I never really meant for things to go this far.
When I first found that strange little amulet in the junk shop, I figured it would make a great little accent piece for a costume I was working on for the next con. It had that look of a magic charm, but not exactly like something I’d ever seen before.
It wasn’t until a few days later that I even discovered it really was special. I was just finishing up a new costume, I was trying for a steam punk kind of wizard, wearing a waist coat under a wizard’s robe. I’d just finished putting on the suit part when I thought the amulet would look perfect hanging out of the pocket. I picked it up and then felt like a shockwave rocked through me and my body seemed glow for a moment.
I didn’t realize what had just happened, but I felt weird and then I looked in the mirror. I didn’t see myself reflected in the mirror, rather it was like some old dude, with sparse gray hair and wrinkly skin. I gasped in shock, and it came out as a hacking, raspy fit. I fell back and my hand fell onto the robe, while the amulet was still in my other hand.
Again, there was the shockwave of sensation, this time I wasn’t a surprised and could actually feel it as it pushed through me, my body seeming to change as it went. Everything felt weird again, my chest felt both heavy and squeezed into my top, and my hips were straining against my pants. I looked up into the mirror again. Now I was staring at a middle-aged woman, not bad looking, with her breasts straining against the waistcoat and shirt underneath.
The shock of it was starting to wear off and I reached for my regular shirt, careful to hold the amulet and watch in the mirror as I grabbed it. Another rush hit me, and this time I watched as a glowing amber light flowed over me, my body shifting again, back into my regular self. I may not always be the smarted guy in the room, but I could help but smile. I didn’t know how this worked, but it was magic, and I knew I was going to have a lot of fun.
Thankfully, I had the house to myself. My parents had moved for a new job and let me, and my sister stay while we went to college. My sister was out of town for the summer as well, having found a summer job as a tour guide upstate. That left me with all the privacy I needed to explore this new discovery.
And explore I did, I had a lot of random fabric from thrift shops for my costume making, and it didn’t take me long to try out and label everyone. Sadly, most of them were pretty boring, like just regular people, but there were a few stand outs. There were a couple of nice buff dudes, but I really had to admit I really got a thrill out of the girls I could turn into. There was a cute Asian girl, a busty brunette, and a skinny blonde. I can’t deny that I played around a lot with all of them, exploring their bodies. It was kind of surprising how different they all were.
It really felt good squeezing my boobs as the brunette, while it didn’t feel so special as the blonde, but pinching my nipples felt just amazing. Most surprising was that I really loved shoving the biggest dildo up my pussy when I was the little Asian girl. I spent a lot of time trying it all out, but I never got brave enough to step out of my house. It was kind of fun being different people, but only where it was safe.
It was like a week before I started to get a little bored, and I pushed past the line I had been trying to keep and went into my sister’s bedroom. It didn’t take me long to find her underwear drawer and I was already naked. I pulled open her closet mirror and then grabbed the amulet and her clothes.
In a flash I was her, her long hair, her long runner’s legs, perky tits, and cute face. It took me a moment to take just how nice she looked, and that I was really doing this. It was more than just the body. It was that I had like all her wardrobe too. Until now, I’d just been going around basically naked as whoever I turned into, but now I could really try everything out.
So, I got dressed. I picked out a pair of cute pink panties and pulled them on. They felt so weird, the way they really snuggly fit between my legs and over my sister’s well-trimmed snatch. The bra took a bit to figure out, but I finally got it. That was less fun, as it seemed a bit snug in places, lifting and squeezing, but I wasn’t about to stop. I found a skirt and a short top and pulled them on and then a nice pair of stockings to finish off.
My sister usually had a decent sense of fashion, and I know I wasn’t quite living up to her skill at matching outfits, but I thought I looked pretty cute, and the whole thing felt kind of kinky wearing her underwear and really dressed up as a girl. The waviness of the skirt, the snug panties and everything just kind of started to turn me on.
That’s where things really started to go sideways. I heard the doorbell ring. I went to answer it without even thinking, and it wasn’t until I opened the door that I realized I was still in my sister’s body, and I was suddenly staring up at her on and off boyfriend.
“Oh, hi, Vi! I didn’t realize you were in town. I was just wanting to drop some stuff of your stuff off with your brother.” He smiled as he lifted a bag to show me. I shuddered for a moment, the earlier kinky arousal suddenly amped up by seeing this shockingly cute guy right in front of me.
For all the hours in the last few days I’d spent as a girl, I hadn’t really thought much about guys. Sure, I had some dildos, but I’d been careful not to get any that looked realistic. It was kind of a bridge too far to even consider the real thing. Now, suddenly it was right in front of me, and I realized that girls could be just as deliriously attracted to guys as the other way around. Though, I had to admit, my eyes were drawn to a few different places, like his firm muscles, and those sparkling green eyes.
