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Mind Swapping
Chapter 21
Sunday morning, I awoke curled up in Tom Collins' arms. I opened my eyes
and saw that he was still sleeping. He was a very handsome man. I
snuggled a little closer and pressed my face against his broad hairy
chest. After the countless orgasms that he had given me the night
before, I felt very content to lay in his sleeping arms as the morning
sun shone through the curtained window.
I thought of what I had decided last night. As soon as I could talk to
Carol alone, I would ask her if we could make the swap permanent. I
would remain in Carol's female body and Carol would remain in my male
body. When the accident occurred with my thought transfer machine and I
had let Carol and Barbara talk me into staying in Carol's body long
enough to do a gender reversal experiment, I hadn't counted on meeting
someone like Tom or that I would become addicted to the orgasms that
this female body is capable of experiencing. Now, I didn't want to
return to my male body. I wanted to be Carol Phelps forever! I just
hoped that Carol would agree.
I felt Tom's lips kiss the top of my head. I tilted my head back to see
that he had awakened. I said, "Good morning, Sleepy Head." I could see
his handsome face smiling back at me as he mumbled something about the
way that I had worn him out the night before. I responded, "What do you
mean me? You were the one with the hard on that wouldn't go soft!" I
kissed Tom's lips and his arms drew me to him, flattening my large
breasts against his muscular chest, as he kissed me in return. I could
feel his soft penis beginning to move against my shaven vagina. I still
wore my black lace garter belt around my waist but had lost one stocking
during the night. My right nylon stocking was still on, but, it now had
multiple runs. I threw my stocking covered leg over Tom's hips as I felt
his cock becoming larger and stiffer.
Tom's hands had settled onto my bottom and he was pulling me closer so
that his now erecting penis was between my legs and rubbing against my
opened vagina slit. His tongue was penetrating deep into my mouth as we
ground our crotches against one another. I had been a woman for less
than a month, but I had learned not only how to please another man, I
had learned to love it! My vagina was already moist from having Tom's
penis rubbing against it. A few minutes later, when he rolled me over
onto my back, my legs parted automatically. Not only did my legs part,
but, I pulled my legs up to open my pussy so that Tom would be able to
slide his big hard cock inside of my soft belly.
Tom took hold of his cock in his right hand and guided it to my wet
vagina. The head went in as if it knew that my body was it's natural
home. I held my breath as Tom pushed it all the way inside in one long
slow downward stroke. When I felt his pubic hair grind down against my
erect clitoris, my legs wrapped around his waist as I moaned.
He had been watching my face as he buried his cock in my belly. He
smiled down at me as he began to stroke his huge tool in and out of me.
He must have been enjoying the effect he was having on me. I looked over
his shoulder at the mirror that was mounted on his bedroom ceiling. I
could see the reflection of the back of a nude well built man who was
lying between the legs of a pretty blonde who had her legs, one of which
had a laddered black nylon stocking, curled around his waist. From this
angle, I couldn't see anything of the blonde's body, but, I could see
her face. Her blonde hair, which had been up on her head the night
before, was now dishevelled and blonde curls were moving in every
direction each time that the man stroked deep inside of her body. Her
pretty face's most notable features were her expression of lust and her
big wide opened blue eyes. I looked back at Tom's face and said, "I love
you."
Tom stopped moving for a moment as he looked down into my eyes. "I love
you, too." Was all he said as his hips began to rise and fall again. He
leaned down and our lips met in a very passionate kiss. I came three
times before he came inside of me.
I still had my legs around Tom's waist as he lay on top of me. His cock
was soaking in our combined juices as it slowly softened in my pussy. I
kissed his chest and kept my legs around him. I loved the feeling of his
cock, hard or soft, inside of me and I wanted it to remain there as long
as possible. After several minutes, I unlocked my ankles from his waist
as he withdrew. We settled in each others arms and snuggled for a while.
"Its almost eleven o'clock. We have to hurry if we are going to be at
the photographer's by one." Tom said as he climbed off the bed and
pulled me to my feet. "You take a shower while I get breakfast ready.
Then I'll take mine. Hurry!" He turned me toward the bathroom and
slapped my left buttock with his hand. Giggling like a silly little
girl, I ran to the bathroom. My large breasts jiggled excessively as I
ran. A month ago, I would never have believed that I could ever behave
this way. Of course, a month ago, I was a man.
I closed the bathroom door and sat on the commode. When finished, I
patted and wiped. Then, I stood up and removed my ruined stocking and
garter belt. I stepped into the shower and washed the sweat and other
dried fluids from my feminine body. I used a large fluffy towel to dry
myself. Then, I wrapped the towel around my body and went into the
bedroom closet to find one of Tom's clean shirts. I put on a short
sleeve blue dress shirt. It was much too large for me, and it hung down
like a dressing robe. I opened my small purse, and used the small hair
brush on my tangled hair. I only applied a touch of lipstick. Luckily,
my face had a very smooth complexion.
