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Loud music was playing in my friend's flat as the party got underway. His parents were away, and he had invited a fair few people round. The guest list was pretty varied. Most of my friends from school were there, and many of my old college friends were there too, although they were mainly people that I didn't know very well.
"Hey, James!" I heard someone call.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"You know any good songs?"
"I don't think so," I said. "Sorry."
"Come on. You're a bit of a muso. Surely you must know a song we could dance to. It's your party, man!"
"No, not really."
"You've been going to that posh university for two years and you don't know any songs? What have you been doing all that time, eh?"
"Probably studying," I said with a shrug. "Or at least, that's what I was meant to be doing. I'm not sure how much actual studying I did this year."
Before we could too deep into the conversation, my friend Sean, who was hosting the party, interrupted us.
"Hey, good to see you James! I have to say, it's a bit quiet at the moment, isn't it?"
"It is," I agreed.
"We need some music! And alcohol, and dancing... basically, we need to get this party started!"
"That's what I was saying to James," the other guy said.
"Oh yeah, before I forget, we got this little game going if you want to join in," Sean said.
"What kind of game?"
"It's a stupid little thing we tried out for a few times now. You know this app called 'Role Exchanger'? Basically we wrote the name of everybody who wanted to play onto a piece of paper and put it into a box, so all you have to do is pull a name out of the box."
"Right," I said.
"I know it sounds pretty stupid, but it can actually be a lot of fun, believe me. Last time I ended up switching with some random Dude from college and ended up banging this crazy hot chick in the bedroom! She still has no idea it was me and not him."
"I don't think I understand how that works. I mean, isn't he going to find out that the girl is a complete stranger once they start making out?"
"We're not switching bodies, we're just swapping our identities for an evening. And your body transorms to fit the new identity you have taken, so you basically turn into your version of the person whose identity you have stolen."
"Right," I said again. I was a little puzzled.
"Basically, it's an opportunity for some harmless roleplaying and it can help you have a little fun," Sean said. "It's great, dude. Really. Just give it a go. It's more fun than standing here drinking beer."
"Ok," I said. "But first, tell me how this whole switching works. If we switch identities, does that mean I have to pretend to be the other person?"
"Yeah, I suppose you could, but really you can just try and act like them in your own way. Besides that, the only people who are aware of the change are the ones who have joined in with the game. Everyone else is completely oblivious, so they just carry on their lives as normal, completely unaware that anything is different. It's hilarious, mate."
"So you're telling me that if I take on the identity of someone else, then all of a sudden the whole world will see me differently? Like I'll be an entirely different person?"
"Kind of. I mean, I can't really explain it. You just kind of take on a different identity, that's all."
"Sounds complicated," I said.
"Nah, not at all," Sean said.
I looked around and saw a couple of people were dancing now, even though the music wasn't quite loud enough. There was also a group of people playing cards, and a small crowd huddled round the table in the kitchen, talking loudly.
"You know what," I said. "Why not."
"Sweet!" Sean said. "Let's go into the bedroom. That's where we've been playing this."
Sean led me into his bedroom. As we entered, he closed the door behind us and switched off the light. He opened up the closet and rummaged through it for a moment, before finally producing a small wooden box.
"Here we go," he said.
"So whoever I pick will also end up in my role?" I asked.
"Exactly. That's how the whole thing works."
"And when do we switch back? I assume that we'll have to change back eventually, right?"
"Sometime after the party. Probably not before the next day."
"Right," I said. I still wasn't exactly sure about this. It all sounded a little weird. But since I was here and everyone else seemed to be having a good time, I decided I might as well give it a go.
"Alright, I will leave you alone for now", Sean said, after I drew a slip of paper, "The transformation should start anytime and I dont wanna know who you got. Let the fun begin!"
With that, he closed the door, and I was left alone in the room. I looked down at the slip of paper in my hand. The name written on it was "Sarah".
"Ok," I said quietly to myself, not having realized that I could end up as a girl before drawing a slip. "I guess I'm Sarah now."
I was feeling a little bit nervous, but excited at the same time. The thought of being somebody else was quite exciting, and I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen. I decided to try and relax a little, so I sat down on the bed and waited.
After a few moments, a strange feeling began to creep over me. It felt like my skin was tingling, almost burning.
