadn't spoken since we left the restaurant, but it was a
comfortable silence. She looked at me and smiled, and grabbed my hand.
As soon as she unlocked the door I pushed it open and we began to kiss
passionately. I placed my hands on her ass and pulled her close so she
could feel me. Breathing heavily, she took off my shirt. I reached
under her dress and began to massage her over her panties. I unzipped
her dress and tore it off of her. She was wearing sheer lace black
underwear. I slid it off of her and started licking her clit. She
moaned and started rubbing her breasts under her bra. After a few
minutes, I grabbed her legs and pulled her toward me. In a motion I
removed my pants and boxers and thrust into her.
"Oh fuck. Fuck me! Fuck me Victor!" she screamed.
I turned her over and she arched her back, pushing her ass towards me,
and I started fucking her doggy style. I removed her bra and cupped her
breast with a free hand.
"Shit, I'm gonna cum..." I said.
I could feel my orgasm coming, and foolishly I let it happen. We both
came in unison, but afterwards a sinking feeling crept into the pit of
my stomach. She slid off of me and we looked each other in the eyes,
both knowing that we had made another in a series of huge mistakes.
After a long pause, I started to dress myself.
"I should go," is all I could think of to say.
"What the fuck is wrong with you, Victor?" she angrily exclaimed. "So I
guess you're just going to let me buy you dinner fuck me, huh? And
that's it? Now you're leaving?"
"What do you want me to say?" I answered.
I walked into the bathroom and washed my face. I could hear Melanie
angrily shuffling around her bedroom.
"This is fucking bullshit! I'm fucking tired of you using me like
this!" she yelled as I walked back into the room.
"You're the one who invited me to dinner," I said. "What the fuck else
do you want from me? We're not together anymore. This was a mistake."
I gathered my wallet and keys and began my exit, but before I made it
to the door she threw one of the heels she was wearing at the wall.
"I'm so fucking over this, Victor. I have nobody to talk to. All I do
is work. All I wanted to do today was have a nice meal and see you
because I don't have any fucking friends. This is so pathetic. All I
can think about is you cheating on me, and as soon as I get it out of
my mind for two seconds, you come here and use me like fucking trash
and then leave!"
"How do you think I feel Melanie? You cheated on me too in the past. We
just shouldn't see each other anymore. Even if we talk and have a civil
conversation it always ends up like this!"
"I fucking hate myself Victor. I feel like I want to fucking throw up."
"You think your life is so terrible? What about me. All I do is work,
too. To top it off I had to leave my job and settle for one with worse
pay."
"Jesus Christ, Victor. How can you stand there and act like a victim?"
We stood there staring at each other.
"God Victor, I fucking wish that you knew how hard it was to be me..."
"Oh yeah, Melanie? Well I wish you fucking knew how hard it was to be
me!"
I turned back toward the door and paused. The door was gone. I was
staring at the window on the opposite wall.
"What the hell?" I thought to myself.
I turned around and my blood ran cold. I was staring at myself.
"Melanie?" I asked, weakly. But when I spoke my voice wasn't my own. It
was Melanie's.
"Victor?" Melanie asked with my body.
I looked down at myself and saw Melanie's cleavage accentuated by her
sexy dress. I slowly reached my hands towards my breasts and noticed
manicured nails on my now dainty hands.
"This can't fucking be happening..." I said, my voice trembling.
I walked into the closet and switched on the light and stood in front
of her full length mirror. I was Melanie. I was in Melanie's body.
Somehow the wish at the end of our argument caused us to switch places.
Melanie, in my body, was in the bathroom. His face was expressionless
as he stared at his now masculine face.
"Melanie what the hell is going on?" I asked.
"Do you think I know?" he said coldly.
"What the hell are we going to do? I can't be you. This is... this
is..."
I felt overwhelmed with emotion and I started sobbing. I could feel hot
tears running down my round cheeks. I buried my face into my hands.
Melanie came out of the bathroom.
"Well let's think about what happened. We were arguing and we both
wished that the other knew how difficult their lives were. Maybe we can
just un-wish it? I wish I were you. I wish I were myself again. I wish
I was Melanie and you were Victor!"
"I wish I was myself again too..." I whimpered through my tears. "This
is pointless. What are we going to do? How are you so calm about this?"
"Maybe this is only temporary?" said Melanie. "Maybe we'll be ourselves
in the morning?"
"How do you know? This is so fucking weird!"
I paused and tried my best to collect myself in all of the chaos.
"Okay," I answered. "I guess we can try to go to sleep."
"I'll sleep on the couch" he said. "Just try to stay positive. Maybe
we're both just drunk and this is some weird dream?"
