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Stacy's Mixed up Family 17 year old Brady has become involved with a gang and had spent his 18th birthday in jail awaiting trial. His mother and stepsister had previously met a girl who had switched the two of them for 12 hours. They decide that a way to keep him out of trouble was for he and his now pregnant mother to switch bodies for the summer. His 19 year old stepsister and her father also decide to switch. They switch back later but the mother and son don't. By Larry M "Dad can't come for supper!" Stacy exclaimed as she entered the living room. "Mrs. Walters said her grandson was sick. I tried to get dad to let me take over the store, but he just reminded me that I have homework that has to be in tomorrow and that he doesn't want me to lose my college scholarship! All you and dad do is work!" "That's why we insist that the two of you have an education. I don't worry about you but Brady doesn't seem able to plan ahead," her stepmother, Lamai answered in Thai. "I have already loaded a plate for your father. Take it to him and since Brady isn't home we'll just have to eat by ourselves." After they ate Stacy cleared away the dishes and as expected Lamai insisted that she wash the dishes. After they finished Lamai left to help Stacy's father close the store for the night. "I understand they have an especially good magic show at the fair ground auditorium and I know how much you like magic shows. Why don't the two of you go to it," Suanan suggested to his daughter Stacy and Lamai the next day. "How can we go when I know how tight our financial situation is?" Lamai protested. "It's an early Christmas present. Your son will probably rather go to his friend's home but I have included money for him. Don't bother fixing lunch, I'll just eat the prepared food we sell to the customers. And don't worry about the store, it is stocked to the brim." "With the poor condition of the brakes and tires we'll take the bus," Lamai insisted. "The bus stop is only a few blocks away and I understand that we won't have to wait long at the transfer station for the bus to the Fair Grounds." As anticipated Brady didn't want to go and both Stacy and Lamai dressed warmly as it was cold outside. After they arrived at the Fair Grounds Lamai turned to her step daughter. "I wish Brady was with us, I really don't trust Calvin and his friends." "You knew Brady wouldn't go with us!" Stacy replied. Lamai was about to get in the ticket line a girl about Brady's age approached them. "They only do slight of hand and fake magic," she began. "How would you like to experience some real magic? Magic that I can do. It will only take a moment and I guarantee you won't miss seeing the show, that is if you still want to see it." The line wasn't long but Lamai was suspicious. "asked if she can show us while we are still in line. She asked Stacy who knew Lamai didn't like to talk to strangers who weren't used to her accent. "Can you show us while we are still in line?" Stacy asked. "It would be better if you were sitting, but OK. Just be careful what you do and say after wards," The girl said as she walked a few feet away. Suddenly both Stacy and Lamai felt dizzy and were startled to see their own bodies standing before them. "Did it work?" the girl asked excitedly. Then she looked at the expressions and movements Stacy and Lamai were making. "Oh it did work!" She exclaimed excitedly as they staggered out of the line. Then almost whispering she continued. "It takes a while to adjust to another person's body, even one of the same sex. I can assure you that the sensory overload will dissipate in a few hours." Then she changed the subject. "Mother won't let me practice on anyone in our group. Please don't tell anyone outside of your family or mother will kill me. There is another magic I am practicing and that is to make me look like someone else. If there weren't so many people around I would show it to you." "I can't believe this is actually happening!" Stacy/Lamai exclaimed in English without an accent for the first time in Lamai's life. She turned to her now taller body, all too aware of the dampness in her panties, the tingling between her legs, the bra straps cutting into her shoulders from the weight of Lamai's much larger and heavier breasts and hard stiff nipples uncomfortably constricted by the bra. Already her stepmother's panties were soaked. She leaned over to her natural body and almost fell as she whispered, "I need to go to the bathroom. Everything about your body seems strange and I have a strong need to explore it with my - your hands. As if that isn't enough I have this tingling and throbbing sensations. Bluntly put I am sooo horny." Lamai/Stacy said and looked down at the short skirt she was now wearing and was suddenly embarrassed by the shortness of the skirt, that Stacy had worn to the fair grounds. "Let's go home!" "It usually better if the change happens while you are asleep and your mind has time to get used to the differences." "I have to pee before we go," Stacy in Lamai's body announced and left for the bathroom. It was more than that. Lamai was a very modest person and since Stacy hadn't seen her stepmother nude she wanted to compare their bodies and possibly more. "How are we going to switch back?" Lamai/Stacy asked afraid the switch was permanent. "It takes a minimum of 12 hours and you have to be within a hundred feet of each other." "Can you make the time longer than that?" "It can be a life long change or as long as you want. In the life long change all parties have to agree that it is what they want. I do notice one problem you are having being your daughter is you are speaking English with an accent." "When my husband and I are alone we usually use Thai and Stacy speaks that almost as well as I. Please make it last until 6 am tomorrow morning. Oh what is your name and do you have a telephone so we can do this again sometime." "Call me Morgana, that's not my real name but here is my telephone number. I can also do multiple transformations at the same time and I do appreciate the chance to practice." Morgana's mention of multiple transformation gave Lamai/Stacy an idea that might work for the situation with her son. "Would you be available to do another transformation for our family? My son is having problems and I think a swap with him might help. Come to think of it why not add a swap for my husband and Stacy?" "It would be an interesting challenge. I would have to meet everyone first, Since I can change my appearance and since you don't live too far away it shouldn't be a problem. Just call me a week ahead so I have adequate time to meet everyone." "We live over our corner grocery store." Then she gave Morgana the address of the store. "It is a little out of my way, but I can get there." "I'm afraid we are just surviving financially so I can't pay you much." "I need the experience, not the money," Morgana replied. Then quickly she disappeared. As Stacy/Lamai walked to the rest room the bra straps cut into her shoulder from the size and weight of the much larger and heavier weight of the breasts. It wasn't that they were that big but that Stacy's own were only a perky B cup. To her dismay the bathroom was too busy to do more than pee. and when she was finally able to pee the thick pubic hair that extended between her thighs took extra time to dry. Lamai should get rid of her pubic hair just like she did. Then Lamai/Stacy saw a frustrated Stacy in her body returning. "Sorry I missed telling her goodbye, the bathrooms were busy!" "We won't switch back until 6 am tomorrow. Don't tell Sunan we swapped and, say you are tired and go to bed. Just don't talk to him in English. Oh, don't tell Sunan that we didn't buy the tickets." The need to explore their unfamiliar bodies was almost torture as they waited on the regular bus as well as the ride home. They used the stairs in back of the