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Chapter 4
I awoke to someone calling my name, "Steve, wake up. It's time to get
up." I sleepily opened my eyes and wiped my hair out of my face. My eyes
opened wide. I had long blond hair and red fingernails! I sat up
quickly. The shifting weight of two heavy breasts on my chest startled
me. I looked down at my nude body, I had no penis. I almost panicked! I
heard a deep voice telling me, "Relax. Everything is under control." I
looked up to see me standing beside the bed. At least, it certainly
looked like me. Then, as I became fully awake, I remembered the memory
transfer machine experiment that had gone wrong. I remembered how Carol
and I had experienced a complete mind swap. How, since she and her
friend were both psychology majors at the university, that they had
talked me into staying in Carol's body till next weekend so they could
do some gender reversal experimentation. The results of their study
would enable them to obtain graduate degrees and they convinced me that
I shouldn't deny them that opportunity.
Carol, like a true gentleman, held her hand out to assist me as I got
out of bed. I still hadn't become accustomed to the feel of this body.
She told me to go to the bath room, fill the tub and take a bubble bath
just like she had shown me yesterday and she would pick out my clothing.
My bare feet carried my small, very feminine body into the bathroom.
As I passed the full length bathroom mirror, I couldn't help but notice
the reflection of the beautiful face and body that had originally
attracted me to Carol. I stopped for a moment to admire the jutting
breasts, large pink strawberry sized nipples, pinched in waist, flat
stomach, blonde pubic hair, rounded buttocks and long shapely legs. I
turned to look at my curved backside and was wondering what new
experiences were in store for me. I had placed myself in Carol and
Barbara's hands for the next week and if last night was any indication,
this would be an eventful week.
I sat on the toilet as the tub filled with warm sudsy water. In this
female body, I had to sit down to pee. I patted dry, stood up and
flushed the toilet.
I walked back to the tub and turned off the water, pinned my long blonde
hair up just as Carol had shown me and sat down in the warm sudsy water.
The water was soothing to my tired, but, sated body. Barbara had
insisted that I sleep in the nude between Carol's masculine body and her
very feminine one. I had awakened several times during the night to find
someone's fingers playing with my vagina and lips sucking my nipples.
Once someone, I believe it was Barbara, kissed their way up between my
parted thighs and performed cunnilingus on me. I must have reached
orgasm three or four times during the night. Even now, my body still
tingled.
I used Carol's bath sponge to cleanse the curves and crevices of my
feminine body. The sensuous caress of the sponge on my sensitive nipples
caused them to become erect. They stood out from the curve of my breast
and were about an inch long. They weren't as large as Barbara's two inch
brown nipples, but they were oh so sensitive. I was breathing heavily as
I continued to wipe the sponge across my distended nipples. My vagina
was producing an itching sensation between my legs which I was about to
scratch when Carol came into the room.
Carol had taken a shower and shaved before she had awakened me. She wore
shorts and a tee shirt on her masculine frame. In her muscular arms, she
carried feminine clothing. "Don't get to carried away with that sponge,"
she told me as she saw my erect nipples and the look on my face. I had
been caught in the act. I blushed. She laid a flimsy, pink robe on the
back of the chair in the bathroom along with a pair of pink high heel
slippers and said, "Put these on when you dry off and come down to
breakfast. Barbara made coffee and she's waiting on us. So hurry up."
Then she added, as she walked out of the room, "You can play with
yourself later." I blushed again.
I stood up as soon as she had left and towelled myself dry. I walked to
the chair, slipped my feet into the tiny shoes with the two inch heels
and put on the robe. When I left the safety of the bedroom and passed
the wall mirrors in the upstairs hallway I came to a halt. The pink
bathrobe was practically transparent. I couldn't go down stairs dressed
like this! Evidently, Carol wanted me to parade around the house almost
naked, exposing my semi nude feminine charms for her and Barbara to see.
I heard Carol's deep toned voice calling from the bottom of the stairs
to hurry up. I decided that Carol had been cooperative in my memory
transfer experiment and that it wouldn't be fair if I didn't cooperate
with her completely. I wondered to myself if the female hormones in my
body were making me submissive as I descended the stairs with the light
weight robe billowing about my legs and body.
"My, but doesn't Steve look pretty this morning." Carol said as I
entered the kitchen. They were sitting at the kitchen table, drinking
coffee and eating a danish. The morning light coming in the windows was
sufficient for them to see that I was naked under my transparent pink
robe.
"She looks good enough to eat," Barbara added. I blushed at her use of
the word "she" and the memory of what she had done to me last night.
"You're so sexy when your face turns red!" She smiled as she poured me a
cup of coffee and passed me a saucer with a danish on it.
