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Mind Swapping Chapter 24 Wednesday morning, I again awoke in Tom's strong arms. It felt natural for me to lie here in bed, snuggled up against a man's body. Considering that I, myself, had been a man less than a month ago, my current sleeping arrangement would have been unthinkable to me just a few short weeks ago. Now, however, I am in a woman's body. My feminine body produces female hormones that help to control my actions. I now behave as a woman because that is what I am. My memories are of growing up as a male, but now, my instincts are that of a woman. That's why, I rationalized, that I felt good waking up in Tom's strong masculine arms. I looked at the clock and decided that I couldn't lie in bed any longer. Careful not to awaken Tom, I got out of bed. I went to the bathroom to answer the call of nature. I also changed my tampon. A month ago, I wouldn't have been able to even conceive of me doing such a thing. I washed my hands and went to the kitchen to prepare our breakfast. I fixed coffee and toasted some frozen waffles. I carried a cup of coffee to the bed room. Tom had rolled over onto his back. He was still asleep and his penis was fully erect. My female hormones washed over me. I set the coffee cup down on the bedside table and climbed up on the bed. My right hand lightly stroked up and down the thick nine inch long shaft. My mouth was watering as I licked my full red lips. I moved into position so that my face was only inches away from Tom's big hard cock. My mind had no control of my body as my lips parted and my head lowered. My right hand gripped the base of Tom's cock as my left hand cupped his golf ball sized testicles and my mouth swallowed the domed head of his cock. I began to suck gently on the head of his penis while my right hand was stroking up and down on his shaft. I heard Tom's moan as my head began to bob up and down on his big stiff cock. I rolled my eyes around to see his eyes flutter open as he awoke from his dreams. He mumbled, "Oh yes! Don't stop!" I didn't, at least not until he had shot another load of cum down my throat. We ate breakfast and got ready for school and work. I took a bubble bath because it made my skin feel so soft. Tom took another shower. Men didn't know what they were missing. Tom put on his clothes as I did my make up and hair. He then watched as I got dressed. I had chosen to wear a red lace garter belt, red nylon hose, red lace panties, red lace brassiere, a red figure hugging dress, white belt, white high heel shoes, white shoulder bag and a white buster brown hat with a red ribbon for a hat band. Tom's cock was hard again. I told him to save it for tonight as I wondered to myself if he ever gets enough. I put on my jewelry and we kissed each other good bye as we went in opposite directions. He drove his Porsche and I drove his Range Rover again. At the university, I met Barbara as we entered Dr. Lambert's class. I whispered to her that I would like to stop meeting with our professor, but, I wasn't sure what he would do to my grades if I refused to continue going to his office after class for our "research." She reminded me that we only had one more week until finals. Surely, she said, I could hold out that long. I though to myself, just two more weeks, then Tom and I would have the rest of our lives together. I decided that I could stand doing "research" with Dr. Lambert for two more weeks, after all. After class, I went to Professor Lambert's office to again try to reason with him. I explained to him that I had been asked by my boyfriend to marry him, I even showed him my engagement ring. He listened as he was unzipping his fly and reaching inside to pull out his hard cock. We were facing each other as he moved closer and took my hand in his. It was as if he hadn't heard a single word that I had said as he pulled my hand over and curled my fingers around his erect penis. His fingers squeezed around mine until I had his warm cock in a firm grip. Then he started stroking my hand up and down on his hard shaft. When Dr. Lambert removed his hand from around mine, my hand continued stroking his cock. It was as if my hand now had a mind of it's own. "Now that's a good little girl," he said as my hand continued, "You know that your favorite thing in the whole wide world is a hard cock. You love big strong cocks! Cocks to play with! Cocks to suck on! Cocks to fuck your tight wet pussy! If you loved cocks anymore, you'd be a full fledged nymphomaniac!" His hands rested on my shoulders as he pushed me down onto my knees. I knew what he wanted. When his hard cock was only inches from my mouth, my feminine instincts took over control of my female body again. I went down on the professor's cock. I had to be careful so as not to knock my hat off as I sucked