store so Sunan wouldn't asked them why they returned so early. "I'm so turned on!" Stacy/Lamai exclaimed then quickly headed to the master bedroom and stood before the mirror. Lamai's large boobs caught on the dress as she took it off. Then looked at her stepmother's body. As she already knew, Lamai's waist was much thicker and her hips had an indentation between her waist and thigh. When she removed the bra she was surprised at the tug as they fell and rested on her chest. They had to be at least a C cup and although she couldn't see the nipples and aureoles the breasts were firm and full. She leaned over to pick up the dress and the elongated breasts dangled free from her chest swung before her eyes. Stacy/Lamai left the dress lying on the bed, straightened up and raised her/ Lamai's hands under the overlap of her breasts then lifted their heavy flesh as high so she could see the large long nipples and oval shaped aureoles. Now she could touch both nipples with her tongue. It didn't take much touching and exploring before there was an increase of very familiar tingling below her belly. Not trusting her balance she sat on the bed to remove her - Lamai's - soaked cotton panties only to find that her movements made the hidden clit hard and throb. As she lay back Lamai's breasts spread over the sides of her chest. Now each movement of her arms rubbed against them, making her hyper aware of her throbbing clit that need her attention. She spread her legs to part the now sticky pubic hair and pushed a finger inside to find Lamai's clitoral hood hidden inside her vaginal lips. It was so sensitive! Then she remembered Lamai/Stacy in the other room. Maybe she could get Lamai/to have sex with her. Lamai/Stacy was sitting on a kitchen chair, still dressed, her face flushed fighting the need to put pressure or to rub down there, her breathing ragged and her body twisting with her unwanted sexual desire. She looked up and was embarrassed to see her own body was naked. "From that wet spot on your dress, I see you are as horny in my body as I am in yours. Maybe I should have kept your clothes on but they were in about the same condition. Why don't you take off your clothes and do something about it." Lamai/Stacy was embarrassed. "I am not a lesbian and I only make love to my husband." "Then I guess we will just have to masturbate." "I can't do that!" "Why don't I get you a blouse and pair of my jeans so you can to check on dad?" Stacy/Lamai suggested and, before her stepmother could reply, went into her own bedroom to fetch the tight jeans that usually resulted in an orgasm. When she returned she found Lamai/Stacy in the bathroom. In addition to the jeans Stacy handed her stepmother clean panties and a blouse. "These are really tight, how about getting me another pair," Lamai/Stacy said as she struggled to get them on. "They are the only clean pair." Stacy/Lamai lied as she crossed her fingers behind her back. "Since it bothers you that I am naked in your body I am going to the master bedroom." With that Stacy/Lamai hugged her stepmother turned and left to get a bathrobe. Lamai/Stacy's breathing was ragged and she felt a warm flush though out her body as she took a few steps down the stairs. She had to stop as she felt the beginning of an orgasm. It was then that Lamai/Stacy realized what Stacy had done. The seam in the jeans were rubbing Stacy's exposed and sensitive clit. She couldn't see Sunan in this state! She then turned around to give Stacy a part of her mind. Going back up the steps was worse. Lamai/Stacy had to hang on the railing to keep from falling as she had an orgasm. Even even though she was careful to move slowly and carefully, even walking to the table in the kitchen was a problem. She sat at the table and made the mistake of crossing her legs and the pressure of the seam brought her to another orgasm. Lamai/Stacy was afraid to move. "Stacy, I need your help. I need to get these jeans off!" "Were they too tight for you?" Stacy/Lamai said laughingly when she returned from the bedroom. "I knew the arousal wasn't going away, that you weren't going to have sex so something had to be done." "It would have been nice if you gave me a warning. I could have fallen down those stairs!" Stacy gave Lamai a hug and a kiss. "I love you, but would you have worn those jeans if I had told you?" "Probably not!" "I know my body and, as aroused as you were, it wasn't going away! You had to masturbate in spite of what you think about masturbation. Then instead of being mad at me you would be feeling guilty." Stacy paused then added, "I'm still wet and aroused and we have time for you to help me take care of the problem!" "No, I need to clean up and see my husband!" Lamai exclaimed. "Remember your are in my body. What are you going to tell him?" "Right now, I'm too horny to go! He'll have to wait, besides he wouldn't expect us this early," Lamai said and left for Stacy's bedroom. The tingling in Lamai's groin was driving Stacy crazy. Then she remembered the bedspread. The robe could be washed and would have to suffice. She sat on the bed with the robe open, played around with the large sensitive nipples feeling the throbbing of the clit hidden behind those thick hair covered lips increase. She needed to feel something in her dripping vagina. Stacy had masturbated quite a bit rubbing her exposed clit. Stacy couldn't see much when she thrust her unhindered finger inside the soft wet folds of her vagina,. As she leaned forward Lamai's larger breasts and nipples brushed her legs. Breathing heavily she moved her finger in farther and added a couple more moving them even faster savoring the feeling for the first time the fullness of something in her vagina. It wasn't enough and finally she reached her orgasm making circles around Lamai's smaller clit. The orgasm felt great, as good as those in her own body when she made circles around her own clit. When they met later, both were dressed and composed. Lamai knew that Stacy had masturbated but was too embarrassed to talk about it. With their impaired coordination it took both of them to prepare the meal that Lamai usually prepared by herself. Brady had returned and since they still questioned their ability to walk down the stairs and carry the food, they insisted he carry Sunan's share of food to his stepfather. "Be sure to wear a nightgown when you go to bed or Sunan will suspect something has changed," Lamai warned after Brady had left. "Oh, and don't have sex with him, just pretend you are too tired and go to sleep." Stacy was still a virgin but although interested hadn't met a boy with whom she wanted to go all the way. She wasn't going to miss this chance to do a more thorough examination of her stepmother's body and to have penetrative sex. She frowned as she remembered it would be with her father but at least it would be safe sex. It would be between husband and wife and she would consider it as an educational experience. The more she thought about it the wetter she became and decided that if her father didn't initiate the sex, she would. Sunan was quite tired when he undressed for bed. The first surprise was to find that his wife was already in bed and naked. Without a word she snuggled up to him, reached around him and put her hand around his penis. "Turn over on you back!" She demanded in Thai. Sunan was shocked when she put his penis in her mouth, sucking and using her tongue on it while giving him a hand job. She wasn't surprised that doing so resulted in tingling sensations that started in her stepmother's opening and radiating all over her damp hairy lips. "If you keep doing that I am going to come in your mouth." The words were ignored and she took all of his cum in her mouth and swallowed it. "If you were afraid you won't get hard again you don't know what I can do!" she exclaimed as he started to move away. "Now I want you to do the same for me," she said as gave him long