Flirting is hazardous to your health

Chapter 1

This is the first part of Sandy, Kristy and Ken's story of flirting, jealousy and revenge.

By Jane Steele

Ken, Part 1

Let me introduce myself before I tell you my strange story. I am a 32-year-old guy, married twice but no kids yet. I am a successful business owner and my wife and I have a good deal of disposable income. Physically, I'm 6 foot even and a trim, fit 200 pounds. I have always kept myself in great shape. I don't smoke or over eat my only bad habit is I'm a habitual flirt, and by the way that is what caused my first divorce. Women are attracted to me and I just can't help myself.

The particular Saturday in question stared normal enough. I woke up at 8:00 AM, rolled out of bed and grabbed a quick shower as the coffee was making. My wife Sandy came in as I was finishing my second cup.

"Morning, sweetheart" she said as she poured her own first cup. Even with no makeup, I marveled at her beauty. At 28 she is still in perfect shape, a flat tummy, cute round ass and firm C cup breasts. Her long blonde hair frames a pretty face. I felt myself getting turned on watching her move about the kitchen. When she turned around she caught me stroking a growing erection through the fabric of my shorts.

"Don't get any ideas stud, I've got to be at the office in 20 minutes." Sandy said but she shot me a sexy smile as she disappeared toward our bedroom to get ready for work.

I finished up in the kitchen and headed up stairs to get my keys. I met Sandy on the stairs,

"Bye honey, don't flirt with that slut too much. I know how you are." Sandy was referring to Kristy, the girl who cuts my hair.

"Don't worry sexy, she can't hold a candle to you. Bye my love." I answer as I kiss her.

"You liar." She says as she heads on out to the garage.

After a shower and shave I dress in a golf shirt and shorts. Then I grab my keys, wallet and pocketknife as I finish getting ready for my appointment at Kristy's place. Sandy has reason to be jealous since Kristy is quite a knockout. I'd been going to her for haircuts for about 6 months now. Kristy is slender, about 5'9" with long brown hair. She has perfect D cup breasts that seem larger on her slender frame. Top it all off with a pretty face and great personality. We have been flirting with each other for weeks now and it keeps getting more intimate. I actually kissed her passionately last time we met. I had to really control myself to avoid ripping her scanty clothes off and making love to her on the spot. I am really looking forward to today. Kristy has already told me I am her only client for the day. I hop in my BMW Z3 and make the 10-minute ride to Kristy's shop.

Kristy, Part 1

I fumble for my keys as I get out of my Honda Civic. Sometimes these big tits get in the way I think as I try to look over them into my purse. I unlock the shop and go through the routine of opening up. I check my book but I already know Ken is scheduled for 10:00 AM and he is my only appointment for the day. Ken has been leading me on for weeks now. He is so good looking but he knows it too well. I think about our last meeting as I straighten the shop up. When he kissed me after I gave him the last haircut I thought my knees were going to give way. Wow, that guy can kiss, I was ready to lay back and spread my legs for him. Unfortunately, he is married and his wife is gorgeous. I don't really think I have a chance of taking him away from her and that makes me sad. I'm 28 and I would like to have a good man to make a family with.

I'd received a strange statue late yesterday by UPS. I set it up on the counter among my brushes and combs. I truly find it hard to believe I didn't throw away this piece of erotic junk. The note in the box the statue came in said it would help me capture the heart of the man who'd been flirting with me. The statue is quite odd, on one side it appears to be a woman but she has a large erect cock proudly sticking out of her crotch. On the reverse side is the image of a muscular man, he has no cock but seems to have a vagina. I stuffed it into my purse. I'd forgotten about it until this morning as I struggled to find my shop keys. Oddly, they had wrapped around the penis of the woman side of the statue.

The sound of a car engine draws my attention back and I look up to see Ken's green Z3 pull up in front of my shop. My heart leaps when I see him walk in the door smiling at me. His blue eyes look me up and down, drinking in my body.

Sandy, Part 1

I managed to make into the office with 5 minutes to spare. I set my purse on the floor by my desk and sit down to boot up my PC. I walk out to the break room and start a pot of coffee. There are only 3 or 4 other managers working this Saturday at our office. But it's budget time and I need to get these numbers in before Tuesday.

I sit back down at my desk; the PC is still booting up. You have to hate NT! I turn around to look at the small stack of mail on my neat desk. As I read through the standard work correspondence my eyes stray to Ken's pictures on my desk. God help me, but I am madly in love with him. He is so good to me and our sex life is wonderful. I know he has wandering eyes and I am sure he is tempted by other women. He is one of the best-looking men I have ever seen and I've seen many women throw themselves at him. Especially that slut who cuts his hair. I just hope the lesson he is going to learn today helps him break his flirting habit. And it may seem cruel, but I don't care what it does to her.

My PC is up and running now so I log in to my email account. I'm eager to see if the guy at UPS that I know has managed to finish our bargain. Yes! There is the email from him.

"Dear Ms. Woodhall,

The package you paid me to drop off at the hair shop just at closing has been delivered. I also got your check you sent me. Thanks, and please don't tell anyone I did this for you.

Jack"

I don't know what makes me believe the old woman who sold me that ugly statue. But I did, and now I know the statue will be at the shop when Ken has his hair cut today. We shall see if the statue truly has any power. Now we shall see what Ken has to say about his slut when he comes home.

Ken, Part 2

Damn, Kristy is so hot. She has a pink sweater that is stretched to near the breaking point by her wonderful tits. Her sweater shows a few inches of her flat tummy. She has on tight white shorts. I was already horny and looking at her is giving me an erection.

"Don't stand there staring at me, come sit down so I can wash your hair." She says.

"But first a hug and a kiss." I say as I take her in my arms. She doesn't resist and our lips meet for an intense kiss. She breaks away and tells me to sit down. I reluctantly obey, and Kristy washes my hair. My kiss must have had an effect on her. I can she her nipples are erect as those luscious breasts sway above my face.

+++ On the counter nearly out of sight from either of us, the statue has taken on an odd blue glow. Even odder the stern faces on each side of the statue are now smiling devilishly. The power contained in this talisman is now released and reaches out to our bodies. +++

Kristy finished my hair wash and I sit up as she hands me a towel. As I walk to the chair drying my hair I feel and odd sensation between my legs. But then it seems to settle, and I sit down as Kristy puts the cover over me to keep the clipped hair off me. We tease and talk as she works on my hair.

I can sense she is getting as hot for me as I am for her. After 10 minutes or so she brushes the hair off my collar and pulls the cover off of me. Then she boldly leans down and kisses me passionately. I'm caught a bit off guard but I respond in kind. In moments she is sitting in my lap and we are making out like two over sexed teens.

+++ The female half of the statue has changed again. The female has moved a hand to grip her rigidly erect cock. While the male half has a finger in his crotch. Both have looks of desire on their small faces. +++

Kristy, Part 2

I wash Ken's hair and sway my big tits in his face to tease him. I know my nipples are erect and knowing what is running threw his mind is making me even hotter. I hand him a towel when I'm done, and he walks toward the chair. As I follow him the crotch of my panties feels too tight. But as I begin to cut his hair the feeling passes somewhat.

I finish his hair cut quicker than normal. My hands are almost trembling with desire as I set my scissors down. The urge to kiss him hits me hard and I lean down to plant a hot one on him. Then I sit in his lap and we make out until we are both breathing heavily.

"Ken darling, I better lock the front door. We don't want any surprises." I say as I ease away from him. Damn, I haven't been this horny in a long time. What is going on with my panties? They feel too small in the front. I latch the deadbolt and walk over to the large mirror to examine the front of my shorts for cause of the problem. Ken slips up behind me and puts his hands under my sweater. He cups my big breasts and runs his hands over my flat tummy. Then he deftly unsnaps the clasp of my bra, setting my firm tits free. His strong hands run over my tits, caressing them. Then Ken starts working on my big nipples. Rolling them between his thumbs and index fingers. I feel jolts of pleasure shoot through me. Each time he pinches one of my nipples I can feel a corresponding tingle in my crotch. Things don't feel normal down there. I can't say it feels bad, it's just so different. Damn it, I feel like my clit is so swollen it is sticking out the top of my panties. And it seems to keep growing with each pinch of my nipples Ken makes. He is already hunching into my ass, but I can't feel his wonderful cock yet.

Ken, Part 3

Kristy gets off my lap to lock the front door. I look down at my lap, damn I should have an erection by now. I don't want to disappoint her. I've never had that happen before and I am sure it won't now. I ease out of the chair and walk up behind Kristy as she looks at herself in the mirror. I run my hands around to her smooth flat tummy. Wow, she has such a hot body.

I cup her heavy tits and then pull back behind her back to unsnap her bra.

I slide my hands under her bra cups to fondle those wonderful melons. They are so firm and full. I pinch her large nipples, making them fully erect. Kristy is rocking her round ass back into my crotch. I feel a warm sensation of pleasure spreading out from between my legs. I still can't feel my erection, but it'll be ready soon enough. Kristy moans and breathes heavy as I continuing to caress those sexy tits. I slide my left hand down her smooth tummy to the top of her shorts. Then a few inches deeper, when suddenly my fingers encounter something very wrong and I begin to pull my hand back.

"Keep going." Kristy moans. She pushes my hand down further with her left hand. Instead of sliding through her neatly trimmed patch of pubic hair my fingers run into something fleshy, hard and hot. As Kristy forces my hand down into her shorts, my fingers slip naturally around what can only be a large erect cock!

I pull my hand out and move back a few steps from Kristy.

"Kristy? What is that? Don't tell me you are really a guy? Please tell me it isn't so!" I lament as she feels up her own cock with both hands.

"No Ken, I don't know what's going on here. I am not a guy. And I have never had a cock before." She says, "But I have to tell you this feels great. Wow I have an erection and it's so big!" Kristy walks over to me, putting her arms around me. I feel as if I'm in a trance as she unsnaps and unzips my shorts. Her left-hand slides into my underwear... Suddenly I feel a strange sensation. Oh wow, it's so good that I begin to hunch her hand.

"Mmmmmmmm..." I say as Kristy rubs my crotch.

"Ken honey I got news for you. You have a pussy and you are so wet." Kristy says, "Can you feel me fingering you?" she asks as she rubs her rock hard cock into my hip while her fingers drive me wild.

Sandy, Part 2

I glance up from my work to the clock on my desk. It's 10:30 already and Ken has been at the slut's shop for 30 minutes. The statue should have started its devious work by now. I plan to drive over to her shop so as to arrive at about 11:00. That will give the talisman an hour to complete the changes to them. I should be able to surprise them and have them both under my thumb quickly once they realize I control the only means for them to change back to themselves. I can't even imagine what is going on over there right now. They might be freaked out of their minds or they may be screwing like rabbits. This is to distracting, I can not concentrate on my work any longer. I walk out of my office and down the hall to the break room for another cup of coffee.

