by D. L. Savage
“So?” Michael the lab assistant asked her, his eyes full of hope.
“It worked!” Allie practically screamed. “It was even better than I was imagining! Thank you so much Steven,” she added, turning to me, her eyes almost brimming with tears. “It means so much to me that you agreed to do this.”
“Hey, don’t mention it,” I mumbled, feeling a little pang of embarrassment at just how much I’d enjoyed it too – but in a totally different way. “I had fun.”
“Me too,” Allie smiled. “And tomorrow, are you willing to do an hour?”
“Hell,” I laughed, relieved that she seemed to be picking up no trace of the awkwardness I felt right now. “I’d do all day if you wanted!”
5
After Allie and I both filled in some preset questionnaires about our experience, and had our temperature, heart rate and blood pressure taken, we were free to take the rest of the day off. We said our goodbyes outside the lab, Allie explaining that she was going to take a nap back at her apartment, just to clear her head a little, and suggested I go back to my hotel to do the same.
“Thank you again, Steven,” she grinned, opening her arms to give me a big goodbye hug.
“Don’t mention it,” I replied as I squeezed her tightly, my arms wrapped around the slim, athletic body I’d just been inside a moment ago.
“Feels weird, doesn’t it?” she added as she stepped back a little, a strange expression playing across her pretty face. “I feel like a really know you now, in a way I don’t think I know anyone else ...”
“Yeah, me too,” I replied, hoping she couldn’t somehow sense how damn horny I still felt.
“Well, see you tomorrow,” she grinned, then turned and walked away.
I took one last look at her as she went – her ass encased in tight grey suit pants that showed of the perfect round curves of her buttocks and of course her long, luscious legs beneath.
And now I knew what it felt like to actually be her: to have her breasts, her ass, her pussy. I’d felt her getting wet, felt her clit throbbing, felt her nipples growing hard, felt her becoming overwhelmed with desire in a way that was so much more powerful and sensual than how I got horny.
Like right now, for instance.
My mind still felt fogged with desire, my cock rock solid, my heart pounding as the memory of those sensations, those feelings, flooded through me again. I could just about cling onto them, the sheer sensuality of being inside Allie’s body had utterly overwhelmed me, and I stumbled off down the street in the direction of my hotel, still so fucking turned on I almost couldn’t think straight.
From the corner of my eye, I spotted a Starbucks on the corner of the block and I raced towards it, dashing inside and making for the restroom, which I hoped I wouldn’t need a key or code from behind the counter to open.
As luck would have it, a customer was just exiting the small one-person bathroom, and I raced in after them just as they were leaving, quickly bolting the door then fumbling open my pants, my whole body trembling and shivering as I freed my cock, pumping it madly, my eyes closing as I let the feelings and sensations of being Allie once more spill through my mind.
I could feel the soft heavy weight of my breasts, feel my nipples hardening, feel my pussy growing hot and slick and wet between my legs.
With a final shuddering gasp, I came, my cum spurting powerfully into the toilet bowl in one of the most intense orgasms of my life.
After freshening up in the washroom, then grabbing a takeout coffee, I once again began the walk back to my hotel. There seemed to be none of the side effects Allie had worried about, other than a gentle feeling of dislocation; like I was floating around a little, outside of myself. I figured this was probably just my brain trying to readjust to my old body once again.
It was a bright warm day, and I strolled slowly through the streets, still processing the whole thing.
I already longed to be back inside her again – to enjoy her body from the inside again, as weird as that might sound.
Man, I was wrestling with so many conflicting thoughts and emotions all at once, and the whole episode had done nothing whatsoever to help me put my feelings for Allie in the past. If anything, it had magnified my lust for her.
But I didn’t care.
I’d experienced something totally new; totally different.
I’d been Allie.
And now I was addicted.
6
“Ready?” asked Allie the next morning, as we once again sat strapped into the chairs, hooked up to electrodes.