Tom came up behind me as I stood in front of the bathroom mirror, put
his arms around my waist, nuzzled my neck and whispered in my ear, "You
are beautiful in the morning!" Without my high heels on, he seemed to
tower over me. He pulled me back against him and I rubbed from side to
side. He only wore his boxer shorts and I could tell that he was
responding. "Why you horny little minx! You're trying to get me hard
again! Don't you ever get enough?"
I turned to face him. I had to tilt my head up to look into his eyes. I
whispered, "You're the best lover that I have ever had. I'll never get
enough loving from you." He immediately bent forward and kissed me
again.
"We only have an hour and a half before we are supposed to be at Daryl's
studio or else I would take you back to bed." Tom paused for a few
seconds, then continued, "I thought of you the entire time that I was
away. I have never been that way with any other girlfriend. I know now
that you are some one who is very special to me and I want to get to
know you much better." I threw my arms around his neck and we hugged for
almost a minute before he again noticed the time and we hurried to the
kitchen to eat.
We arrived at Daryl's studio a little late. It was all the way on the
other side of town. Since my nylons had been ruined, I had placed the
garter belt in my small purse. Under my blue velvet dress, I wore only
my black satin bikini thong panties. Tom said that I looked gorgeous.
Daryl had a staff of three people. A make up expert, a lighting
assistant who also loaded Daryl's cameras and a wardrobe woman who asked
me to step into the fitting room as soon as I arrived. She told me to
remove my dress. I did and her eyes widened as she saw that I only wore
panties and black high heel shoes. She hung my dress on a hanger, then
she made many measurements, writing each one down as she went. She held
a color wheel up to my skin, eyes, hair and nipples and recorded the
colors. She said it was important to have the right color clothing to
enhance my natural skin tones, hair and eye color. She gave me a smock
to wear and told me to see the make up lady.
The make up department was next to wardrobe. I sat in the chair and she
studied my skin to see how much base to apply. She said that I was very
lucky to need very little as she dabbed it on with a small sponge. Next
came the blush in several shades, which were then blended together. Eye
lid colors were applied, followed by liner and mascara. An eye brow
pencil reshaped my brows slightly. A lip brush was used to outline my
lips, then lipstick and lip gloss. I had never seen this face look more
beautiful.
My long blonde hair was restyled up onto the top of my head. Most of an
hour had been spent on my make up and hair. When she was finished, I was
a true work of art. I complimented her on the excellent job she had
done. She said that she had very good material to work with. I was sent
back to the wardrobe room where several outfits were laid out for me.
First was a multi colored bikini swim suit. Since I had never put one on
before, the wardrobe lady had to help me. She must have thought that I
was really dumb.
I returned to the studio where Tom and Daryl were waiting. He was about
forty years old, had blonde hair, wore a black tee shirt and jeans. I
was introduced to Daryl who mumbled a hello as he stared at me. I was
beginning to feel self conscious until he said, "Tom, when you said that
you had the right person for this advertising campaign, I was worried
that you just wanted to have your current girlfriend try out for the
part, like most men do." He looked into my eyes and said, "Smile for me,
Sweetheart." I gave him my biggest smile. "Potential! This girl has
potential! Let's see if the camera agrees."
For the next four hours, I posed in almost every position possible, and
a few that almost weren't. I had tried on several different outfits,
including the blue velvet dress of mine. Daryl said that he had enough
shots to use in a portfolio and I went back to put on my own dress while
he disappeared into the darkroom. Tom said that Daryl would be busy the
rest of the evening and that he was hungry. I realized that I was
hungry, too. We left.
We found a nice restaurant to eat supper. It was crowded, but we were
shown to a table almost immediately. Tom ordered for us and said to me,
"Daryl was impressed! I've known him for years. He acted the same way
with you that he acts when he has one of those high paid famous models
from Paris in town for a fashion shoot." Tom took my hand in his as he
said, "I feel certain that you will land that contract. Will you still
love me when you are rich and famous?"
I squeezed his hand and gazed into his eyes as I said, "I will always
love you." I meant it with all sincerity. I think Tom realized it.
We ate in silence. Some of the men at the restaurant tried to make eye
contact with me. I never noticed.
It was after eight o'clock when we left the restaurant. As much as I
wanted to go back home with Tom, I realized that I had to go to school
the next day. If we had gone to his home, I wouldn't get home until late
tomorrow morning. He reluctantly agreed to take me home. He asked me to
move in with him. I told him that I would think about it. We rode in
silence, his hand on my bare thigh, my hand on his trouser covered thigh
and my head on his shoulder. I hoped that Carol and I could come to some
sort of an agreement.
