I came to with boobs in my face. They were bouncing boobs that were attached to Kelli, who must now be my bride.
The wedding must be over, which is fine by me. That whole event was so nerve wracking. All the people and logistics were so daunting. Thankfully, Linda, Kelli’s maid of honor, was willing to help us out. She said she could take over a lot of the groom’s responsibilities and help the bride too. I readily agreed, and she took out this book and started talking in some other language. Next thing I know, here I am. So, like any guy with boobs in my face, I reached up and started to play with them.
Wait, did my hand look different?
It was then that my wife fell on top of me panting, her breasts slapping into my chest a little forcefully, I felt the veil touch my face that I must have missed earlier.
“Your dick is so good,” she purred, hips still grinding as she kissed me. I kissed back while thrusting my hips to keep her happy.
The problem was, when I was moving, I didn’t feel myself going into her. The normally warm, tight feeling of her pussy was absent. In fact, I felt the opposite. My groin felt cold, wet and unattended. I stopped moving my lower body, and she still was rocking on top of me moaning while trying to kiss me. I looked past my wife’s when she sat back up and saw a blurry 3rd person. Since when do I need glasses?
I looked down and saw breasts. Not my wife’s, but breasts on me. My chest had boobs. My hands grabbed them and I felt myself squeeze. They were real!
“What the?”I started in the wrong voice.
“Hey Carl…welcome back!” said my voice.
“Hey… honey,” said my wife, sounding drunk, “You’re Linda..surprise!” And seemingly to prove the point, one of them inserted something into me.
“This can’t be happening,” I said. I tried to wiggle out from under my wife, but I wasn’t strong enough. If anything, it made matters worse since my hips pressed against what I assumed were fingers. I could feel myself getting more aroused between the my wife’s hands on my chest and what I now fingered out were my fingers in this pussy I had.
“How?” I got out.
My wife stopped rocking when Linda replied in my body, “It’s a spell. Two people can willingly trade bodies. It took you a day or two to recover from the magic use, since you aren’t used to it. Don’t worry though, the wedding and party over. Well, the party for the guests. Our party is still going. Nothing like some wedding sex before brunch.”
“Linda did a great job as you, hon, in multiple ways…” smirked Kelli, “People did ask where Linda was, but when we told folk she was sick, no on batted an eye.”
I was really having trouble concentrating on what they were saying as my body felt warmer and warmer and I couldn’t stop squirming from that feeling from this body’s vagina. I was able to say, “change..back..” in a similar tone to my wife when I first awoke. This body was working against me. I felt relief when the fingers were removed. The cold,wet returned.
“Sorry Carl, no can do. I’m not willing anymore. I like being taller. Standing to pee is great. And best of all, no periods or pregnancy. You on the other hand, now it’s you that has to remember the birth control,” said Linda as she put my dick into me.
I couldn’t reply to her as I felt something I’d never felt before, no thought I would. My body felt great, now I felt full and warm as little jolts of pleasure shot around my body. My mind tried to process what was going on, with the embarrassment of bring tricked mixed with the fear of the future with a hint of enjoyment from the oxytocin hitting my brain. I heard my wife say something, but she sounded far away, “Linda, this isn’t what we talked about. We were supposed to joke and mess with him a bit when he woke up. Now you are fucking my husband”
Somehow Linda replied to Kelli despite pumping away in me, “Kelli, this situation is better. We can be BFFs and husband and wife. No one would question us spending so much time together. We can still get our nails done and travel. We can go to the bar, and no one will hit on you. I’ve known you longer than this guy did. I know a woman’s body. Trust me!” Kelli’s face looked back and forth, she must have been trying to decide what to do while my face was talking to her and her best friend’s face, my current face, was panting and moaning. My wife stood up and put a hand on Linda, who stopped moving for a moment. My body finally listened to me and I rolled over to get up when my wife sat back down on top of me. She leaned over and whispered into my ear, “Sorry Carl. She’s right”
I couldn’t move as Linda fucked my wife. It seemed to last forever. My body craving more dick, my wife orgasming on top of me. When she leaned down on my back, a moment later, Linda was pounding me.
“Noo!” I screamed while I still had rational thought. Within seconds, my body once again took over. Even when my wife got off my back, I just stayed there getting rammed until she was done.
I fell forward onto the couch and she said, “don’t worry this time. I took the pill until we changed,” as she slapped my ass. As I was recovering, my wife brought over some clothing for me, and the glasses I now needed. I put them on first, able to see the room for the first time. My wife was going into the bathroom as my body got dressed.
“How could you?’ I asked Linda.
“Easily and happily. I get to spend the rest of my life with my best friend. Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be ok. You’ll figure out my job easily, since it is similar to yours. Make sure you don’t tell anyone, they’ll think you are nuts. Don’t worry, you’ll still get to spend time with Kelli, you are her BFF afterall. Need help with that bra? I can show you the trick,” answered Linda. I walked away, initially refusing to get dressed, but after my wife talked to me about how it was going to be this way, I put on the layers having my wife help me with the bra. Eventually, I was dressed.
We went to the brunch, where the bride and groom looked so happy. Me? I was hit on by my groomsmen all morning and had bridesmaids telling me about their dream weddings. The kicker? They were taking bets as to when my wife would get knocked up by “Carl.”