Kristy, Part 3

Ken has his hands all over my turned on body. One of his hands dips into my shorts and touches my swollen clit. Wow, that felt cool. I take his hand in mine and push him back into my shorts. Oh my, I feel his fingers wrap around my erect clit and it feels so good. Damn it, how can my clit be so big. Ken is gripping it with his hand stroking it like a cock. I can feel as my clit swells even more as he massages it. I glance down and catch a glimpse of the top 3 inches above where he is grasping it. It's huge, and has a head just like a cock.

Shit! I've grown a cock! I think to myself, but I want to fuck Ken so bad it doesn't bother me that my pussy is gone. Over all I feel so good, in fact I feel great.

Ken steps back away from me. I explore my new male sex organs as he watches me.

"Kristy? What is that? Don't tell me you are really a guy? Please tell me it isn't so!" Ken nearly cries.

"No Ken, I don't know what's going on here. I am not a guy. And I have never had a cock before." I say, "But I have to tell you this feels great. Wow I have an erection and it's so big!" I ease over next to him and slip his shorts off. Then I slide one hand down into his underwear. Just as I suspected, Ken has a pussy now. I run my fingers through his neatly trimmed pubic hair to his cunt. As I slip a finger into him I find he is soaking wet and slick. I trace circles around his little clit with my finger and he involuntarily begins to hunch my hand.

"Mmmmmmmm..." he moans.

I grind my rock-hard cock into his hip as I stand next to him. I keep stripping his clothes off in between finger jabs. And finally get my own off too. Not to be out done by my newly acquired cock, my nipples are rock hard too. I am such an odd but fantastically erotic image in the mirror. I look at myself, slender big-breasted brunette with a rock hard 9-inch cock.

Ken walks up behind me and slips his arms around me. He cups my heavy tits with his hands. Then he slips a hand down to grasp the rigid shaft of my cock. I almost came right then and there. I turn around and kiss him passionately, then say,

"Hold on Ken I have a sleeping bag we can spread on the floor." I'm back in a second and the two of us are naked on the floor. A sudden urge hits me...

"Ken, darling lay back I want you to feel what having your pussy eaten is like." I say as I push him back and ease down between his legs. Just before I put my tongue in him I notice his pubic hair is trimmed close and neat and just like mine. How odd. Things really began to change fast once I started eating his pussy. It got a lot more intense and confusing. But it felt so good I just went with the flow.

Ken, Part 4

Kristy's fingers were driving me wild as she fingered my pussy. Damn! My pussy what am I thinking. I'm not a girl! But I just couldn't seem to resist and it felt so damn good. Soon she had me totally undressed and had her clothes off too. Wow, she looked like some shemale goddess. Big firm breasts with large erect nipples and a cock as big as the one I had just minutes before. Amazingly, it looked a lot like my old cock.

Kristy was admiring her new cock in the mirror as I walked up behind her and cupped those big tits. Normally, my cock would have been rock hard and I'd be shoving it into her rear end. But she has the cock now. I dropped one hand to grasp her rock-hard shaft. Feelings of desire for that long hard cock filled my mind even though at the same time touching someone else's dick revolted a small part of me. Kristy suggested she get a sleeping bag for us and soon we were naked together on it.

We kissed and fondled a little then she told me she wanted to show me what having my pussy eaten felt like. At that point things began to get blurry and things changed for us even more.

I lost all control as Kristy's mouth encircled my clit and her tongue slipped into my pussy. At some point as she drove me toward cumming, I lost all my body hair and I could feel myself becoming physically smaller and thinner. As I approach an orgasm I notice I had large brown erect nipples on my slender hairless chest. I fondled and pinched them, sending more female pleasure to my overloaded male mind. This helped push me over the edge causing waves of female orgasmic pleasure to roll over me. I bucked my hips against Kristy's mouth as she licked and sucked my cunt. Oh .....

As I lay there in the glow of that first female orgasm Kristy eased up to suck on my nipples. In a moment she kissed me on the lips and as she leaned back a bit she seemed bigger. Yes, no doubt about it she was bigger and had packed on some muscle all over. I was so busy wondering over her newly grown muscles and physical size or I'd have known what was coming.

Kristy, Part 4

Wow, Ken loves having his pussy eaten. He moans and groans and bucks his hips as I lick his pussy and suck his tiny clit. I can feel myself swelling and growing all over as I drive Ken to an orgasm. My arms seem so big and muscular and even my legs have swollen to man size. But Ken, all his body hair is gone, he seems so small now, slender and soft. As he lies there after his first girlie orgasm I find his nipples have grown. I suck both of the big brown things till they are standing erect. He moans and smiles at me. Damn I feel so big and strong as I look down at him. I'm feeling an overpowering urge to ram my big cock into this slender young woman lying before me. My cock swells to even more hardness as I position the head on Ken's sloppy wet pussy lips. With one push I slide it into him. WOW! That is so so good. His cunt is wet, slick and warm so I keep driving into him inch by wide inch. When I have my dick in to the hilt I start pumping it into him. It seems like with each stroke he becomes more of a woman. With each pump his breasts seem bigger until they are big firm tits like mine. Shit he is becoming me! I see what is happening but it too late to stop myself, it just feels to good. I must cum in his cunt. I feel my own first male orgasm approaching, with each stroke I feel myself growing, becoming more masculine. And not just any male, I am irresistibly becoming a duplicate Ken. With the thought that I am now the man I was just so recently hot for, my cum gushes from my huge cock into Ken's pussy. It seems like I cum gallons as it runs out of him and down his cute ass.

Ken, Part 5

While I ran my hands over Kristy and marveled at how big and muscular she has become, I feel something big and wide pressing against my slick pussy lips. Damn it, she is trying to slip her big cock into me. My girl friend has a big dick and she is trying to fuck me with it! With a flex of her hips, the head of her cock spreads my pussy lips and she enters me. Oh wow, that feels good. She keeps pushing it into me until I feel like I can't take another inch. Then when she bottoms out, Kristy begins to stroke it to me in a regular rhythm. The feeling of her massive member totally filling me is another new sensation assailing my poor male mind. I love the feeling of completely being stuffed full of a man's big dick. Kristy really begins to pump it to me. I can feel myself continuing to change. Soon large firm tits sway on my chest as she pounds her cock into my cunt. Some strands of my long brown hair drape over my shoulders and down to my tits. I grasp her ass and pull her into me harder. As I hold onto her firm butt, I wonder when did she become so rock hard muscular. A small part of my mind notices she looks an awful lot like my old self. Even in the throes of the intense feminine passion I'm able to deduce that she is becoming me, and I am becoming her. As a powerful female orgasm rocks my addled male mind I realize I am now Kristy and she has been changed into Ken.

In a few moments I feel her cock stiffen even more and the head swells inside me, making me gasp. Then she begins to pump gobs of hot cum into my pussy. This makes me orgasm again. Wow, this is wonderful. As I lie there I can feel her cum running out of me and down my ass to pool on the sleeping bag.

Ken and Kristy

As the two changelings lie together they discuss their predicament.

"Wow, how did this happen Ken?" Kristy says in Ken's voice.

"I was hoping you would know. Because I sure don't know. But I do know we need to get changed back somehow, and soon!" Ken answers in Kristy's feminine voice. "Lets get cleaned up and decide what to do." She says as she disappears behind the counter and comes back with a few towels and wet wash cloths. As Kristy cleans the cum and pussy juice from he flaccid penis, Ken states,

"I've got your cum all over me. I feel like I need a shower."

"Now, what about clothes? I certainly can't wear those since I look like you now." She says pointing at the pile of her clothes on the floor.

"Well, I am not dressing like a girl. But I can't wear my old ones since they'd be way too big." Ken laments.

Kristy just starts putting on his old clothes. First the jockey shorts, then the shorts and the shirt and shoes. She picks up his watch and rings where they fell when his slender wrist and fingers couldn't hold them. She puts them on and his shoes on.

"Ta da! How do I look? Can I pass for you?" Kristy teases him.

"Stop it Kristy. And you know you look just like me. Damn it, I guess its either go naked or where your stuff." He says. Ken can't believe what has happened to him in the last hour but this sort of tops it. He steps into Kristy's pink bikini panties and pulls them up. Then he puts on the matching pink VS bra he so recently had removed from her. Kristy hands him her shorts and sweater. He dons these, then slips his small feet into her sandals and walks to the mirror to brush out his long brown hair.

"Don't forget your rings." Kristy says sliding two of her favorite rings onto his fingers.

"Gee thanks." He mutters.

"You are still wearing that man's necklace. Are you going to keep it?" she asks.

"Yes, I think it looks fine." Ken answers.

Just then there is a hard knock at the front door.

"You better go see who it is Ken. At least you look like you own this place." Kristy says.

"Why not you? You think you are the man now, go see who it is." Ken replies.

"Ken, you look like Kristy and you sound like Kristy. If it's someone for me just write down what they want. Pretend you are me." She states forcefully.

Ken realizes he has no choice but hopes he doesn't have to pretend he is Kristy for very much longer. He walks to the front door, his big tits jiggling distracting his confused mind. When he gets to the front door he sees that it's Sandy, but she has seen him, so it is too late to hide. Ken opens the door and Sandy walks in smiling at him. He has a sinking feeling...

To be continued.

Chapter 2, Sandy Takes Charge

This is the second part of Sandy, Kristy and Ken's story of flirting, jealousy and revenge. In this chapter the transformations that Ken and Kristy underwent in chapter 1 take root in the changelings minds affecting mannerisms, desires and instincts. Also, unknown to Sandy the talisman had further reaching affects on Ken and Kristy. The most obvious is the ten-fold increase in their already substantial libidos. Less obvious is the size of Kristy's new penis. Ken's penis was large, about 8 inches, but Kristy is sporting a good 9.5 to 10 inches. Additionally, where Kristy's lovely breasts were due to saline implants, Ken's are all natural and every bit as perfect.

By Jane Steele

Sandy opens the door after either Ken or Kristy unlocks it, since she isn't sure if the talisman she planted worked or not she can't tell who is who yet. As she walks in the door she notices the man's necklace around Kristy's neck. Sandy had given Ken that necklace for his birthday a few years back. That is enough evidence for Sandy and she walks boldly into the main room of the salon. Ken follows closely behind her. Sandy sweeps the room with her eyes, spots the ugly statue and quickly grabs it and dumps it into the velvet bag that will inhibit it from making any further transformations. The old woman she had purchased the magical device from had highly recommended that people not be exposed to its power for more than an hour or two. She hadn't elaborated on the consequences but had been most adamant about it.

