AUNT JENNY - A PRELUDE
It wasn’t until my 18th birthday that I found out about my powers.
My issue when I was younger was that I had an incredibly high libido, not that that’s changed much. All I could do was think about sex, even though I was a virgin. What it felt like to embrace a woman, be inside one, feel their breasts and the soft flesh of their pussy. One might even say I was obsessed with the female body. So much so that back then, I even wondered what it was like to be a woman, to wear the clothes, the underwear, how the tight clothes felt against the body. Did it feel restrictive or freeing? What was it like to have that kind of physique? What did the more sexual feelings and sensations of being a woman feel like, I wondered. But, because I was young I still had insecurities, pretending and claiming I knew more than I actually did... to compensate in front of my friends.
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It was Friday evening when the doorbell rang.
“Bryan, can you get the door please?!” Mom yelled from downstairs.
“Okay!” I yelled back as I rushed down the stairs and opened the door to see my mom’s sister standing on our welcome mat.
“Sup squirt!” Jenny said as she booped my nose, holding her typical gym bag that was being utilized as luggage.
I chuckled with a huge smile, “Hey, Aunt Jenny! Thanks for coming over for my birthday.”
Aunt Jenny, was my mom’s younger sister. She was over for the weekend to celebrate my birthday. She was particularly caring of me, almost in a big sister sort of way. Always teaching me things, hanging out with me, and we had awesome banter whenever she was over.
She was 33, six years younger than my mom and in incredibly good shape. She was a fitness model and would always walk around in athletic wear… Sports bras, gym leggings, tanks, compression shorts, etc. Even when lounging, they were comfortable she said and this time was no different.
She leaned forward and gave me a hug, I could feel her 36D size breasts compress against my chest as we embraced each other. Somehow, she had managed to maintain her breast size even while being so lean of fat.
We took a step back from each other, “Well it wouldn’t be much of a birthday without me, would it?” She said grinning.
I would be lying if I said I wasn’t checking her out while she talked… I know she’s my aunt but she was so incredibly attractive. Her blonde hair was pulled back into a tight ponytail and she had an athletic physique. Her stomach was toned and flat, her arms looked strong and her shoulders were broad but still feminine. She had beautiful, elegant eyes with soft facial features but a defined jawline that gave her face shape.
I stepped to the side pulling the door with me, allowing her to walk into the house.
As she walked by I couldn’t help but notice how her quad arched away from her hip only to curve back down to the knee, her round ass that was clearly defined by her leggings curved out and down only to create a nice butt crease at the top of her well developed hamstrings. Clear that she invested large amounts of time at the gym to sculpt her body.
“Per usual, you get the guest house to yourself since there isn’t enough room for your ego and the rest of us in the main house.” I said with a smile.
“Ohhh aren’t we witty today?” She said looking over her shoulder as she was setting down her bags.
“I try. By the way, we just turned the hot water on for the guest house an hour or so ago. So you’ll have to shower and whatnot in the main house until late morning tomorrow, unless you want an ice cold shower.”
“Being around your mom, I just might need it.” She said jokingly.
I closed the door and turned around. Her back was to me and she was still bent over, digging through her bag. My eyes were instantly drawn to her crotch, I could see where her gym leggings were pressing on and around a soft mound of flesh between her legs, creating a clear outline of her vagina.
I started to feel myself get hot so I put my hands in my pockets and pulled by dick to the side by grabbing it through the pocket cloth, hiding my growing erection.
Jenny stood upright placing her weight on her back leg, she had grabbed her toothbrush and toothpaste.
“Jenny! I was worried you weren’t going to make it tonight.” Mom said coming from a side door down the hall that lead to the kitchen.
Jenny hugged my Mom and said, “Yeah, traffic was bad, what should of been an hour drive ended up taking four. I’m going to brush my teeth and hit the bed, I’m pretty tired.”
“Of course. We’ll see you in the morning.” Mom said as she started to walk back to the kitchen.
“Night squirt!” Jenny said, smiling at me.
“Night, loser!” I fired back.
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6 a.m. the next morning, I’m standing in the kitchen of the main house when Jenny walks through the kitchen door that leads to the backyard. Her hair was in another ponytail and she was wearing a black sports bra that showed ample cleavage with skin tight compression shorts. She turned around to close the door. The leg sleeves of her compression shorts stopped right under her ass cheeks, accentuating her butt crease.
She turned back around. Facing me, she bent over to untie her shoes, causing her breasts to tug towards the ground and allowing me to look straight down her bra. She teetered for a moment before she stood upright, shoes not yet off.
“Gah, keep losing my balance. My legs are tired after that morning workout!” She said, turning around to face the door so she could use it’s handle for balance.
She bent back down, pointing her ass right at me. Once again, the soft mound of flesh her pussy pressed against the tight fabric of her compression shorts, creating a clear but subtle bump between her legs.
I intentionally dropped a fork onto the ground just as she began to stand upright again so that I could get a better view of her perfectly round and toned ass. Never looking down, I lowered myself towards the fork - bringing my eyes leveled with the tallest point of her bent over body, admiring how she squeezed her ass into those tight shorts. She stood up and my attention was then drawn elsewhere, I became mesmerized by the thigh gap that was in front me. I could no longer see the soft mound that was her pussy as it was obscured by her round and muscular butt.
