Logan couldn’t help but feel he was always being compared to his younger sister, Tracy. She was two years behind him in school and constantly ways to outshine him. Her grades were higher, she was better overall athlete, and to top it off, she was one of the most popular people in the school.
It wasn’t hard to be liked when you looked like Tracy. Aside from a glowing personality, she was physically perfect. A beautiful face atop a body that had curves in all the right places. His friends reminded on a regular basis that his sister was “hot as hell.” More than a few of them took their shot with her only to be tactfully denied. Most of those “friends” stop coming around once they knew they had no chance with Tracy.
Tracy could have done whatever she wanted after graduating. Nobody was surprised when she decided to take up modeling.
Logan was feeling low about himself when he came across Tracy’s Instagram post. He was struggling to figure out a career path of his own while she was posting photos of herself in lingerie with her boobs as the center point.
Super excited for today’s shoot!!
“I wish I had it that easy,” Logan muttered to himself.
A sudden flash of bright light filled his vision. As it subsided, Logan realized his surroundings had changed. Adding to his confusion, something felt off with his body. He felt naked, but smaller...in most places.
He was startled by the sudden appearance of an equally confused looking Tracy staring at him.
“What are yo-” Logan didn’t have to finish his question to realize he was looking in a mirror. He looked down and saw Tracy’s breasts nestled in the pink bra he’d seen in her Instagram post moments earlier.
“They’re ready for you on set, Tracy!” A voice announced from a doorway behind him.
“Uh. Okay!” Logan called back. He didn’t know what else to do or say.
Tracy’s phone lit up on the table in front of him. Unsurprisingly, the called ID read LOGAN. He picked it up with her impeccably manicured hands and answered.
“Tracy?”
“L-g--! W--t ------ h-l--- on? --- yu- -- my body?” His sister cried.
Logan was thrown by the sound of his own panicked voice struggling to make sense through poor cell service.
“Tracy! Tracy! don’t know how this happened! ” He yelled back. “What do I do? They calling me to the set!”
All he heard was a single beep followed by CALL FAILED flashed across the screen.
“Fuck!”
“Everything okay? They’re waiting on you!” The voice from the doorway declared, in a less than friendly tone.
Logan froze and stared at the mirror. There was no way around it. He was going to have to go through with the photoshoot. He was the one who wished himself into this situation so he had to deal with the consequences. Tracy’s modeling career shouldn’t suffer from his mistake.
“Coming!” He replied.
“This is all I have to wear, right?” Logan asked the production assistant.
“Yeah, for now,” he replied, unfazed by the gorgeous half-naked woman in front of him. “You read the script, didn’t you?”
“Of course!”
Logan had no idea that Tracy was acting now. Nor did he know why he sad that he read the script.
“Good, let’s go!” The PA announced their imminent arrival on set over his walkie-talkie as he lead the way.
Logan followed along trying his best to look natural. It wasn’t easy. The sway of Tracy’s hips was only slightly less distracting than the perpetual jiggling on her chest. Logan thought bras were supposed to keep that from happening.
Tracy was an early bloomer and was the envy of all her girlfriends and female cousins. Logan had gotten used to seeing her lounge around the house in a sports bra or tank top, so it wasn’t as if he was uncomfortable with his sister’s body.
However, he never expected to someday have to felt like to have her boobs hanging off of his chest!
I guess this is more decorative than functional He thought while looking down at the lacy undergarment.
Logan felt so exposed walking through hallways full of random people, most of whom were men. Many of them didn’t take much notice of the scantily clad 19 year old woman walking past them.
There he was in Tracy’s body wearing only a bra and panties, and it was just another day at the office for them. He could feel her panties wedged between her shapely bottom but couldn’t bring himself to reach back and pick it.
They finally reached the set where Logan’s nerves kicked into overdrive. Aside from the expected camera operators, sound guy, and director - there was a fully naked man stroking his rather large cock.
“Oh,” Logan muttered before stopping in dead in his tracks.
Tracy is doing porn!?! Mom and Dad are going to kill her!
“Let’s go, babe!” shouted the director. “Ben’s hard and you’ve got all the holes!”
Oh fuck! The directors words shook Logan from his trance. They’re expecting ME to shoot a porn in my sister’s body!
“Umm, I...” Logan stammered.
“Look,” the director began, mildly frustrated. “I know this is your first time doing this but you seemed very excited when you showed up an hour ago. Has something changed since then?”
“Well, kinda. But...” There’s no way ANYONE is going to believe what happened to me!
“You’re free to back out if you want, but that will result in a lot of angry people and a lot of wasted money,” he explained. “So, either go put your clothes, leave, and kiss your career goodbye, OR, go fuck that guy with the huge cock over there while we film it. Understood?”
Logan quietly nodded.
“Good.”
Logan looked over at his would-be costar. The sight of a handsome well-hung man stroking his dick did something to Tracy’s body for which Logan was not prepared. Arousal in Tracy’s body hit him like a truck.