When I had finished eating, I asked for another danish. Carol responded,
"Now that you're a girl, you can't eat as much as you'd like. The only
way that a girl can get men to watch her figure is by staying slim and
trim. I won't have you putting extra pounds on my body. You may have
another cup of coffee, though." As I drank the extra cup of coffee, I
remembered how little Carol had eaten at meals. I decided that I could
stay on her diet at least until next weekend.
After breakfast, we went back upstairs to get dressed. Carol had laid
out my clothing on a chair next to Carol's vanity table. Barbara told me
to sit, take down my hair and brush it until it was smooth and tangle
free. She used two hair bows made with pink ribbon to hold my hair in
place. Next, she taught me how to apply my make up. "You are very lucky
to have such smooth skin. Today, all you need is a little eye shadow,
eye liner, a little mascara, blush and pink lipstick. Watch what I do so
you can apply your own cosmetics." When she had finished, my face was as
beautiful as when it belonged to Carol. "Now take off that robe and lets
get you dressed." She picked up a perfume atomizer and lightly sprayed
my nude body. I felt embarrassment as I sat there naked.
"Whenever you get dressed, the first thing you should put on is your
garter belt. It should be worn under your panties." She held a frilly
black lace garter belt up for me to see. I asked why I couldn't wear
shorts and a tee shirt. "Because, in order for us to collect good data,
you must be as feminine as possible at all times. A garter belt
constricting your waist and constantly tugging at your nylon hose as you
walk will remind you of your new feminine role in life. Now, put this
around your waist and I'll help you hook it in back." A moment later,
the garter belt was around my middle. "Time for the stockings. Try
putting this one on the way you've seen Carol and your mother do." I
bunched the cinnamon colored stocking until the toe was ready for me to
slide my foot into it. I pulled the stocking over the heel of my foot
and up my leg. It fit like a second skin and reached to within about
four inches of my crotch. "Great job! Are you sure you haven't done this
before?" Barbara inquired.
Until I was fifteen, my mother would get me to dress up as a girl on
Halloween. She said that for that one day out of the year, I could be
her daughter. She must have been lonely with just a husband and a son to
keep her company in this big house. Barbara brought me back to the
present, "Now attach the garter tabs to the top of your stocking." She
demonstrated how it should be done then gave me the other stocking. I
pulled it up to the top of my thigh and attached the tabs myself.
"Now the shoes." Barbara said as she gave me a pair of white high heel
pumps. The heels must have been at least three inches high. How was I
supposed to walk in these, I thought to my self. I slipped them on my
feet and Barbara said, "Stand up. I want to see how you look in them." I
stood up slowly. It felt as if I was toppling forward and I was being
forced to stand on the tips of my toes. I swayed a little until I found
my balance.
"Good girl!" Barbara said. It gave me a funny feeling inside when she
referred to me as "girl", but, I didn't complain. "Now walk across the
bedroom and back," she said. I attempted a faltering step and nearly
lost my balance.
"Here, take my hand." I took her offered hand and she walked with me to
the other side of the bedroom and back. "Now, you do it by yourself this
time." I wobbled a little as I took short mincing steps as I walked back
and forth across the bedroom floor. "Hold your head up high. Shoulders
back. You are truly a beautiful young woman. Be proud! Those high heels
make your ass wiggle when you walk and holding your shoulders like that
makes those big tits wobble, too." Her comments were embarrassing. I
walked back and forth wearing nothing but my garter belt, nylons and
high heels for what seemed half an hour. She finally told me that I
could sit down and rest.
When I sat down on the velvet cushion, I noticed that my vagina was
tingling. "Here's your panties," Barbara said as she gave me a pair of
black lace hip hugger panties. I stepped my high heel shoes through the
leg openings and stood up to draw them up my long nylon covered legs. I
pulled them up until the crotch fit snugly against my tingling vagina.
The panties were cut high on the thigh, giving the illusion that my legs
were even longer then they actually were. "My, but those are such pretty
panties. And they show off your cute little tush." Would she always find
ways to embarrass me? "Now, the brassiere," she said as she gave me the
next article of clothing. It was a back hook model made of black lace
material. I slipped it over my arms and leaned forward slightly, as I
had seen Carol do, to fit the cups over my breasts. Then, I struggled
with the back hooks. "Let me help you before you break a nail." Barbara
hooked my bra strap for me. I stood up straight. Barbara whistled and
said, "If we didn't already have today planned out, I'd take you to bed
right now."
Barbara picked up the white dress that Carol had picked out for me to
wear. She slipped it on over my head. The dress fell down around my body
and Barbara went behind me to zip up the back. She threaded dangling
earrings into my pierced ears, hooked two gold necklaces around my neck,
put several bracelets around each of my wrists and picked out rings for
me to wear on six different fingers. When she had finished, she said,
"Walk over to the mirror and see what you look like."
