Matthew was tired of being second to his best friend John. He had graduated college with a decent GPA and gotten a good degree, which had led him to an okay job. Matthew was one year older then John and had already graduated. But his best friend had gotten lucky with the sports gene and was enjoying life to the fullest as a college football player. John was the #1 senior QB, and he was an excellent QB -- he had led his team to the national championship game and was already getting looked at by scouts from the NFL. His parents and the rest of his best friends' family were out of town in a hotel near where the championship game was going to be played later in the weekend. Matthew had stayed home, feigning sickness, saying that he didn't feel well and didn't want to get everyone else sick. His parents had believed the lie, and left him at home, saying they would be back in a few days and telling him that they hoped he felt better quickly. They had also left an extra plane ticket and game ticket on the counter for him, telling Matthew that he could join them and his best friend's family if he felt better in the next day. Matthew said he would try... and as he closed the door to his own family leaving, said "As if!" and walked back inside.
Sitting at home alone, Matthew finished his latest book he was reading and was in the middle of putting it back in the library at his house when he saw a book he hadn't seen before on the bookshelf. It had a weird title of "Magic and Spells Just For You!" to which Matthew laughed. Matthew put the book he had finished reading back and left the room to go make himself some dinner. But while he was making dinner, his mind drifted back to the book. Shaking his head, Matthew waited for the timer to go off in the microwave so he could get to eating his favorite dinner of macaroni and cheese. The timer went off and Matthew took his dinner out of the microwave and sat down at the small table and began to eat. However, after only 3 spoonfuls, Matthew got up from the table and walked over to bookshelf. Seeing the book still there, Matthew removed it and opened it. It had a whole bunch of writing on it in a language Matthew didn't even start to come close to understanding. It looked like it was something like Latin Matthew guessed, as he recognized a few words from the language class he had to take in college. Flipping through the book, Matthew found a page that appeared to have a small crease in the upper right hand corner of the page. Stopping at the page, Matthew scrolled down the page and found what appeared to be an interesting spell. It was in Latin, but Matthew was able to parse together the title of the spell. It was supposedly a body-switching spell which allowed the person who read the spell to switch bodies with the person they most wanted to switch with. But that was all Matthew could tell as the spell seemed to have these rules or other things in Latin that Matthew couldn't read or begin to comprehend. Matthew laughed at first reading the supposed spell, but as the old saying goes, curiosity got the best of Matthew. He returned to the kitchen with the book and placed it on the table. Matthew closed his eyes and repeated what he thought was the line about body switching with the person who he most wanted to switch with. He wanted so bad to switch with his best friend and see for himself what it was really like... to actually be important, to be looked up to. Just for a few hours, Matthew thought. He didn't want to mess up his best friend's chances at the NFL or to do well in the championship game... Matthew wasn't that mean. While he may dislike his best friend, he knew deep down that he would support him and wish him well on his endeavors. He'd switch bodies with his best friend the night before the game... see what it felt like... and then switch back to his regular self. Nobody would know or find out. Well, that's if this spellbook was even real, Matthew said to himself. There was a whole bunch of other Latin writings beneath the line... some looked to be in capital letters, others had an exclamation point at the end... but Matthew just shrugged his shoulders. "No idea what all that bullsh8t says," Matthew said. Still doubting its authenticity, Matthew read the line in Latin that he thought would make him switch bodies with his best friend John.
"Corpora transitum ad proximos suos!"
Matthew waited for a few seconds, and felt nothing. Matthew shook his head. "I knew this was to good to be..." Suddenly, Matthew felt very dizzy and the room began to spin. Screaming, Matthew fell to the ground as everything went dark.
What seemed to be a long time later, but was actually a few seconds, Matthew felt his eyes open and his mind begin to clear. It was then Matthew knew something was wrong, horribly wrong. He felt... different. Opening his eyes, he saw himself on a bed. Matthew screamed when he saw that he had breasts that were swaying back and forth in unison with his body that was also bouncing back and forth against something hard. Matthew felt himself being penetrated over and over... and then realized that the spell he had read wasn't the right one. What made it worse, was when Matthew heard the man speaking behind him.
