The storm came out of nowhere. A cloudless day, suddenly filled with chaos. We now know this storm to be the Switch Storm, though little else is understood about it. Some believe it to be the work of aliens, while others believe it to be an act of divine intervention. There are even some that believe this storm marks the end of the world itself. I myself don't believe in anything so dramatic. This storm can't be explained by science or religion, so why worry myself over what happened? What's more important is learning to adapt to the changes this storm brought.
Before the storm, I was Daniel Richards. My life was normal enough. I worked in an office, I had a small apartment which I shared with my girlfriend. It was simple and ordinary and everything it needed to be. But I always wanted something more. Though I could never put my finger on it, my life was too ordinary, too simple. I longed for a change, but never had the courage or motivation to do anything about it. And it was during my usual commute to work that the storm hit. Just an ordinary day, before my life was changed forever. It seems that whatever force behind the Switch Storm had grown equally tired of the monotony and, unlike myself, decided to mix things up in a very literal sense.
I was struck. The light was blinding, deafening. Though I'm not really a religious person, my first thought was that this was the afterlife. I was floating in a white abyss for what felt like hours. In reality, it was instantaneous. The same exact moment that I had been struck by lightning, she had been hit as well. Eve. She was getting ready for a friend's wedding when the storm came. And when the white light faded, I first saw that black dress she picked out to wear. There was a tingle to the air. A light buzzing that felt appropriate to feel in the aftermath of being struck by lightning. But nonetheless, it dulled the senses.
It took me some time to regain my bearings. I scanned across the room, looking for clues as to wear I was. Outside the window, I could see the city. I was in an unfamiliar bedroom that had a stunning view and every detail screamed wealth. On the bedside table, I saw a framed photo of a happy couple at the beach. The man was tall and handsome, wearing designer sunglasses and a neatly kept beard. And the woman was beautiful. She looked so happy. And as I stared at this photo, I saw a reflection in the glass that made no sense.
The same woman in the photo was also staring back at me in my reflection. Eve. That was me. The same happy, carefree woman on the beach. I brought my hand to my head, watching her do the same. As she ran her fingers through her hair I felt the soft strands of hair myself. A gentle scent of perfume greeted my nostrils. And though I should have been alarmed and confused, I felt a strange calmness. My usual worries of work, paying rent, keeping up with the world around me. All of those worries were gone as I sat on this bed and stared at the new me. Eve.
"Did you see that sudden storm outside?" A voice called from beyond the bedroom door. "One moment it's there and the next it's gone completely. Everybody is talking about it on-"
He was now standing at the door, wrapped in a towel. The man from the photo. "I thought you said we needed to get ready?"
"Ready? For what?" I replied.
A smile spread across his face. He approached the bed and I watched as his towel fell to the floor. He was getting hard. "I suppose it's not the end of the world if we're running a little late."
He got onto his knees at the edge of the bed and moved between my legs. "What are you doing?"
We were both naked and I was still so unfamiliar with my new body. In fact, I only saw myself for the first time as he grasped my legs and spread them. "You just look so good. I can't help but want a taste."
It was a lot to take in. The storm, the switch, the sudden intimacy and pleasure. I lay back and watched as this man began to kiss and tease this new body of mine. Pleasures that were once unavailable to me were now being unlocked by a complete stranger that knew me more than I knew myself. My Husband, and I his Wife. He looked up at me, lovingly. If only he knew then that I was really a man prior to the storm. But then again, if he knew, he wouldn't have kept going. I said nothing as he caressed and teased and pleasured my new pussy. All I did was softly moan.
This woman had a loving husband who knew how to please her. She had wealth. She had a life that most would envy. And I was thrown into the middle of it by forces unknown. I felt guilty. I still do. Eve and I met in person weeks later to talk things through. She tried to go back home as soon as she found herself on that random street with a briefcase and suit, but ran straight into my boss and was dragged into work on my behalf. If she had managed to get away, to get back to her home in search of answers, she would have reached her bedroom to find her husband in bed with me. But thankfully, my first time went uninterrupted.
Dominic was a tender man. He loved Eve. I am so thankful that I got to experience that tenderness first hand before the chaos of the Switch Storm caught up with us. When he was ready, he began to kiss his way up my body. He explored it just as I was growing curious to do the same. Kissing across my flat stomach, up towards my chest. His gentle lips brushed across my sensitive nipples, before he gave them a light squeeze between his lips. I moaned a little louder at that. He was all the more encouraged by my moans.
"You're such an incredible woman." He said softly in my ear. "We'd better get a move on soon or we'll miss the ceremony."
"Please don't stop. Not yet." I pleaded, pulling him in for a kiss.
"She's your best friend, Eve. You'd kill me if I let you miss her big day."
I had never known this feeling before. His teasing had stirred something inside of me that couldn't find rest. I needed to keep going. But he was more interested in getting dressed for the wedding. This new life felt so perfect in that moment that I didn't dare miss the opportunity to go beyond. He was already tightening his belt when I pulled him back onto the bed. He laughed, thinking it was nothing more than playfulness between two lovers. But he saw the look in my eyes as I undid his progress.
"Eve. What's gotten into you today?"
I had no answer. No answer I was ready to give, at least. If he knew, he would never had let me take his cock in my delicate little hand. He would never have let me stroke his cock, feeling it harden in my grasp. And he would never have let me wrap my lips around his huge cock. It felt so large in comparison to Eve's body, but that just made me all the more curious. I could barely fit it into my mouth. What could it do for me down there? It was an ache I had never felt before. A longing to have this man inside of me.
He didn't complain anymore, or rush me along. Now, he wanted exactly what I was wanting. A slow, passionate moment of intimacy. He was hard and I was ready. But I took my time, just as he did. I wanted to cast the same spell that he cast on me. I wanted him to be consumed by this desire, so that nothing would get in our way. It was strange to be in this position. Sucking another man's cock was not how I expected my day to go, nor was it a particularly appealing idea before that very moment.
"If you keep going like that, you're gonna make me cum!" He groaned.
"Not yet. I need you inside of me." I smiled, moving into position.
There were a few nerves developing as I saw his cock moving towards my pussy. I had to remind myself that this man was a tender lover. And then all I remember was the sound I made as he entered me for the first time. A gasp of shock, mixed with a pleasurable moan. He was inside of me.
That was the story of my first day as Eve. We were late to the wedding, though nobody noticed. It turned out that many of the guests had called to say they could no longer make it. The Groom himself was talking about not being who they all thought. He was actually an older man who was struck by lightning on his walk through a park. Nobody believed him at first, aside from me. But less than two hours later, the news officially dropped of the Switch Storm.