"What the..." I started, before the feeling became more intense, almost painful.
My skin started to stretch, and my body began to grow. It felt like every muscle and bone was being rearranged, reshaped.
The sensation was almost unbearable, and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
My upper body rapidly lost mass, and I was now significantly daintier than before. My shoulders and waist narrowed, and my hips widened. It felt like every cell of my body was being rearranged, re-formed.
My arms and legs were shrinking too, and my hands and feet were growing smaller. I could feel my face changing as well, my cheekbones becoming higher and more pronounced, my nose and mouth shrinking.
"Oh god," I gasped as I felt my neck slimming down, my Adam's apple disappearing.
As the transformation continued, I felt my hair growing longer, my jawline softening, my eyelashes lengthening. I could tell that my voice had changed as well, becoming higher and more feminine.
With every passing second, my hips grew wider and wider, stretching the fabric of my jeans. My ass was swelling up, my curves becoming more pronounced.
The pain was starting to fade, and a new, strange feeling began to fill me. It was a mixture of excitement and arousal. My clothes were starting to feel tight and constricting, and I could feel my nipples hardening beneath my shirt.
"Holy shit," I said, my voice now much higher and softer. "This is insane."
I bit on my lip to not moan out loud while I felt my cock and balls shrink, between my thickening thighs. My dick was shrinking into a clit, my testicles disappearing.
"Oh my god," I whispered as I felt my pussy begin to form. Until to be cought off guard once more when my nipples suddenly grew a lot harder and bigger, poking the fabric of my top. My chest was starting to swell up, my breasts growing larger and fuller.
"Fuck," I gasped, the pain finally gone and nothing but pleasure remaining.
The transformation was finally complete. I was no longer James.
I was now Sarah.
***
I was now Sarah, and I had no idea what to do. How did girls act? How did girls feel? It was all so strange, so new.
I stood up and walked over to the mirror on the wall. I was till wearing my old clothes, but they didn't seem to fit me anymore. My shirt was stretched tight across my new, larger breasts, and my jeans were pulled uncomfortably tight over my wider hips and thicker thighs.
"Damn," I whispered, running my hands over my new, curvy body. "I'm insanly hot."
Luckily I didn't have to wait long to get rid of my ill fitting clothes. I could feel something happening to them. My shirt grew longer turning into a silky black dress, barely long enough to cover the thong my boxers had transformed into. The fabric of my jeans tightened and shifted, and soon they had turned into a pair of sexy stockings. My shoes had also transformed into a pair of high heels.
"Holy shit," I said, looking down at myself. My outfit was revealing, to say the least.
I took one last look into the mirror, before deciding to step out of the room.
The party seemed to have developed while I was gone. Everybody seemed way more drunk, and the music was now much louder.
I tried to stay close to the walls, but I quickly realized that wasn't going to work. There were far too many people in the room, and it was impossible to move without brushing against somebody.
"Excuse me," I said, trying to squeeze past a group of people. "Sorry, can I just get through here?"
I was surprised by how soft and feminine my voice was now. It sounded like music to my ears.
As I moved through the crowd, I could feel everybody's eyes on me. I wasn't sure if it was because of my new, curvy body or the way I was dressed, but I was definitely attracting a lot of attention.
"Hey there you are," a guy said, reaching out and grabbing my arm. "I was looking for you, I wanted to introduce you to some of my friends."
I recognised the guy. His name was Chris and he was in the same course as me.
"Sorry I needed to use the bathroom," I lied, not sure how to talk to guys now.
"Well, you're back now," Chris said. "Let's go I want to brag about my smoking hot girlfriend."
I felt a chill run down my spine as I realised that Sarah had a boyfriend.
Chris guided me towards a group of guys and introduced me. I smiled and nodded, not sure what else to do.
"So how long have you two been dating?" one of the guys asked.
"Uh, not long," Chris replied.
"How did you guys meet?" another guy asked.
"Through some mutual friends," Chris replied. "She's a cool girl. I'm a lucky man."
"Yeah, I bet," one of the guys said, checking me out.
Chris put his arm around me and pulled me close. His hand was resting on my ass, and he was giving it a firm squeeze.
My face was starting to feel flushed, and I was getting butterflies in my stomach.