passionate kisses and pushed her tongue inside his mouth. Then to his further astonishment she through off the covers and she positioned herself over his head and spread her legs. "Use your mouth!" she demanded and spread her hairy slit open with her hands. After a few moments he found her clitoris deep inside. "That's it, it really feels great, kiss me, play with my nipples and breasts, and don't forget to use your fingers as well as your mouth on my clitoris." Sunan was shocked by her insistence but soon her attention to his penis had him erect. After a few minutes she was ready. "I know you had a hard day so I am going to do the work. I am going to be the one on top." She straddled his legs and guided his erect penis in Lamai's hole and moved up and down. She laughed as she bent over dragging Lamai's nipples over his chest and even more shocking kissed and licked Sunan's nipples. Then straightening up, Stacy/Lamai found that the bouncing up and down and the swinging side to side motion of Lamai's full heavy breasts was uncomfortable. Never again would Stacy wish her own were larger! It was hard to resist steadying them with her hands, so she grabbed his hands and placed them on her dangling breasts to minimize their motion. Stacy/Lamai felt his cum spurt inside her now tight vagina snuggled up and kissed him and, before he could turn over to go to sleep, her hand was around his penis. "You're not sleeping until I have my orgasm." Even when Stacy masturbated she had never breathed so hard and had never cried out like she was doing as her orgasm approached. It felt even better now that she had Sunan's penis to clinch against. Then she collapsed on top. Sunan hadn't had sex like that since his former wife died and without thinking asked, "Just who are you." "How could I be anyone but your wife?" was the answer as Stacy/Lamai rolled off of him, cuddled up to him and ignoring the cum leaking out of Lamai's vagina was soon sound asleep. Both Lamai and Stacy were relieved when the awoke the next morning to find they were in their own bodies the next morning and did not have to pretend they were each other. Lamai was embarrassed but managed to tell Stacy, "Sunan told me that he enjoyed having sex with me and I know that he wouldn't have forced himself on me. How could you??" Her anger was obvious. "I told you not to have sex with him!" "It was still between husband and wife! It was a lot of fun seeing his reactions and surprise. I even got him to go along with everything I proposed and since you haven't gotten pregnant after all this time, I thought you either couldn't get pregnant or were on birth control pills." "I guess I have to tell you something we didn't want you to know. Something you must never tell anyone. Your father and I married because we both had a minor child. My husband left me and without him, I had inadequate income. Your father needed more help in the store and help taking care of you. We couldn't afford another child and only had sex when we were sure I couldn't get pregnant!" "Why didn't you use birth control pills?" "By the time you were old enough to need birth control pills you needed them more than I. With the financial stress our relationship had deteriorated to the extent that both of us were like roommates than married and thinking of getting a divorce! The only reason we haven't is because of you and Brady." Then Lamai looked up at Stacy and saw her breaking into tears. "You will always be my daughter, no matter what happens!" Lamai almost continued to tell Stacy that she and Sunan had agreed to stay married only until Stacy and Brady were out of high school. "You can get an abortion!" "We can't even afford that and if we could I wouldn't especially if it was a boy. Your father wanted a son." Five months later. They are releasing Brady from jail until the trial," Sunan announced to his five month pregnant wife Lamai and Stacy. "It seems the jail is overcrowded and they need the space for more serious offenders." "I know we didn't have spare money for the bail but they could have let him out for his 18th birthday!" Lamai exclaimed bitterly. "He wouldn't tell me if more than he and Calvin were involved in that robbery and that his new friends threatened to beat him up if he didn't participate," Sunan continued. "The trial is set for a week from next Thursday. The next appointment with the lawyer is the day before the trial at 2:00. If he gets a light sentence I am afraid there is nothing we can do to keep him out of trouble the rest of the summer. The fact that he will have to repeat the 12th grade will also make it difficult to get him back to school." "Stacy and I know a way to make sure he doesn't get in trouble during the summer and it might make him think about the coming year," Lamai said. "Just suspend all your reason and listen until we finish. Both Stacy and I wouldn't have believed it was possible, but we actually experienced being each other!" "It actually happened," Stacy added. "If mom swapped bodies with Brady, he wouldn't be with them." "When did that happen?" Sunan asked, afraid he already knew the answer. "It happened when we went to the magic show," Lamai answered. "We ran into someone who could do real magic," she could see the shock on Sunan's face and Lamai quickly continued. "Yes it was Stacy that night after we returned from the Fair Grounds. Relax, it was not incest as she was using my body" She added seeing the disapproving look on his face. "OK, I believe you!" Sunan then quickly changed the subject. "You could end up in prison and there is no telling what Brady would do in your body." "We won't have to worry about him getting me pregnant with some other guy and during that time Brady will be limited by my pregnancy," Lamai said, as her hands went to her small, hardly noticeable, baby bump. "That experience might even make him think about the future. Since he already served so much time I hope any additional time will allow the swap back to take place before the fall semester begins. That would avoid most of the third trimester of pregnancy when the discomfort starts. I know I can deal with the lawyer, the court and prison better than him." "Since he wasn't 18 when it occurred, I hope he will be tried as a minor," Stacy added. "If he behaves and, if I am him, he may not be in long considering the current crowding in prisons. After all he has already served four months waiting for the trial!" Lamai concluded. "Too bad if he misses any of the pregnancy and birth! That would really get his attention!" Stacy added. The thought of Brady mind in Lamai's body brought a smile to her face especially considering how he had reacted to the Lamai's announcement of her pregnancy. "It's already crowded enough," Brady had complained. "Where are you going to put it! Not in my room. It would keep me awake!" "Why should it bother you little brother?" Stacy asked then continued. "You are usually out with your friends." "Well I still sleep and eat here!" "I know we only have a little space above the store, but your father has an offer to manage a gas station and convince store and it will pay more than we are making now," his mother replied. That offer would allow an adequate income for the family plus an additional child. "Why didn't you wait until he got it?" "Because as I told you, I might not be able to get pregnant later." she did not add their income from the store had decreased so much the last few years that they were barely surviving. "Dad, if you and I also swap, Brady might not realize that this action was directed at him," Stacy offered. "Just think of the side benefits, In mother's body Brady could work in the store! Not only will all of us get a unique experience, but and you and mom will not have to work so hard. It could be like a vacation for both of you." "I know you still have doubts, but if it doesn't work, we haven't lost anything," Lamai added. "I know and accept that