I can explain everything, Susan. It's your dad's fault.
I wandered around your dad's palatial house this morning while he was at work, in utter disbelief that I was stranded in your vaccuous stepmom Lexi's body, cursing the giant tits your dad bought for her, my back in agony.
I thought of you - my fiance - storming out of dinner last night, thinking I had left without saying anything. I know I have to do anything I can to get out of Lexi. It is absolutely crucial I do it before you break off the engagement.
As we went to sleep last night your dad said, "I don't like Joe. He's a jerk." I just nodded, trying to stay as far away from him in the bed as possible. There's no way I could tell anyone that Joe is stuck in his wife's body and they believe me.
I rummaged through his study this morning, trying my hardest to find the idol he had shown me the night before. The one from the Tokolocian Dig he was on. I was sure it had something to do with all of this. But I couldn't locate it. Then I found this inventory form on his desk with a stamp. "Returned to Museum."
"FUCK!"
I mean, like, this whole situation is soooo stupid, Susan. Soooo fucking stupid.
I feel funny, Susan. I've felt spurts of lightheadedness all day. Random bursts. A dull thud in my head. They feel comforting. Good even. At one point I realized I had been looking at the big tits your dad bought Lexi in the mirror for a super long time. It's just this is a nice nighty, and I was tired of how constricting Lexi's bra felt.
Susan, I wonder if you'd think my makeup job is convincing? I think I did a better job than Lexi does at least.
It boggles my mind. How could that Toko-whatever tribe idol thingy could blast me into this tight, fucking body? Like - I do totally think that little statue is the reason why this is happening and I know I have to get my hands on it.
How was I know to know tonight was going to be my ground zero?
Your dad was annoyed with me when he came home, Susan. Like, totally super annoyed. I didn't have dinner ready. Then I faked a headache when he wrapped his arms around me in the kitchen.
Your daddy stradded me and ripped off my t-shirt. "Does my naughty girl need an orgasm?" His hand fell between my thighs. My pussy was already wet. It had been wet all day.
I didn't know how to answer his question. I mean, I had never had an orgasm. Wow. I had never felt anything like that before, I mean, it was sooo good, Susan. And I did start to feel like a naughty girl which made my nipples so hard and my clit throb. Is that what you feel like when I touch your pussy?
I tried to hold on, Susan. I really did. But orgasm after orgasm hit, adding to the lightheaded feeling. I mean, I was shocked. Female orgasms are fucking mindblowing. And who knew your dad was this good with a pussy? When he asked me to give him a tit job after making me come so much I was too high to say no. He came on my tits and face, Susan! Gazing over my huge tits glazed in your daddy's icing really made me feel funny. It was kinda fun to know I got him off so good with my tits.
It's was just one time after that. He got hard and I figured I'd let him have a little ride. I spread my legs. It felt so naughty. We only fucked once, I promise, though your dad did last a long time. I know I shouldn't feel guilty for it. It could happen to anyone.
I realized the most important thing was, since I was a naughty girl last night, I should be a good girl today. It shouldn't escalate beyond what happened.
So I tried to occupy myself and try not to thing about your dad's huge cock. I cleaned the house and even cut some flowers out back, Susan. They're so pretty. I totally arranged them in the vase on the dining room table and I think they look awesome. Oh! And did you know your stepmom stopped taking the pill? Weird!
After all that I took a shower and tried on some of Lexi's clothes.
I was hard on her tits earlier. They really aren't that bad now that I think about it. I don't mind the heaviness. And they look soooo awesome in this sweater.
Fuck, I'm so hot.
It was a good day.
I really thought I could keep it together.
But then your dad came home.
It's one thing for him to force himself on me, Susan.
But what does it mean if I took him by choice? Besides, Missionary is just one position. I wanted to see what it was like to fuck your dad on top. (It was great! giggle.)
My pussy needed it, Susan. You understand, don't you? You have a pussy, too and you like it when it's fucked. It's the same for me. The idol thing is to blame anyway, it made me want your daddy's thick cock again. Besides when your daddy is deep inside of me it's hard to worry about anything.
I'm Lexi right now, so I should act like her. I can search for a way to escape tomorrow. But tonight I can be Lexi without losing control.
Can't I?