Carol and Rebecca were coming down the stairs when I let Tom and myself
in the front door. From the satisfied looks on their faces, I could
guess what they had been doing upstairs. Rebecca had on a pull over
sweater, a pair of jeans and a pair of athletic shoes. She had dressed
for the drive back home and was about to say goodbye to Carol when we
walked in.
Carol and Tom went outside to look at our new Mercedes coupe, which was
parked in the drive way. Rebecca whispered to me, "Carol, you do keep
late hours when you go out on a date." She was smiling and her eyes were
twinkling as she added, "Steve and I tried to make the most of every
minute that you were gone." Then she became serious, "Are you certain
that you don't mind?"
I whispered back, "How do you feel about Steve?" She said that she
thought that she was in love with Steve, not knowing that Steve was
really Carol and I was really Steve. I whispered, "I'll see if we can
work something out on a permanent basis. Would you like that?" She
squealed and threw her arms around my neck. I took that for a yes.
Rebecca and I talked for a few minutes about how she was going to
explain to "our" parents about how she was moving in with their older
daughter's ex boyfriend. One problem was that Carol was in a body almost
eight years older than Rebecca. We hoped that the age difference would
not be an obstacle for "our" parents. Life had become so complicated!
Carol and Tom came back inside. Tom said, "I've been thinking of buying
another car. I want an automatic." He gave me a big grin. I knew that he
was referring to the times that his hand was busy under my skirt and he
had to interrupt the fun and games to shift the five speed transmission
in his Porsche. I smiled as he winked at me. He was so mischievous.
Rebecca said that she had to go home. We kissed each other on the cheek
and said good bye. Carol walked her to her car. I could tell that Carol
was sorry to see Rebecca leave as they went out the door. Tom put his
arm around me and pulled me to him as soon as we were alone. I turned to
face him and put my arms around his waist. I laid my face against his
muscular chest and we stood there for a few moments. I didn't know what
the future had in store for me. I knew now that I enjoyed being a woman
so much that I never wanted to return to being a man. I didn't know if
Carol would agree to a permanent swap, but, I knew that I had to ask.
I told Tom, "I have to have some time to think. I also need to talk to
Steve about a few things. Would you mind if I asked you to leave tonight
and come back tomorrow?"
"Okay. Is there anything wrong? Carol, I love you and want you to move
in with me. If you need any help, I'll do whatever I can." He was
looking down into my eyes with concern.
"I just need to work out a few problems. Maybe tomorrow evening,
everything will be resolved." I placed my arms around his neck and our
lips met for a loving kiss.
Carol opened the front door and entered the living room. Tom and I
pulled away as Carol said, "You two love birds never let up!"
Tom said that he had to go. He whispered as he went out the door, "Call
me tomorrow when you get home. Please." I promised that I would.
I returned to the living room where Carol was sitting on the sofa. I
asked her how she and Rebecca were getting along. She said, "I really
hadn't liked my little sister when we were growing up. I guess we were
jealous of each other and were always competing for our parents
affection. I had seduced her to get even with her. Now, I think she's
the most wonderful girl in the world. If I were really a man, I'd
probably ask her to marry me!"
I waited a moment, then said, "What do you think about the idea of you
being a man permanently?"
It took a moment for the implications of what I had just asked to sink
in. Carol turned her handsome face towards me and asked, "Do you mean
that you would be willing to never return to your male body? That you
would consider remaining a woman the rest of your life?" Carol's eyes
studied my response as I nodded my head and answered affirmatively. I
heard a sigh of relief as Carol added, "I don't know what Becky's answer
will be, but, if we agree to make the switch permanent, I will ask her
to marry me. Would that make you unhappy?"
"All I ask is that she let me be her Bride's Maid." Carol leapt up,
pulled me to my feet, hugged me, picking my feet up off the floor and
swung me around. Carol was the happiest man in the entire city.
We agreed to begin calling each other by our new names, even in private.
We also decided to divide what had been my inheritance. Of the personal
assets that had been mine, I would keep the condo in Hawaii, about two
million dollars in stocks and bonds and around one hundred thousand
dollars would be transferred from Steve Ramsey's savings account to
Carol Phelps' checking account. I would also get Carol's jewelry as well
as my original mother's jewelry. Carol, that is, Steve would keep the
house. Since I would be moving in with Tom, I wouldn't need it. Besides,
it was something left over from a past life. Steve would get the new
Mercedes, while I got her one year old Mustang convertible. Steve would
also keep over three million dollars in stocks and bonds, plus over two
hundred thousand dollars in my old checking account. I was getting this
marvelous woman's body, I had to leave him something in return!
That night, we slept in separate bedrooms. I dreamed of Tom and our
future together.
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