I didn't answer. I walked into her bedroom and crawled into bed fully
clothed. I crossed my arms over my chest, which pushed my breasts up,
further signifying that I was now my ex-girlfriend. I stared at the
wall for ages and finally fell asleep.
When I awoke it was still dark. I walked into the bathroom and
instinctively reached down to undo my pants, when I was saddened to
find out that I was still in Melanie's body. My face was cold and panic
was starting to set in. I knew I had no other choice, so I lifted up
the dress and lowered the lace panties down my waist and sat down on
the toilet. It was strange enough that I had a vagina, but it was an
even more alien feeling peeing as a woman. Trying to think of what to
do, I unrolled a bit of toilet paper and wiped myself. I flushed the
toilet and then stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself.
Melanie was about a foot shorter than me when I was a man. I felt small
and vulnerable. The crying had smeared my eye makeup and there were
still trails of it down my face. I tried my best to wash it all off. I
walked into the closet and removed the dress. My bra was feeling a bit
uncomfortable, so I unfastened it and let it fall to the floor. All I
could do was stare at my breasts. Melanie was a C cup, and she had
large dark, round nipples. I used to find her breasts to be incredibly
sexy, but I never imagined them on my own body. I put on an old tee
shirt and a pair of sweat pants and went back to bed.
I awoke to the sound of Melanie cooking breakfast. He was surprisingly
calm throughout the endeavor. He was standing in front of the stove
topless, only wearing a pair of jeans. For a second I felt flushed and
my heart started beating. Did I find Melanie attractive as a man?The
feeling was overwhelming.
"Good morning," I said through a yawn.
"Good morning, Victor. I started looking on the internet to see if I
could find something that would help our situation, but no luck so
far."
"Great..." I mumbled sarcastically.
We ate togethr at the dining table. I glanced over at Melanie while he
was eating, and for a second I felt the same attraction I had earlier.
I quickly turned away. I could feel my nipples getting hard through my
shirt. A wave of embarassment overtook me.
"Look, maybe we'll change back?" said Melanie. "Haven't you ever
wondered what it was like to be a woman? Maybe it will be some kind of
lesson for us."
"Yeah, maybe you're right. What should we do today then?"
"I don't know, Victor. Remember that time we went to the zoo? That was
a nice day. Maybe we could do that?"
"Okay. That sounds nice."
After breakfast Melanie showered and found some old clothes that were
left in the closet. Through the door I watched him drying himself, and
again I felt the attraction. I grabbed some clothes and walked into the
bathroom to shower myself.
The hot water felt refreshing against my skin, and I felt sensations
all over my body that I'd never felt before. I lathered some soap on my
hands and began to rub it into my face. I moved my hands down my body
and started rubbing my breasts. It felt amazing.
"Is this wrong?" I wondered.
My hands began to explore Melanie's body. She had a shaved a thin line
of hair that led down to her pussy. I rubbed the hair and started to
massage my fingers over my clit. I started to moan. I rubbed my middle
and ring fingers between the folds of my pussy, and after a few seconds
I mustered the courage to push the fingers inside myself.
"Fuck..." I whispered, biting into my lip and hoping Melanie wouldn't
hear.
I bent over and placed my opposite hand against the shower wall to
steady myself. I rapidly pushed my fingers in and out, simultaneously
applying pressure to my clit. I thought about Melanie in my body
cooking breakfast. The thought of his hard, muscular body turned me on
like I couldn't believe. I wondered what it would be like if it were
his fingers in me instead. And if not his fingers maybe his...
I felt pressure building inside of me and finally I came.
"Mmmmmm," I moaned rather loudly.
My orgasm brought me back to my senses, and I felt ashamed of my
curiosity and quickly finished my shower. I dried myself in the
bathroom and got dressed. I chose a simple black pair of panties and
some low cut shorts since I knew it would be hot outside. I was about
to put on my shirt when I remembered that I needed a bra.
"Melanie? Could you, um, hand me a bra?" I asked shyly through the
door.
Melanie laughed and handed me the black bra from the night before. I
put it on and slid a tank top over it. My shirt was showing a lot of
cleavage, but I thought it was something that she would have worn, and
I didn't want to die of heat stroke at the zoo. I dried my hair as much
as I could and looked at my face in the mirror. Melanie always looked
great naturally, and I really didn't feel like putting on any makeup.
I walked out and noticed Melanie staring at me. It made me feel shy,
but it was a nice feeling.
"Do you feel better?" asked Melanie.
"Yeah," I answered.
"I think we're going to have to call each other by each other's names
so people don't get weirded out."
"Okay, Victor," I giggled.
"Maybe this will end up being fun?" I thought to myself.
Melanie drove me to the zoo. It was strange how the gender roles were
reversed, but I kind of liked being treated like a lady.