his cock. I swallowed his cum as he came in my mouth. I had actually developed a thirst for male semen since my mind had been swapped into Carol's body. I eagerly sucked his penis dry. When finished, I stood up and licked my wet lips to keep the last drop of cum from dribbling down my chin. Then, I put on more lipstick. Dr. Lambert was tucking his deflated penis back into his pants as he said, "I have another faculty meeting this Friday. We'll resume our research next Monday after class. Oh, yes, don't wear panties." I picked up my shoulder bag and left his office without saying another word. Barbara was waiting for me in the hallway. I followed her to the basement ladies' room where I told her what had happened. She said, "Dr. Lambert was probably right about one thing, I had always thought that Carol was a boarder line nymphomaniac. Now that you are in her body, you probably find yourself having sex with all these people and you don't feel that you have any control over your body." I agreed with her. Her reply was, "I went off my period yesterday and I'm so horny that I can barely stand it. Your story of sucking old Lambert's cock has my cunt wet. Get down on your knees and eat me, too." She leaned back against the wall and lifted her skirt up to her waist. She had on a pair of pantyhose that had the crotch and the sides of the hips cut out so that they looked like a garter belt and stockings. She wore no panties and her shaved vagina did look appetizing. "I'm so hot! Please eat my gooey pussy!" Once again, my body took control as I knelt on the floor and began to kiss all around her smooth shaven vagina lips. When I ran my tongue into her wet slit she shuddered. I kept tonguing her wet slit until she started to cum. Just then, as Barbara was cuming, two women came through the rest room door. So few people ever used this ladies room, we had become careless about listening for anyone coming down the hall. I couldn't see the two women clearly because Barbara was in the middle of her orgasm and was holding my face pressed into her spasming vagina. When she relaxed, I pulled away and quickly stood up. The lower half of my face was wet with vagina juices as I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand. Barbara was still leaning back against the wall with her eyes closed, her skirt around her waist, her bare vagina glistening wetly and her breasts rapidly rising and falling as she recovered from her first orgasm in almost a week. I was blushing so much that my face must have been completely red. I looked at the two women who had caught me with my tongue in Barbara's pussy. I recognized them as being members of the university's women's basketball team. Both were tall, had short hair, wore men's shirts, shorts and athletic shoes. The soft sole shoes were the explanation for the reason that they were able to catch us without us hearing them coming down the hall. One of the women was black. The other was white. Both had smiles on their faces. Barbara had recovered from the effects of her orgasm and had noticed that we were no longer alone. She pulled the hem of her skirt down and we picked up our purses and books. As we went out the door, the tall black woman said, "Don't rush off! Blondie, we want to be next!" Barbara called back, "Sorry. We have a class in five minutes." We went up the stairs as Barbara giggled. It was contagious. We were both giggling as we sat down in our seats to wait for our next instructor. After our last class, Barbara tried to convince me to go to the gym with her. I knew that it was the wrong time of the month for me to be in the same locker room with Roger and Mugobe. Besides, I was engaged to Tom and shouldn't be having sex with everybody in town. I refused and said that I was going home to study for the next day's test. Barbara said that she was so horny, even after I had eaten her pussy, that she would take on both Roger and Mugobe. I wished her luck and went home to Tom's condo. I called Tom on the car phone to tell him that I was going home to study. He told me that he would be home by six. He also said that he loved me. It gave me a warm fuzzy feeling to hear him say it. I told him that I loved him, too. At the condo, I spent the next four hours studying. I had only been taking these classes for the last three weeks and the final tests were only a little over a week away. I had a lot of catching up to do. At five thirty, I put away my books and started supper. I kept it simple. I wanted Tom to see that I could be a good wife and could prepare a good meal, if not a fancy one. I set the dinning room table. I did put candle sticks on the table to add a little romance. I thought that it was strange that when I was a male, I would have never thought of how romantic a candle lit dinner could be. Now, it seemed natural. Tom