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Mind Swapping
Chapter 10
Barbara was zipping up the back of my dress when the door bell rang.
As Carol went down stairs to answer the door, she said, "I'll leave you
two girls to finish getting Steve ready for his date." We already knew
who was at the door. It would be Tom to pick me up for our date tonight.
He actually thought that he was going to pick up Miss Carolyn Phelps,
but since last Friday's mind swapping fiasco with the memory transfer
machine, I had been in Carol's female body and she had been in my male
body. She and Barbara had talked me into remaining in her body until
this weekend. I had only agreed because Carol and Barbara had insisted
that it was necessary for their psychology study in gender reversal. As
I stopped to survey my appearance in the hallway mirror and saw how good
I looked, I knew that I was enjoying this masquerade entirely to much
for a guy in my circumstances.
We had pulled my mane of curly blonde hair up and pined it on top of my
head. It added four inches to my height. With my four inch high heel
shoes and my up swept hair style, I would be almost as tall as Tom.
Carol and Barbara had insisted on helping me apply my make up, they said
that I should look perfect for my first official date with my new
boyfriend. I had tried to say that I was only going out with Tom because
they had talked me into it. My mind was a bundle of confusion.
I thought that my eye make up was a little heavy. The colors were mostly
brown with reddish hues so as not to compete with my blue eyes. I wore
cherry red lipstick on my full cupid bow lips. Long blue sapphire and
diamond earrings that had belonged to my mother dangled from my
earlobes. A matching blue sapphire and diamond necklace was around my
neck, a matching bracelet was on my right wrist and my gold Rolex watch
was on my left wrist. I had rings on two fingers of one hand and three
fingers on the other. Barbara had sprayed me with expensive perfume. My
long fingernails were painted to match my lipstick.
The low cut dark blue sequined mini dress displayed my cleavage to all
who would care to look. The spaghetti shoulder straps kept the dress
from sliding down and revealing my black silk long line strapless
brassiere. The dress stretched to cover my massive 36DD size breasts and
yet was able to follow the curvature of my twenty inch waist. I thought
of the figure training corset that Linda had sold me this afternoon and
how impossibly small my waist had looked when it was only sixteen
inches. I tried to imagine how I would look if I were to wear the corset
under this dress.
The figure hugging dress came half way down my shapely thighs. Carol and
Barbara still refused to allow me to wear pantyhose. They said that
pantyhose wasn't feminine enough. My black nylon stockings disappeared
up under my skirt where they ended about an inch away from my black silk
bikini panties.
A two inch wide elastic lace band around the top of my nylons held them
in place, making a garter belt unnecessary. Blue sequined high heel
shoes with stiletto heels and pointed toes were on my feet. I had worn
these shoes for an hour today while I tried to get used to wearing heels
taller than three inches.
I felt as if I was being forced to walk on the tips of my toes and was
always in danger of tipping forward. I would probably have to hold onto
Tom's arm all night for support.
Barbara had placed the make up we had used, a few twenty dollar bills
and Carol's old driver's license in a matching blue sequined clutch
purse. I noticed that my long red finger nails were perfect as I took
the offered purse with my small feminine hand. I turned slightly to see
a profile view. My large breasts jutted out in front and my buttocks
jutted out in back. I wondered if my butt was to big and reminded myself
that only last week, before the mind swap, I thought this butt was
perfect. I turned to see my reflection from all angles, Mr. Collins
would be impressed.
Since I still wobbled slightly in my four inch heels, I held onto
Barbara's arm as we went down stairs. Carol and Tom were standing in the
foyer and stopped talking to watch as I descended the staircase. Tom was
every bit as handsome as I remembered from Wednesday night. His full
head of black wavy hair, his expressive green eyes, his clear complexion
and masculine face were what most women dreamed of. He wore a tailored
dark gray suit that must have been very expensive. His shoes were highly
polished. He looked as if he had just stepped out of a men's fashion
magazine.
Tom made a wolf whistle and smiled as he said, "You are simply stunning
tonight." When I stepped down from the bottom step, he put his arms
around my small waist and looked at Carol, "You don't mind if I kiss my
date do you?" Tom still thought that Carol was Barbara's boyfriend and
that I was just their unattached female friend for whom they were trying
to find a boyfriend.