"Hey, you bitch that belongs to me." Kristy says. Sandy smiles at Ken's voice with Kristy's inflections in it.

"Well, that is proof that the talisman worked isn't it? I guess I can't call you bitch since you are now a man. Actually, I am the one who sent it to you so I am repossessing it." Sandy says, taking charge of the situation. " This is punishment for both of you but mainly for Ken. He's going to find out what it's like to be a woman for a while."

When Sandy's statements sink into their confused minds, both Ken and Kristy begin to protest loudly.

"Shut up! If you two don't do exactly as I tell you I won't change you back.

Ken you can spend the rest of your life as a big-breasted bimbo. And Kristy, you'll never get that precious slutty body of yours back." Sandy says. Both her husband and his girlfriend clam up with a worried look on their faces. She smiles to herself seeing their reactions.

"What do you want from me? I can understand you punishing Ken but why me?" Kristy asks. Then looks down at her very male body. " I can't make a living here at my shop looking like this. "

"Because you are the one who returned his flirtation and you let him seduce you. So you get to have a male body until I say you can change back. Get used to the idea, at least for a week or two." Sandy snarls back. "Just put out your closed sign. Got it?"

They both nod their heads in submission to Sandy and the predicament they have gotten themselves into.

"OK, here is what we are going to do. Both of you are coming back to our house so I can keep an eye on you until I decide you deserve to be turned back into your old selves. Ken you will need some clothes and other essential female items for that sexy body of yours. Ken take Kristy's purse and keys and drive the Honda. Kristy, you'll take the Z3 and Ken's wallet so you'll have the right ID with you. We'll follow you to your place so you can pack dear Ken some panties, bras and other things. Get enough clothes for at least a week. After that we can wash them if you two are still being punished. Once we have everything he needs we will all drive to our house."

Sandy says.

After a little grumbling and confused swapping of keys and Ken giving Kristy instructions not to wreck his Z3 they all head off down the road. The 3 of them walk into Kristy's condo, Ken and Sandy wait in the living room while Kristy grabs a bag and begins to stuff the necessities into it.

"Be sure to get a swim suit or two for the pool, a thong would be great. Also pack Ken some of your sexiest and skimpiest clothes. I want him to experience being on display as a sex object." Sandy orders.

Soon the threesome is off again and arrives shortly at the Woodhall's large home in the suburbs. Sandy puts Kristy in the guestroom furthest from her and Ken's bedroom, and surprises Ken by putting him in the bedroom just down the hall from their old bedroom.

"I just assumed I'd be sleeping in there." He says pointing down to the master bedroom.

"Why would you think that? Look at yourself, you are a woman now and I don't think I need to sleep with someone who looks like a nympho slut." Sandy explains.

"But I'm still your husband inside this female body you have forced on me." Ken counters.

"Look Ken, just do as you're told or you'll be that way a long time." Sandy says and walks off to the kitchen to get something going for lunch.

Ken and Kristy get settled into their rooms and a minor amount of peace falls over the house.

Kristy, Part 1

Wow, this isn't a bad room. I have my own bathroom with a shower and a queen-size bed. The large window looks out on the pool area. The Woodhall's certainly have a nice home. I didn't realize Ken was so well off.

The closet has men's clothes in it and the drawers of the dresser have men's briefs and sox. Looks like Sandy had this all worked out. I still can't believe the reflection in the dresser's mirror is really me. I feel so big, so tall and strong. I haven't had a chance yet to get a good look at myself so I lock the door and strip off my shirt and jeans. My new body is a duplicate of Ken's but I hadn't seen him naked yet, so this is all new to me in more ways than one. My finely muscled body is hairless except for a small amount of blonde fuzz on my hard chest. As I run both hands over my chest it feels so flat, but I know its muscles are well defined. My tummy is rock hard and devoid of fat. Then my eyes rest on my crotch. My cock seems so big to me but right now it is only semi-erect. Its feels so different from the warm wetness of the pussy I used to have. Thoughts pop into my head of what Ken and I had done back at my shop this morning. The feeling of plunging my rock-hard cock into Ken's wet pussy was wonderful. My cock begins to lengthen and harden as I think about our love making session. Soon I'm rock hard and it's standing at stiff attention. Damn, it must be 9 or 10 inches long! I grasp it in my hand and it looks big even compared to my large male hands. It feels so thick and heavy in my hand. A few inches still stick out even as I put the other hand around its large shaft. I am so turned on as I continue to imagine Ken with his legs spread for me. In my imagination I am pounding my rock hard cock into his pussy. He moans and groans to the rhythm of my thrusts. The feeling of the strength of my male body and the power it gives me over him is intoxicating.

I cum and splatter the mirror with gobs of my hot cum.

I look at myself in the mirror and smile. Maybe I can slip into his room tonight and get in his panties again. So being a man for a little while might be fun after all. I look through the clothes in one of the drawers and find a pair of swim trunks. I slip them on and find my way out to the pool.

It feels so odd to be topless but I don't have those big tits anymore so I guess it doesn't matter.

Ken, Part 1

The bedroom Sandy has allocated to me is the biggest of the three guestrooms. It even has a balcony looking out to the pool area. I slowly unpack the clothes Kristy has picked up for me. She took Sandy's suggestion to heart when picking them out. Everything is either small or involves thin clingy fabric. I hang up the items that would wrinkle and the panties and bras I put in the dresser drawers.

There is a full-length mirror on the outside of my bathroom door and I use it to examine what Sandy has done to me. Damn it, she did a good job. As far as I can tell I am an exact duplicate of Kristy. I slowly disrobe to get a better view of myself. I take my bra off and those big breasts that attracted me so to Kristy jiggle free. They are so big, firm and round. How big are my tits? I think to myself reaching for my bra. The tag says 36 DD cup! Well I always loved big firm tits and now I have a set of my own. My nipples are large, brown and conical shaped. My breasts are the best features of my new body, but the rest is good too. I'm slender with a nice firm ass and a flat tummy. My legs are long and very well shaped. Looks like Kristy worked out a lot and took pride in herself. My large brown eyes dominate my pretty face and my long brown hair reaches a third of the way down my slim back.

I stand there cupping my breasts and wondering how I could have let Kristy use my former body to fuck me this morning. Once she began to eat this new pussy of mine I was out of control. I'm rolling my erect nipples between my thumbs and index fingers when I sense a presence in my room. Two small soft hands reach around me from behind and cup my tits.

"Playing with your new equipment Ken? Careful it can be habit forming!" Sandy says with obvious mirth in her voice.

"Sandy what are you doing?" I ask as the sensations of her caressing my breasts fill my head.

"What? Can't a girl play with her hubby's tits? Don't you like it Ken?" She uses her own fingers on my nipples and her caresses make me hunch my ass back into her. "Oh yeah, you love it bitch. Don't you?"

"I can't help myself. You should know how good it feels." I managed to say softly my body clouds my male mind with overwhelming female sensations. Sandy has had a couple of bisexual experiences in college and we had often fantasized during sex about having another woman over for a threesome. I guess I am going to be that woman!

Sandy pulls away from me long enough to close and lock the door. She removes her shorts and blouse, then her bra and panties. She walks over to me with those gorgeous breasts of hers jiggling in time to her steps. I was 4 inches taller than she was but now we are about the same height. She eases close enough for our erect nipples and tits to touch. Oh my, that feels so good my knees get weak.

"I see why you were so eager to fuck Kristy. She was a very sexy bitch, but now it's my turn to fuck a sexy bitch. And guess what? You are her Ken, or maybe I'll just call you Kristy." Sandy smiles as her hands find my tits again.

My wife puts one hand behind my head and holds me while she kisses me roughly. In my present state she is a more muscular than I am, and she takes full advantage of it. Sandy forcefully pushes me back to the bed and then down on my back. She sucks and nibbles on my big tits for a little while then she moves to my pussy and zeros in on my tiny clit. I am wiggling and hunching my hips as she assumes a 69 position and forces her wet pussy down on my lips.

"Eat my wet pussy bitch." She orders. I don't have to be told twice and beginning licking and sucking her small erect clit. My first orgasm builds and washes over me as I'm licking her cunt. Then she gets up quickly and walks over to the dresser, leaving me fondling my tits on the bed.

"I've got something for you, and I know you will love it." She says donning a large realistic strap on dildo.

My eyes are fixed on that big thing protruding from my wife's crotch as she moves into position between my spread legs. In one easy motion she places the head on my wet pussy lips and begins to penetrate me. I know my new body craves this. To be impaled on a massive cock feels so good! Sandy slides more and more into me and I respond by wrapping my legs around her.

"You like my cock, bitch? How does it feel to have your wife fuck your cunt, bitch?" My wife asks as she drives me to another orgasm. All I can do is moan in response.

The orgasms seem constant for a while then I feel Sandy tense and ram her strap on cock deep into me as she finishes cumming. Then my wife dismounts me, pulling her strap on out. I lay back on the bed spent and quivering from what she has done to me. She stands at the end of the bed with a satisfied expression on her pretty face.

"You are a pretty good fuck, bitch." She says as she strokes one of my breasts. "I had fun, maybe I'll keep you this way." Sandy laughs as she leaves me alone to wonder about her last statement.

Kristy, Part 2

I'm relaxing out at the pool when Sandy walks out for a swim. She is wearing a yellow thong bikini that reveals almost all of her sexy body. The fabric of the top barely covers the nipples on her large firm tits. I hadn't really noticed how attractive Ken's wife was before. I smile to myself, realizing that my current viewpoint is a hell of a lot different. After all, I'm' now a duplicate of the man she has been married to for 7 years.

"Hi Sandy." I offer.

"Hi Kristy. Enjoying yourself out her by the pool I see." She says as she tests the water with a perfectly formed foot.

I feel my new cock stir in my trunks as I watch Sandy jiggling around the pool as she makes ready to dive in. This cock of mine seems to get hard at the drop of a hat and watching Ken's sexy wife parade around almost naked is sure doing it for me. She walks by where I am laying on a lounge chair and glances down at me.

"From appearances you are enjoying watching me." She states. Her eyes flick toward my trunks were my boner is making quite a tent in my trunks.

"Well, can I help it if this body reacts to you that way?" I lie not wanting to admit I am so attracted to another woman. She smiles again and dives in, coming up near her lounge chair and situates herself for a little sun.

I lie back and close my eyes hoping to get this male body under control rather than let it control me. But my thoughts keep coming back to the gorgeous babe in the lounge chair. In my minds eye I can see the two of us making love on a blanket by the pool. When I open my eyes to vanquish those images I see she is trying to put suntan lotion on her back. On instinct I jump up and move over next to her and offer my aid.

"Here Sandy, let me do that for you." I offer.