He felt flushed. Desire overwhelmed him. If he still had his cock, it’d be getting hard.
“We’re starting with a blowjob,” the director explained. “He’s ready when you are, sweetie.”
As if guided by intuition, Logan found himself moving towards the naked man with only one goal in mind - suck that fucking dick.
Before the direction made any call for “action,” Logan was on his knees, face to face with a strange man’s hard cock. He could smell its musk, which only made Tracy’s body hornier.
*Fuck! I can’t believe I’m going to do this with HER body!* Logan reached out and began stroking the Ben’s cock. He let out a satisfied grunt of approval. Feeling somewhat proud of his small accomplishment, Logan looked up and smiled.
“How about you put my cock on your mouth, honey?” Ben smirked.
A sly smile crept across his face before he opened wide. As he wrapped Tracy’s soft lips around rock hard dick, Logan moaned. He may have only been a woman for fifteen minutes and he had soaked through his panties.
Jesus, her body loves doing this Logan thought while the tip pressed into the back of his throat. *I can’t believe my little sister is such a passionate cocksucker.”
Ben took a handful of Tracy’s hair and began gently fucking Logan’s face. All he could do was relax his jaw and let it happen.
“Gah, gah, gah,” was the only sound Logan could make as his sister’s mouth was used as a fucktoy, Ben’s ball gently bouncing off of her chin.
“That’s good,” the director shouted casually. “Moving on. Lose the bra and panties.”
“That’s a good little slut,” Ben muttered as he pulled Logan off of his cock. “Now get up.”
Logan grabbed Ben’s extended handed and rose from his knees. His head was spinning, his chin was covered in saliva, and his panties were soaked.
With a bit of help from her muscle memory, Logan reached behind his back and fumbled with the bra clasp. After finally getting it unhooked, he felt the full weight of her breasts.
I guess the bra was doing the heavy lifting!
Despite having just sucking dick in front of a room full of strangers, Logan felt a bit uneasy about exposing his sister’s tits.
He let out a sigh before pulling the bra away from his chest.
“Very nice.” The director noted.
As he pulled off his panties, Tracy’s tits swung forward.
God, do these things ever stop moving?!
Logan now stood completely naked in for the entire world to see. The cool air hit Tracy’s wet pussy, causing him to squirm.
“Ok, Ben. Time to be a gentleman and show the young lady a good time!”
Ben lifted Tracy’s petite body like it was nothing and threw Logan on his back. He felt almost helpless as he looked past her massive tits to her open legs.
“Nice and wet for me already,” Ben declared before easily sliding two fingers inside.
“OH GOD!” Nothing could have prepared Logan for that feeling. The pleasure radiated throughout Tracy’s body. Logan squirmed and moaned while bucking his hips.
I need more! Logan’s mind screamed.
Ben dove between Tracy’s thighs with laser focus. He dragged his tongue from the bottom of her pussy up to her clit, licking every inch of her pussy along the way.
“Fuck, yes!” Logan could barely contain himself. The best blowjob could not compare to the pleasure he felt from his sister’s clit.
“Please don’t stop,” he begged in a breathy whisper while taking a hold of Ben’s hair.
A strong moved up Tracy’s side and took a firm grip of her tit. Logan’s moans of enthusiasm only encouraged Ben to work harder.
His tongue darted back and forth across the clit while he curled two fingers deep inside. He was playing her body like an instrument and Logan was screaming in all the right notes.
Logan came with an intensity that made him forget his precarious situation. It no longer matter that he was stuck in his little sister’s body. The constantly shifting weight on her chest was no longer a distraction. He didn't care that he had just sucked a strange man’s dick in front half a dozen people while being filmed.
All Logan could think about at the moment was pleasure and Tracy’s body was built for it. Even Ben’s hand cupping her ass sent gave Logan a thrill.
“Sounds like she’s ready, Ben. Stick it in her.”
Ben rose from his knees, his cock coming back into Logan’s view. He seductively bit Tracy’s lower lip and mentally prepared himself for what was about to happen.
In one well-practiced motion, Ben positioned himself at just the right angle to slide all seven inches into Tracy’s pussy with little resistance.
“Uuuunnhhhgaaaahhh!” The sensation of simply being penetrated was enough to make Tracy’s body cum.
Logan wished he could spread he could take Ben’s cock deeper. With Ben towering over him, Logan decided to just lay back and and enjoy.
Every thrust sent waves of pleasure from Tracy’s pussy throughout the rest of her body. Her large breasts bouncing with Ben’s rhythm. Logan’s focus was pulled back and forth between the pounding in his pussy and the movement on his chest.
“Your tits are fucking amazing,” Ben grunted. “You’re so fucking hot!”
Logan knew he should reply with anything other than a simple, “thank you.”
“Shut up and fuck my pussy!” He growled.
Logan was just as shocked as Ben was by the response.
“Okay, now you get on top, darling!”