Just as she turned around, I stood back up. Pressing myself into the kitchen counter to hide my erection.
“What are you doing up so early?” She asked.
“I was hungry and didn’t want to wait for Mom or Dad to make food. Want some?”
“Nah, I have a protein shake with my name on it and I need to hop in the shower. I need to get ready for brunch with your Mom and her friends. Excited for your birthday dinner tonight?!”
“Yeah, the sooner we have dinner the sooner I don’t need to see you.” I said smugly.
“Oh, oh, very funny. Hah, Hah, it is to laugh.” Jenny said amused.
“Okay Donald Duck - I see you.” I said impressed.
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10:30 a.m. rolls around and I was having an argument with my Mom in the kitchen. She found forums and guides talking about sex on my laptop. They were the sites where men and women could ask questions about different aspects of the opposite gender, how to pleasure them, what it felt like, etc. It was a place to learn but she only thought I was looking at porn.
I looked outside the window to see Jenny walking across the backyard from the guest house wearing a black wrap ankle-length maxi dress with a beige pattern from top to bottom along with black heels. The wrap dress did a wonderful job of outlining her body, highlighting her waist. Her hair and dress flowed behind her with every step forward that she took. Pure elegance.
My attention was broken by mom’s condescending tone. Becoming more visibly upset I started to turn away from the window to head upstairs before Jenny saw what was happening, but it was too late. She met my eyes from outside just before I turned and gave me a concerned look.
As I was walking down the hall I could hear the kitchen door opening and Jenny’s heels hitting the wood floor.
“She just doesn’t understand, no one understands.” I muttered to myself.
“Bryan, wait up!” Jenny called out, I could hear her now bare footfall against the wood floor as if in a light jog. I ignored her, frustrated by my Mom and sulking.
“Bryan, what happened? Did you want…”
Jenny was mid-sentence when I grabbed the banister and swung my body around so I was facing the kitchen again, to take my first step up the stairs. Just as I planted my foot on the first step, Jenny grabbed the hand that was gripping the railing.
“...to talk… about…. anything…” She trailed off, not even raising her pitch at the end of her sentence to turn it into a question. All the while her expression of concern turned into a blank stare with glossed over eyes.
After one or two awkward seconds, I said “Jenny, you okay?”
Her eyes snapped back into focus and she turned her head back and forth as if shaking something off. She realized her hand was still on mine, “Jenny?... Oh… sorry.” she said as she slowly lifted her hand. Her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she looked like she was trying to mentally register something.
“You sure?” I asked questioningly.
“Uh, yeah. I’m fine” She reassured me, eyebrows still furrowed but nodding her head as if trying to convince herself.
“Okay. I’m going to go upstairs, then.” I said not really knowing how to respond.
“Jenny, I’m going to head to the restaurant first. You said you wanted to drive separately because you had some things to take care of before dinner, right?” My Mom asked Jenny as she came down the hallway, just as I reached the top of the stairs.
“Yeah, I’ll see you there.”
“Okay, should be six of us. It’ll be great to see everyone.” Mom said stepping out the front door and closing it behind her.
“Bryan, can you come down here please?” Jenny called out.
I exited my room and walked down the hallway stopping at the top of the staircase, looking down at Jenny.
Her gaze already looking up at the top before I arrived. She looked so refined, beautiful, and sophisticated in her wrap dress. She was hugging her purse against her stomach, arms crossed, breasts resting on her forearms.
“Can you walk with me to the guest house, please?” She requested with a straight face.
“Uhh, sure. What’s up?” I asked.
“I’ll explain when we get inside.”
With that, we exited the main house through the kitchen and walked over to the guest house.
The guest house was a rambler, a single story house that wasn’t very big. When you walked into the entryway, directly left was a living room furnished with a couch and a tv that hung on a brick wall over a fireplace. Moving clockwise, the living room connected to the kitchen, which lay straight ahead when you entered through the front door, and the laundry room just to the right of that. Directly to my right was a hallway with four doors. Two of the four doors were halfway down the hall and sat across from each other, these were bedrooms. At the very end of the hallways two more doors sat, one was a shared bathroom and the other was a towel closet.
Once we stepped inside she closed the door behind me and pointed left, instructing me to wait in the living room. She went right, down the hallway and entered the room on the left.
I slid my feet out of my slippers and stepped into the carpeted living room. I stopped just behind the couch, leaning on the spine of it’s backrest with my hands while I waited. I heard the sound of bare feet walking on the wood floor that made up the rest of the house, Jenny was walking down the hallways towards me.
I turned around and saw Jenny standing in the entryway in her underwear! She was wearing a fine mesh bra that comfortably held her breasts and left nothing to the imagination. Her panties looked to be made of a soft knitted mesh material and they sat snug against her hips and groin. Clearly showing how her toned stomach smoothly transitioned into her flat crotch.
Her left hand rested on her hip and her weight was put onto her back left leg. She stared down, looking at her phone.