When I looked at my reflection, it almost took my breath away. I saw
that Carol had chosen a light weight summer dress for me to wear today.
It had short sleeves, a low neckline which showed the cleavage between
my breasts, a flouncey flared skirt whose short hemline only came a few
inches below my stocking tops, and a few lace ruffles to give it a very
feminine look. At first I thought, how beautiful, then I noticed that
the white fabric was so thin that the color and style of my lingerie
could be seen through the dress. I looked at Barbara and pleaded for
another dress, a dress which wouldn't expose my underwear. She said,
"Carol picked that dress out for you to wear. If you want another dress,
you'll have to ask Carol."
Carol was in the walk in closet. She was busy taking some of her female
clothing off the hangers and out of the drawers and packing them into
suitcases. When I asked what she was doing, she replied, "I'm packing
away all of my pantyhose, long pants, blue jeans and any other clothes
which are not feminine and sexy. Barbara is going to store them at her
apartment until after next weekend. That way, you'll have no choice, but
to dress in my most feminine clothing." I asked her for a different
dress or a slip to wear under this one because it was so thin people
would be able to see my black underwear. She looked me up and down and
told me to turn around. I slowly turned completely around as she had
ordered. Carol let out a wolf whistle as her right hand went to her
crotch to rearrange her genitals to give her expanding organ more room.
Deep down inside me, I was pleased that I had this effect on Carol,
although, I would have denied it if they had asked. "Letting people know
that you're wearing sexy lingergie is nothing more than being
flirtatious! However, there won't be anyone else here but the three of
us. No one else will see you. You are beautifully sexy in that dress.
You can't know just how desirable you look right now." I felt my face
flush at her compliment.
Barbara interrupted Carol's train of thought, "If you're finished in
here, help me get these bags downstairs and into the trunk of my car so
I can go home and get some of my clothes." Then she turned to me, "Carol
and I decided that as long as this study is taking place, it would be
better if I moved into one of the spare bedrooms." They picked up the
suitcases and they told me to come along to open the doors. At first I
refused to step out of the front door of the house, but, Carol assured
me that no one would see me and if they did, they would think that I was
actually Carol. The driveway couldn't be seen from the road or any of
the neighbors' houses. After looking in all directions and not seeing
anyone, I helped them load Barbara's BMW with the suitcases. Carol and
Barbara couldn't keep their eyes off of me as I stood in the sunshine in
my semi transparent dress.
Barbara put her arm around me and said, "I'll be back in a couple of
hours." She kissed me on the lips. Then put her arms around Carol's
broad shoulders, kissed Carol on the lips and said, "Don't you two do
anything that I wouldn't do." She got into her car, started the engine,
smiled and waved as she drove off.
Carol stood behind me and put her arms around my waist as we watched
Barbara drive away. She rubbed her groin against my thinly covered
buttocks.
"You smell nice," she whispered as she breathed in the aroma of my
perfume and kissed my neck. "Women wear high heel shoes, like the ones
you have on, to make their legs look longer. And, they make a girl have
to stick her butt out to balance herself when she walks. Plus, these
shoes raise that cute ass of yours enough so that I can rub my pecker
between your butt cheeks." I felt embarrassment because of what Carol
was saying and doing to me, but I also felt a tingling in my vagina.
When Carol's hand cupped my breasts, I nervously said, "Please, not out
here in public!" I looked around again to see if anyone was watching.
Carol chuckled as she said, "Let's go inside. We have about two hours
alone and we're wasting time." Her arm was around my waist as she led me
into the house. As soon as the front door was closed, she took me in her
strong arms and began kissing me on the lips. I wrapped both arms around
her neck as her tongue probed into my mouth. My breasts were pushed
against her muscular chest as her arms pulled me closer. Our tongues
danced together as I felt her penis uncoiling against my tummy. Today my
mind didn't rebel at the thought of Carol having a hard penis which she
was going to use on my feminine body. It still stirred strange emotions,
but at least, I could reconcile myself that I was in Carol's body and
she was in mine, and that we loved each other. That seemed to make
everything alright.
Carol leaned down to kiss along the tops of my breasts as her strong
hands massaged my bottom cheeks through my thin dress and black lace
panties.
Carol lifted my dress so that she could run her hands over the front of
my panties. Her long thick fingers curled between my legs and covered
the crotch band of my panties. By this time, my vagina was beginning to
moisten.
Carol gently pushed me down onto the carpeted stairs. As I lay back,
with my bottom on the third step, Carol pushed my dress up above my
waist. My garter belt could be plainly seen beneath my black lace
panties. My cinnamon colored nylons were also on display for Carol's
enjoyment. Carol gripped the waist band of my panties and, as I raised
my hips, removed them from my body.
