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Michael has been going to school as a woman for what feels like months now. His wicked stepmother, who is genuinely a witch, has been using her magic to manipulate his body and mind. Though he could remember what he used to look like, he had no way of knowing how much of his new thoughts and feelings were true and how many were a 'gift' from his Stepmom.
"Miss Hunter, is there a reason you're in the boys' locker room?" The coach asked calmly.
For fuck's sake! Why do I keep making this mistake? Michael thought to himself. "Sorry sir, I just mixed the two rooms up, is all..."
"Now now, Miss Hunter, I think you and I both know why you're really here..." The coach smirked, crossing his arms. "A young woman, like yourself, has urges. I'm sure the first time you entered the boys' room 'by mistake' you were shocked to see a group of men undressing and showering... It's completely normal and healthy to be thinking about men in that way!"
A pained look spread across Michael's face while the Coach went on about female urges. It wasn't that Michael was disgusted to hear him talk about this, but rather because the Coach's words held some truth. Michael had been having these thoughts. They were plaguing him, distracting him from studies and making his new friends think he's just some ditzy, slutty blonde. One time, he even caught himself checking out the football team, much to his alarm.
"I'd rather not talk about this stuff with you, sir." Michael sighed. "I'll just be on my way..."
"Not so fast!" The Coach barked. "I'm afraid this has happened too many times now... I have to administer some sort of punishment for your behavior... Come with me..."
The Coach seemed very out of character, as he led Michael out of the locker rooms and towards the now empty gym.
"So am I gonna tidy away all the equipment?" Michael groaned.
"Nothing like that, Dear! It's time for your final test!" The Coach giggled.
"Grace!?" Michael exclaimed. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Well my body is currently resting in the hotel room..." Grace smirked. "But my consciousness is taking over this well hung man!"
"But... B-But why? What do you mean 'final test'? And... why did you need to comment on the Coach's size?" Michael panicked.
Grace couldn't contain her smile anymore. Months of planning had finally come to fruition! She was gonna finally turn her useless stepson into a hot new apprentice. All she had to do was get her to let go of the man she used to be.
"Do you remember how this all started?" Grace smiled.
"How could I forget? You seduced me and then swapped our bodies, blackmailing me into a life as a woman!" Michael whined. "Oh... you don't mean..."
"Yes dear! It's time to end things the way they started." Grace laughed. "Either you give into those feelings you've been developing, or I let everyone in the school know who you really are!"
The threat seemed so ridiculous, but Michael knew his stepmom was very much capable of such evil. She hadn't even waited for a response before pulling her shorts down and letting her new cock spring to attention.
"Holy fuck! It's huge!" Michael gasped, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts.
Grace reveled in how much she'd changed her stepson. Before this all started, he would have run out the second she grasped her waistband. Now he was staring intently at her cock, no doubt considering her preposition.
"We haven't got all day, sweetie, so make your choice now." Grace said sternly. "Drop to your knees and finish this, or I change you back right now and let everyone know what you've done in your various female forms."
"You'd change me back?" Michael asked.
"Of course! After all, those feelings you're trying to fight won't go away just because you have your balls back!" Grace laughed. "You'd never be able to go back and act on those feelings, however... Never know what it's like for a woman to have sex!"
Her words were harsh and vulgar, but they resonated in Michael's mind. How could he go back to his old body after everything he's done? He knew how amazing it felt to enjoy multiple orgasms as a woman. He'd experienced what it was like to pleasure himself as a woman. The thought alone made him wet now, so how could he return to his male self not knowing what this body had to offer?
Grace smirked as Michael dropped to his knees slowly. He grasped her cock with one hand, while the other pulled up his top to reveal his breasts. Slow, gradual pumps of her cock made her head tip back in pleasure. But then she felt a pair of lips join in. Her stepson was giving her a blowjob!
"Nnnngh that's good!" Grace groaned, grasping his head. "Let me show you the proper technique."
Grace's strong hand pulled Michael further and further down the length of her cock. He initially tried to pull back, but she continued to take him closer and closer to the base. His hands dropped down, having nothing else to do, until Michael began absentmindedly touching himself. One hand slipped inside his wet pussy, while the other caressed his ass.
They continued like this for some time before Grace finally noticed what Michael was doing with his hands. Maybe this would be easier than she thought!
"Enjoying yourself, Michael?" She grunted. "You know a cock like this will reach places you can't... And while you've developed a good technique with your toys, nothing quite beats a man who knows how to take charge!"