arrived home and I fixed him a drink, loosened his tie and unbuttoned the top button on his shirt. I told him that dinner would be ready in ten minutes. He grinned as I hurried off to the kitchen to put the food in the serving dishes. I called for Tom to open the wine bottle as I carried the food to the dining room table and lit the candles. Tom was impressed. He liked the food, too. He told me that he had talked to the soft drink company and that they were very interested in my portfolio. Then, he said that we could talk business later as he asked me how my day had gone. I omitted the part about sucking Dr. Lambert's cock and eating Barbara's pussy. I told him about the rest of my day, though. Tom offered to help carry the dishes to the kitchen after we ate. When the dishwasher was loaded and started, Tom put his arms around my waist and pulled my body against his. He whispered in my ear, "Let's get married right away." I told him that I would have to let my mother make the decision on when the wedding would be. "Then call her right now." I told him that I would see her this weekend. Rebecca had said that "our" mother and father would be coming to town on Saturday. I didn't tell Tom that they still thought that their oldest daughter was going to marry Steven Ramsey. Rebecca and I would have to find a way to tell them about the change in partners before they met Tom. And, I did not think that it was going to easy for them to accept such a major change. I decided to make a small confession to Tom. "A little over six months ago, I moved in with Steve Ramsey. At the time, we were lovers. Something happened to change our relationship. Then, I met you. Now, you mean more to me than anyone else. Steve and I are still good friends, but, you are the only one that I love." Most of what I had said was the truth. I added, "This weekend, Steve, Rebecca and I have to tell my mother and father that I no longer want to have a relationship with Steve. Then we have to tell them that Steve wants to marry Rebecca, Rebecca wants to marry Steve and I want to marry you. As you can imagine, its going to be an interesting weekend." Tom still held me in his arms as he softly said, "I had wondered about your relationship with Steve, Barbara and Rebecca, but, was afraid to ask. Are you sure that you want to marry me?" I turned around in his arms to face him and looked up into his green eyes. I told him that I wanted to be his wife. He swept me up in his strong arms and carried me to the bedroom where he laid me on the bed. Tom stood beside the bed as he removed his clothes. His physique was very masculine. When he removed his boxer shorts, I could see that his penis was over half way hard. I rolled over on my stomach as he unzipped the back of my dress. He unsnapped the hooks of my red lace brassiere before I turned back over. I raised my bottom as Tom pulled my dress and bra down and off my body. My DD breasts wobbled on my chest as I lay back in just my red lace panties, red lace garter belt and red nylon stockings. Tom's cock became completely hard as he looked down on me. Tom lay down beside me and whispered, "I'd give a thousand dollars for it not to be your time of the month. I need to screw you so bad, I can't stand it." I kissed him and told him not to move as climbed off the bed and went to the bathroom. I found the tube of lubricant that Barbara had given me and went back to the bed room. I asked, "Do you really want to make love to me now?" Tom nodded. "Have you ever screwed a girl in her bottom?" Tom said that he hadn't and that he didn't want to hurt me. He was so sweet! I said, "It won't hurt me. I'll probably enjoy it as much as you do. Here, let me grease that big cock of yours and we'll try it in my butt." Tom didn't protest as I lubricated his rock hard penis. He even closed his eyes as my greasy hand stroked up and down on his cock. I stuck the nozzle of the tube into my anus and squeezed some grease directly inside. Then, I smeared a little around my rectum. When I thought that we were both ready, I got on all fours and Tom got on his knees behind me. I felt the big domed head of his cock pressing against my anus as I relaxed my opening as much as possible. A moment later, the head was in. He began to push his cock deeper into my intestines as he stroked in and out of my bottom. At last, he was all the way in me. It was the first time in three days that I had a cock in my belly. Steve and Carol had made sure that I had at least one penis in me every day since I had been a woman. As Tom's cock filled my belly, I realized that I had become addicted to cock. Tom wrapped his arm around my middle and placed his hand over my vagina. His long middle finger found my erect clitoris and began to massage it. My massive breasts were swinging back and forth as I moved forward