"Shit, am I getting turned on by this" I wondered.
"Chris, we're in public," I said, gently pushing his hand away.
"It's not like anybody cares, babe," he replied, before kissing me on the forehead.
"Whatever, let's get drunk shall we?"
For the next few hours, I hung out with Chris and his friends. I had never been the most social person in the world, but now I couldn't help myself. Everybody was so nice to me, and the compliments just kept coming. I quickly noticed that this body couldn't handle nearly as much alcohol as I was used to, so I decided to be careful, while Chris just kept on drinking.
"So you're in my course right? Business management or something?" one of the guys asked.
"That's right," I said, weirdly remembering that I saw him there the other day.
"Are you enjoying it?"
"Yeah, it's good," I said.
"You know, I remember seeing you there, I didn't know you were dating Chris," the guy said.
"Yeah, it's a pretty new thing," I said, taking another sip from my drink.
"Well, I think you guys are a cute couple," the guy said. "He's a good guy."
"Thanks," I said.
Throughout the night I noticed a few other people who I guessed also switched bodies, they all seemed a little out of place, trying hard to adjust. But in the end they all had the time of their lives getting completly wasted. I even saw what I guess was the new version of my old male self dancing and getting really drunk with some cute blonde girl.
Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was already way past midnight. People were starting to leave, and the music was turned off.
"Let's go back to my place," Chris said, clearly being a little drunk.
"Yeah sure, the party is dead anyway" I replied, holding onto his shoulder on the way out since I was a little tipsy myself.
We hailed a cab and gave the driver Chris' address. As we were driving, Chris began kissing me, his hands roaming all over my body. For a little while I gave in, passionately kissing him back, even forgetting for a second that I wasn't really Sarah. But as his hands reached down between my legs, I realized that it was going way too fast.
"Chris, not here," I whispered.
He looked at me and smiled, before kissing me one last time.
"You look really cute when you are turned on, babe." He chuckled. I indeed could feel myself getting wet, and Chris having his hand on my thigh for the remainig time of the ride wasn't helping.
Once we arrived at his place, he wasted no time pulling me onto his bed.
"I've been waiting for this all night," he whispered, as he began to kiss my neck.
I really wasn't sure what to do. On the one hand I knew it was kinda wrong and wanted to stop him but on the other hand it just felt too good, and I could feel myself getting hornier with every passing moment.
I wrappend my arms around him, and let him continue. Soon his kisses were moving lower, and his hands were roaming all over my body.
I moaned softly as he gently slid one strap off my dress over my shoulder. Then the other. And the next thing I knew, my breasts were exposed, my nipples hard and aching to be touched.
Chris took one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. I looked down seeing my boobs uncovered for the first time. They looked perfect, and felt amazing.
I couldn't help myself, it just felt so good.
"Oh, Chris," I moaned, arching my back, pressing my breasts closer to him.
He continued sucking on my nipples, while slowly sliding his hand up my inner thigh.
I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I knew I should stop him, but the sensation was too overwhelming.
"Mmmm," I moaned, as he gently ran his finger along the damp material of my thong.
"You like that, babe?" he asked.
"Oh, yes," I breathed.
"Do you want more?"
"Yes, please," I said, not able to think ratioanlly anymore.
He slid his fingers under the thin fabric of my thong, and began to rub my swollen clit.
"Fuck, that's good," I said, closing my eyes and moaning.
"I can make it even better," he whispered, as he gently slid his fingers inside me.
"Oh god," I moaned, feeling him push deep inside me.
"Your moans are so fucking hot," he said, kissing me as he started to finger fuck me.
"Mmmm, please don't sop," I moaned, as I felt an orgasm approaching.
He started fingering me faster and harder, and within seconds, I was cumming.
"Fuck, oh my god," I screamed, my whole body shuddering with pleasure.
With a proud look on his face, Chris pulled out his fingers and brought them up to my mouth, letting me taste my own juices.
"Are you ready for more, baby?" he asked, as he unbuckled his belt.
I nodded, biting my lower lip.
He stood up and pulled off his pants and boxers, revealing his hard cock.
"Oh wow," I gasped. I had seen a cock before, but not as a girl, and this one looked huge.
I quickly pulled my dress off, leaving me only in my stockings.