Barbara, who was grinning, moved to stand beside Carol as Carol answered
in her low pitched masculine voice, "Be my guest. You have my permission
to kiss Carol as much as you like." I didn't have time to say anything
as Tom pulled my body against his and his lips descended onto mine. I
held back by not parting my lips to let his tongue into my mouth. When
our lips parted, I looked at Carol and Barbara to see both of them
smiling as they had watched me being kissed by a man. Carol smilingly
added, "Have Carol back home by tomorrow morning. You two have fun and
don't do anything that Barbara and I wouldn't do." Carol had called me
Carol again for Tom's benefit.
Tom offered his arm and we said good bye as he escorted me out to his
Porsche. He held the door for me as I sat down and swung my legs in. My
dress rode up my thighs, giving him a glimpse of the lace band around
the tops of my stockings. He grinned as he closed my door and went
around to get in the driver's seat. We were alone in his car as he
leaned towards me and said, "I've thought about you almost every waking
moment since I met you. I even dreamed about you when I slept. I'm
afraid that I may have fallen in love with you." I couldn't explain why
my insides felt all warm and fuzzy. He kissed my lips again. This time,
I let his tongue delve into my mouth.
When he came up for air, he started the engine and said, "We'd better go
to the restaurant or else I'll want to make love to you in the car again
while it's parked in Steve and Barbara's driveway. Besides, our
reservations are for the best nightclub in town and we have to be there
in thirty minutes." He put the car in gear and I turned to see Carol and
Barbara waving from the living room window as we drove off. I found my
eyes drawn to Tom's handsome profile as he drove towards the downtown
area. He was quite attractive.
When we pulled into the parking lot and up to the front door, a doorman
opened my car door for me. My dress rode up my thighs as I got out. I
smoothed down my dress where it had ridden up almost to the tops of my
nylon stockings as I waited for Tom to join me. The doorman had
certainly seemed to enjoy the view. A valet parked Tom's car as Tom
offered me his arm and escorted me into the high class club.
The maitre de greeted us and said, "Good evening, Mr. Collins, your
table is waiting on you." We were led to a small table in the center of
the dining area. He held the chair for me as I sat down. The maitre de
snapped his fingers and a waiter came to our table to take our order.
Tom asked me if he could order for both of us. I nodded my head and he
said several things to the waiter in French who nodded his head and
disappeared through the kitchen door.
"I took the liberty of ordering a bottle of champagne," he said as
looked into my eyes for a few moments. He held my small hands in his and
said, "You are so beautiful!" He squeezed my hands as he continued, "Did
you notice that almost every man in this restaurant was staring at you
when we walked in? I don't think that there's a man in this room who
wouldn't want to trade places with me tonight!" I glanced around the
room and did notice that a few men were staring. I felt self conscious
and exhilarated at the same time.
In my soft feminine voice, I asked Tom to tell me about himself. Tom
talked about how he worked for the biggest advertising firm in the state
and how hard it was to find the right model to project a product's image
to the public.
He said that he often went to fancy restaurants, country clubs and
ballroom dances to meet some of his wealthy clients. Then, he wanted to
know about me.
Since I was in Carol's body, I told him about Carol's background and
history, at least, up till last Friday. I told him how I had grown up in
a small town where my Swedish immigrant parents raised me and my younger
sister. That I had moved to the big city to attend the university. I
told him that I was a sophomore majoring in psychology and that Barbara
and I had been roommates before Steve had come along. He said he liked
Steve, that he seemed to be a nice guy. I smiled when he said that.
We drank our champagne and talked. Occasionally, someone would come over
to say hello to Tom and he would introduce me to them. He had only been
out of college for two years, but, had evidentially made many contacts
with the upper class of this city.
The food, as should have been expected at these prices, was excellent.
When we had finished eating, Tom asked, "Would you like to go to the
ballroom to dance?" I told him that I couldn't dance in these four inch
heels.
Actually, I had never before danced as a woman. He said, "Very well
then, come on, we'll go watch." He signed the bill and pulled my chair
out as I stood up.