and backward, impaling my bottom on Tom's long hard cock. My one inch nipples were rubbing on the sheet each time my tits swung back or forth. I made yelping noises as I came. Tom stopped and asked if I was being hurt. I squealed, "No! Silly, I'm cuming!" He fucked my ass harder. I was cuming for the fourth time when Tom shot his cum deep into my bowels. We both collapsed on the bed. I was face down, he was lying on top of me with his penis still in my bottom. We lay still for a few minutes as our breathing slowed to normal. Finally, Tom said, "That was the first time that I have had anal sex. We won't have to wait until you have your period again before we can do it again, I hope!" I told him that we could do it whenever he wanted it. He Said, "You are the woman for me!" He kissed my lips as I turned to look at him over my shoulder. We slept in each other's arms. Thursday morning, I got up and went to the bathroom. I changed my tampon again, washed my hands and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. Tom was already busy. He said, "Go take your bath. Breakfast will be ready when you're done." He kissed me as I went back and filled the tub with bubble bath and oils. I soaked for twenty minutes before he called me to come and eat. I dried myself and put on another one of his shirts. Tom had prepared an excellent meal. We ate and talked about our plans for the day. I told him that I needed to go to Steve's to discuss how we were going to tell my parents about how we had broken up, how Steve and Rebecca were going to get married and how Tom and I were going to get married. I told Tom that I would be home by the time that he got home. He said that his mother might want to meet me tonight. My stomach turned over as he said that she might drop in tonight. "Don't worry," he said, "She wants to meet the girl that I lost my head over." I told him that I would have to have my hair done, clean the condo, and a million other things. He calmed me down and said, "It's Thursday, the maid service will be here today. The house will be spotless. Your hair will be beautiful no matter how it is fixed. You'll be fine and she will love you as much as I do. After all, you are going to be the mother of her grandchildren." I was speechless for a moment. I hadn't thought about the idea that someday I would be a mother. The birth control implant wouldn't last forever. Some day, Tom was going to make me pregnant. My belly would swell up as the child grew inside of me. My breasts would become impossibly large as they filled with milk. Then, I would give birth to a new human being. I would become a mother. Tom hugged me to him and said, "Don't worry! I'm sure that mother will love you." I didn't tell him that I had only just realized that I would be expected to bare him children. As his lips descended on mine, I decided that I loved him enough that I wouldn't mind being a mother to his children. I held on to him for a few extra minutes before I let him go. Tom showered as I put on my make up and arranged my hair into a pony tail. I put on a black satin garter belt and a pair of long black silk stockings and had just clipped the garters in place when Tom came out of the bathroom. He watched as I slid a pair of black satin tap pants up my legs and into position over my bottom and belly. The leg openings of the tap pants were trimmed in black lace just as the cups of the black satin front hook brassiere. I stood and looked at myself in the full length mirror before I put on my dress. I loved being a girl. Tom hadn't put on his tie or jacket as he came up behind me to look over my shoulder at our reflection in the mirror. His hands cupped the lace of my black satin brassiere as he said, "If you skip classes, I'll call in sick." His fingers found my nipples and he pinched them through the lace and satin cups. I gasped but maintained control enough to remind him that I needed to see Steve and call Rebecca to plan what we were going to tell my parents this weekend. Tom reluctantly let me go. I felt that I should have agreed to skip classes as I slid a thin short sleeve black sweater over my head. Next, came a black mini skirt and a wide black belt to emphasize my narrow waist. I wore a gold chain around my neck with a cameo pendant and matching cameo earrings that my original mother had bought in Italy on her honeymoon. A few rings on my fingers, a bracelet on my right wrist and my gold rolex on my left and I was ready to go. I picked up my black shoulder bag, books and homework. Tom and I kissed good bye as we went our separate ways. Barbara was late to class and seemed to be uncomfortable when she sat down. I asked what was wrong. She whispered back that she would tell me later. I turned in home work in one class and took a test in another. After classes, I told Barbara that I