"God, you are so beautiful," he said, as he climbed back onto the bed letting me climb on top off him.
"Thank you," I whispered, kissing him.
As our lips met, I could feel his cock pressing against me, teasing my wet pussy.
"Mmmm," I moaned, rubbing my wet slit against his hard shaft.
He grabbed my hips and I lined myself up with his throbbing dick, ready to take him.
As I sank down, his cock slowly filled me.
"Fuck, you are tight," he groaned.
"You're just big," I said, wincing as he stretched me open.
I slowly started to bounce up and down, gasping and moaning with pleasure.
"Fuck, you feel so good," I moaned.
"I can't wait to cum inside you," he grunted, thrusting his hips, meeting my movements.
"Oh god, yes fill me up big boy," I cried, as his cock slammed into me.
He was now pounding me like there was no tomorrow, and I was loving every second of it. With one hand he reached up and grabbed my neck, squeezing tightly. I never imagined being choked could feel so good.
"Cum for me," he growled, his grip on my throat tightening.
I screamed as another powerful orgasm washed over me.
"Yes, oh fuck, yes," I cried feeling my pussy thighten around his hard cock.
"Oh god you are squeezing me so tight," he groaned, as his cock started twitching inside me.
"God yes, fill me," I moaned, as he exploded inside me.
His hot cum filling my insides, and the sensation was too much, and I came again, collapsing on top of him.
"That was amazing," he panted, still breathing heavily.
"It was," I agreed, kissing him.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," I said completly dazzed before falling asleep.
***
The next morning I woke up still feeling dizzy, but I also felt something else.
There was something dripping out of me, and the smell was quite familiar.
"Shit, did I really have sex in this body? As a girl" I wondered as my memories of last night slowly came back.
I could feel my face blush when I remembered everything that happened.
I looked over and saw that Chris was still sleeping.
"Oh my god I was drunk and got carried away," I thought. "Shit how am I going to explain this? Oh god what did I do."
As quietly as possible I got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom.
"Holy shit," I whispered, as I looked at myself in the mirror.
My makeup was a mess, and my hair was tangled. My lips were red and swollen from kissing. But still I looked hot.
"Fuck," I sighed, washing my face.
I then decided to take a shower, to clean myself up.
I took of my stockings, and stepped into the shower.
As the hot water washed over me, I couldn't help but let my hands wander.
My breasts felt so good under my touch, and my nipples were so sensitive. I ran my hands down my flat stomach, and over my smooth mound.
I gasped as I brushed my fingers over my swollen clit.
"Don't get carried away," I told myself, and left the shower.
Back in the bedroom, I looked around and grabbed one of Chris' shirts. I put it on, and was surprised how big it was on me.
I sat down on the bed, and called Sean.
"Hey it's Sarah, about the party yesterday..."
"Oh yeah it was great, everybody got so wasted, most of us don't remember a thing. You were Chris' plus 1 weren't you? Hope you had a good time too"
"Yeah it was nice" I said, not knowing how I should explain things to him.
'Good to hear. I have to hang up tho. My good friend James is coming over and propably wants to tell me all about the girl he went home with. See you!"
"James? Wait that's my old self?" I wondered, not being sure what to do.
"Wait, what did he say about a girl?" I thought, but Sean already hung up.
"Fuck. Did all of those people just forgott about the switch? What should I do now?" I was on the verge of crying.
"Hey, baby, you're up already," Chris said, sitting up.
"Oh, hey," I said.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, putting his arms around me.
"I'm okay," I said. "Just a little hungover."
"Yeah, me too," he said, kissing my forehead.
His touch felt comforting, and I could feel myself starting to relax. I felt butterflied in my stomach as I looked at him and a strange warm feeling was spreading between my legs.
"Sarah really loves him," I noticed. "Or I guess I do?"
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, stroking my hair.
"Thanks," I said, smiling shyly.
"What do you think about us just lying in bed today? We could order some food later and watch a movie," he suggested.
"That sounds great," I said.
He hugged me tight and pulled me down with him. I cuddled up to him feeling something big pokking into my belly.
"But first let me help you with that," I whispered, sliding my hand under the blanket.