Ben pulled out and laid on the bed, stroking his dripping wet cock in the process. Logan climbed on top and felt in charge for once. That didn't last long as Ben press his cock into Tracy’s pussy and grabbed Ben by the hips.
“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” Logan screamed after being impaled. Once again, Tracy’s body took over and began moving its hips in a circular motion.
Ben reached up and grabbed one of her perfect tits.
“Ride my cock, you slut,” He groaned.
“That’s enough of that. Go to doggy.” More monotonous instructions were delivered while Logan was having the sexual experience of his life.
Ben pulled out resulting in an audible groan from Logan. He was suddenly so empty and he did not like it.
Ben made easy work of putting Logan in the next position. He quickly found himself on all fours with Tracy’s shapely ass in the air and her legs spread. A firm hand took a hold of her hip seconds before Logan need to be fucked more was satisfied.
A new position meant a different level of pleasure for Tracy’s pussy. Logan could only smile as Ben slammed into him. Her soft, heavy tits slapping against one another added to the chorus of sex noises that filled the set.
Between orgasms, Logan looked forward at caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. The sight of his sister being fucked from behind, her tits knocking together to the rhythm, with a look of pure ecstasy on her face was even more surreal than it would have been under different circumstances.
Who knows how Logan would have reacted to his little sister doing porn if he hadn’t learned about it first hand - and mouth...and pussy.
“You ready to finish?” Asked the disembodied voice behind the lights.
“Yeah!” Ben shouted back.
“Okay, Tracy. Get on your knees and look up. Show him that pretty face so he can cum all over it!”
“Ah!” Logan let out a disappointed gasp when Ben pulled out for the final time.
Logan spun around and dropped to his knees where he was once again face to face with Ben’s glorious cock. Its shaft glistening with Tracy’s juices. He lurched forward and engulfed it with her hungry mouth.
“Mmmmmpppph!” Logan groaned with his mouthful.
“Good girl,” Ben whispered from above. “Do you want me to cum on your face!”
Logan nodded with Ben’s cock still between Tracy’s soft lips.
Ben took a step back, forcing Logan to reluctantly free the dick from his grasp.
Tracy’s body still felt like it was on fire. Logan wish they could have fucked a little longer, or at he at least could have sucked Ben’s cock for a few more minutes.
It was only inches away from faces, being stroked to orgasm without any help from Logan.
“I’m gonna cum,” Ben groaned.
A camera swooped in between them just as the first rope of cum landed on Tracy’s face. Logan couldn’t believe how fast it came out. He barely had time to react before Ben erupted in a shower of hot cum.
Logan felt it splatter across his sister’s beautiful face, some of it inevitably landing in her open mouth. He quickly swallowed it down and opened wide in hopes for another taste. He was not disappointed as Ben just kept on cumming.
The warm, sticky mess spread from Tracy’s forehead down to her tits. It soon cooled on her soft skin while Ben squeezed out the last few drops onto her waiting tongue.
Logan swallowed the pool of cum that had gathered in his mouth before smiling with pride. He had been told that cum was an acquired taste and, clearly, Tracy had done so. Her tongue licked her luscious lips in search of the delicious salty treat.
“Cut!” The director shouted. “Nicely done, you too. Someone get that lovely young woman a towel.”
Ben, ever the gentleman, offered Logan assistance off the floor. He rose on shaky legs as the started to fully process what he had just done with his sister’s body.
“You remember how to get back to your dressing room?” The PA asked ask handed a Logan a towel. He nodded while wiping a large glob of cum from his chin.
The path back to his dressing room was littered with most of the same people as it had been thirty minutes earlier. This time, however, Tracy’s body was completely naked with and decorated in jizz.
Oddly enough, Logan felt more confident as he strode past the teamsters and production crew. He’d just had the best sex of his life and had the receipts on his face and tits to prove it.
Upon returning to his dressing room, Logan picked up Tracy’s phone. Unsurprisingly, there were four missed calls, two voicemails, and a dozen texts from his phone.
-CALL ME!!!!- The last text read.
Logan scrolled through the rest seeing the panic Tracy had been going through since they swapped...
-How did this happen!??!-
-Tell them you can’t do the shoot! Tell them you got your period! DO NOT GO TO SET!-
-Why aren’t you responding??? Please tell me you’re not doing what I think you’re doing!-
-Do not tell Mom and Dad about this!- -WHERE ARE YOU?!!-
Logan began typing out a response informing his sister that he was okay. As he did so, he started to think about what he was going to tell her.
“Hey, sis! All good over here. Just got fucked and took a facial in your body and LOVED it!” Logan said out loud to an empty room.
He put the phone down without sending anything and stared at the mirror.
Tracy was still beautiful despite smeared makeup and messy hair. Logan’s friends would lose their minds if he sent them a selfie from her phone. A picture of his sister topless, covered in dried cum with sex hair would make them jizz their pants.
Tracy’s gorgeous smile appeared in his reflection. Logan was enjoying the idea of making more men cum with her body and wasn’t ready to give it back just yet...