Surprisingly she accepts my offer and I squeeze some of the slick liquid into my hands and onto her back. I rub it into the areas I can easily get too, even down the back of her nice legs. When the back strap of her bikini top gets in my way I deftly untie it. At this point I am not even thinking.

My penis is doing all the thinking and I'm doing my best to get into Sandy panties, well her thong. I keep up a steady rhythm making it as sensual as I can. Sandy moans with each stroke and seems to be really getting to the mood. My cock is rock hard and I want to just rip her thong off and make love to her right now. But...

"Ok Kristy, that's enough. You are getting me all worked up and you may look like my husband Ken, but you aren't him." Sandy says. "Thanks for the back rub, it was great."

"But Sandy I need you." I plead. "I promise you'll love it."

"I think you better go get a cold shower or something to cool yourself off because you aren't getting any from me." She states flatly.

I grab my towel and walk off toward the house, my rigid and unsatisfied cock pointing the way.

Ken, Part 2

I woke to the afternoon sunshine hitting the bed I was laying on. I guess I must have drifted off to sleep after my little fun session with Sandy. The little clock on the nightstand said 3:39. I eased out of bed and stood stretching in front of the mirror. Damn this body is amazing. How can such a slender woman have such big firm tits? I'm having trouble getting awake, so, I decide to take a shower. I adjust the water to a nice temperature and step in. I'm just standing letting the warm soft flow of water cascade over my big breasts when I'm startled by a man opening the shower door and stepping in with me. Then I realize, of course, that it is Kristy.

"Hi babe, want some company? Or maybe a little help washing that perfect body?" She asks in my familiar old voice. As she embraces me from behind.

Without giving me a chance to say a word she takes the bar and begins to soap me up. Her big cock is quite hard, and she slides it up and down the crack of my round ass as she lathers up my tits. I suppose it's a sign of how much I've changed, but I don't even offer a protest.

"I was out by the pool watching that sexy wife of yours parade around in her tiny thong bikini. I didn't know she was so sexy. She got me so hot, then she wouldn't let me have a chance with her." She says

Shit! My girlfriend was trying to get into my wife's panties!

Kristy pays special attention to my now erect nipples, swirling her soapy fingers all around them. She begins to whisper in my ear as she fondles me.

"I want to make love to you Ken. You are so sexy and gorgeous. Doesn't my big dick feel good?" She keeps asking that questions until I moan out a "Yes...."

She turns me around and looks down into my eyes as I look up at her handsome face. Then she savagely kisses me, forcing her tongue into my mouth. Then I feel her strong hands on my soft shoulders.

"OK, get down on you knees bitch!" Kristy says, forcing me to kneel in front of her on the shower tiles. I just didn't have the strength or will to resist her. I'm now eye to eye with her massive member. In the back of my mind a few rational thoughts question the size of her cock.

"If she is supposed to be a duplicate of me, why is her cock so big? I don't recall my cock ever being this long or thick. I mean it looks identical, same vein pattern, same shape. Just bigger and longer" I think.

Then she ends my musing by putting both of her hands on the back of my head and pulling my head toward her waiting penis. My nose catches a whiff of its musty odor and my female body betrays me again. I'm hit by an overwhelming urge to take it in my mouth, to lick and suck it till she cums all over me. I proceed to treat like my personal lolly pop.

"Oh yeah babe. That is so good!" Kristy moans as she hunches it into my open mouth.

I lick the shaft from the tip down to the base at her big balls. Then back Again, to lick off a drop of precum. The head of her cock swells as I take it in my mouth again and she holds my head still and her cock tenses then she shoots a huge amount of cum into my mouth. I swallow some, but most runs out to dribble onto my tits. Damn, what I just did makes me feel like a slut but I love it.

"Stand up Ken." Kristy says, "Turn around and lean over a bit."

I know what she is about to do but my body craves it. I lean over and grab the chrome bar on the side of the shower.

"Ok, spread those lovely legs babe. Yeah just right." Kristy instructs me.

Now I am standing up, but leaning over with my feet spread apart and my pussy is in perfect position for her to take me from behind. With her left hand on my left hip, I first feel one of her big fingers enter me and play with my little clit. Then she shoves two big fingers up my pussy.

"Oh yeah, you are so wet bitch." Kristy says with desire in her male voice. "Do you want me to fuck you bitch?"

She strokes her fingers in and out in an ever-increasing rhythm. I hunch my hips in time to her fingers.

"Oh yeah, I see you are ready. But you must ask me to fuck you. Go ahead bitch, ask me, beg me." Kristy orders.

When I don't say anything she pulls her fingers out and steps back. This makes me moan and whimper for more. Oh hell, I want it so badly.

"You do want it don't you bitch?" She asks.

"Yes" is all I can utter in reply.

"Then ask me to fuck you, no wait beg me to stick my dick in you." She orders again.

"Kristy, please fuck me. I want you to put your cock in my pussy." I plead.

Her sexual stamina is amazing and she is still rock hard. I feel her place the head of it on my slick lips. But she doesn't enter me, and I wiggle my hips trying to get it in me.

"No bitch that wasn't enough. You asked Kristy to fuck you, but that wasn't right. I look like Ken now, so I want you to call me Ken. I'm the man and you are the woman now, so bitch, I want you to call me by a man's name." She demands.

Oh, fuck, what was Kristy up to? Was that body actually beginning to go to her head and make her think she was me? But I could barely think at all. All I knew was I wanted this person whoever he was to put that wonderful cock me.

"Oh Ken, please fuck me baby." I gave in. "I want you to fuck me."

"Ok Kristy." she says with a smile. Then I feel that huge cock enters me and I go wild. I grip the bar as he/she pounds that cock into my pussy. I feel my mind twist and my perception of HER becomes HIM. I don't know how I'd feel once we were done, but right now she was a he and I loved every inch of him inside me.

I don't know how long I gripped that chrome bar as he pounded my pussy. But I came multiple times then I felt him stiffen even more inside me and he gushed a hot load of his sperm into me. His orgasm was so savage that it made me cum again. After he finished cumming I stood there with his softening dick in me and his cum running down my legs. He patted my ass and kissed me on the shoulder as he pulled it out.

"Thanks babe. You are a great fuck." He says as he leaves me alone in the shower.

Later, in the den...

Kristy is sitting on the sofa watching a baseball game wondering to herself why she suddenly enjoys this game.

Ken is sitting in a chair a little away from Kristy, thumbing through a Playgirl magazine he didn't mean to pick up but can't seem to put down.

Sandy comes strolling in from the pool.

"Hey guys we are going out to dinner tonight, so let's get ready. Kristy put on something casual and Ken I'll help you pick something sexy." Sandy says.

"Great, I'm starved Sandy." Kristy says. "Where do you want to go?"

"How about Rocko's? We can eat, drink and even dance there. I can't wait to see Ken in your arms on the dance floor." Sandy teases.

"Come on Sandy. You're making me crazy with this. Can't you swap us back now?" I ask.

"Look Ken, this is supposed to be punishment for you. You can't end it just because you ask or because you are tired of it. It'll be over when I am satisfied you have learned a lesson." She says as she heads sup stairs to change.

Ken and Kristy follow her and go to their rooms to get ready. Sandy picks out a thin summer dress for Ken to wear that's reveals large amounts of his generous cleavage. She even helps him get his make-up and hair right. Sandy is very pleased with the result and even Ken has to admire his lovely reflection on the mirror.

In the car in route to the restaurant, Ken is in the backseat; Kristy being the man now is driving. Sandy sits beside her in the front.

Kristy quietly says to Sandy, "Rocko's might be an interesting place for Ken."

"Why is that?" Sandy asks.

"Well, one of my closest boyfriends goes there all the time for a beer or two. If he sees Ken he will think it's me. It might get kind of interesting to see how Ken handles a big horny guy like Mark." She answers.'

"Oh wow, that will be cool. Maybe he will try to get in Ken panties." Sandy smiles. "Let's be sure they dance together."

They are soon at the club and after a short wait get a good booth near the dance floor.

Ken, Part 3

I still can't understand how Sandy talked me into wearing this tiny dress I have on. I feel naked and every man in the place is looking at me. No wait, not looking they are staring at me, especially my tits. I couldn't quite hear what Sandy and Kristy were whispering about in the car on the way over.

I'm sure it was about me. Damn I hope those two aren't getting too close.

We order some drinks, Kristy has a large beer and Sandy and I have Margaritas. We are all on our second drink when the band starts playing and surprisingly they are very good. We'd just ordered our third round when this guy across the room does a double take at me, then he comes over to me smiling.

"Hi Kristy, I'm glad you are here since you stood me up for lunch today. Who are you with?" he says looking at Kristy and Ken.

Kristy jumps in the pause.

"Hi, you must be Mark. Kristy told us about you." She stands to shake Mark's hand. "I'm Ken and this is my wife Sandy." Kristy gives me a wink.

"Hello Ken, Sandy. Good to meet you folks." Mark answers.

"Won't you join us?" Sandy says smiling at me.

"I'd love too. Thanks." And he sits down very close to me on the semi-circle booth we are in.

"So you guys are friends of Kristy's or relatives?" Mark says as one of his hands disappear below the table.

"No, not relatives. Kristy cuts my hair, that's how Sandy and I got to know her. We are both very close to her." Ken says.

Quickly I find out where Mark's hand went. He is caressing my right thigh through the fabric of my dress. Oh hell, this body is attracted to him. And my nipples react very quickly by showing themselves under the front of my dress.

"I like her too." Mark says giving my knee a squeeze and caressing deeper toward my lovebox. "We have been dating on and off for a few months now. I am not so sure she likes me as much as I like her"

Just then the band begins a slow tune and Kristy says to Sandy.

"Come on babe, let's dance to this one." She says.

"I'd love to sir." Sandy answers then winks at me. "Mark, you and Kristy come on too."

"Come on gorgeous." Mark says taking my hand and pulling me toward the dance floor.

Already Kristy has her strong arms around my wife as they dance slowly around the floor. Then I have to pay attention as Mark sweeps me up in his arms and we begin to move together.

"I love holding you this way Kristy." He says to me.

"MMMMMmmm" I say to cover my lack of knowing what to say. But it does feel good to be held by a big strong handsome guy.

He doesn't speak again and the next time I see Kristy and Sandy they intentionally move close to us. Kristy has one hand cupping my wife's ass as they dance. What's worse is Sandy isn't making her stop and seems to be having fun. As I watch those two, Mark begins to nuzzle and nibble my neck sending electric chills down my spine. I close my eyes knowing I am trapped and trying to not let my body betray me too quickly. When I open them again, I see Kristy plainly doing the same to Sandy. Then Sandy sees me watching and winks at me. Kristy notices it and throws me a wink as she draws my wife into a slow passionate kiss. Damn! Kristy is trying to fuck my wife, I just know it. And from the looks of it Sandy is willing.