I will have to make sure he takes proper care of my body. "The other question is how you will be able to deal with his friends while you are Brady?" Sunan asked. "At first, avoid them, especially due to my accent. Later it could be a different story. My brother had training in martial arts when I was young and we used to practice together. In Brady's body I plan to practice martial arts and work out with the weights he refuses to use. When we switch back I would also like to teach both of you martial arts." "OK, go ahead and surprise me," Sunan said. "But nothing is to be said to Brady about this conversation." He paused then continued. "This comes at an especially bad time because I had to tell Mrs Walters that I could no longer afford to pay her what she is worth and laid her off." "All the better," Stacy broke in. "With no outside help Brady in mother's body will be so busy he won't have time to get in trouble." "Mrs Walters did offer to work part time if we had an emergency and she didn't have other plans. Stacy, you would have to help more than ever and Brady certainly won't be much help in Lamai's body. "Dad, remember I will be in your body but I know that you, even in mine, will still be the boss. You know I can do the work and do the necessary college homework when I'm in your body. You can go to the classes for me and tape the lectures. There shouldn't be any tests for a while and we can swap back before then. "What about telling Brady after the swap who we really are? He will notice the difference!" "You have a good point," Sunan replied. "Let him know we have changed, but that is all." "I don't agree," Lamai objected. "I'll tell him why I am switching with him. Maybe after he's me, he might be willing to tell me something about the gang and what happened." She then turned to Stacy. "Right now I feel very good, almost better than before I became pregnant." It was then that Stacy realized that her stepbrother in his mother's body would be in a position to see her naked. As soon as Lamai left to go to the bathroom, she turned to her father. "I know you will have to see me naked, but don't let Brady." "I'll try, but it may be difficult with him in my wife's body," Sunan replied just as Lamai returned. It was quite a while before Brady arrived, Sunan and Stacy had already gone to bed and Lamai had almost given up waiting for him. "I need to talk to you." Lamai began. "Don't start on that again!" Brady exclaimed exasperated, concerned that his mother was going to start again about his involvement with the gang. "It isn't about what you think. I want to tell you something that you won't believe but will happen in a couple of days. Don't be surprised if your step father and step sister switch bodies and you and I do the same. We were so concerned about the trouble you were in and how to help you, that we decided it might be a good idea for the two of us to temporarily switch bodies." "That's impossible. What have you been taking?" His mother avoided his question and continued. "Relax it isn't permanent. Right now after the switch you should feel pretty good. The first and third trimesters are the uncomfortable times and there is another month left of the second trimester. I hope that I can take care of your legal problems before that trimester is over. Just relax and enjoy your experience as a woman, including having sex. Don't display my body to anyone outside of the family and don't let anyone know that the change has taken place. Better yet, don't talk to anyone unless it is absolutely necessary." Lamai knew it was useless to discuss the matter further and immediately left for the master bedroom. Brady could only stare at her as she left. In spite of his question, his mother never lied and he was excited at the idea of feeling up a naked female body, even if it was his mother's body and he was in it. "Mom, what are you doing?" Brady asked the next morning, astonished at the gyrations his pregnant mother was performing. "I'm just practicing some martial arts routines I learned with my brother years ago. It isn't going to hurt to get a little exercise," Lamai replied. While she remembered most of the routines she also remembered how much better she had been at that time, not all due to being pregnant. Once she was in Brady's body her coordination and balance would be worse. Brady wasn't the only person surprised at the routines she was performing and she also had to reassure both her husband and her step daughter that she wasn't harming the baby. "Dad can't come for lunch!" Stacy exclaimed as she entered the room two days later. "Mrs. Walters said her son was sick. I tried to get dad to let me take over the store, but he insisted that it was his job and I needed to study for my math test. It would have been for just a little while!" "I will relieve him after we eat," Lamai said. "Then I'll take care of the dishes," Stacy volunteered. "No, just leave them for me." "But mom, you and dad needs more time for yourselves." she objected in spite of knowing that Brady would not help with the dishes. As expected he left as soon as he finished eating. Stacy sat with her father as he ate then left and safely in her room used her cell phone to make a special call. When Stacy awoke her first awareness was that someone was in the bed with her. The second was that there was something between her legs that didn't belong. A quick movement between her legs and a quick examination of her chest revealed that it was flat. It had actually worked and if she was in her father's body. The one next to her was Lamai, no Brady in Lamai's body. She lay there realizing that she hadn't planned on what she should do now. Brady had to get to the bathroom and fast. Long hair was brushing his face. As he sat up to brush the hair out of his eyes something moved against his chest. He looked down at two large heavy lumps that partially obscured his vision and saw he was wearing his mother's night gown. As impossible as it was, he had to be looking through his mother's eyes! It was what his mother had said would happen! Then he realized that someone was in the bed with him. He carefully turned his head and realize it was his stepfather. There was no time to investigate if he was to avoid wetting the bed. It was difficult to get out of bed and stand, especially as the swing of his mother's heavy breasts almost made him lose his balance and fall and he didn't want to wake his stepfather. After Lamai, no Brady got up Stacy/Sunan tried to avoid thinking about having a penis but she had an erection. If she didn't do something about it she could have blue balls. Then she realized Brady would probably go to the bathroom, explore his mother's body as she had done months earlier and would probably be there for a longtime. Since she was now in her father's body she might as well use the store bathroom and open the store. No time for a shower or breakfast. Quickly she found the clothes her father had removed the previous evening and put them on. Stacy/Sunan even dribbled a little in her boxers as she finally managed to unlock the store door and rushed in. She quickly unzipped the pants, reached inside for her father's penis but couldn't find the opening in her shorts. Frantically she searched for the opening and just in time, gave up, pulled down her pants and shorts, sat on the toilet and relieved the pressure. Once that was satisfied she stood up, trying to find what the problem was, It was the long T shirt. The bouncing and swaying motion of the breasts under the cotton night gown made Brady slowly and carefully place one foot in front of the other. He managed, in spite of the problems of this unfamiliar, alien body, to get to the toilet. Once there he remembered that a female didn't raise the toilet seat, lifted the skirt of his mother's nightgown and more fell than sat on the toilet. He was fascinated by the realization that he was actually in a female