My tight dress had again ridden up to the lace tops on my nylons. I
hastily tugged my hemline back into place. As we walked through the
crowded dining room, I noticed one of Tom's friends giving Tom a thumbs
up sign. I asked him what the signal had meant. "He was just
complimenting me on my taste in women." Tom's arm was around my waist as
we left the crowded dining room.
The ballroom orchestra had just started to play a slow dance song when
we entered the large room. Tom led me straight to the center of the
dance floor as the house lights were dimmed to give the ballroom a more
romantic atmosphere. Other couples were coming onto the floor as I again
told Tom that I couldn't dance. He said, "Don't be self conscious. Just
follow me and I promise I won't do anything fancy or step on your toes."
He held up his left hand and placed his right hand around my waist. I
had danced a few times as a man, but that had been years ago and I had
been the male and did the leading. I timidly placed my small right hand
in his and put my left hand, still holding my small purse, over his
right shoulder.
At first, it seemed awkward to dance with a man, but, after a few
minutes, I began to relax and enjoy. Before the end of the song, I had
laid my head on Tom's shoulder as he held me tightly and led me around
the dance floor.
The soft melody, the soft lighting, Tom's strong arms around me and his
body rubbing against mine were so comforting. It seemed as if I was in
the middle of some fairy tale. I was Cinderella and Tom was my Prince
Charming.
The soft slow song ended and the orchestra started playing a waltz. I
again told Tom that I could not dance in these heels and he asked,
"Would you like to go to my place instead?" We were still standing on
the dance floor. I had a choice of going home to his condo or dancing. I
said that we could go to his place. He smiled as he escorted me off the
dance floor and out to the parking lot where his car was brought up to
the front door.
We talked as Tom drove his car through the semi darkened streets. The
light of the street lamps illuminated the interior of the car, allowing
me to see, as well as feel, Tom's hand on my left thigh. At first, he
had rested his hand just above my knee, then, his hand had started to
slowly glide up my nylon covered leg. The champagne had relaxed me
enough so that my legs parted a couple of inches to allow his fingers
room to slide between my thighs. I watched as his hand was disappearing
under my short skirt. The side of his hand was pushing my dress even
higher on my legs and I was beginning to experience a tingling sensation
in my vagina. Tom's little finger had reached the top of my stockings
and was touching the narrow strip of bare thigh flesh. His finger wasted
little time in moving to the silk crotch band of my panties. My thighs
were forced farther apart as his hand turned to cup my silk covered
pussy mound.
We had to stop at a traffic light and Tom removed his hand from between
my legs to shift gears. "Damn five speed," he said as he shifted up
through the gears, "Next time I buy a car, it'll have an automatic!" His
hand returned to my left thigh. "Slide down in the seat a little," he
told me. I did as ordered and my dress rode up my thighs far enough to
display bare white thigh above the lace tops of my stockings. His hand
slid up my thigh and rotated to cover my silk protected vagina. His
fingers began a massaging action and my legs parted even more. I was
enjoying this treatment far more than I should have.
The silk crotch band of my black bikini panties was getting wet as Tom
massaged them into my moistening vagina. My breathing was labored and I
thought that I would be climaxing within the next minute when he again
removed his hand to shift gears. "Damn five speed!" I thought to myself.
Tom turned into a drive that went up a hill to a row of large buildings
which were arranged along the crest of the hill. He pressed a button, a
wide garage door opened and he drove into his private two car garage. He
parked next to a shiny new Range Rover.
"Welcome to my humble home," Tom said as we entered his condo. It was
spacious. It was stylish. And, it was expensively furnished. I asked him
how he could afford such a place. "Simple, my father owns the
advertising agency where I work. When my parents got their divorce,
mother got the condo. Then, mother remarried and gave the condo to me to
live in. Come, I'll give you the grand tour." He led me from room to
room.
Our tour ended in the master bedroom. There was a huge king sized bed
with a mirrored headboard and a mirror on the ceiling over the bed. "My
last girl friend and I split up about a month ago. I haven't had anyone
else here since she left. In fact, until I saw you last Wednesday, I
really wasn't interested in another relationship."
Tom slid his muscular arms around my waist and pulled me to him as he
said, "I want you to spend the night with me, and if you want to, you
can move in with me." His lips came down gently on mine. My own lips
parted as his tongue probed into my mouth. I knew that I couldn't move
in with him. After all, Carol and I were supposed to swap back to our
original bodies this weekend. However, Carol had said that I didn't need
to be home until morning. I sucked on his tongue as my arms went around
his neck. He understood my unspoken answer and unzipped the back of my
blue sequined dress.