My next surprise is Mark's cock getting hard and erect as he grinds it into me as we dance.

"You like the way that feels honey? I want to make love to you all night long. You are so beautiful and sexy." He whispers to me.

Kristy, Part 3

I am so hot for this gorgeous blonde I am dancing with. All I can think of is getting her in bed tonight, and soon. I'm so turned on right now I want to fuck her right here on the dance floor. Having her husband watch me dance with her and kiss her is also a turn on. And knowing my boyfriend Mark is trying to fuck him right now is hilarious.

I turn my attention back to Sandy. My big cock is pressing into her flat perfect tummy as we dance.

"Can you feel that babe?" I ask her.

"God yes, Kristy. You're cock is huge. I think the talisman must have made a few improvements in you and Ken." She answers as she hunches a little into my cock.

The nipples on her big sexy tits are erect and pressing into my chest as we dance. I kiss her full on the mouth again and probe her with my tongue. Her tongue meets mine as we make out there on the floor.

"Sandy, darling I want you so bad. Let's go home." I say.

"Oh Kristy, you've got me so worked up and horny. I'm afraid if we go home now I'll tear my clothes off and beg you to fuck me." She says softly.

"Baby don't be afraid. I guarantee you will love it. Just follow your body's desires." I say leading her back to our table.

Ken and Mark are still out on the floor and they are making out just like sex starved teens. Looks like Ken wants Mark to fuck his pussy. When they see us at the table, they make their way over.

"Mark, Sandy and I are going home. Why don't you and Kristy come on back with us? Kristy has been staying with us anyway." I say, knowing I just sealed Ken's fate for the night.

"Sure, sounds great to me. Kristy can ride with me to show me how to get there." Mark says.

In the parking lot I open the door for Sandy and then hop in the driver's side. Sandy slides over and sits next to me on the seat. I crank the car and pull out into the road with one arm around her. As we ride Sandy plays with my hard cock. Then she unzips my Dockers and pulls the big boy out.

"Oh baby, its huge! Oh, god I love it, it's 2 or 3 inches longer than Ken's was." Sandy says just as her lips descend onto me.

She sits up as we slow at the turn into our driveway. I glance down and her lipstick is all over the head of my cock. I quickly tuck it back into my pants as Mark and Ken pull up right behind us. Once inside the house the four of us settle in the den for a few drinks and some conversation. It's cool to see Ken act like a girl for Mark. He seems to be in Mark's total control. Mark's hands are all over that sensual body of Ken's. Damn his nipples look like they are gonna pop through that dress. Sandy notices my look and punches me.

"Hey, stop looking at that bitch and pay attention to me." She teases.

I take my cue from that and stand up, my boner very obvious in my slacks.

"Mark, Kristy. My lovely wife and I are off to bed, we have something to take care of." I say as I pull Sandy to her feet. "Come on sweetheart" We kiss passionately right there in front of them and then I lead her to the stairs. I sweep her up in my strong arms and carry her up the stairs to her bedroom.

Ken, Part 4

Kristy just seduced my wife and physically carried her up the stairs to the bedroom. And she had a raging hard on just to show what her intentions were. Now I am alone in the den with Mark. He has been all over me since our first dance back at the club. As Mark starts sliding my dress up I have to wonder about how far this can go. Kristy has my body, well sort of if you don't count her huge cock. And I a look like Kristy did. Now she is upstairs fucking my wife. And Sandy seemed to be enjoying every moment. Once she gets used to Kristy's big cock will she be satisfied with my smaller one? And if it couldn't get worse, here I am with Kristy's boyfriend and I can't help myself. It's as if my body was preprogrammed to react like I really am Kristy. I can't help myself, I want Mark to make love to me. I need it, not just want it. Oh shit, what if Kristy takes my place as Sandy's husband and I become Kristy. Even as these strangely erotic thoughts flow through my head I stand up in front of Mark. I pull off my dress, then walk to the foot of the stairs.

"Come on lover." I say taking my bra off and throwing it at him.

At the top of the stairs I step out of my panties and toss them down at him as he ascends the stairs after me. When he reaches the top of the stairs I take him by the hand and lead him to my room. Then he takes the lead. Mark is gentle and pays attention to every sensitive spot on my body. Once again, I am on autopilot, my body just reacts and does things with out me controlling it. Mark is good but he isn't as big as Kristy and his cock is shorter. But he still makes me come over and over. The orgasms are so good I have to fear getting addicted to sex as a woman. If I went back to be a man, would I be disappointed with sex? Or will having been a sexy woman for a while change my sexual preference to men, even when I go back to being a man?

But then Mark's cock drives these and ever other thought from my head. He pounds me until I cum for the third time.

As I lay there in his arms afterwards, Mark has fallen asleep. Down the hall I can hear Sandy moaning and occasionally screaming as Kristy drives her wild. Kristy's deeper voice can be heard as soft grunts and a few bellows as she fills my wife with cum. I fall asleep listening to them and my sleep is disturbed by dreams of being a bridesmaid at a ceremony where Sandy and Kristy renew the vows Sandy and I took a few years ago.

The end of Chapter 2. Stay tuned...

Flirting Can Be Hazardous to Your Health, Part 3: Who's In Charge Now?

By Jane Steele

To those who emailed me asking for part 3, I apologize for being so long in getting this installment to you. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.

Jane janesteele10@hotmail.com ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

Ken

I awoke to the morning sun coming in through the French doors that lead out to the balcony. Slowly I floated up to consciousness from a deep restful sleep. I smiled as I remembered how Mark had made wonderful love to me last night. Without opening my eyes, I felt around the bed for him, but I was alone. The disappointment of finding myself alone brought my real memories crashing in on me. I wasn't a young woman in love, I was a man whose wife had forced him to exchange bodies with his girlfriend. Even as I thought this I found I was still disappointed that Mark had left me in the night. As I went over last nights events a suspicion came to mind that Sandy and Kristy had set me up by taking me to a club they knew Mark frequented. After Kristy had carried my wife up the stairs in her arms they had sure been loud with their lovemaking. I was jealous and turned on all at the same time. Damn it all to hell, why did Sandy do this to us? Being a man in a woman's body is so confusing.

I got up and stepped into the bathroom. I brushed through my long brown hair, washed my face trying to avoid my distracting reflection in the vanity mirror. When I finished getting my makeup off I took stock of my new body, from my pretty face down to my neatly trimmed pubic hair. My large full and firm breasts accentuate my slightly tanned slender body. I cupped my perfect tits in my small hands and felt their weight as I lifted them a bit. I felt satisfaction at having such a sexy pair of tits. I slid my thumb and forefinger up the conical shape of each of my tits to my large brown nipples and rolled them gently between thumb and finger. Oh wow that felt so gooood... I close my eyes as I enjoy the feelings flowing from my large breasts. But the male part of my mind pushed those feminine thoughts to the back of my head. Back in the bedroom I slipped on a pair of Kristy's panties and a short sheer robe. I needed a cup of coffee so I went downstairs and got some started. My large breasts jiggle under my robe, keeping my nipples erect. After only a day as a woman this body still feels very alien to me. It jiggles and sways in the most distracting ways. I was reading yesterdays paper and half way through my first cup when I heard Sandy coming down the steps. She was looking for her morning coffee as well. Sandy was wearing a short blue satin nightie and her nice breasts jiggled as she walked toward the coffeepot.

"Good Morning honey," she said to me as she poured her coffee and then sat down at the breakfast nook table with me. "What an evening and night that was!"

"Yes, I can say I have never been picked up by a man at a club before. In fact, many of the things that happened last night at that club were a first." I agreed.

"Yep, you sure seemed to hit it off with Mark and he really has the hots' for you, or rather Kristy. Of course, he thinks you are her." Sandy laughed "You two had a good time not only at the club but here and he stayed with you until about 6:30 this morning. I saw his car pull out of the drive about then."

"Yeah, you know I couldn't control my urges when I met him. I bet you and Kristy planned that "chance" meeting between Mark and I last night." I said. Why were Sandy's nipples so rock hard right now?

"Well, we thought it was a good idea for you to meet a man just so you'd know what it was like." She smiled as she stated what I had suspected. "And from the looks of it you had a blast with Mark."

"Talk about me and Mark! I thought Kristy was going to make love to you right there on the dance floor. And when we got home she was all over you and you were encouraging her. Damn it Sandy, I went to sleep listening to you beg her to fuck you harder and deeper. I'd say you are the ones who had the best time." I said angrily.

"Now it's my turn to say I couldn't help myself. She did drive me crazy last night, she is so strong and has that big cock. Plus, damn it, she knows just what a woman wants. But this punishment for the two of you might be getting out of hand. She wants me to call her Ken now and for me to call you Kristy. It's all so confusing when I am with her." Sandy says.

"Then change us back now, before this goes any further..." I was interrupted by Kristy coming into the kitchen.

"Good morning girls." She said in a booming male voice. She was obviously feeling good this morning. She rubbed a strong hand across my shoulders. Then she kissed Sandy on the forehead as she made her way to the coffeepot. She was wearing a pair of my boxers and nothing else. Damn she looked great, her body was definitely mine but she looked like me on a good fitness program. She was truly buffed. I wanted to look away but my female body felt a strong sexual attraction to Kristy and was making me think about her in ways I knew were going to cause me trouble later. The thin material of her boxers didn't do much to hide her large male equipment.

"Good morning Kristy." I said and she shot me a frown. Why did she look at me that way? Then I recalled Sandy saying Kristy wanted to be called by Ken now.

Kristy pours herself a cup of coffee, "Sandy you were great last night. That was the best sex I've ever had, maybe being a man isn't so bad." Sandy enjoys the compliment and beams a smile at Kristy. She winks at me as she says this to my wife and I feel that strange mix of sexual arousal and jealousy flow over me.

Sandy gets up to pour herself another cup but Kristy intercepts her, wrapping my wife up in her muscular arms. With one hand on Sandy's firm ass and the other on her back Kristy pulls her close and kisses her passionately. Breaking the kiss she says, "Thanks again for last night you sexy sweetheart." Sandy virtually melts into Kristy's arms and she runs her hands over Kristy's manly body. Then placing both hands flat on Kristy's chest she pushes her away. "MMmmm.. Ken, I mean Kristy, enough. I have to take a shower and if you don't stop I'll be raping you right here in front of my husband."

Watching this play out I was surprised to find my right hand between my legs gently rubbing my little clit. My pussy was slippery and wet from seeing Kristy man handle my wife this way. Kristy doesn't immediately turn Sandy loose but holds her as she says, "You can call me Ken honey. After all, don't I look like him now? And if I look like him, then doesn't that make me your husband now?" Kristy looks over at me and further says, "That sexy babe over there sure doesn't look like your husband and he damn sure wasn't acting like it last night." My face must have turned red at that because she laughed and Sandy smiled.