body, even if it was his mother's pregnant body. He was going to take advantage of this situation to explore and experience as much sex as a woman as possible, even if it mean ignoring his natural male sexual inclinations. It felt little different to pee, just that there was nothing to hold. His hands went over the nightgown to cup, grope and feel the curvature of the soft yielding mobile flesh on his chest. The large nipples underneath were especially sensitive and, got bigger and harder as he explored their size and shape. Just as those in the movies he had seen at Calvin's home. It felt good in a strange way, followed by an accompanying increase in the wet warmth between his mother's upper thighs and a tingling in his crotch that changed to throbbing and swelling sensation that demanded his attention. Brady tentatively thrust a hand through Lamai's thick, wet with pee, pubic hair. There was no resistance as he pushed his fingers into that slit and damp folds of flesh below his mother's belly. Then remembered that women had to wipe. As he moved the toilet paper up towards the slit, his mother's body jerked, the finger had encountered an all too sensitive, almost painful, spot. The nightgown concealed too much. Brady managed to stand by holding onto the sink. As he pulled the nightgown over his head, his mother's plumply filled breasts caught on the cloth. Then there was a sudden almost painful jolt and tug on his chest as his breasts dropped then bounced and rested on his chest. Now naked, he almost lost his balance as he bent forward in an effort to see his mother's female sex. All he could see between the large. now dangling boobs was the absence of the usual male sex. Still afraid this was a fleeting opportunity, he again sat on the toilet seat, spread his mother's legs wide apart and thrust a couple of fingers into his now dripping wet vagina. This time it wasn't urine! Sunan woke up to find he was in Stacy's bedroom and wearing Stacy's night gown! He cupped the protrusions on his chest affirming the presence of breasts. He had no right to touch them! Sunan laughed at absurdity of the objection and the soprano tone of his laugh was a further confirmation of his new identity. He was now Stacy and since he was obligated to take care of her body, there was no way he could now avoid seeing and intimately touching it. A glance at the clock revealed that he had to hurry. As he swung his legs out of bed long hair brushed against his face. The need to pee was too great to delay and he stood and staggered to the bathroom, Stacy's firm breasts bouncing and jiggling as he moved. The toilet was occupied by his naked wife sitting on the toilet, with one hand fondling a breast and large nipple and another between her wide spread legs. She was so preoccupied that she didn't notice him. A closer look revealed that more than one finger was inside her vagina! This was something his wife wouldn't do, especially where someone might see her. "I hate to bother you but I've got to pee!" Sunan exclaimed, startled by the sound of his, Stacy's, soprano voice. Brady/Lamai was startled to see his sister, still dressed in a translucent night gown, staring at him and shocked to find himself caught touching, exploring and even fondling his mother's naked body! His explorations had found the clit and the pressure as his finger circling it almost felt like an itch that needed scratching. Each time he stopped the pressure from his fingers the need for contact did not diminish but increased. He was deeply upset by the interruption that kept him from satisfying that almost over powering sexual need for sexual release. "If you don't get off the toilet I am going to pee in Stacy's panties. I know what you are feeling, but you can do your exploring in your bedroom." Brady/Lamai stared at the almost naked body of his sister, then remembered what his mother had said. This was his stepfather in Stacy's body! Still Brady's mother's breasts and female sex demanded that he it be satisfied! Brady grabbed the night cotton night gown and by holding on to the sink managed to stand. Upset at being disturbed and the powerful need for sexual relief, he couldn't keep from rubbing that slit between his legs, sure that Stacy's body was finished and angry that Sunan/Stacy made no attempt to get off the toilet. Sunan/Stacy felt the pressure of trying to get the store ready to open but so tempted to to at least visually inspect his daughter's body. "I need help to open the store. Get dressed and come with me!" "Why don't you wake dad?" Brady/Lamai asked. Then concerned about the answer he would get, quickly left the room to find Stacy. Sunan/Stacy looked up, upset that Brady/Lamai had left without giving an affirmative answer but relieved to be alone. He managed to resist any further exploration until he had wiped Stacy's pubic mound and discovered the complete absence of pubic hair. This was something to check. Sunan found Stacy's tooth brush but as he brushed there was that annoying jiggling of his new breasts, even worse was the wetness that was trickling down his thighs and it wasn't pee! Once in Stacy's bedroom, Sunan took off the nightgown and took a quick view of Stacy's puffy and immature aureoles and large hard nipples. He couldn't resist running his index fingers around them. Each stroke seemed to have a direct connection to Stacy's sex. Sunan found a pair of panties and as he pulled them all the way up, the material rubbed against a very sensitive spot that caused Stacy's body to jerk. In the closet mirror he could even see that bump in the panties. Quickly he pulled his hand away vowing that he wasn't going to touch Stacy's body any more than necessary. Sunan looked at the blouses and rejected those with buttons that buttoned on the female side. Finally he found a pullover, then remembered that Stacy wore a bra when she was in public. Putting a bra on was an operation with which he was totally unfamiliar. It on could take too much time he had. The pullover caught temporarily on one of Stacy's large now erect nipples. When it was finally pulled in place he had to pull Stacy's long hair free from under the collar. Not ready to wear a skirt, Sunan checked the closet for a pair of jeans. There was only one pair in the closet. The others were probably in the wash. The jeans were very tight and hard to put on. Finally success. Socks and low cut shoes were no problem, but after he got up and walked a few steps, the crotch of the jeans rubbed against Stacy's clitoral hood and making his clitoris tingle. He swore at the delay as he pulled the tight jeans off and switched to a skirt. It was so short he felt uncomfortable, but he had no time to make another change. Sunan/Stacy looked in the mirror. Stacy's hair needed to be brushed in order to look presentable and he decided to take a hair brush with him. He felt no guilt in omitting cosmetics - Stacy was pretty enough without them. It was all he could do to keep from rubbing Stacy's sex as he left for the store. As he went down the stairs he had to look down at the steps to make sure he didn't fall, acutely aware of Stacy's long hair, the labia rubbing against each other, the movements of her breasts and the nipples rubbing against the blouse. With all this movement Sunan was acutely aware of the wet heat and swelling in Stacy's labia. The awareness only added to the tingling and the need to rub between his legs. Looking down and bending forward the blouse opened enough that he could see the cleavage of between Stacy's breasts and his now hard erect and swollen nipples. His panties were wet and Sunan felt between his thighs. The skirt was still dry, but he needed to touch, caress and fondle her sex and felt flushed all over. With the multitude of new sensations flooding his mind there was no way he could forget he was now in his daughter's female body. Afraid that Stacy might miss something important, he rushed down