Description

Loud music was playing in my friend's flat as the party got underway. His parents were away, and he had invited a fair few people round. The guest list was pretty varied. Most of my friends from school were there, and many of my old college friends were there too, although they were mainly people that I didn't know very well.
"Hey, James!" I heard someone call.
"Yeah?" I replied.
"You know any good songs?"
"I don't think so," I said. "Sorry."
"Come on. You're a bit of a muso. Surely you must know a song we could dance to. It's your party, man!"
"No, not really."
"You've been going to that posh university for two years and you don't know any songs? What have you been doing all that time, eh?"
"Probably studying," I said with a shrug. "Or at least, that's what I was meant to be doing. I'm not sure how much actual studying I did this year."
Before we could too deep into the conversation, my friend Sean, who was hosting the party, interrupted us.
"Hey, good to see you James! I have to say, it's a bit quiet at the moment, isn't it?"
"It is," I agreed.
"We need some music! And alcohol, and dancing... basically, we need to get this party started!"
"That's what I was saying to James," the other guy said.
"Oh yeah, before I forget, we got this little game going if you want to join in," Sean said.
"What kind of game?"
"It's a stupid little thing we tried out for a few times now. You know this app called 'Role Exchanger'? Basically we wrote the name of everybody who wanted to play onto a piece of paper and put it into a box, so all you have to do is pull a name out of the box."
"Right," I said.
"I know it sounds pretty stupid, but it can actually be a lot of fun, believe me. Last time I ended up switching with some random Dude from college and ended up banging this crazy hot chick in the bedroom! She still has no idea it was me and not him."
"I don't think I understand how that works. I mean, isn't he going to find out that the girl is a complete stranger once they start making out?"
"We're not switching bodies, we're just swapping our identities for an evening. And your body transorms to fit the new identity you have taken, so you basically turn into your version of the person whose identity you have stolen."
"Right," I said again. I was a little puzzled.
"Basically, it's an opportunity for some harmless roleplaying and it can help you have a little fun," Sean said. "It's great, dude. Really. Just give it a go. It's more fun than standing here drinking beer."
"Ok," I said. "But first, tell me how this whole switching works. If we switch identities, does that mean I have to pretend to be the other person?"
"Yeah, I suppose you could, but really you can just try and act like them in your own way. Besides that, the only people who are aware of the change are the ones who have joined in with the game. Everyone else is completely oblivious, so they just carry on their lives as normal, completely unaware that anything is different. It's hilarious, mate."
"So you're telling me that if I take on the identity of someone else, then all of a sudden the whole world will see me differently? Like I'll be an entirely different person?"
"Kind of. I mean, I can't really explain it. You just kind of take on a different identity, that's all."
"Sounds complicated," I said.
"Nah, not at all," Sean said.
I looked around and saw a couple of people were dancing now, even though the music wasn't quite loud enough. There was also a group of people playing cards, and a small crowd huddled round the table in the kitchen, talking loudly.
"You know what," I said. "Why not."
"Sweet!" Sean said. "Let's go into the bedroom. That's where we've been playing this."
Sean led me into his bedroom. As we entered, he closed the door behind us and switched off the light. He opened up the closet and rummaged through it for a moment, before finally producing a small wooden box.
"Here we go," he said.
"So whoever I pick will also end up in my role?" I asked.
"Exactly. That's how the whole thing works."
"And when do we switch back? I assume that we'll have to change back eventually, right?"
"Sometime after the party. Probably not before the next day."
"Right," I said. I still wasn't exactly sure about this. It all sounded a little weird. But since I was here and everyone else seemed to be having a good time, I decided I might as well give it a go.
"Alright, I will leave you alone for now", Sean said, after I drew a slip of paper, "The transformation should start anytime and I dont wanna know who you got. Let the fun begin!"
With that, he closed the door, and I was left alone in the room. I looked down at the slip of paper in my hand. The name written on it was "Sarah".
"Ok," I said quietly to myself, not having realized that I could end up as a girl before drawing a slip. "I guess I'm Sarah now."
I was feeling a little bit nervous, but excited at the same time. The thought of being somebody else was quite exciting, and I couldn't wait to see what was going to happen. I decided to try and relax a little, so I sat down on the bed and waited.
After a few moments, a strange feeling began to creep over me. It felt like my skin was tingling, almost burning.