She was toying with him. Michael knew this. But he hadn't noticed that Grace had let go of his head, which continued to bob up and down the length of her cock, while his tongue glided over every inch expertly. Try as he might, he couldn't get the thought of how different his little exploration sessions would have been with a man instead of a toy.
"It's your call! You've done enough for your challenge to end, but-"
"I'll do it!" Michael blurted out, having finally pulled himself from Grace's cock. "I might as well enjoy one time as a woman, before you change me back..."
He couldn't even convince himself with that crappy reasoning. He wanted this! Thankfully, Grace was kind enough to not tease him this time. She simply grabbed an exercise ball and instructed him to lean over it. Once he did, he expected to feel strong hands rip his shorts off, but Grace preferred an element of surprise. She magicked away the shorts the moment he bent over. Michael only realized this when she gripped his hips and quickly rammed her cock inside of him.
"Oh Christ!" Michael gasped. "You could have -Ooooh- warned me! Or at least go- Uurgh! slower! It's my first time!"
"With how wet you are, I figured we didn't need anymore foreplay!" Grace grunted. "I thought little Michael wanted to get fucked by a real man?"
"I do! But... Oh fuck it! Just keep fucking me!" Michael snapped, falling for Grace's taunts.
He was so easy to manipulate, thanks to that little bit of male pride he hangs onto. But all of that needs to go before Grace can have a stepdaughter like she's always wanted. She took great satisfaction in chiseling away at the last remnants of Michael with each thrust.
"How does it feel, Michael?" Grace asked.
"Is 'Michael' really an appropriate name to call out in this situation?" Michael replied, trying his best to avoid admitting how good it felt.
"What would you prefer? I could call you 'Michelle', or maybe 'Mary'? Or I could get into character and call you Bitch, Whore, or Slut?" Grace smirked, thrusting on each insult to add to the humiliation.
"Just- Unngh! Just call me... Rachel!" Rachel moaned, feeling a very familiar sensation growing throughout her body. "I... I think I'm gonna..."
Rachel moaned loudly as a strong orgasm washed over her. Grace could feel Rachel's pussy grip her cock for dear life as wave upon wave of pleasure wracked her body. She was so close to finally being rid of her pathetic stepson. In her excitement, Grace almost lost control and allowed herself to cum too soon.
"Lets change positions, Rachel!" Grace muttered, flipping Rachel's near-limp body over so her ass was resting on the exercise ball.
"Mmmm what are you-"
Before Rachel could finish her sentence, Grace resumed ramming her cock inside of her. All he could do was hold himself up, as Grace brought him expertly back to the cusp of orgasm. As a man, Rachel would never have been able to go again so quickly. It didn't even worry her that she had completely stopped in referring to herself as a man. How could she keep that up while getting fucked in the school gym?
"Holy fuck! This is so fucking good!" She moaned.
"I knew you loved this!" Grace groaned, trying her best to not cum.
"Well the pretense kind of shattered when I came my brains out, didn't it?" Rachel laughed.
She was so happy that she gave into her desires. Going back to life as a man would be a life of unfulfillment and misery. The way her body moved with every thrust, the way that cock filled her up, the sheer pleasure that surged through her body! There was no going back now.
"I need to say something." Rachel moaned.
"Is now really the best time?" Grace chuckled. "I must admit, fucking you like you're some cum slut is more thrilling than I thought!"
Being called a cum slut was enough to send Rachel over the edge once again. And while she had achieved so many orgasms with her toys, Grace was right... There was something more visceral about these orgasms. Maybe because, as she lay back and allowed the pleasure to jolt through her body, Grace continued to fuck her senseless.
Grace couldn't hold back anymore. Rachel had surpassed her expectations and become a goddess of sex! Her amazing body, which Grace had gifted her, was now too much to handle.
"I'm gonna cum!" She moaned.
Without being prompted, Rachel dropped to her knees once more and held up her breasts, inviting Grace to cum all over her. Such an offer was irresistible to Grace, who couldn't hold back any longer. Jet after jet of warm cum sprayed across Rachel's tits and face, slowly dripping down her panting body.
"Christ! That was the best sex I've ever had as a man!" Grace mused.
She watched as Rachel started giggling, examining her cum covered body. A finger scraped across her skin and entered her mouth. She actually went a step further than Grace expected and tasted the cum on her chest. From the look on her face, she was enjoying it as well.
"I don't think I need to hear what you wanted to say, Rach." Grace laughed. "You're gonna make a great Apprentice!"
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