"No I don't think my husband would have slept with Mark and much less enjoyed it so much." Sandy teased. "Now enough of this I have got to go shower." With that she pulled away from Kristy and went up stairs. Kristy stood there for a moment smirking at me and then came over to sit at the table with me. As soon as she sat down, I got up and went back to the counter near the coffeepot, pretending to top of my cup.

"What?? Don't tell me you are mad at me." She asked. I shot her a look she would have no trouble understanding as anger. "Come on, what is it? I don't want you to be mad at me." She said getting up and standing in front of me. With her standing so close I was having trouble keeping the angry look on my face. She was so finely muscled with less hair on her gorgeous male body than I had. I shook those distracting feminine thoughts out of my head.

"I have two, no wait, three good reasons to be mad at you." I said.

Quickly, she replied, "So tell me, let's work them out."

"Well, first of all you and Sandy conspired to get me together with Mark." I told her.

"Hehe, ok maybe we did set you up for an evening at the club with Mark. But we didn't force you to have sex with him." She grinned at me as she stated this.

"You knew I wouldn't be in any shape to resist his advances. Between the wine and this over sensitive female body I now have. I was setup and trapped." I answered.

"I can understand that, I'm unable to resist anything in a skirt now. I get an erection just being near you or Sandy." Kristy said.

"And that's number 2, you are fucking my wife! It's different for you to try to screw me, but you slept with my wife all night and damn it to hell she had a great time with you." I was having to hold back the tears now. Why was I so emotional? These damn female hormones and the instincts of this body were forcing me to act and react like a woman.

"Look, you couldn't help yourself with Mark, and I can't resist Sandy. Its not all me, she wanted me to make love to her last night and I obliged her. Think about it, I look like a perfected version of Ken, your old body and she fell in love with you in your old body. I'm bigger, stronger, better looking than you were plus I have a 9-inch dick with the sex drive and stamina of 3 or 4 men. Doesn't it follow that she is going to be attracted to me, who knows she may have other deeper feelings? I'm sorry if it hurts your feelings but here is something else to think. That was my boyfriend you were fucking last night. And you are a perfected version of the old me. Maybe that doesn't make us even but it does work both ways." Kristy said.

"Damn it Kristy, I know. It's all so confusing to me. But after watching you try to get Sandy to call you Ken made me feel like, and this is point number 3. It made me feel like you are trying to replace me as Sandy's husband. To not only exchange bodies but to exchange lives with me. "Now a few tears rolled down my cheeks. Kristy saw this and took me in her big strong arms to try to comfort me. Having her embrace and hold me next to her big male body made me feel safe and small.

"Look, we don't know how long this exchange will last. It may be a few days, weeks or months. Hell it might be permanent. I want to experience as much of being a man as I can while I can. Why don't you do the same? You are a drop dead gorgeous and sexy woman. You are so much prettier than I was, and those tits. Yours are natural and you know I had implants. Enjoy it while you can!" she said trying to cheer me up. I had to admit that she had a point. Who knows if I would ever have a chance to find out what life as a woman would be like.

"I guess you are right Kristy. It is a once in a life time chance or maybe never in a life time." I smile up at her as I placed my hands on her nearly hairless muscular chest. The tips of my fingers played teasingly with her overly large male nipples. I guess they are holdovers from her once big nipples and tits. Her hands slip down to cup my small round ass cheeks. And she looks down to my fingers caressing her nipples.

"All right you little sex kitten, you had better stop that or you are going to make me rock hard. I was already erect from being this close to you." She says with a smile.

Instead of stopping, I lean down and take the left nipple in my mouth. I lick it roughly and then nibble it just enough to make her groan. Before I can move to the right one she puts a strong hand under each of my arms and sits me up on the counter. This puts us at eye level as she pulls my robe off exposing my breasts to her hands and mouth. Looking down I see her massive cock making quite a tent in the front of her boxer shorts so I tell her to drop them. When she slips them off that wonderful cock bounces out and points straight at my wet pussy.

"You like my big cock don't you? Do you want me to fuck you with it?" When I nod yes she says, "Here we need to get rid of these panties. She reaches down and literally rips the flimsy cloth with her strong hands to get them off of me. With my right hand I grasp her rigid shaft and place the head of it on my slick pussy lips. I wrap my legs around her and try to pull it into me, but she holds back.

"Come on, put it in me please." I beg.

"Nope, we need to talk a bit first." She says.

"No. I don't want to talk, just put it in." I ask again.

"We aren't going to make love anymore unless you start calling me Ken and you answer to Kristy." She says.

"Ok, you did this to me yesterday. I'll call you Ken and you can call me Kristy while we make love." I admitted. It was a turn on to me but I wasn't about to tell her. While we talked she had pushed her cock into me about an inch and was making 1 inch long strokes which were teasing me but driving me wild for her to put it all in.

"No, that isn't what I mean. You will go by the name Kristy until Sandy changes us back and you will call me Ken until then." She orders.

"I can't do that, it will be like giving in to Sandy. She wants me to be punished by this exchange of bodies." I say. Kristy abruptly pulls her delicious cock out of me and backs away a foot or two, leaving me sitting on the counter.

"Ok, it's your choice. I can always make love to Sandy, I bet if I went upstairs and hopped in the shower with her, we'd be fucking in minutes. And trust me, I'll have her calling me Ken before the end of the day." She turns to leave me alone in the kitchen but I stop her.

"Wait... don't go... Ken. I need you right now, please come back." I felt a hundred emotions as I gave in to her. I was so worked up with desire, but I felt humiliated because my sexual needs drove my submission to her. Also, part of me felt relief as I let my feminine self rule my male mind. As she walked back to my embrace she said, "What is it Kristy? Do you want me to make love to you? My wife, Sandy might not like me fucking a sexy bitch like you."

She placed her cock head on my pussy lips once again and eased the entire 9 inches into me. My heels were back on her muscular ass as she slowly fucked me.

"One more thing Kristy, I know you love sex as a woman, so don't try to hide it from me anymore. And I like being a big strong man, in fact it would suit me if Sandy never changed us back. I don't want to be a small weak woman anymore. The best part of being a man is this big dick of mine, look down at it as I fuck that wet pussy of yours. Doesn't it turn you on Kristy?" she taunts me. Small whimpers and girlish moans escape my lips as she tempts me with that marvelous cock.

I can barely talk with her huge cock pounding my pussy but I mange to say, "Ken I can barely think right now... uh uh uh.. oh Ken I'm going to cum!" all my thoughts are on her cock as she drives it into my pussy in long strong strokes, waves of pleasure wash over my body. I cum over and over as she keeps pounding me. Finally she is holding me up by my ass cheeks as I wrap my legs tightly around her. With my back against one of the kitchen walls, she pile drives her dick into me as she cums. My pussy fills with her sperm and it trickles out of me onto the floor. Finally she sits me down on the floor, but my knees are almost too weak to hold me up so I cling to her masculine waist.

"Kristy you are a hell of a great fuck." She says smiling.

"Oh Ken," she smiles at that, "You drive me wild." I say.

"I better go check on my wife." She says and winks at me. Little did either of us realize that Sandy had watched us from the doorway as we made love and had heard Kristy using sex to force me call her Ken. She leaves me alone to clean up the mess we'd made on the counter and floor of the kitchen. Wow, is anything ever going to be the same? I ask myself.

Kristy

I bounded up the stairs to check on my wife, Sandy. My wife, wow the sound of that sent thrills through my male body. Only 24 hours ago I had been a woman, but Sandy had changed all that. Now I was a perfected version of her husband Ken. Damn how I loved being a man! This tall muscular body was so different from my soft female body. I was now strong, handsome and very much a man. Having a large 9-inch cock that stays hard most of the time was distracting but I'm learning to control my sexual urges. I had quite a buzz from just using my size, and cock to dominate Ken into accepting her new role and name as Kristy and acknowledging me as Ken. After enough reinforcement sessions she might forget she used to be Ken. She is so sexy and I certainly enjoyed making love to her, so it makes it that much more fun. I smile to myself as I think how confused Kristy must be right now. I was confused yesterday also, but after spending several hours last night making love over and over to Sandy, it became crystal clear what I wanted. It may be the male hormones driving me, or this body influencing my former female mind. But I realized very clearly that I loved being male, that I wanted to stay male and I want Sandy as my wife and Kristy as my girl on the side. The trick is to get Sandy to not change us back to our old bodies and to accept me as her husband (which I am well on the way to accomplishing) and lastly for the two girls to accept that I need both of them. I think they are both getting jealous of each other already. That thought makes me laugh, a man and his wife both trying to get my male attentions. I step into Sandy and my bedroom and uh oh, something is wrong with her.

"What the hell were you doing fucking that bitch!?" she almost yells at me. Damn, I quickly close the door to keep Kristy from hearing this.

"Sandy, what do you mean?" I try innocence first.

"You know damn well what I mean. I saw you screwing her brains out in our kitchen." She says. "And you were having a wonderful time with her. You've only been a man a day but it sure didn't take you long to start thinking with your dick."

"Sandy, honey you made me this way. And that "bitch", you made her that way too. How could I resist her?" I moved over to sit by her at the foot of the bed.

"And you want me to call you Ken? How can I treat you like you are my husband if you screw around on me at the drop of a hat, or pair of panties?" She asked.

I needed to do some fast-talking to keep Sandy and Kristy on good terms. "Sandy, who is that down in the kitchen? It's the old Ken, right? And who put Ken and I in this situation? That was you. The spell you put on us requires us to act a certain way. Please don't hate either of us for that. I am Ken now, you made me this way and I can't help but want to be your husband but you have to give all 3 of us some slack. There are other things that I can't help either. And that is the sex drive the spell gave me. And being in the body you gave me, I won't have much trouble finding a girl to please me. I don't want to cheat on you but you have to understand what this bodies needs are." I explained. On top of this, but I didn't want to say it to her now; I wouldn't be surprised if I caught the new Kristy and Sandy getting it on with each other. Kristy is so attractive and sensual it's bound to happen sooner or later. Of course, at the time I didn't know it had already happened the day before.

"Ok Ken, I'll try to be more understanding but it helps to know you are trying to be faithful to me." Sandy said as she kissed me. "Come get in the shower with me. Let me wash Kristy's pussy off of your marvelous cock."

She takes my hand and leads me to the shower. Smiling at her I think how well this turned out when it could have been a very sticky thing. But it's quite a rush to have two gorgeous women desire you and know that you can control them with sex. Sandy might have been in charge for a little while but she made a mistake by making me the way I am. She was in love with her husband, and not only have I begun to replace him in her mind I am better than he ever was. At the end of the sex I know we are about to have I am going to test her acceptance of me as the replacement and improvement of her husband.