"What the..." I started, before the feeling became more intense, almost painful.
My skin started to stretch, and my body began to grow. It felt like every muscle and bone was being rearranged, reshaped.
The sensation was almost unbearable, and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out.
My upper body rapidly lost mass, and I was now significantly daintier than before. My shoulders and waist narrowed, and my hips widened. It felt like every cell of my body was being rearranged, re-formed.
My arms and legs were shrinking too, and my hands and feet were growing smaller. I could feel my face changing as well, my cheekbones becoming higher and more pronounced, my nose and mouth shrinking.
"Oh god," I gasped as I felt my neck slimming down, my Adam's apple disappearing.
As the transformation continued, I felt my hair growing longer, my jawline softening, my eyelashes lengthening. I could tell that my voice had changed as well, becoming higher and more feminine.
With every passing second, my hips grew wider and wider, stretching the fabric of my jeans. My ass was swelling up, my curves becoming more pronounced.
The pain was starting to fade, and a new, strange feeling began to fill me. It was a mixture of excitement and arousal. My clothes were starting to feel tight and constricting, and I could feel my nipples hardening beneath my shirt.
"Holy shit," I said, my voice now much higher and softer. "This is insane."
I bit on my lip to not moan out loud while I felt my cock and balls shrink, between my thickening thighs. My dick was shrinking into a clit, my testicles disappearing.
"Oh my god," I whispered as I felt my pussy begin to form. Until to be cought off guard once more when my nipples suddenly grew a lot harder and bigger, poking the fabric of my top. My chest was starting to swell up, my breasts growing larger and fuller.
"Fuck," I gasped, the pain finally gone and nothing but pleasure remaining.
The transformation was finally complete. I was no longer James.
I was now Sarah.
***
I was now Sarah, and I had no idea what to do. How did girls act? How did girls feel? It was all so strange, so new.
I stood up and walked over to the mirror on the wall. I was till wearing my old clothes, but they didn't seem to fit me anymore. My shirt was stretched tight across my new, larger breasts, and my jeans were pulled uncomfortably tight over my wider hips and thicker thighs.
"Damn," I whispered, running my hands over my new, curvy body. "I'm insanly hot."
Luckily I didn't have to wait long to get rid of my ill fitting clothes. I could feel something happening to them. My shirt grew longer turning into a silky black dress, barely long enough to cover the thong my boxers had transformed into. The fabric of my jeans tightened and shifted, and soon they had turned into a pair of sexy stockings. My shoes had also transformed into a pair of high heels.
"Holy shit," I said, looking down at myself. My outfit was revealing, to say the least.
I took one last look into the mirror, before deciding to step out of the room.
The party seemed to have developed while I was gone. Everybody seemed way more drunk, and the music was now much louder.
I tried to stay close to the walls, but I quickly realized that wasn't going to work. There were far too many people in the room, and it was impossible to move without brushing against somebody.
"Excuse me," I said, trying to squeeze past a group of people. "Sorry, can I just get through here?"
I was surprised by how soft and feminine my voice was now. It sounded like music to my ears.
As I moved through the crowd, I could feel everybody's eyes on me. I wasn't sure if it was because of my new, curvy body or the way I was dressed, but I was definitely attracting a lot of attention.
"Hey there you are," a guy said, reaching out and grabbing my arm. "I was looking for you, I wanted to introduce you to some of my friends."
I recognised the guy. His name was Chris and he was in the same course as me.
"Sorry I needed to use the bathroom," I lied, not sure how to talk to guys now.
"Well, you're back now," Chris said. "Let's go I want to brag about my smoking hot girlfriend."
I felt a chill run down my spine as I realised that Sarah had a boyfriend.
Chris guided me towards a group of guys and introduced me. I smiled and nodded, not sure what else to do.
"So how long have you two been dating?" one of the guys asked.
"Uh, not long," Chris replied.
"How did you guys meet?" another guy asked.
"Through some mutual friends," Chris replied. "She's a cool girl. I'm a lucky man."
"Yeah, I bet," one of the guys said, checking me out.
Chris put his arm around me and pulled me close. His hand was resting on my ass, and he was giving it a firm squeeze.
My face was starting to feel flushed, and I was getting butterflies in my stomach.
"Shit, am I getting turned on by this" I wondered.