“Totally,” I grinned, my heart pounding but this time from pure excitement.
I couldn’t wait.
And what’s more, Allie had hinted that she had a surprise in store for us. She wouldn’t let on where we were going, but she was excited to try out a new ‘more interesting’ simulated environment for our second swap. And this time, we were to spend a full hour there.
“Okay, Michael,” she said to the lab assistant, who was once more waiting by the computer bank. “Count us in.”
“Five, four three, two ...”
FLASH.
This time, as the blinding whiteness sucked me out of my body, I didn’t feel at all scared. It was like going on your favourite rollercoaster. You were anticipating the thrill, enjoying the ride. And a moment later:
BOOM!
I opened my eyes, my vision once again crystal clear, like the purest HD imaginable. And what I saw was breathtaking. A beautiful beach, the kind you’d see in some luxury holiday brochure, except it was totally and utterly deserted – just pure white sand, palm trees, and a sparkling blue ocean stretching out into the distance. I could hear the soft lap of the shore and even feel warmth on my skin.
I looked down, feeling a quick jolt of excitement as I realized that this time I was dressed only in a skimpy black bikini, my nipples pointing out in two small yet noticeable bumps from the front of the costume. And again, I savored the soft delicious weight of my own breasts, tugging at my chest, feeling a shiver of goosebumps flash across my skin, and that now-familiar sweet aching throb starting to grow between my legs.
“So what do you think?” I heard my own voice call from behind me. “Pretty cool, right?”
I turned around, and there I was, dressed in just a small black speedo, and hey, I was looking pretty good! I felt a small flash of pride as I once again checked out all the hard work I’d been doing at the gym. My pecs were well defined, my biceps were getting there too, and there was even the start of a six pack. Sure, I was no hunk or anything, but I had a healthy, lean physique, like a pro runner or swimmer might have. Even the bulge of my cock looked pretty impressive in the speedo and actually ...
I couldn’t help but notice that my dick would only look that big if I had the start of a hard on. Not a total boner, but I knew the workings of my own cock well enough to realize that Allie must be feeling at least a little turned on right now, too.
Interesting, I thought to myself, feeling my own horniness increasing, both from the sheer pleasure of sensations inside me – so different, so much more nuanced and sensual than the regular I-just-need-to-cum-quick feelings I normally had as a man – and also, weirdly, from the sight of seeing my own male body looking so good, weird as that might sound.
Was it gay to be turned on by the sight of your own body? I wondered. Or was the word for that just ‘vain’?
“This place is incredible!” I laughed, enjoying the sound of the soft feminine voice that danced from my lips.
I even found myself gently running the tip of my tongue around my mouth, feeling the cute smallness of Allie’s perfect teeth, and then the plump wetness of her lips, so much fuller and softer than my own.
Every single thing felt both familiar and totally new. The way I breathed, the way my skin reacted to the warmth of the air upon it, even the way my arms and legs moved. I felt both stronger and also lighter, so healthy – and as weird as it sounds, I was taking pleasure simply in being there ins
ide her, like I was in some perfect space, some beautifully furnished room that I could just relax and enjoy.
“It’s so crazy seeing my body from outside like that,” Allie said just then, breaking me out of my thoughts as she strode towards me, my eyes again flicking down to the telltale bulge in her black speedos.
“Tell me about it,” I replied, still feeling a little awkward, as I let my hands hang awkwardly down by my sides, my pussy still throbbing between my legs, aching in a strange and delicious way that I just wanted to go on forever.
“This might sound kind of weird,” she said, a strange little glint in her eye now, “but can I touch you? Me I mean?”
I felt my pulse begin to race, wondering if she meant what I thought she meant. Surely not?
“Uh, sure, be my guest,” I replied, my voice trembling just a little. “It’s your body after all.”
“All in the name of science of course,” she added with a wry grin.