"You like that, don't you slut? Mmmm... take my cock in your tight teen pussy slut!"
Matthew realized that it was John, his best friend. Matthew swallowed nervously and tried to figure out what to do next. He couldn't just turn around and tell John who he was. But he couldn't also stand being fucked even though his mind... well, his new mind, was telling his body otherwise. Matthew decided that he would just ride out the situation, wait till his best friend left, and then quickly switch back to his own body with the spell he had read minutes before. It would all be okay... no one would know... and Matthew would never speak of this to anyone. Matthew would take the spellbook and burn it when he switch back into his own body.
But fate always seems to intervene... and as always, seems to have a cruel sense of humor and irony. Matthew felt his womanly body grabbed, and turned over. John forced the slut onto her back and leaned over her as he penetrated her pussy again with his hardening cock. John watched as the slut's breasts bounced up and down, her tight pussy taking all of his cock in and out. Matthew in the slut's body felt an intense warm feeling approaching across her body, and knew that her orgasm was approaching. John watched the college slut close her eyes. Grabbing her breasts, John felt his cock hardening fast. Seeing the breasts bounce up and down pushed John over the edge and leaning forward shoved his cock deep into the college sluts tight pussy and groaned loudly.
Matthew's eyes as the woman suddenly flew open and looked down. He saw John's cock buried to the hilt in his pussy. And he felt something... inside his pussy. It was John's cock, throbbing, sending load after load deep inside her pussy. Matthew opened his mouth, but nothing came out. John just smiled and looked down the the college slut. Oh well, another college slut taking his load deep inside their pussy. Its not like he cared what happened to them after... he just moved on to the next girl. But she didn't need to know that right now. John smiled again, and then quickly grabbed his clothes. "Sorry hun gotta run! I'll be back after the game, okay? Don't worry about anything." He then got dressed and walked out of the room.
Matthew had had enough. This is not what he wanted, not even close to what he wanted to experience at all. He had wanted to switch bodies with his best friend, not switch bodies with a girl being fucked by his best friend. As soon as John walked out the hotel room door and closed it... Matthew closed his eyes and repeated the Latin spell. Matthew closed his eyes and waited. But nothing seemed to happen. Matthew began to get nervous and spoke the spell outloud again, this time in a loud voice. Again, nothing happened. Matthew began to hyperventilate in the girls' body. After a minute, Matthew forced himself to take slow, deep breaths. Matthew swallowed, and shouted the spell aloud once again. Nothing happened. Suddenly, there was a knock on his, well, her hotel room door. Matthew forced himself to speak -- "Um, just a second!" Looking around, he found the girls' clothes on the floor. A pair of panties, a short skirt, and a tight fitting shirt. Quickly throwing them on, Matthew walked to the door and opened it.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but could you keep it down in there? We're trying to sleep. Thanks!" And with that she walked into the room across the hall and closed her door to her hotel room.
Matthew could only have his mouth agape as he, well, she, saw who spoke those words. It was his own mom, well, used to be mom when he was Matthew. Now, he was just some random young woman to her that was bothering her and not allowing her to sleep. Just a random woman. To his own mother. Closing his own apartment room door, Matthew walked over to the bed, and sat down. Looking at the counter, he found a purse and opened the wallet inside. Opening it, he saw who he now was for the time being. Melissa Thompson. Age 19. College sophmore. Lying back on the bed, Matthew, no, Melissa, began to softly cry. This wasn't what she had wanted. But fate had instead delivered to her what she richly deserved. There would be no switching back. There would be no more seeing of his mom or family or even his best friend ever again. Matthew would now be Melissa, and would have to learn quickly about being a young woman in college. Having to learn everything new, including learning about her new family. Melissa would get her first lesson in womanhood when something was missing in two weeks... but that's a tale for another caption.