"Chris, we're in public," I said, gently pushing his hand away.
"It's not like anybody cares, babe," he replied, before kissing me on the forehead.
"Whatever, let's get drunk shall we?"
For the next few hours, I hung out with Chris and his friends. I had never been the most social person in the world, but now I couldn't help myself. Everybody was so nice to me, and the compliments just kept coming. I quickly noticed that this body couldn't handle nearly as much alcohol as I was used to, so I decided to be careful, while Chris just kept on drinking.
"So you're in my course right? Business management or something?" one of the guys asked.
"That's right," I said, weirdly remembering that I saw him there the other day.
"Are you enjoying it?"
"Yeah, it's good," I said.
"You know, I remember seeing you there, I didn't know you were dating Chris," the guy said.
"Yeah, it's a pretty new thing," I said, taking another sip from my drink.
"Well, I think you guys are a cute couple," the guy said. "He's a good guy."
"Thanks," I said.
Throughout the night I noticed a few other people who I guessed also switched bodies, they all seemed a little out of place, trying hard to adjust. But in the end they all had the time of their lives getting completly wasted. I even saw what I guess was the new version of my old male self dancing and getting really drunk with some cute blonde girl.
Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was already way past midnight. People were starting to leave, and the music was turned off.
"Let's go back to my place," Chris said, clearly being a little drunk.
"Yeah sure, the party is dead anyway" I replied, holding onto his shoulder on the way out since I was a little tipsy myself.
We hailed a cab and gave the driver Chris' address. As we were driving, Chris began kissing me, his hands roaming all over my body. For a little while I gave in, passionately kissing him back, even forgetting for a second that I wasn't really Sarah. But as his hands reached down between my legs, I realized that it was going way too fast.
"Chris, not here," I whispered.
He looked at me and smiled, before kissing me one last time.
"You look really cute when you are turned on, babe." He chuckled. I indeed could feel myself getting wet, and Chris having his hand on my thigh for the remainig time of the ride wasn't helping.
Once we arrived at his place, he wasted no time pulling me onto his bed.
"I've been waiting for this all night," he whispered, as he began to kiss my neck.
I really wasn't sure what to do. On the one hand I knew it was kinda wrong and wanted to stop him but on the other hand it just felt too good, and I could feel myself getting hornier with every passing moment.
I wrappend my arms around him, and let him continue. Soon his kisses were moving lower, and his hands were roaming all over my body.
I moaned softly as he gently slid one strap off my dress over my shoulder. Then the other. And the next thing I knew, my breasts were exposed, my nipples hard and aching to be touched.
Chris took one of my nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. I looked down seeing my boobs uncovered for the first time. They looked perfect, and felt amazing.
I couldn't help myself, it just felt so good.
"Oh, Chris," I moaned, arching my back, pressing my breasts closer to him.
He continued sucking on my nipples, while slowly sliding his hand up my inner thigh.
I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I knew I should stop him, but the sensation was too overwhelming.
"Mmmm," I moaned, as he gently ran his finger along the damp material of my thong.
"You like that, babe?" he asked.
"Oh, yes," I breathed.
"Do you want more?"
"Yes, please," I said, not able to think ratioanlly anymore.
He slid his fingers under the thin fabric of my thong, and began to rub my swollen clit.
"Fuck, that's good," I said, closing my eyes and moaning.
"I can make it even better," he whispered, as he gently slid his fingers inside me.
"Oh god," I moaned, feeling him push deep inside me.
"Your moans are so fucking hot," he said, kissing me as he started to finger fuck me.
"Mmmm, please don't sop," I moaned, as I felt an orgasm approaching.
He started fingering me faster and harder, and within seconds, I was cumming.
"Fuck, oh my god," I screamed, my whole body shuddering with pleasure.
With a proud look on his face, Chris pulled out his fingers and brought them up to my mouth, letting me taste my own juices.
"Are you ready for more, baby?" he asked, as he unbuckled his belt.
I nodded, biting my lower lip.
He stood up and pulled off his pants and boxers, revealing his hard cock.
"Oh wow," I gasped. I had seen a cock before, but not as a girl, and this one looked huge.
I quickly pulled my dress off, leaving me only in my stockings.