I stood there, my body poised, the sweet ache between my legs growing stronger as Allie reached out her hands – my hands – and placed them gently on my slim shoulders, letting her fingertips trace first down my arms, then up into my hair. As her hands moved to my face, I let my eyes close, savoring the sweet sensations that were building inside me, slowly but surely, her touch so delicate on my skin, now tracing my lips, then down, over my collarbone and between my breasts, her touch becoming more sure and inquisitive, as it moved up again.
I let out a soft breathy gasp as I felt her hands enclose my breasts. Damn, it felt so good to have them held like that, cupped in her palms, and I could feel my nipples tightening in that sweetly painful way, my pussy and clit going crazy now between my thighs.
I remained perfectly still, my whole body trembling as her hands slid down my sides, then cupped my ass, gripping it in her palms for a moment. And then I let out a moan as I felt her stroke me, right there between my legs, feeling a sharp sting of pleasure from my aching clit as her fingers pressed, just for a moment, at the soft wet cleft between my legs, working my pussy through the flimsy material of my bikini, the warm wetness feeling like it was spilling out of me as her fingers worked me closer and closer towards a kind of pleasure I’d never known before – so much more intense and sensual than anything I’d ever experienced as a guy, the sensations consuming my whole body, every nerve of me now singing with pure ecstasy.
But all of a sudden, she stopped, pulling her hand away.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” she gasped, as my eyes flashed open, to see me standing there before me, my face beet red and a huge, rock-hard boner now straining at the front of my speedos. “I got a little carried away.”
“No, no,” I said, my voice still trembling, my nerves still blazing, my pussy crying out for more. “I, uh, enjoyed it.”
Allie gave a sheepish smile, then looked away, obviously still totally embarrassed, wrestling with something in her mind, before quickly shaking her head.
“I’d better take a swim to cool off,” she said sheepishly, nodding down at her erection. “I’m sorry, Steven. That was totally and utterly inappropriate of me.”
She began to turn and walk towards the water, when I called out after her, “Allie, wait!”
She stopped and paused, looking at me, her face still red, her cock still straining at her speedos.
There was so much that I wanted to say in that moment, so much I wanted to tell her, so much more I wanted us to do. But as always, I felt my rational brain taking over, even though I was totally consumed with lust, more intense than any I’d ever known.
So instead of saying all the many things I wanted to say, all I said instead was, “I’m um just going to explore the beach a little.”
“Sure, go ahead,” she said with a strange smile, before turning once more and striding off towards the water, wading confidently into it and then beginning to swim, cutting so powerfully through the water.
I’d never been a particularly good swimmer, so it was doubly weird, seeing her using my own body like that – using my muscles to do things I couldn’t.
I watched her swim out a fair way, until she was just a speck in the distance, then turned and began to walk, heading off across the warm, pure white sand towards a cluster of palm trees a little way away.
And as I walked, my heart started to drum harder in my chest, as it began to dawn on me that I was finally alone – alone to enjoy Allie’s body as much as I wanted ...
7
I reached the palm trees, practically trembling with desire. Desire for myself. I felt more excited than a nervous teenage kid, the first time they lock themselves in the bathroom after learning about masturbation. The anticipation buzzed in my stomach as I lowered my body down onto the soft sand, resting my back against a tree, my eyes staring out into the distance for a moment, my 20/20 vision good enough to pick out the tiny pinprick of Allie, swimming in the sea. And now that she was in my body, I knew her vision wouldn’t be good enough to see anything.
Even so, I deliberated for just a moment, unsure if I was crossing some kind of line by doing this – was it really my body to touch. But I reminded myself that it wasn’t even real; that this was all just a simulation, remember?
With the last of my doubts pushed from my mind, I let my trembling hands finally reach up to cup my breasts, the breasts I’d dreamed about touching for as long as I could remember.