When Tom's lips left mine, he stepped back to pull my dress down and
off. He let out a whistle as he saw my lingerie. "You are definitely the
sexiest girl that I have ever met!" He leaned over to kiss the exposed
upper slopes of my large breasts. After drinking the champagne this
evening, I was feeling the call of nature and asked him were the
bathroom was. I closed the door, pulled down my panties and sat on the
toilet as I relieved my bladder. I used toilet paper to pat myself dry,
stood up, pulled my panties back into position and walked over to the
over sized bathroom mirror. I took a moment to remove my jewelry and
check my hair and make up. So many things had occurred since last Friday
morning. The image in the mirror bore no resemblance to what I had
looked like before the experiment. I knew that I was a man, and yet, in
a moment, I was going into the bedroom to have sex with Tom. The body
that I was in yearned to have Tom's big stiff penis buried deep in its
vagina and I felt as if I had no say in the matter. My vagina was
moistening even more as I thought about what was about to happen. I
turned and walked to the door while my high heels made clicking noises
on the tile floor. I couldn't explain why I wanted to have sex with Tom,
I only knew that my body needed it.
Tom had pulled down the covers and removed his clothes. I couldn't deny
that his tanned muscular nude body was quite attractive. I couldn't
understand why, since I was a man inside a woman's body, I felt tuned on
when I looked at Tom's semi erect penis hanging down between his legs.
It was six or seven inches long and it wasn't even hard yet. As he
watched my semi nude body moving towards him, his cock visibly increased
in size and began to rise. The visual image of a big titted blonde in a
black silk strapless longline brassiere holding her breasts up as if
offering them to him, a narrow strip of flat tummy exposed above a small
pair of black silk bikini panties, long black nylon stockings covering
shapely legs and a pair of blue sequined four inch high heel shoes were
having an effect on Tom's penis. By the time I had walked to where Tom
was standing, his penis was almost fully extended to it's nine inch
length.
Tom took me into his arms and kissed my lips passionately. His hard
penis rubbed against my silk covered belly, causing butterflies in my
lower tummy. He gently laid me down on the bed. I could see our
reflection in the overhead mirror as he grasped each side of the waist
band of my silk panties and pulled them off over my hips and down my
legs. My blonde pubic hair was all the protection that my vagina now
had. He tossed my panties on the bed beside me as he began to unhook the
front of my silk brassiere. He parted my bra and immediately began to
suck on first one strawberry sized nipple, then the other.
My hungry vagina was sending signals that it wanted his big hard thick
penis as soon as possible.
Tom began to slide down along my body, kissing the soft white skin on my
belly. I watched in the overhead mirror as I felt his lips raining
kisses down my belly to my pubic mound. My legs parted as if they had a
mind of their own. His body slid between my spread legs as he kissed the
insides of my upper thighs. Our reflection was quite erotic to see, a
large breasted blonde lying on her back, wearing only long black nylon
stockings and high heel shoes, with her legs being pushed apart and up
into the air by a man lying face down between her legs, kissing the
inside of her thighs, working his way toward her upturned crotch. Tom's
head was in the way, so I couldn't see that his tongue was now licking
my split, but, I could certainly feel it. My legs were lowered onto
Tom's shoulders as his tongue began to burrow deeper into my pussy. The
fingers of both of my hands entwined in Tom's hair in an effort to
ensure that he didn't stop now. When he moved his lips to my clitoris
and sucked on it, I began to cum. In the throes of my climax, I gripped
his head and tried to pull it even deeper into my wet pussy. When I
finally finished cuming, I released my grip on Tom's head and he raised
his head to catch his breath.
"That was your first orgasm tonight. I intend on making you have many
more before you leave here." Tom slid up my body until his erect penis
was lined up with my wet vagina. I felt the head of his massive penis
being rubbed between my drenched pussy lips. Tom supported his upper
body with one arm while one hand guided the broad head of his hard cock
into my defenseless little vagina. An impassioned moan escaped my lips
as my vaginal opening stretched to accommodate Tom's large male member.