the stairs and almost fell. Brady was so shook up at being caught he only took time for one more tweak of a hard nipple and a brief touch of that wet, sensitive itch between his legs. The light pressure from his hands had felt good but added to the tingling between his thighs. The panties he had just put on were wet. The throbbing felt so good it was difficult to stop from putting a hand inside his panties and rubbing the pubic hair between his thighs. Lamai's unfettered boobs swung wildly as Brady in his mother's half naked body stumbled to his parent's bedroom to convince Stacy/Sunan to go in his place. He wanted to move his hands up to quiet the motion of Lamai's breasts, but he needed his arms and hands for balance as he waddled to the master bedroom. To his relief the room was empty and he assumed that Stacy had gone to the store. He could have called out this information but he made it back to the bathroom, as much to get a better look at his stepsister's body, as to tell his stepfather what he had learned. To his disappointment and relief the bathroom was empty. Brady/Lamai soon realized that he had to wear glasses. Now that he could see better he posed naked, turning his mother's body to see as much as he could of her female form in front of the mirrored closet door. He shuddered at the faint wrinkles in his mother's face. What frosted him most was that the thick pubic hair obscured his view of his mother's female opening. Brady thought of the nude female pictures Calvin had shown him. The reflection of his mother's pudgy body, the mature dent in his mother's hips and the heavy breasts with their down turned nipples were anything but sexy. If he had to be put in a female body, why couldn't it have been in his step sister's. Brady thought about leaning over to see more but remembered in time his tenuous balance. He carefully moved back to the bed, sat on the bed and spread his mother's legs to get a better look. As he leaned forward his boobs swung together in front of his eyes. Frustrated that they made it impossible to see anything below, he pushed them aside but they just moved back. By using both a hand mirror and the closet mirror he managed to see bushy pubic hair that hid his female sex. As he spread his legs even further apart the hair separated enough that he could see a little of the reddish opening between the big swollen lips. When his finger disappeared into the wet opening there was such a jolt of pleasure that it was hard to stop what he was doing. He couldn't keep his stepfather and stepsister waiting indefinitely. and waddled into the closet to find some clothes. He looked at a bra, rejected the idea, then opened his father's drawer and struggled into one of his father's T shirts. His father's shorts wouldn't fit and he grudgingly put on a pair of his mother's panties which were wet almost as soon as he put them on. When he couldn't find jeans, he sat on the bed completely frustrated before finally settling on a skirt. From the bulge in her pants it was evident to Sunan/Stacy that Stacy/Sunan was having problems with her new male sex. The latter was was dismayed when she looked at her own body. "I can see my nipples through that blouse! Put on a bra before anyone sees you! Go to my room. In the top drawer of my chest of drawers you will find one. Bring it down and I will help you put it on." There wasn't much business in the store and after grabbing the first bra Sunan found in a drawer, he decided to find Brady. He found him sitting on his parent's bed with one hand underneath Lamai's belly and waistband of his panties and the other fondling a breast under one of Sunan's T shirts. "I told you to get ready to go to the store!" "I don't know anything about the store and I have to take a shower!" "I'm not going to wait forever!" Sunan/Stacy explained. It was hard for him to be this insistent seeing Lamai's body in front of him, knowing it was Brady's mind inside. Then knowing Stacy would need help he left. "You made the same mistake dad did," Stacy/Sunan began when Lamai/Brady finally appeared and she saw the movements of Lamai's full and heavy mature boobs under the T shirt. "Like dad, you are going to have to wear a bra. Go upstairs and have Lamai help you." As Brady/Lamai went up the stairs to their living quarters it felt like he had to pee again. He sat on the toilet and couldn't pee. The throbbing between the legs was now so intense that all he could think of was touching and rubbing his mother's vaginal lips. He spread his legs to get to his mother's sex. Then he traced the wet slit between his legs and the folds of his vagina while playing with impossibly large stiff and sensitive nipples. Every place he was touched tingled. Then that tingling turned to an insistent throb. Stacy/Sunan was dismayed at the number of times she saw her natural body's hands touch his boobs or put a hand between his legs. Still she kept quiet, aware that her father in her body was having difficulty performing the necessary tasks. Exasperated at the reduced ability to lift and the unanticipated pain of bumping an breast or hip. Sunan/Stacy finally announced. "I've got to go to the bathroom." Inside he sat on the toilet, pulled up the blouse to allow better access to the bra covered breasts and pushed a hand inside the panties, over her smooth pubic mound, brushing the clitoral hood, then down the partially open slit to gather some of the lubrication flowing from his vagina. He needed more contact with the breasts and pulled up the bottom of the blouse. Holding it with his teeth, he pulled one breast at a time out of it's bra cup. One hand stroked his vaginal lips and clitoral hood and the other his breast and nipples finding just the spot on the nipples and the clitoris that was most sensitive. His body jerked with the almost unbearable yet pleasant sensations. This was just what Stacy's body needed, but the tension was so great it was impossible to stop until the euphoric climax of an orgasm. It was almost a minute before he could put his breasts back in their cups and pull down the blouse to look presentable enough to go outside. "Almost 10 minutes!" Stacy/Sunan exclaimed when Sunan/Stacy reappeared. I hope it was a good one! Now that we have opened the store I can manage until you get cleaned up and have something to eat. Oh, while you are at it you might as well check out my body and get used to being me. It's OK if you also masturbate. Just don't let Brady watch. Don't hurry, I want this to be a vacation for both of you." Sunan/Stacy needed an answer to a previous discovery and just before he left he asked. "How come no pubic hair?" he asked. "Betty got one of those things that permanently removes hair. It's gone for good and I like it that way." To Stacy/Sunan's dismay she soon saw being alone was a mistake as she had an erection that didn't want to go away and with no one to relieve her, she couldn't leave the store untended to jack off in the bathroom. Sunan/Stacy left for Stacy's bedroom to pick out some clean clothes. Once there he stared at Stacy's mirrored closet door thinking of what he was going to do. True he had been given permission to do anything with her body, but still feeling guilty, knowing he was going to do more than touch. The thought sent a tingle in his daughter's sex and made her nipples even harder. It was either in the shower or on the bed and since his wife's body was in the shower, he chose the latter. He was hesitant as he went into the master bedroom. Now facing the mirrored closet door, he undressed to Stacy's panties and looked at the half nude figure of his daughter, the pert boobs, puffy aureoles, slim waist and wide female hips. It reminded him of Stacy's mother the first time he had seen her this nude and a tear came to Stacy's face. Then Sunan/Stacy picked up a hand mirror, lay on the bed and, for the first time since Stacy was two, pulled down the panties and visually