Sandy

I hold Ken's hand as I lead him to the bathroom. I was so pissed at him for openly fucking that slut but now I had calmed down. Being around him just seems to take my mind off of things that make me angry or tense. It may be that he is just so damn good looking. And it sure helps that he has such a big and always ready cock. And he knows exactly how to drive me wild with it. Logically, I know that this isn't the man I married, that man is now downstairs in a sexy slut body that I forced on him. I also know that the man here with me now used to be that very same woman. But I can't seem to connect that logic with the reality of what has happened over the last 24 hours. Last night he made love to me for hours and I came until I lost count. When he asks me to call him Ken and treat him like my husband... well it just seems so natural and the right thing to do.

I strip his boxers off and notice they are wet with his sperm from his encounter with Kristy earlier. I grasp his semi-hard cock and it's sticky with their mixed juices. Somehow its exciting knowing this cock was just in her and that she used to be my husband.

"Come on you horny bastard, lets get Kristy washed off of this tool of yours." I say as I pull him into the shower by his big dong. I soap it up and rub it slowly from tip to his big balls and on cue he begins to harden and grow in my hands. He is amazing, able to get it up after screwing me all night. Then a session with Kristy only minutes ago and now he is rock hard and ready.

"Do you like it Sandy?" He asks. When I nod yes he says, "Hell of lot bigger than the old Ken's cock isn't it?"

"At least two inches longer and wider but more important Ken is how often you can get hard. Maybe I should hire you out for stud fees." I laugh as I keep stroking it. I rinse it off and kiss the head as a drop of precum slips out of its tip. We wash each other's bodies and caress for a while then I ask him, "Dry me off and take me to the bed."

The towels hit the floor and he picks me up, carries me to the bed and begins to slowly drive me wild again. My mind is clouded with desire as I ask him to screw me doggie style. He uses his strength to flip me over on my stomach and he lifts me up by my hips putting me on all fours. I look back at him standing at the foot of the bed with his cock in one hand, as he is about to enter me from behind. I wink at him and then wiggle my ass at him as I lean back into him when he places his swollen cock on my hungry pussy lips. It seems like his cock is never going to stop entering me, then I feel as if its going to come out my mouth it is so long. Then Ken begins to stroke it into me. Soon we are swaying and bucking in unison as he drives his huge pole into my pussy. When he puts a finger on my clit and begins to masturbate it like a tiny cock, my orgasms begin to explode as shock waves across my body. After my 3rd orgasm I feel the head of his cock expand and I know he is about to cum in me. I flip over on my back because I want to see him when he cums and he pushes my heels up over his shoulders. Then he is cumming, his thrusts are so powerful he lifts my ass off the bed. Then he lies down on top of me, breathing heavy and gently kissing my neck.

"I love you Sandy." He says unexpectedly. A small voice in the back of my mind is saying, What? This isn't Ken, this is a woman in his body! How can she love you? But instead I feel joy that this wonderful hunky husband of mine has just expressed that he loves me. Without hesitation I find myself saying.

"Oh Ken honey, I love you so very much." We crawl up in the bed and snuggle and slowly I drift off to sleep thinking to myself: Damn Sandy you have screwed things up royally now ...

Ken,

Later that afternoon I'm out by the pool working on my tan. At first I didn't think I could make myself wear this tiny bikini, but now I like the way I looked in it. I happened to look up as one of the neighbor's teen-age boys were looking at me through binoculars from an upstairs window. I smiled and waved at him. I think that nearly through him into shock. He must be about 15 and the sight of an almost naked woman probably has his little pecker rock hard. I found myself getting aroused knowing the little fucker was thinking about me right now. So I gave him a show. Wow, am I ever turning into a slutty bitch. Isn't it a hoot? He probably came in his jockey shorts when I took my bikini top off and rubbed tanning oil on my big tits. I might regret it later but I am sure he was having fun looking at me. Who knows he might try to meet me. Oh well...

Later Ken came out to catch some sun and took the lounger next to me.

Hi Kristy, getting some rays on those beautiful tits?" he asks.

"Hi Ken. Oh yeah, they seem a little pale and this sun feels so good. Where is Sandy?" I asked.

"She is taking a nap, I kept her up late last night." He just grinned knowing I understood he meant that he had made love to her all night.

"Ok. Hey look at the neighbor's house, up in the second window from the right. See that boy watching us?" I said.

"Where? Yeah, I see him, cute guy, and looks like he might be 14 or 15." Ken answers.

"He has been watching me for the last 20 minutes. I think he started masturbating when I took my top off." I say.

"Oh so now I see why you took off your bikini top. " Ken laughs "You are such a tease, I bet you just wanted to make the little bastard cum."

I just smiled at him knowing what he said was the truth. Taking my bottle of tanning oil he tries to spread some on his body but I sit up and take the bottle from him.

"Lay back handsome." I order. I squirt oil on his chest and rub it in slowly and as sensually as I can. I smile when I see his nipples harden. I glance down at the crotch of his swim trunks to see if he is getting erect, yep he has a big boner already. "You are amazing, did you realize that?"

"What do you mean?" He asks, truly seeming to be puzzled.

"Just look at the way you have accepted and gotten used to being a man. I'm still having trouble getting used to such a huge change. Hell, you seem like you relish every little thing about being a man. Even the things I took for granted when I was Ken." I explain.

"Well, here is why. I love the feeling of power, strength and virility my new male body gives me. As Kristy I was soft, weak and small, I hope that doesn't offend you. To be this tall, strong and so very male in comparison to my former life as a woman is almost like taking a drug that keeps me high all the time. Of course, I miss some things about being a woman, like those gorgeous breasts and looking pretty and sexy. But that is far out weighed by the sense of power I have as a man." He says.

Then the cordless phone sitting on the little table between our loungers rang. I had oil all over my hands so Ken answered it.

"Hello... Oh hi Mark." Ken says. Damn its Mark, I don't really want to talk to him. I'm still upset he left me alone this morning without even a goodbye. The small voice in the back of my head that seems to be all that remains of my manhood mumbles something about me acting just like a woman with hurt feelings. But damn it I can't help myself because the instincts and urges of this body overwhelm any intentions I had of not acting like a woman.

"Yeah... we all had a great time last night. Sandy and I were glad we ran into you since we had Kristy with us. Yes she is here with me by the pool. Sure you can talk to her but hold on a sec, she has oil on her hands." Ken says.

"I don't want to talk to him." I state flatly, but I wipe the oil off my hands on my towel.

Ken mutes the phone and says, "Come on, talk to him. You know you really want to, I think he wants to take you out tonight. You should give him a chance, he is really a nice guy, I should know since I dated him for 3 months."

"Ok, hand me the damn phone." I say giving in. "Hello Mark."

"Hi sweetheart, why didn't you want to talk to me?" Mark says.

"Well how about this? You got what you wanted from me last night and then didn't even wake me to say goodbye when you sneaked out of my room this morning." I said, sounding just like a woman with hurt feelings.

"Kristy, you know how I feel about you. Yes I got what I wanted last night and you were fantastic. But I had to be at work at 7:00 this morning. You were sleeping so soundly I couldn't bring myself to wake you. But I looked down at your beautiful form as you slept and kissed you on the forehead. Maybe I should have left you a note." Mark said, making me feel like a bitch for getting on to him.

"Yes a note would have helped Mark. I was so disappointed when I felt around the bed for you and you were gone." I complained.

"Ok sweetheart, let me make it up to you by taking you to a nice place I know for dinner. I like Ken and Sandy but I'd love to spend some time alone with you." He said. Damn this female body, but my heart leaps as he compliments me and asks me out.

"I don't know Mark. I may stay here with Sandy and Ken." I say.

"Please Kristy, you won't regret it." He begs.

"Ok Mark, what time?" I give in.

"I'll be by there at 6:00 to pick you up. I can't wait to see you again. Bye Kristy"

"Ok, see you at 6, bye."

Ken is smiling at me as I set the phone back on the table.

"What?" I ask.

"I'm amazed at how much you act like the old me. I would have made him beg me to go also. But I am glad you accepted his offer. You need to enjoy your time as a woman while you can. As I said this morning, Sandy might decide to change us back at anytime." Ken said and closed his eyes to soak up some sun.

I lay there thinking about that. What if she never changes us back. Could I accept being Kristy the rest of my life? There are things about being Kristy that aren't so bad. The sex life is fantastic, but I worry about becoming addicted to it. This female body is so sensually alive and I've come to love having such perfect breasts. If she changed me back right now would I be queer or bi-sexual and still attracted to men? And could Sandy ever be satisfied again with me back in place of the Ken she now has with my smaller cock and less muscular body? And where is this thing with Mark going? What if Sandy changes us back while I am out with Mark? What would he think if his sexy date sudden started turning into a man?

To Be Continued...

Chptr 4 by KH++++++++++++++++++++

Ken

At noon, I decided to go out and to the local Tattoo and piercing parlor to take it up a notch and get my belly button done and a small tat of a heart just under the bikini line above my right cheek. Part of me wanted to have that sexy look and part of me wanted to show Kristy that two could play this game and she would have some consequences when or if we changed back! At 5pm I started to get ready for Mark to take me to dinner and did my long hair in little braids around the temple and then down the back so it appears like a head band. Then I did my make up in smoky night colors and carmined lips. Some large hoop earrings, thigh high stockings and a tight black mini dress that really showed off the girls and my legs, a red VS bra and cheeky panty, some red heels and matching clutch and I was ready right at 6 when the doorbell rang and Sandy answered saying "Kristy will be right down Mark. You look handsome. Hope you guys have fun tonight."

His response of, "Well I am taking her to Rocko's again so we can have just a quiet time as a couple and it is one of the nicest places, so hoping she likes it."

As I came down the stairs with the girls bouncing and my hips swaying, I noted he was dressed in black slacks with a bright blue button shirt open to show a little chest himself. He saw me and said, "Kristy honey you look absolutely gorgeous!"

I let him stew a little until I got the bottom of the stairs and told him, "You look handsome just like Sandy said, and Rocko's will be grand baby." Then I gave him a quick kiss and made sure to rub my breasts against him making the nipples hard. I thought to myself 'damn, I really need to get out of this body or I really will be craving cock like some nympho slut!'

Mark smiled, took my hand and led me to the car, opening my door to let me in, so I sat, swinging my legs in and 'accidently' opened them just enough to 'upskirt' him while staring at his crotch. I just could not seem to help myself. I WANTED to tease him so he knew he had to work for it.