“Yeah, I... I’m just got back for a little break. Why don’t you come in?” I stepped aside and let him walk right in. “My brother’s out for the day too.”
“Really? I didn’t think he left the house much.” Tom laughed. That was true enough, but I was far more interested in other things at the moment. I closed the door behind him and led him back to the living room.
“Right, so we shouldn’t waste the opportunity.” I smiled over at him. He couldn’t possibly know just how far I meant that. I helped him drop the bag onto the coffee table and slid up next to him. I just wanted to be closer, and I shuddered a bit as I pulled in close and looked up at him. Suddenly, felt small. Not that I’d been a huge guy before, but now I was like looking up at Tom’s chin and that just made me tingle in the strangest way.
“Um... yeah I thought you wanted to take a break...” Tom stammered a bit as he looked down at me while I was pressing into him, biting my lip. I couldn’t really say why I was diving in so fast. Sure, I was turned on, but it was like I couldn’t help myself. I could see the confusion in his eyes, and I just reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss.
I’d never kissed a guy before, hell, I’d barely kissed many girls, but I just went for it, passionately. I slid my tongue into his mouth and whatever hesitancy he felt just faded away as our lips smacked together. I was almost tonsil deep when the groping started. I felt his hands slide around my waist and then down grabbing my ass. I pulled him in tighter and then suddenly I felt myself being lifted up by the thighs.
I gasped a bit but didn’t stop kissing him as he pulled me up and helped me wrap my legs around his waist. Then he started walking and carried me into my sister’s bedroom as I held him tight. It was so crazy! And then I felt him lowering me onto the bed and pulling off my panties and skirt. I helped wiggle out of them and I started pulling at his clothes. First his shirt, then his pants, and it wasn’t long before he was far more naked than me.
Then I pulled him down again and kissed him, enjoying the feeling of my bare skin against his as he moved on top of me. My legs spread open for him and I could see his hard cock jutting out towards my exposed mound. It was so crazy to see, and I couldn’t help myself from reaching down to guide him in. This is when he pulled back a bit and looked at me.
“Don’t you want me to get a condom?” He asked looking a bit concerned. His words gave me a tingle again, that concern for me needs touching me. My emotions were out of control, but I shook my head.
“I’m on the pill.” I lied. I really had no idea what would happen, but I needed to feel him inside me, just his bare flesh. I tugged gently on his cock again, back towards my eager, aching pussy. It was just enough to get his attention and he nodded. He moved forward again, and I felt the thick head of his cock pressing against my sensitive feminine lips. The warmth and fleshy feeling of a real dick was so much more alluring than all the fake dildos I’d played with before and I braced myself.
Then, just like that, I felt him thrust into me. His cock filling me with one hard drive and I arched my back, overwhelmed by the sensation of fullness radiating from between my legs. I pushed back against him, grinding my hips against his as I moaned.
“Oh... oh god, yes...” I moaned wantonly.
“So, you did miss me.” He smiled and then started thrusting into me. No amount of masturbation could have prepared me for the feeling of being fucked. Yes, I’d had nice thick dildos shoved up my pussy, but that wasn’t the same. I had been in control, every motion, the rhythm, the speed, all of it had been me. Being fucked was something else entirely, he helped set the rhythm. His cock sometimes drove deep, sometimes fast, sometimes slow. His hands rubbed all over my body, distracting me and enticing me. It was like dancing, but deeper, more primal.
Every moment was raw pleasure, all drawing more and more intense. I couldn’t help but love it and kept throwing myself at him. I could feel myself about to cum, but I held it, moaning and gasping as he thrust into me.
“Hard, oh yes... fuck me harder!” I moaned, grasping at him as I squeezed down on his every thrust. I knew what a guy liked, kind of, it was hard to focus on that when so much feminine pleasure was washing over me, but I ground my hips on him just the same. I could feel his breaths growing more desperate and feel his thrusts speeding up.
Then he drove hard and deep and I knew he was peaking as I felt his cock throbbing inside me and a strange warmth spreading inside me. A guy was cumming inside me! It was so crazy, so hot, and I let go and screamed out my release. I’d never felt such a powerful orgasm before, and I cried out in pleasure.
The moment of clarity came a bit later, as the heat of the moment faded, and the afterglow dimmed. I realized what I’d just done, fucking a guy like a crazed slut. I didn’t regret it, it felt far too good to regret. I just looked up at the ceiling for a moment and smiled. I hadn’t planned on it coming to this, but I wasn’t about to stop now.
I don’t think I let Tom leave our house the rest of the weekend. It wasn’t hard to keep a guy interested after all, and I loved every minute of it. I wasn’t sure what I was going to do next, but for now, I had a hot stud to ride, and a cute body to enjoy and I wasn’t going to miss the opportunity to enjoy it.