needed to talk to Steve. She said that she would meet me at Steve's house. I wondered why she was walking strangely as she went to her car. Steve had not seen me since I had moved in with Tom. He made me tell him all about how Tom and I were doing. He even asked how I was adjusting to my first period. I blushed, but, told him that I was coping. Steve laughed at my embarrassment. Barbara told Steve and me about what had happened to her when she went to have some fun with Roger and Mugobe. "We were having a real orgy until Roger rammed his over sized cock up my ass. My little bottom is to small for a cock to screw me there, but, Roger forced his cock inside of my ass while Mugobe held me down. I screamed and struggled. They said that the locker room was sound proof. No one came to my rescue, so, I guess that they were right." Steve moved to one side of Barbara and I moved to the other. We both hugged her as tears streamed down her cheeks. She sobbed, "I'll get even with Roger if its the last thing I do." I could have mentioned that she had been there when Roger had broken in my anus, but, she seemed to be in genuine pain as she lay her head on my shoulder. I was silent as I held her in my arms. Steve gave Barbara a hanky to dry her eyes. She thanked us and lay quietly in my arms until she fell asleep. I managed to pull away without waking her. Steve covered her with a blanket and we quietly left the room so that she could get some much needed sleep. Steve and I discussed what and how we were going to tell her original parents and my new ones about Tom and me and Rebecca and Steve. Since it was time for Rebecca to get home from school in her home town, we called her on the phone. Inger Phelps answered the phone. I said, "Hello, mother. Is Rebecca home from school yet?" She said that she was and asked me why I didn't call my mother anymore. I told her, "You know how it is. So many things to do. Are you and Dad coming to town this weekend?" She said that they would be here on Saturday morning. Rebecca picked up the phone in her room and mother said that she would see me this weekend and said good bye. Steve had been listening in on the cordless phone as I spoke to Rebecca. He spoke up and from the way they talked over the phone, it was easy to see that they were in love. It was decided that we would tell mother over the phone that I had met some one new, had fallen in love with him and that Steve and I had split up. Then Rebecca would tell mother that she wanted to date Steve since he was free to see other girls. Rebecca called for mother to pick the phone up again. At first, she was sorry that Steven and I had broken up, and, she wanted to meet my new boyfriend. Then, I told her that he had asked me to marry him and that I had accepted. She was shocked, but, she said that she and my father would meet him this weekend. Steve spoke up and said that he and I were still friends and that he would like to have her permission to date Rebecca. He didn't say that he had already been screwing her brains out for the last two weekends. Rebecca spoke up on the other phone, "Please, Mother. Steve is so wonderful!" There was silence on the phone for thirty very long seconds before Inger Phelps answered. "I really don't know how your father is going to like this. I'll work on him tonight and let him know that you, Carol and Steven, have broken up and that Carol has been proposed to by some one we don't know. By the way, what is the young man's name?" I told her. "Tom Collins. Are you joking?" I told her that was his name. "Well, next, I'll have to find a way to convince your father that you, Steven and Rebecca, are interested in each other. at least he already likes Steven." We all thanked her. She sighed as she said, "You girls sure know how to complicate a mother's life." Then, she asked, "When is the wedding?" I told her that I thought that she could help me plan it. She happily responded, "I thought that I would make the wedding arrangements for you and Steven. Now, its for you and Tom Collins." We talked for a few more minutes and said good bye. Steve and I both jumped to our feet and hugged each other. Steve's arms held me even after we had stopped congratulating each other. My female body was pressed up against the male body that I had grown up in. I looked up into Steve's eyes as he leaned down to kiss my lips. I thought about saying that it wasn't right, since I was engaged to be married. His tongue in my mouth stifled my protest. Steve's large masculine hands lifted my skirt in back and his hands massaged my buttocks through my black satin tap pants as his tongue went deeper in my mouth. All my will to resist had left me as my arms wrapped around his neck, leaving my body open to anything Steve wanted to do to it. I could feel his hard erect penis rubbing against my