I could feel my internal tissues rippling as the large cock sunk deeper
and deeper. At last, it was all the way in me. His pubic mound was
pressing against my clitoris and his balls were against the cheeks of my
bottom.
I looked into Tom's sparkling eyes as his hips began to rise and fall.
He lowered his head to wrap his lips around my distended nipples. I once
again could see the erotic images in the overhead mirror as I watched
Tom's hips moving in and out as he made love to me. Every time that his
buttocks hollowed on the downstroke, I could feel my pussy being stuffed
with man meat. The sensations were overwhelming. I no longer had any
conscious control over my borrowed body. My nylon sheathed legs
encircled his trim waist as I began to cum and the world swirled around
me. My orgasms began and continued, not seeming to diminish in
intensity, as if they were some form of rolling thunder. By the time
that Tom came inside my distended pussy, I was barely conscious. I could
feel his erect penis jerking inside me as he shot his cum into my belly.
I screamed as my orgasm increased in intensity.
It felt good to lie on the bed with Tom's still swollen penis in my
flooded vagina. My legs were around his waist to prevent him from
pulling out. I never wanted this moment to end. I thought to myself that
I would never be satisfied with sex as a man after all that I had done
this past week. The skin to skin contact between our bodies, the feeling
of my massive tits being almost flattened by the weight of Tom's
muscular chest and the wonderful sensation of his large wet cock in my
cum drenched pussy was almost to much pleasure for any girl to endure.
How could I go back to being a man after being a girl this last week?
After about ten or fifteen minutes, Tom pried my legs apart and rolled
off my body, causing his wet penis to make a slurping sound as it pulled
free of my equally wet vagina. We lay side by side on the bed staring at
our reflections in the overhead mirror. "That was even better than last
Wednesday! If you were a hooker, you could charge over a thousand a
night. Your face is beautiful, your figure is perfect and you screw like
a rabbit. You're intelligent and you have a nice personality. What more
could any man want?" He gently kissed me. I loved the compliments. They
made me feel even better than I already did.
My hand was stroking Tom's muscular body, and, as if my hand had known
where it was going, it ended up at his crotch. There, it encountered
Tom's juice coated penis. It had shrunken most of the way, but was still
quite large.
I grasped his slick penis and began to stroke it with my hand. Tom was
lying on his back, watching in the mirror as my hand stroked up and down
on his hardening penis. "You keep this up and I'll be hard in a couple
of minutes!" He said and my hand moved faster.
I don't know what possessed me, but I found myself sliding down towards
Tom's enlarging penis. As my face neared it, my nostrils could smell our
combined juices which still coated his stiffening penis. His cock head
had already swollen until it was wider than the shaft. It was as if I
had absolutely no control over my actions as my tongue licked the
massive head of his cock. The flavor was pungent, but, not at all
unpleasant. My mouth opened and my lips wrapped around the head of Tom's
dick. My taste buds savored the flavor for a moment before my tongue
began to swirl around the head of his cock.
I began to bob my head up and down on the hardening cock in my mouth.
Within only a few seconds, he was completely hard again. My mouth
stretched to fit around the large flanged head of Tom's huge cock. As it
slid in and out of my mouth, I found my vagina responding and my
clitoris becoming erect as well.
With one hand, I gripped the base of Tom's penis, with the other, I
massaged my distended clitty. I bobbed my head up and down for several
minutes, taking as much into the back of my throat as possible. Tom had
entwined his fingers in my hair and was controlling the speed of the
blow job as he watched the image in the mirror. He cried out as his body
stiffened and his cock began to jerk as jet after jet of hot cum shot
into my mouth. I swallowed as quickly as I could, but some still leaked
out around the corners of my mouth. I had cum again as Tom shot his cum
into my suctioning mouth and my finger vigorously massaged my clit.
My head bobbed a few more times to get the last drops of semen from his
huge cock. I found that I actually liked the taste of his cum and I
licked his penis clean of every drop.
I kicked my shoes off, peeled off my stockings and snuggled into Tom's
strong arms. He held me close as we both went to sleep. I didn't know
how I was going to live with these memories when I returned to my male
body. As I drifted off to sleep, I thought how great it would be if I
could just stay in Carol's female body.
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