examined Stacy's bare sex. He lay there for a while before exploring his daughter's feminine sex, spreading and closing his legs and opening them feeling his labia open and close as he did. The hairless labia reminded him of the times he had given her a bath when she was a toddler. There was no questioning the difference as she now had a prominent pubic mound and a clitoral hood which separated the top of her vaginal lips. With the small mirror he could see the large clitoris peeking out. No wonder she didn't want others, especially Brady, to see her naked. Even this checking was making him warm as he saw her outer labia swell and separate until he could see the opening inside. Each hands went to a breast squeezing and moving them around, but only for a short while. Trying to get this over as soon as possible, he lay down, spread Stacy's legs and moved one hand to Stacy's left breast squeezing and rubbing while rubbing her pubic lips and exposed clitoral hood with the right hand. To his surprise he could, using thumb and forefinger move the hood of the clitoris and masturbate like a man. Faster and faster until orgasm was near and then even faster until her body tension peaked then exploded. Reluctantly, Sunan decided that he would not violate Stacy body any further by penetrating her vagina and finally managed to get up, take a shower and dress. Then he decided to check on Brady in Lamai's body. Lamai/Brady was embarrassed when she felt the wet sheets from a nocturnal emission and was surprised at how late it was when she awoke. When she recovered from her disorientation she took a shower and as much as she hated the idea she managed to relieve the growing discomfort of a raging hard on. Then she saw her own body sitting on the toilet. Brady's first stop after leaving the store was to use the bathroom and was so preoccupied pulling up the dress, taking his panties down, peeing and rubbing down there, that he didn't notice his own body in the shower. He was shocked to see his own body get out of the shower. It was so weird, almost like having a twin, until he leaned forward to glance down the dress at the cleavage between his breasts. "What is going on?" Lamai/Brady asked. Brady was flabbergasted and speechless, but finally was able to stammer. "I was told to have you to help me put on a bra. I have to pee, but I can't! I went to the bathroom just before I came upstairs. What is going on?" To his dismay it was his step father in his stepsister's body who answered. "From the way you are moving around, I bet you felt a tingling and throbbing between your thighs as well as damp panties." "I know that women masturbate and how they do it!" Brady/Lamai. He looked at Lamai/Brady. then at his natural body, surprised and shocked to see that it was sporting an erection. Even more shocking was that made the throbbing between his thighs even more intense. "Why are you standing there? Adult males are not allowed to watch their mothers undress, much less watch them masturbate!" "That's no way to talk to your mother!" Sunan/Stacy admonished from the bathroom door. He motioned for his former wife to leave, then turned to his stepson in his wife's body. "I know what you are going through! I just wonder how Stacy is handling it. Come down when you are through so she can get a break!" Sunan/Stacy had taken too much time playing with Stacy's body and there was no time for a shower. He just washed between Stacy's legs, ate the quick meal that was prepared for him and dressed. With only a the short skirt and blouse, he felt totally exposed as he took the prepared food and rushed downstairs. Brady/Lamai was in no hurry to go down stairs and lay on the bed, doing nothing but stare at Lamai's mature breasts that had flattened and moved toward the side of his chest. From the moment he touched his sensitive breasts, he felt warm and damp, tingles starting in his hole and radiated all over his mother's female sex until his body demanded to be touched. Brady pushed his mother's forefinger into the now parted folds of her labia, found the opening, gathered moisture in the folds of her vagina and then moved up to touch that sensitive button. Then he discovered that he could make circles around the clitoral hood with his thumb while moving a couple of fingers in and out of his very wet vagina. He heard someone moaning and gasping for breath and realized it was him. His other hand moved to his mother's breast lightly stroking and squeezing it and rolled his mother's now swollen nipples between his forefinger and thumb. His breathing became faster and irregular and his body tense as he arched his back and threw his head back. He was hardly aware that his entire body was shaking. There was a pleasurable ache and throbbing as his finger increased the speed and pressure. The tingling spread throughout his entire body. With sensations so strong and so pleasant Brady couldn't help moaning and screaming out loud. His mother's body jerked uncontrollably. The room and all that was in it disappeared and all he was aware of was the waves of pleasure crashing through his body. As it subsided, Brady/Lamai collapsed, unable to move or think, but what he had felt was so overwhelmingly awesome he wanted more! Lamai/Brady had heard the moans and screams cease, went into the bedroom and found her rightful body firmly clutching the bed cover and asleep. She was embarrassed that the sight of her own naked body had resulted in another erection. This was not the time! She now knew from experience when Brady awoke, he would need something to eat. When she returned she brought a bra, panties and pantie liners for Brady/Lamai, "Take a shower and let as much of your fluids leak out and wash. It better not take too much time or you will have to answer to both Sunan and I." Then she continued. "Don't get soap inside the vagina or get your hair wet and be sure to wash the under side of my breasts. It was disconcerting when Brady's own body reminded him to be sure to wash the underside of his breasts and to not get his hair wet. "I'll help with the bra, the rest you are going to have to do by yourself." Lamai/Brady continued when Brady/Lamai returned from his shower." Then she helped Brady put on the tight bra, position the boobs within it and handed him a dress. When he was dressed she had a meal prepared for him. "When I had you, as soon as the morning sickness stopped, I felt quite good. That lasted until the third trimester. Then pregnancy became too uncomfortable. Just be thankful that the arousal you are now feeling isn't constant and use pantie liners or you will soon find all of the clean panties are wet." "How long are we going to be like this?" Brady/Lamai asked.. "I expect that it will end before the last trimester starts." "What are you going to do about the guys who threatened to beat me up and destroy the store if I told anyone that they were involved?" The phone rang and without thinking Lamai/Brady answered it. "Whoever it was told me not to have any contact with your gang." "That must have been Calvin. He was really angry that guy took off before the police arrived." "Evidently they are afraid that the police would follow you to their location. If you are going to get any leniency from the court we have to tell your lawyer who they are and what they did." "But what if they find out and beat you up!" "If they try it won't be as easy as they might think! Remember I told you that when I was growing up my older brother trained in martial arts and I helped him practice. As long as I am still here, in addition to the housework and cooking I plan to get this body of yours in shape. I hope I have enough time, using those weights you refused to use to put some muscle on this body. Later I plan to teach you, Stacy and Sunan how to protect yourselves." "But in your body I am pregnant!" "Pregnancy is not a disease and I have seen videos of women almost ready to give birth