While we ate, we held hands and I let my foot rub against him and then we danced for a while and again, I could feel his manhood growing and his warm kisses on the side of my neck ended up making me respond and kissing him back with plenty of tongue and soft little moans of desire. This body of Kristy's was so sexually alive it was hard to concentrate on anything but his manhood and my desire for it.

After a few more dances, another glass of wine, I was wet, my nipples were hard and visible through the bra and dress and we were drawing some looks, so I whispered to him to take me to Ken and Sandy's place since it was so nice and to fuck me like his own little slutty bitch!

Sandy

With Kristy out with Mark for a while, it gave Ken and I some time to be alone and for me to figure out what I was going to do about this punishment that seemed to be getting out of hand. We made a light dinner, ate while watching the TV, and while sitting close Ken put his arm around me and I found myself snuggling into it and setting my hand high on his thigh. "I really am liking this amazing sex we are having Ken honey, but you know you are not really my husband and I am starting to think we need to change you guys back, but I hate the idea of you having sex with that slutty bimbo almost as much!" I started.

"Baby, I am your husband and I love you. Do I look like Ken? Do I act like Ken? Do I sound like your Ken, and are you happy with how I make you feel?" He asked, pulling me closer and kissing me. I could not help but to kiss him back as my hand felt his growing manhood and moan deep into his mouth as our tongues danced and then pull back and ask "But are you really my Ken or Kristy in his body? Can you do his work, or do you think we will have Kristy go to your job while you go to hers?"

He kissed me again and then said "We will work it out and if need be, you can change us back when they get home if that's really what you want." Then he cupped my breast and started to fondle me and I lost all control and thought except for having his large cock inside me.

Kristy

After we eat and sit to watch some TV and drink some wine, Sandy starts to ask about how we handle the situation she has put us in and being worried about work and if we should shut down Ken/Kristy's punishment. I am thinking I like being a man way to much to give this up now, so start to turn on the charm to increase my sexual hold on her and start to kiss her telling her we can do what she wants. While kissing, I pull her ontop of me so she is straddling me and she wraps her arms around my neck and and is making little noises when we kiss and she starts to agressively grind against me. She then stands up, drops her yoga pants and panties and kneels down before me and free's my engorged cock and takes it into her mouth. After sucking on it for a short time, she stands back up, straddles me and sits down hard on my cock all the way to the base in one grunting impalement of her sex. She lets out a long throaty moan of satisfaction and starts bouncing and grinding while I cup her breasts and occasionally tweek her nipples and bite her neck. In moments she is coming all over me and then pops off my cock and says "fuck my ass with that thing baby, oh god I want that big cock in my ass...." and with that she pulled it to her rosebud and again forced it into her tight hole with a grunt and then starts a closed eye grind as she humps against me and starts to loudly moan and cry out about how good it is and how she wants me to come in her and oh she is coming again...and while wave after wave of multiple orgasm racks her body, I see Mark and Kristy come in and smirk at us as they head upstairs. In a short time I can hear them banging each other like crazied teenagers. After Sandy calms a bit, I grab her by the cheeks and lift her up, while I stand to carry her still impaled on my manhood, into our bedroom to continue the nights festivities in stereo.

Ken

In the morning, I wake to find Mark still in bed with me and just can't seem to help my self when I realize he has some morning wood so slip under the covers and wake him with a morning blow job and then tell him to rest, shower and I will get coffee and breakfast going so he can head back to town and his place. Maybe come back tonight and drop off some clothes and we can swim or sit in the hot tub with some wine before he needs to leave for work the next morning I ask him. While coffee is brewing, Sandy comes down and really has a 'rode hard but happy' look and I lose my cool and tell her, "This week long punishment has gone on long enough Sandy. I am your husband and not that bitch in my body you seem to enjoy fucking so much! You have me sleeping with a guy and this body is obviously attracted to him. We have got to fix this before Kristy takes over!" "You're right, and just last night he told me he loves me and I thought it was you. I think I have lost control and agree we need to get this changed back, but I hate the idea of him fucking you to do it! I am becoming addicted to the sex and you can't tell me it is not good since I know he is fucking you as well as what you get from Mark...you still are kind of a slut even if you are not the real Kristy damnit! I will put the talisman in our bedroom and you two can sneak up there later and make the switch." she states.

Sandy

After we all eat the breakfast that Kristy, or my real Ken cooked, with Mark and the real Kristy staring at us like trophies and Ken taking me onto his lap and kissing me while Mark does the same to Kristy. I can feel his large cock growing and can't even help myself when I wiggle against it and wrap my arms around his nexk and say "oh baby, you are such a goat! Not in front of guests please!" And I look over to my real Ken who is looking at me and then kisses Mark and tells him to get going so he can come back later. They stand up and she walks him to the door and I hear him say he loves her with her response "me you too" and I know at that point that this has got to stop and my real Ken is right that this whole punishment is out of control and not going where I had hoped it would! I head upstairs to get into my Sunday workout clothes of a sport bra, loose top and some yoga pants and tennis shoes and take out the talisman I had hidden and put it on our knick knack shelf in the bedroom and then take off for my morning jog and yoga out by the pool while the real Kristy swims laps and my real Ken joins me for the jog and yoga and we talk about how the return may be the perfect time for her to lure Kristy back into our room for the switch. When we get home and start our yoga routine, the real Kristy is watching and we can see his impressive manhood stretching the little trunks and it takes a real effort to focus on the yoga routine. We are saved by an early return of Mark with bagles, lox and cream cheese, some juice and announcing he has brought lunch when we finish. He then asks if he can ask me something in private and I agree.

We head into the living room and he asks to go somewhere where no one will hear us and so I take him upstairs to the bedroom and close the door. He asks what Ken and I mean to Kristy as it is kind of funny that she started to almost live here this week and that she has really opened up about their relationship. He thinks we have been good friends to her and he is wondering if this is a true friendship or just something more as he has seen how Ken looks at her sometimes. I can't help but notice how handsome he is and how his mouth has this little smile that begs to be crushed with my lips and I bet that tongue of his is true gold based on the noises I heard Kristy making. I can feel my heat building while he is showing me a wedding ring he wants to give to Kristy tonight. I can't seem to help myself and kiss him, pressing my breasts into him and forcing my tongue into his mouth in a long rolling wet kiss that lasts for minutes. I can feel my clit growing and I grind it against him thinking I want his cock and I want it now!

Over on the shelf the talisman is lightly glowing and the figures have grins with each holding their privates...

Oh I know this is wrong but I rip off my top and his shirt and note how smooth his skin is and how horny we both appear to be. When I kneel down and remove his pants eager to suck his manhood into my mouth like the slutty bitch I know he wants, I note it is just a small little thing and still take it in my mouth sucking on it and his hands grab the back of my head and soon my tongue is inside him while I reach down to stroke my elongated clit and realize it is a growing cock and push him on to the bed while pushing my yoga pants all the way down and stepping up to his opened legs while he pants "oh god yes, fuck me!" and as he cups his chest, I slide my now long cock into his waiting pussy and watch as his breasts grow, his hair lengthens and lightens, his nails grow and become french tipped and I can feel myself growing taller, stronger and more masculine with every push into her until she pushes her head into a pillow and starts bucking against me in an orgasmic rush with her juices spilling all over the bed and that makes me come with one last thrust into her and groaning as I squirt 3 or 4 hard blasts of my come into what looks like me and I suddenly realize that I am him and, and, oh shit! I forgot all about that damn talisman!

I pull my softening cock out of the new Sandy, realizing fully now what has happened, and in anger rush over to the shelf and snatch up the talisman. Cursing, I throw it to ground making is shatter and then scream in even more frustration knowing that I just destroyed the only thing that could turn me and the rest of us back! I freaking HATE that old woman right now!

Ken

Kristy and I come into the house after chatting about what could Mark possibly have in mind by coming over so early with the food and while its nice, it seems like he just left and tomorrow is a work day with all of us already missing time. That is when we hear the angry scream of Mark and something breaking upstairs. Both of us rush upstairs to our bedroom and see Sandy on the bed, naked and obviously post coitus, looking dazed and Mark naked, standing over her with their sex dripping from his larger than ever cock, red faced and cursing about some damned old woman.

"What happened?" I ask.

"Mark came up to show me the ring he was going to ask you to marry him with and I forgot we put the talisman back out to change you and Kristy back and it caught us!" she said angrily.

"So your my Sandy now? and that means the dazed Sandy on the bed is really Mark?!" I asked in surprise.

Kristy says, "You were going to change us back!? I thought you loved me baby? I mean I really enjoy being a man and I know you liked what we had, so what made you think about changing us back?"

Sandy says, "You were manipulating me and trying to get me to think of you as my Ken and still fuck that bimbo Kristy!"

"Right here" I say.

"Oh, I think you know what I mean Ken! I had to have my husband back and now I am the man and my husband is the girl....what are we going to do now that I smashed that damn idol?" she growls.

At this point, Mark sits up and says, "We make the best of it since there is now no going back. I will be Sandy and Kristy can be my husband Ken while you two are Kristy and Mark. Maybe we even have you live here until we can all re-adjust and know what needs to be done to carry on each others lives. Ken, err Kristy, err Kristy body and Ken mind...man this is confusing. How did you put on your make up last night?"

Ken responds with, "I just put it on. I did not think about it, but now that you say it, it makes sense that maybe these bodies have 'muscle memory' and we may be able to more easily assimilate to the new us!?"

Mark responds with an affirmative and then says, "To try it, what say you give my body or your Sandy, a haircut and we will then know if you can do it or it is a learned thing where we will have to relearn the others job."

I get a towel, some scissors and a comb and after just 20 minutes ahve cut Sandy's hair in an expert manner while we chat. "Well that settles that issue" I say.

Sandy then stands up and hands me the ring that Mark would have offered me and says, "you were my husband, but now I guess you can be my wife?"

I flush with excitement and say, "Oh yes Sandy baby, I will and I love you so much!" We then kiss and hug and I can feel my breasts pressed against him with our tongues dancing and then his magnificient cock starts to twitch and I have to pull away before we ravish each other in front of Mark and Kristy.

So we end up getting rid of our aprtments ( Sandy and I in our new bodies of Mark and Kristy ) and move in with Sandy and Ken ( who are really Mark and Kristy now ) and pay rent for a room in the back end of the house. Two weeks after the smashed talisman, Sandy and I get married again to be wife and husband by a justice of the peace and have Sandy and Ken as our witnesses who 'renew' their vows. Sandy, Ken, Mark and I take a week in Hawaii as our Honeymoon and I think Sandy and Ken are using it as their second!

The Honeymoon of Kristy and Mark, Sandy and Ken is one long sex party between the 2 couples interspersed with eating, drinking and beach time. Naturally the women wear as skimipy as possble bikinis and the guys show off their 'packages' by wearing tight board shorts and the rest is, as they say....a happy ending!