My younger sister, Anna, found a spellbook in our grandma's attic after grandma passed away. We took it back to our house while our parents stayed at grandma's for the night. We sat on her bed and started looking through it together as soon as we got home. It was interesting for a while, but I soon got bored and kicked back with my phone as she continued leafing through the pages. About fifteen minutes later she tapped me on the leg, "Hey, look at this! A body swap spell!"
I sat up and glanced at the book. Most of the page was written in some language I didn't know, but I could read the spell description well enough. "Huh. That's kinda interesting. Too bad it won't work."
"Why do you say that, Derek?"
I gave her a flat look, "Seriously? Maybe because magic isn't real?"
She huffed out a breath and flared at me, "How would you know? I bet it works!"
"Uh-huh," I replied, skeptically. "Well, go ahead and try it if you're so sure."
"Fine!" Turning to the book, she looked at it intently for a few minutes, sounding out words silently, then started chanting.
I felt a weird tingle on the third repetition. On the fourth a wave of vertigo hit me. And then everything spun around when she finished reciting the chant for the fifth time. Everything went black. When I came to I had to brush hair out of my eyes. Beside me a guy spoke, "Whoa. It seriously worked?!?"
Blinking, I sat up and turned to look at...myself? "What the fuck?" Oh my god, my voice is so high, I sound like a kid! Looking down, I cautiously prodded the gentle mounds on my chest. No, I didn't sound like a kid...I sounded like a girl.
"Hey! Hands off the goods, perv!" A large male hand grabbed my wrists and pulled them away from my body. I felt a blush rising. "Sorry, sis. I...didn't think? God, this is weird. Please switch us back!"
She started to nod, then cocked her head to the side with a mischievous smile, "Sorry, no can do. For the moment I'm 21 rather than 18. Time for that first legal beer!"
I scowled, "Uh-uh! No way, Anna! Turn us back."
She smirked, "Oh, yeah? Make me." She snapped her (my?) hands forward and snatched the book from the bed beside me. I lunged for it, determined to turn us back myself if she wouldn't.
It didn't exactly go as planned. We wrestled for a few moments, but it quickly became clear that I just wasn't strong enough in her body. We ended up with me lying on my back, both wrists trapped in one of my own hands while she rooted through the drawer of her nightstand. I glared at her, "Let me go already!"
She grinned, "No can do, bro. I'm gonna go out and party tonight and I don't want you interfering." She pulled out a couple of small coils of rope, "And I don't want you finding the book and switching us back...and no getting frisky with my body either. So you're gonna be a bit tied up tonight." She was good to her word, quickly tying my wrists to the head of the bed on both sides
"Are you fucking kidding me?" I yelled at her.
"Nope," she said, dead serious. "Look, just chill. Go to sleep and I'll see you in the morning. I promise I won't embarrass you or do anything royally stupid in your body." She stood up, waved, and walked out ignoring my shrieks of anger.
The empty house went quiet, and eventually I did fall asleep for lack of anything else to do. I woke up an hour or two later to the sensation of somebody pulling the athletic shorts off of me. I gasped and looked up to see Anna's boyfriend, Gabe, wearing a grin that was almost a leer. "Hey, babe. Love the present you left me."
"Wait! No, Gabe, I....ooohhh!" I barely got a handful of words out before he pulled my legs apart and pushed his head down between them. I couldn't see exactly what he was doing down there, but his tongue and lips were fucking amazing. And suddenly I found out what it is to be a woman completely in the sexual power of her man. My body was responding and taking me right along with it. What I'd meant to be protests and screams of alarm changed somewhere between my lungs and my lips, coming out as moans and squeals. Pleasure radiated through my whole body and I felt a peak building within me, causing muscles I'd never felt to clench in my lower torso. And then I came, bucking and squealing. Gabe kept licking, sustaining the ridiculous peak of pleasure as colored sparks danced in my vision.
Then he lunged up my body, kissing me passionately. I could taste myself...taste Anna...on his lips, but I eagerly accepted and returned his kiss. The aching pleasure in my groin and lower belly bloomed again, but with an added sense of emptiness. He must have shucked off his pants when I was otherwise occupied, because a moment later he solved that feeling of emptiness by thrusting himself into me. And again, it felt fucking amazing. He stroked deeply for several minutes, burying himself in me as we made out, then he rose into a sitting position and increased his pace. I just let my head fall to the side and let the waves of pleasure wash through me. The peak started to build up yet again, and a few minutes later he lost his steady tempo and rutted hard into me as we both came together.
Gabe untied me and we cuddled. I just lay there in his arms, enjoying the little aftershocks and the weary, languorous glow. After a while we both began stroking each other gently. Light kisses soon stoked our passions once again and our caresses wandered to more interesting areas. In a few minutes Gabe was kissing and licking at my neck as he tweaked my right nipple with one hand while I wrapped one of my small hands around his hardened cock and stroked it gently. Round two itself followed soon after and was just as glorious as the first coupling.
Anna got back late that night, slightly drunk, and stepped into her room to check on me. She found me curled up on my side on top of the bedspread, hair mussed and wearing a dopey grin even in my sleep with cum still trickling out of me and down my thigh. Her scream of outrage was a rude awakening a moment later.
After the screaming fight settled down a bit, we tried to switch back. It didn't work. Eventually we were able to translate part of that other language...turns out, if both switched people orgasm in the other's body, it becomes permanent. Anna turned red and quieted down quite a bit at that. I'd find out later that she'd gotten drunker than she should have and had ended up fucking one of her friends that had been in my grade.
In the end, it's all turned out just fine. We took up each others' names and identities, and knew enough about each other to get by pretty easily. I was kind of shocked how quickly things settled back to normal, especially between Gabe and I. Maybe it was another effect of the spell, but I soon came to love him deeply. I especially loved how he could make me feel. Whatever shreds of masculinity are still in me cringe at me saying this, but the young woman I am now agrees enthusiastically: I love being fucked by my boyfriend! And from what Katelyn says, Derek loves being with her and fucking her just as much. giggle We've been talking lately and we're thinking it'd be awesome to have a double wedding. I can't wait for Gabe to see me in my dress!
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Original author unknown Sent to my by Cbrorigins.