dancing and the dances were a lot more energetic than ballroom dancing!" Lamai replied. "But they had years of being a female and months to get used to being pregnant!" Brady/Lamai protested. "You have as much experience being pregnant as any woman who is pregnant with her first child, except for the sickness in the first trimester, You should be glad you didn't have to go through that!" When Brady/Lamai was finished, Brady/Lamai brought in a hair brush and brushed Brady's hair. Brady was not happy about the way the bra cut into his shoulders and squashed his mother's boobs tightly together, but it was less disconcerting than having them flopping around like before. As soon as Brady/Lamai arrived, Stacy in her father's body went upstairs to get cleaned up, shave and get something to eat. Stacy/Sunan was more than ready to relieve the painful erection. She took a shower and managed to jack off again. Shaving Sunan's face was one she tackled with trepidation, afraid she might cut his face. At least combing hair was much easier and there was no make up to worry about. It was much less concerning without having to see Sunan in her body trying to act like her and failing. As soon as possible she returned to the store so Sunan could eat. "How is it like being in the store in Stacy's body?" Lamai/Brady asked. "It was almost impossible to keep from touching and fondling these hard nipples," Sunan exclaimed. Then Lamai/ Brady told about her experience with those jeans. Then she continued, "This afternoon the phone rang and when I answered it I was told that I, rather Brady was to stay away from the gang. I think it was his friend Calvin." "Maybe you should switch back." "There isn't enough time. I wish I could go to their place and see who they are, but with my accent perhaps it is for the best. That will give me some time to get used to this body, time to get it into better physical condition and time to practice what my brother taught me before meeting them. If you and Stacy practice with me it will help improve my skills as well as teach you some self defense methods. There are even some procedures Brady can do in my body. I found the weights and since I can't work in the store I don't have a lot to do, I plan to start with them as soon as I wash the dishes and take a shower." "Although the current me told me not to hurry, I don't want to leave Stacy alone too long." Sunan/Stacy said changing the subject. "She may think she can run the store alone but there are a number of things she doesn't know." "I think something else is also involved. You are the father figure here and was always in charge of our support. In Stacy's body, you no longer have complete control." "Even worse is having to attend her college classes and record her lectures. It's a good thing I have a voice recorder as I don't understand half of what is going on. If this continues Stacy may lose her scholarship." "That is a problem we hadn't considered!" Sunan in Stacy's body watched a few minutes the exercising his wife in Brady's body was doing before returning to help Stacy/Sunan close the store and sending Brady/Lamai back upstairs. The bra had been digging into Lamai's more than ample breasts and Brady couldn't wait to get it off. He pulled the top of his mother's dress open and the nipple bumps on the bra were clearly visual. He tried to slid his fingers under the bra but it was too tight and his actions only increased the discomfort of the straps cutting into his shoulders. Without thinking his fingers started circling and stroking the sensitive nipples through the bra. He wasn't surprised that the already large nipples became even larger and more rigid. Removing the dress over his head was not easy as it caught under his mother's protruding breasts. The bra was still more difficult and the resulting bouncing of both breasts as they fell out of the bra was still a novelty. Lamai/Brady went back to the living room and picked up the bar bells. It wasn't long before Brady's arms were protesting. She then ran up and down the stairs until winded and Brady's legs were aching and then, figuring she had done enough exercising, went to the computer to find instructions on martial arts to supplement her memory. Not willing to give up so early she went back to the barbells and push ups, then finally back to running up and down the stairs. Lamai/Brady was shocked by the semi nudity of her own body when she found Brady/Lamai lying on the bed. If she got after him about that she probably wouldn't get his cooperation. "I need to know in detail what happened that landed you in jail!" "It won't do any good, I was caught and I'm going to jail." "Since I am you, it will be me that's going. There will be a court hearing and for that I need to know about those criminals! I don't want either of us spending a long time in jail." "Can't it wait until tomorrow, I'm really beat." "OK but first thing in the morning. Just be prepared to tell me everything you know. Oh don't forget you are sleeping with Sunan," she saw the look on her own face and added, "Remember it will be Stacy in his body," Then she continued. "I won't lie to you, things may not work out as well as I hope. I already told Sunan to treat you as his wife. You should treat him as your husband and that includes sex. Don't worry a woman doesn't necessarily have to be sexually aroused to have sex like a man does. Just pretend," Then, worn out she retreated to Brady's bedroom to take a nap. Brady/Lamai was pleased that he was going to discover what sex as a woman was like. Now alone he sat at the computer and in spite of some initial problems with coordination, started downloading some movies that contained imitation sexual intercourse. As he watched the movies his hands went to his mother's breasts and leaned forward so he could play with the nipples. He was distracted by the movement of his mother's naked breasts as he leaned forward and back and in an effort to restrain them, got one of Sunan's T shirts and put it on. Then his mother's panties were wet and there was an itch between his legs that just had to be scratched. He remembered the movies, he spread his legs far apart and moved his right hand under the panties through the thick pubic hair. Still fondling a breast with one hand, he pushed a finger inside his wet hole to gather moisture and then upwards to that sensitive throbbing clit. The fantastic sensations from the clit almost made him fall off the chair. He was barely able to sit on the floor until the pleasurable contractions that rushed through his body ceased. All too often Sunan's unfamiliar hands touched Stacy's body, exploring the differences between his familiar body and Stacy's. All too often the hands lingered on the blouse and bra covered breast or over the crotch of his jeans to that wide empty space between his thighs. The more he touched, the stronger the tingle between his legs and the wetter his panties became. His nipples were hard and the tingling clitoris had changed to insistent throbbing. Finally the store hours were over and he could go upstairs. By this time his panties were completely soaked and his groin ached. When Sunan/Stacy opened the bedroom door he saw that his half naked wife lying on her back, a hand tweaking a hard nipple and the other thrusting inside her vagina. Brady was momentarily embarrassed but then saw this as an opportunity. He got up and put both arms around Sunan/Stacy, cupping and rubbing Stacy's breasts and rigid nipples through her dress. Sunan/Stacy could feel Lamai's naked breasts against Stacy's back, a new yet somehow a familiar feeling. Then Brady/Sunan's hand pushed the skirt between Stacy's thighs and started rubbing Stacy's clitoral hood though the cloth. That and the kiss on Stacy's neck was enough to make Sunan's panties wet with desire. Brady/Lamai pulled the blouse over Sunan/Stacy's head, unfastened her bra and let it fall. Then he turned Su