"God, you are so beautiful," he said, as he climbed back onto the bed letting me climb on top off him.
"Thank you," I whispered, kissing him.
As our lips met, I could feel his cock pressing against me, teasing my wet pussy.
"Mmmm," I moaned, rubbing my wet slit against his hard shaft.
He grabbed my hips and I lined myself up with his throbbing dick, ready to take him.
As I sank down, his cock slowly filled me.
"Fuck, you are tight," he groaned.
"You're just big," I said, wincing as he stretched me open.
I slowly started to bounce up and down, gasping and moaning with pleasure.
"Fuck, you feel so good," I moaned.
"I can't wait to cum inside you," he grunted, thrusting his hips, meeting my movements.
"Oh god, yes fill me up big boy," I cried, as his cock slammed into me.
He was now pounding me like there was no tomorrow, and I was loving every second of it. With one hand he reached up and grabbed my neck, squeezing tightly. I never imagined being choked could feel so good.
"Cum for me," he growled, his grip on my throat tightening.
I screamed as another powerful orgasm washed over me.
"Yes, oh fuck, yes," I cried feeling my pussy thighten around his hard cock.
"Oh god you are squeezing me so tight," he groaned, as his cock started twitching inside me.
"God yes, fill me," I moaned, as he exploded inside me.
His hot cum filling my insides, and the sensation was too much, and I came again, collapsing on top of him.
"That was amazing," he panted, still breathing heavily.
"It was," I agreed, kissing him.
"I love you," he said.
"I love you too," I said completly dazzed before falling asleep.
***
The next morning I woke up still feeling dizzy, but I also felt something else.
There was something dripping out of me, and the smell was quite familiar.
"Shit, did I really have sex in this body? As a girl" I wondered as my memories of last night slowly came back.
I could feel my face blush when I remembered everything that happened.
I looked over and saw that Chris was still sleeping.
"Oh my god I was drunk and got carried away," I thought. "Shit how am I going to explain this? Oh god what did I do."
As quietly as possible I got out of the bed and walked to the bathroom.
"Holy shit," I whispered, as I looked at myself in the mirror.
My makeup was a mess, and my hair was tangled. My lips were red and swollen from kissing. But still I looked hot.
"Fuck," I sighed, washing my face.
I then decided to take a shower, to clean myself up.
I took of my stockings, and stepped into the shower.
As the hot water washed over me, I couldn't help but let my hands wander.
My breasts felt so good under my touch, and my nipples were so sensitive. I ran my hands down my flat stomach, and over my smooth mound.
I gasped as I brushed my fingers over my swollen clit.
"Don't get carried away," I told myself, and left the shower.
Back in the bedroom, I looked around and grabbed one of Chris' shirts. I put it on, and was surprised how big it was on me.
I sat down on the bed, and called Sean.
"Hey it's Sarah, about the party yesterday..."
"Oh yeah it was great, everybody got so wasted, most of us don't remember a thing. You were Chris' plus 1 weren't you? Hope you had a good time too"
"Yeah it was nice" I said, not knowing how I should explain things to him.
'Good to hear. I have to hang up tho. My good friend James is coming over and propably wants to tell me all about the girl he went home with. See you!"
"James? Wait that's my old self?" I wondered, not being sure what to do.
"Wait, what did he say about a girl?" I thought, but Sean already hung up.
"Fuck. Did all of those people just forgott about the switch? What should I do now?" I was on the verge of crying.
"Hey, baby, you're up already," Chris said, sitting up.
"Oh, hey," I said.
"How are you feeling?" he asked, putting his arms around me.
"I'm okay," I said. "Just a little hungover."
"Yeah, me too," he said, kissing my forehead.
His touch felt comforting, and I could feel myself starting to relax. I felt butterflied in my stomach as I looked at him and a strange warm feeling was spreading between my legs.
"Sarah really loves him," I noticed. "Or I guess I do?"
"You're so beautiful," he whispered, stroking my hair.
"Thanks," I said, smiling shyly.
"What do you think about us just lying in bed today? We could order some food later and watch a movie," he suggested.
"That sounds great," I said.
He hugged me tight and pulled me down with him. I cuddled up to him feeling something big pokking into my belly.
"But first let me help you with that," I whispered, sliding my hand under the blanket.