abdomen. Steve pushed me back until he had me against the sofa. I was laid on my back on the cushions. My skirt was around my waist, my black satin garter belt and tap pants were on display as Steve unzipped his zipper and climb up to straddle my head while he was facing my feet. Steve moved so that his erect penis was almost touching my lips. I felt his large hands on my thighs above my stocking tops as they slid inside the lace fringed leg opening of my black satin panties. A finger delving into my slit and massaging my clitoris encouraged me to raise my head enough to take Steve's cock in my mouth. I swirled my tongue around the head of his cock as his finger rubbed my clit. Steve began to move his hips up and down over my face as his cock went deeper and deeper into my throat. When all eight inches of his cock was in my mouth and throat, He began to stroke in and out as if he were screwing a pussy. I became so excited, I came. Steve held out until I came a second time before he plowed his hard cock into my throat and emptied his balls there. I swallowed all his cum. Steve got up off me and I brushed out my pony tail and re did my lipstick. I saw what time it was and called Tom. He was glad that I had told my mother that we were engaged. I asked if his mother was coming over this evening. He said that she would be there at seven o'clock. We hung up and I told Steve that I had to go home. Steve said, "Don't worry about Barbara. I'll take care of her. And, Thanks for the blow job. I was horny." I replied, "Thanks for the two orgasms. Tom and I will see you this weekend." I gave him a quick kiss on the lips and left for my current home. I fixed Tom and me a snack just before he got home. He hugged me and kissed my mouth. I was glad that I had brushed my teeth when I had gotten home, otherwise, Tom might have tasted Steve's cum. We ate and loaded the dirty dishes in the dishwasher. I looked around the condo. the maid service had done an excellent job. I asked Tom if he thought that I should change clothes. He said, "You look beautiful. We have almost an hour before she gets here. Come over here and sit by me. I'll relax you." I sat down beside him and he began to kiss my lips. His hands had just settled on my sweater, satin and lace covered breasts when the door bell rang. Tom broke off the kiss to say, "Damn! Mother is eager to meet her future daughter in law!" He helped me to my feet and said, "Don't be scared of her." Joyce Jones, her name since she had married Byron C. Jones, was in her late forties, although she was well preserved. She had a pretty face, light brown hair, green eyes and a thin fashion model figure. She wore a tailored matching white linen coat and skirt with a light green silk blouse. She wore green high heel shoes and carried a green hand bag. Tom introduced us and she held out her hand and said, "Call me Joyce. Please." We went into the living room and she sat in a chair while Tom and I sat on the sofa. "Tom tells me that you are studying psychology at the university. What year are you in?" I told her that I was in my sophomore year. "What are your plans after you graduate?" I said that I was keeping all options open. "You don't have any plans?" I told her not at this time. She said, "I suppose that youth causes one to not worry about plans for the future." There was an awkward moment of silence. I asked her if she wanted anything to drink. She said that she could drink a glass of white wine. I started to get up when Tom told me to stay put. He went to the kitchen to get a bottle of wine and some glasses. "How long have you known my son?" I told her about a month. "Don't you think that you should get to know one another a bit better before agreeing to get married?" I said that Tom was the one who had asked me to marry him. "I apologize for seeming to be so rude, but, when a young man is as handsome and as wealthy as Tom is, a mother has to be protective of his best interests." Tom brought the wine and glasses on a tray. he poured each of us a glass. Joyce and I eyed each other warily as we sipped our wine. Later, when Joyce had left, I told Tom what had happened. I also said, "If you want to back out of our relationship, I'll pack my bags and call a taxi." He put his arms around me and said, "I love you and want you to be my wife. I have never asked a woman to marry me before I met you. Mother is worried that some one is going to take her little boy away from her. You should know that. You're a psychology major." He was right. I was being as foolish as his mother. That night, he screwed my bottom again. He said that he hadn't made love that way before and that my anus gripped his cock more tightly than a vagina did. I told him, "Just don't forget about my pussy or it will get jealous." He mumbled as he was dozing off, "Not a chance."