“Uhhh… Aunt Jenny… What are you doing?...” I asked.
Holding her body’s position, her head perked up to look at me, “Hm? Oh.” Realizing what I had asked, she lowered her head back down to focus on her phone as she began talking, “I’m texting the girls at brunch to let them know I won’t be making it. That something came up that I need to take care of. That should get Mom, my sister, out of our hair for at least a couple of hours.”
“Mom? What?” I was starting to get even more confused. Why was my Aunt standing in front of me in her underwear like it was no big deal. Why was she so casually calling her sister Mom? What the fuck is going on?
Jenny finally lowered her phone and saw my confused and worried expression.
She looked me in the eyes with a face of understanding and said, “Look Bryan, it’s hard to explain... but I’m you… and your Aunt Jenny.”
“Huh?” My mouth dropped open before slowly closing it. “What in the actual fuck does that even mean? Is this a prank? To get back at me for something I said in one of our witty exchanges? Because this is some next level stuff.”
She chuckled, “No, it’s not a joke. Like I said, it’s hard to explain. When I touched your hand on the banister earlier, these tendril looking things shot out of you and wrapped around my arm. I couldn’t move, it was like my body was paralyzed. I’m not sure how long it lasted for but it seemed like hours, days even. There wasn’t pain but I was still panicking. The tendrils slowly crawled up into my mouth, my eyes, and any other hole they could find.” She shrugged as she said: “If you catch my drift.” She continued on, “Eventually the tail end of the tendrils left your body and continued to crawl into me. It was like all of this information was being forced inside my head, memories and experiences started flooding my brain. Not really sure of when I was going to be able to move again I started trying to figure out what the hell happened and how we came to be in Aunt Jenny’s body… I realized that I had two sets of memories, Aunt Jenny’s life and ours. Every little aspect, but it does appear that we seem to be more in the driver seat, though. So, I’m still your Aunt Jenny… but I’m also us.”
I was speechless, I didn’t know what to think. What was I supposed to think?
“Regardless, having the knowledge and experiences of two people - I’m very much a melded persona right now, . But it also means that I know you’ve been checking out my body.” She groped her breasts and slapped her ass. She tilted her head to the side and gave me a knowing smile, “Watching me in my leggings and tight fitness tops, my ass in my tight compression shorts. The way my crotch looks in athletic wear.” She said pressing a finger flat against her pussy and dragging her palm upwards toward her navel, leaving her underwear in the shape of a cameltoe.
I took a step back and bumped into the couch. I planted my hands behind me on top of the couches backrest to steady myself. Mouth slightly open in disbelief.
“It's okay, you know,” she nodded slightly offering reassurance as she took a single step toward me. “we’ve been curious for awhile now. Curious to know what it was like to be a woman…” She was so casual in the way she spoke, so matter of fact as she took another step. “...Curious to know what it was like to wear all those tight fitting clothes… what it feels like to walk with breasts and no dick or balls to swinging between our legs when moving.” She gripped the waistband of her panties and pulled them so they rested higher on her hips, pulling her thong deeper between her ass cheeks and stretching the cloth around her groin, forcing the cloth to lay flat against her pussy again, making the tendons that converged between her thighs more apparent before returning to her previous pose.
“Wha….” I stammered.
Jenny still standing in the entryway with her left hand on her hip and right hand resting at her side, still holding her phone - broke eye contact with me and drew her stare to my groin, she smirked and raised an eyebrow.
She raised her gaze to once again meet my eyes, “Well I can tell you what it’s like. I know every detail you’re looking for.” She began to slowly walk towards me as she spoke, gently placing one foot in front of the other, swaying her hips as she walked. “The soft vibrations I feel in my breasts with every step, what it’s like to sway my hips as I walk. Feeling this tight pussy get squeezed between my thighs as I go… or how sensitive my nipples are, sending a tingle to my groin with every jiggle that causes them to rub against this mesh bra… It’s quite freeing, actually - the tight clothing, feeling everything so close and snug to my body.”
As she finished that last sentence, she stood directly in front of me. The farthest reaching point of her breasts gently pressed into my upper chest. I could feel them flattening against me as she leaned in closer, they were so soft. Her breath gently breezed onto my face as she slightly tilted her head down to maintain eye contact.
“Even the feeling of my breasts and niples being pushed back into me against your chest is sensational.”
I was lost in her gaze, they squinted at me, searching my eyes. “We could finally have some real experience to pull from when we talk to our friends tomorrow.” She said with an arrogant smile.
My head was running wild trying to imagine all of the sensations she was describing. I was getting excited by the thought of sleeping with a woman... getting the perspective of a gorgeously beautiful woman.
After a brief pause in her talking I was pulled out of my trance when I felt a hand firmly squeeze and grip my junk. Without letting go, she raised an eyebrow and curled the left corner of her mouth to give me a smug look.
“Let's go to the bedroom. Aunty Jenny has some things to teach you.”
[END]
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Hey everyone! I have had a couple of people from the original site who have my email message me saying I should post it here in case people have requests etc. So please check the comments for a more detailed note :)