"You give me such a hard on," she said as she lowered her head to my
thighs and began to plant kisses above the tops of my stockings. Carol's
hands on my knees held my legs apart as she kissed her way towards my
tingling vagina.
These experiences were so different from any I had known as a man.
However, I couldn't deny that they were more exciting. When I felt
Carol's tongue licking along my hair fringed vagina, my buttocks lifted
up off the step to move closer to Carol's searching mouth. My eyes
rolled back in my head and I laced my fingers in her hair as she stroked
her tongue into my wet slit. Carol kept her tongue busy inside of me
until I orgasmed. I must have been quite a sight, laying on the stairs
with my dress pulled up and my panties pulled off while Carol, in my
male body, went down on me.
When I once again became aware of my surroundings, I saw that Carol had
removed her shorts and briefs. She straddled my body with her feet as
she moved up a few steps. When she lowered her masculine body, her thick
hard penis was almost even with my face. "I made you come with my mouth,
but, all I want from you is for you to make my big hard prick wet so
that it'll slip into that tight little pussy of yours." She held her
hard penis in her hand as she slowly lowered it towards my pink coated
lips. I could have refused, but after what had happened yesterday, I
said to myself, what the hell, it actually was my penis.
When Carol touched the head of her stiff penis to my lipstick coated
mouth, my tongue came out between my lips and licked it. It didn't taste
bad. So, when she touched it to my lips again, I opened my mouth and she
guided it inside. "That's a good little girl," she said as my tongue
swirled around the head of the penis in my mouth. "Suck my cock. Suck my
cock as if you want me to come in your mouth again." She stroked her
penis in and out of my mouth as if she was screwing my vagina.
Thankfully, she had enough control to push no more than half of her
erect penis into my mouth. Just as I was beginning to enjoy the feel of
her hard presence in my mouth, she withdrew and said, "Spread those
legs. I'm going to screw that tight little pussy!" Part of me secretly
wanted her to finish in my mouth.
As she moved down my body, I couldn't take my eyes off her wet shining
hard cock. "Spread your legs for me, honey. I'm going to stick this
stiff cock as deep into that juicy pussy as it will go." She settled her
body between my spread nylon covered legs and guided her penis to the
entrance of my vagina.
Since everything was wet and lubricated, she was able to sink her stiff
penis all the way in with one long push. I felt as if my vagina was
stuffed full with meat.
When it was in all the way, Carol just lay on me for a minute. As her
pubic mound was pressed against my sensitive clitoris, I was
experiencing some major erotic tingles without her even moving. Finally,
I couldn't hold still any more. I started pushing my vagina up onto
Carol's massive hard cock. My hips were swiveling on and off her erect
penis. She was smiling at me, "That's my little sex machine. Work that
tight pussy on my cock." She was happy that I had lost control and was
taking an active role. "I can't tell you how good your pussy fells
wrapped around my hard cock. I like being the man. Being able to feel
the blood rush into my dick as it gets hard. I like it when I shove it
into that wet little pussy of your's." She had started stroking her
stiff penis in and out of my vagina in time with my movements. "Tell me,
do you like being a girl, lying on your back while some stud fills your
belly with cock meat?" Part of my mind thought about what she was
saying, my reaction was both embarrassment and sexual titillation. Carol
continued, "Tell me you like being a girl. Tell me you like a big cock
in your belly. Ask me to screw your pussy!" I didn't answer because the
truth would have been to embarrassing. I was almost ready to cum when
she withdrew her penis from my vagina. "Ask me to please screw your
pussy and I'll put it back in. And say please." She demanded.
I was so close to cuming I tried to grab Carol's stiff penis with my
hand to guide it back inside of my empty vagina. Carol's stronger hands
held mine. I knew what she wanted, but knew what such a confession would
mean to my ego. It would mean that I was addicted to sex in a woman's
body. It would mean that Carol would have complete dominance over me
until we switched back to our original bodies. I also knew that I
couldn't stand the empty feeling in my tummy any longer. I thought that
I might go insane if I didn't climax soon. "Screw my pussy, please!" I
cried out. Carol had a broad smile on her handsome face as her hard wet
penis penetrated my vagina in one lunge. I immediately experienced an
orgasm.
After the orgasm had washed over me in wave after wave, I knew that I
was Carol's sex slave to do with as she pleased for this week. I didn't
have the slightest idea how this would affect our long term relationship
after we returned to our own bodies. I did know that this was the best
sex that I had ever had. The only thing that seemed important to me at
this moment was Carol's erect penis sawing in and out of my hungry
vagina. I wrapped my nylon covered legs around her waist and used my
high heels to spur her small muscular buttocks so that Carol would screw
me harder. I was almost ready to cum again.
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