The zoo was nice, and afterwards we got lunch at a Mexican restaurant.
We talked and laughed and remembered some of the better times of our
relationship. We were actually having a really good time. We started
drinking again, and I noticed that it took less to get my new body
tipsy.
"Do you really think we're going to change back tomorrow?" I asked.
"I think so. I think we should just try to enjoy the day, okay?"
"Well last night before we made the wish we had sex, remember?" I
asked, trying to be sexy.
"Yes..." answered Melanie in my body.
"Do you think we'll have to have sex again in order to change back?" I
asked with a sly grin.
"Maybe," said Melanie, a smile forming on his face.
"I have an idea then, tell me what you think. Why don't we go out
tonight like we used to? We can get dinner and go dancing, and if
you're good then we can go back to the apartment and have a little
fun..."
"That sounds like a great idea, Melanie," he said.
I explained that since I didn't know how to put on makeup I was going
to go get it done someplace, and he agreed. We bought some beer on the
way home, and Melanie decided he would wait at the apartment and relax.
I told him to be ready at 8pm and I would meet him.
It was strange driving a car with my new body. I drove to a nearby hair
stylist.
"So what are we doing today hon?" asked the stylist as I sat down into
the chair.
"I think I want to try a bob haircut. Do you do makeup here?" I asked,
feeling confident.
"We sure do!"
"Then I want to look like a slut..." I said in a sultry, half sarcastic
tone.
After I got my hair and make up done I felt great. I'd never seen
Melanie look this sexy before, and it was strange to know that it was
myself that I was looking at.
I decided to buy an outfit for our date. I walked into a plus sized
womens store that was near the salon and was greeted by a woman behind
the counter.
"How can I help you?"
"I think I want to try on some lingerie, and I need a dress and shoes
for a date tonight."
The woman led me to the lingerie section. I picked out a dark grey lace
push-up bra and a matching garter belt. I found a really tiny, tight
black dress to go with the outfit, and some black stilleto heels.
I walked into the dressing room and took off my clothes. I was getting
turned on as I put on the lingerie. When I saw myself in the mirror I
was stunned. I could feel heat coming from my pussy and I knew that I
was starting to get wet. I wondered if Melanie was at home thinking
about me, and if it made him want to touch himself...
I put on the dress and the shoes, and did my best to walk out with
them.
"Damn girl, you look hot! Someone is a lucky man tonight!"
I giggled and paid for the clothes. It was dark after I left the store
so I made my way back to the apartment.
I walked in to Melanie sitting on the couch. Her eyes widened and jaws
dropped.
"See something you like?" I said in my sexiest voice, walking towards
him.
"Wow babe, you look really hot," he said to me.
"Thank you," I replied. I could see his cock creeping up his jeans.
"It looks like someone doens't want to wait until after dinner," I said
to him.
I walked over to him and unzipped his pants and pulled them down his
legs. His cock felt warm in my hands as I began to stroke it up and
down.
"Oh my God that feels so good, Melanie," he said to me.
"Mmmmmm, do you like that, daddy?" I said in a low voice.
I lowered my head and wrapped my mouth around his shaft and began
sucking him. I could feel his cock poking the back of my throat, and it
was making me insanely horny. Victor stood up and took off his shirt. I
took a few steps back and unzipped my dress. I felt so sexy. The push-
up bra made my tits look enormous. I could tell that Victor was happy
with my wardrobe choice.
"I want you to fuck me Victor," I said to him. I unbottoned the bottom
of my panties and sat down on him. I slowly guided his cock inside of
me. The feeling was incredible. The sensation of his hard cock rubbing
the inside of my pussy was unlike anything I'd ever felt. I gasped as
he fully entered me. I started slowly pushing myself up and down.
"Fuck Melanie. This feels so fucking good."
I shut my eyes as I moved faster up and down on him. My pussy was so
hot and wet. I reached behind my back and took off my bra. Victor
immediately started licking my tits, then sucking and biting them.
"Oh God baby, oh God I'm about to come!" I yelled, not caring who heard
me.
The pressure built up inside me, and I felt him go limp inside me as we
both came. We calmed down and held each other. He was still inside me.
"This might be a weird thing to say," I told Victor, "but part of me
wants to start over with you like this."
"Me too, Melanie."
We walked to the bedroom and slept naked under the covers.
I awoke in darkeness and crawled out of bed. THe clock read 5:20am. As
I walked into the bathroom I noticed the sensation of my breasts
bouncing as I took each step. I switched on the bathroom light and
looked at myself in the mirror, smiling. I was still Melanie. I used
the bathroom, walked back to the bed, kissed Victor on his head, and
went back to sleep.
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