In one moment, Michael went from masturbating in his Step-Mother's body, to sitting down in a completely different room. Before he could celebrate getting out of Grace's body, he looked down and saw that he was most certainly not in his own body. At least he hoped it wasn't his. Just as his hand moved towards his breast, Grace walked in. She saw he was about to do and giggled.
"Well done, you!" She smiled. "I thought you were gonna get caught for sure!"
"What the hell is this?" Michael shouted, hearing my new voice for the first time.
"Isn't it great?" She winked. "I figured that you could fill in for my secretary at the office tomorrow... then I'll change you into whatever you want."
"I refuse!" He snapped. "Change me back now, or I'll tell dad that you changed me into this!"
He stood up, unprepared for how top heavy he was and almost losing his balance. Grace couldn't stop herself laughing at his pathetic attempts to seem tough. Even as he stood glaring at her, his hands rested on his hips in a very feminine manner.
Noticing her stares, Michael looked down and seemed almost shocked by his mannerisms.
"Why can't I stand normally?" He whimpered.
"Because your body is vastly different then to what it used to be!" Grace explained. "It needs to move and rest in a different way to what you're used to!"
"That's bullshit!" Michael scoffed. "You've fucked with my head! I'm telling dad!"
"No you're not! Not unless you want him to find this..." She waved her hand and a pile of incriminating photos appeared in front of Micheal. Grace had gotten a lot done while he was... preoccupied.
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The office was crazy busy. It wasn't even lunchtime yet and Michael was ready to call it quits and leave. The only thing pushing him to keep going was the thought of his dad seeing those photos. He'd never do anything... like that...
"I brought your salads, ladies!" Doug, the intern smiled.
"Did you get the chicken salad like I asked?" Grace groaned.
"Ummm... I wrote down what you asked to get and... that wasn't what you told me..." Doug said sheepishly.
Grace grabbed him by the tie and dragged him over to Michael's desk.
She slowly looked him up and down and a devious smile formed on her face.
"Sorry, Megan... looks like you won't get your protein today unless you have some fun with Doug here." Grace said quietly. "Would you be up for that?"
"Yeah... sure..." Michael said, distracted by the onslaught of work and calls.
Michael wasn't sure what he'd just agreed to, but he soon heard Grace click her fingers and his top burst open, followed by his bra slipping down. He slammed his hands on the desk and stood up, turning straight into Doug's path.
"What do you... Oh, Doug... what are you.... Ooooooh" Michael intended to confront Grace, but he couldn't concentrate with Doug sucking on his nipple.
Grace had found a loop hole in the magical system. While she couldn't alter Michael's mind without his consent, she could trick him into giving verbal consent. Once he absentmindedly said yes to having fun with Doug, she was able to alter his mind ever so slightly.
It was at that point that Michael was having very confusing thoughts. Doug was really doing a number on him and the pleasure he was receiving was making him think of Doug in a very weird new light. His mind started to wander to what else Doug could do to him.
"Have fun, Megan!" Grace laughed.
When Michael looked up in Grace's direction, he couldn't see her mouth moving. In fact, Grace was seconds from sinking to her knees and pulling Doug's cock out.
"Confused?" Her voice rang in Michael's head. "Well you let me into your head finally!"
Michael wanted to glare at his step-mother, but he couldn't stop himself from moaning and closing his eyes in pleasure.
He heard laughter ring out in his head. Grace must have made this feel so good. He was somewhat relieved to find that his weird thoughts weren't his own. It almost gave him an excuse to keep going. After all, it's not like he would actually enjoy this without Grace's influence.
"I changed my mind!" Grace said aloud, popping Doug's cock out of her mouth. "I want you all to myself, boy!"
Now that Michael was going along with her plan, Grace needed to put up resistance. While she and Doug stripped off their clothes, Michael copied and sat on the desk. His new body was very worked up and it must be destroying him to have to calm down on his own.
"Come here, Megan." Grace giggled. "I'll show you how good a 'woman's touch' can be..."
Michael didn't know what Grace was up to. She went from playing with his head, to playing with his... Fuck it felt good. She really knew what she was doing down there, and her composure while getting fucked was oddly admirable.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Grace smirked.
"I... umm... Yes!" Michael confessed. "It feels so good!"
He was like putty in her hands. Soon enough he would be begging for more! The thought aroused her more and more, until she came. When she looked up at her step-son she saw a longing in his eyes. He wanted that too. His small taste of female pleasure was intoxicating him.
"What's wrong?" She smiled.
"N-Nothing!" Michael replied.
He couldn't admit to her that he wanted to know that feeling. She seemed to enjoy Doug's presence in a way that boggled his mind. What would it feel like to have a cock inside of him? The thoughts lingered in his mind. Perhaps it was just what Grace was making him think of. If that was the case, there'd be nothing wrong with acting on those thoughts, as they aren't really his...
Grace was no longer in Michael's head. After the orgasm, she was focused purely on making a good show for her step-son. In time, he would give in to his new urges. If only it was easier to manipulate minds. She could change his orientation with a snap of her fingers and watch as he begs for a female body. The best she could do was make him enjoy this body more.
"I'm gonna cum again!" Grace cried, before shaking with pure pleasure.
Michael cursed under his breath. He wished he could reach that height of pleasure. All he could do was watch and pleasure the body he once inhabited, thinking about how it would feel to still be in that body. Feel his nipple being sucked... Feel that cock slamming into him.
"I could give you a little boost, if you want." Grace whispered to him.
He didn't want to seem so eager, but he nodded before Grace had even finished her sentence. She smiled at him and closed her eyes. Suddenly he felt a blast of pleasure wash over him. It wasn't like yesterday, when the pleasure was focused to one spot. He felt it hit him like a cannonball and he spasmed in delight.
He was dangerously close to finishing her plans. If only she knew that he was already considering wrapping his lips around Doug's cock. The only thing stopping him was the fragment of his old self, worrying about what Grace would think.
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This is a post from the original opentgcaptions, kindly sent to me by CoinFax. Original author: TheTGCaptioner / MrCaptioneer / TheCaptionZone