I groaned, as my fingers finally enclosed them, feeling the hard points of my nipples pushing into my palms, the waves of pleasure gently rising up through my whole body, my eyes closing as I let my right hand slide down between my legs, first touching myself there through the outside of the bikini, simply stroking my soft warm mound, tracing my fingertips over the two swollen lips and then between, a warm wetness already seeping through the fabric.
I let my touch graze further upwards, to what felt like the source of my pleasure, my clit, and when I touched it, my whole body shuddered involuntarily, my thighs clamping shut for a second, the sensation almost too much to take – just that one little touch more powerful, more intense than any damn orgasm I’d had as a guy!
My heart was booming in my chest as I opened my eyes again, now gazing down at my breasts, wanting to see them. I tugged the cups of the bikini top down, exposing them, gazing at the most beautiful tits I’d ever seen, even prettier and more perfect that I’d ever imagined.
My nipples were so small, yet so hard and pointy too, the teats standing out in two pink little points from my chest, and my eager fingertips started to tug and tweak at them. For a moment, I wondered if I could actually scoop a breast up enough to lick one of them, but despite trying, my boobs weren’t big enough, my waggling tongue remaining a tantalizing few inches away.
But there was another place I could taste, I realized, my horniness increasing yet further as I finally slipped my hand beneath the waistband of my bikini bottoms, my fingertips brushing over a crop of short fuzzy hair before once again touching against the swollen nub of my clit, sending another shockwave of sensation through me. I pushed my fingers further down, feeling them sink so easily into the gooey hotness of my pussy, as soft and slick as warm jello.
I pushed my middle fingers a little way inside me there, then brought them eagerly to my mouth, sucking and licking at the sweet clear honey that seemed to be spilling from my pussy, my whole body still trembling, lost in the purest waves of sensation I’d ever known.
But even though part of me wanted this to just go on forever, another needed to come, so fucking badly. So, cupping my tender left breast in one hand, I pushed the other back between my legs and into my bikini bottoms, this time using some of my own pussy juice as a lube, as I started gently stroking my clit, each graze of my fingertip pushing me closer and closer towards the edge, sending pulse after pulse of such intense pleasure through me it seemed to consume me completely, fogging my head and causing my body to buck and shudder, my mouth opening and closing, soft breathy gasps falling from my lips beyond my control as I w
orked my aching clit faster and faster, until ...
“Ohhh!” With a low breathy moan, I came; the most blisteringly intense white hot orgasm I’d ever experienced, exploding inside me like a shower of fireworks. I quaked uncontrollably, my hips bucking and my pussy clenching and unclenching, not to mention a warm wet rushing feeling between my legs. I opened my eyes, looking down startled and amazed at the jet of clear liquid that was now hissing from my pussy in a high arc, spattering onto the sand, leaving a long dark line of wetness in its wake.
Holy shit! Allie is a squirter?!
This new information was almost too much to take, and even though I’d just come, unlike when I was in my male body, I felt like I could just keep on going; my eager thoughts now turning to all the other ways I could explore this beautiful body. My asshole for instance! I could just stick my hand between my butt cheeks and ...
But my kinky thoughts were quickly interrupted by a flash of panic, as my eyes caught movement nearby, and I realized with a pang of horror that Allie had swum in to shore again, and was already walking up out of the surf towards me.
I quickly scooped my breasts back into my bikini top and adjusted the soaking fabric of my bottoms back over my pussy lips, hoping to hell the darkness of the material would hide the fact that they were dripping with her juices.
And then, my body still trembling, I quickly got to my feet, my knees buckling a little, my legs feeling like jello as I tried my hardest to surreptitiously kick sand over the last traces of my squirt as I walked slowly towards her, heart still pounding.
But it seemed like she didn’t notice anything, her face pulling into a warm happy grin as she approached me, waving, her body dripping and shiny from her dip in the ocean, mine still shivering a little from my fun alone.
“I have to say, Steven,” she said once we were within earshot of each other, “you’re in pretty good shape! It’s so fun being inside your body. I can swim so fast with these powerful arms and legs of yours!”
