I felt a little bad as my own body struggled to slip off my new cock. The guy I picked up at the bar was everything I hoped for- handsome, well hung, seemed to be set financially, and most importantly a total fucking asshole.
It was easy getting letting him get me drunk, it was easier to get him back to my place but the absolute easiest part was getting him to fuck me. I climbed on top and lowered myself onto him like the drunk slut he thought he brought home and then he began to brutally punish me.
That’s when we swapped. The sensation of power and penetration was more than I could have dreamed. As I slammed into my own pussy again and again I smiled at the complete control I had in the situation. I needed to seal the spell with semen and so I pursued a new pleasure. I felt my own body cum despite itself long before I felt a rapid building feeling unlike anything I’d ever felt. Then I went over the cliff and felt my cock empty itself into the pussy that’s been mine for 23 years.
I easily tossed him off of me onto the sofa we’d been fucking on and stood, looking down in my new fat cock and muscular form. “Enjoy the pussy and student debt.” I said as he struggled to stand against the drunken stupor I’d purposefully put myself in. By instinct I picked up my panties on the floor to put on and then paused as i looked at the lacy design that used to hug my form so nicely, then I smiled and tossed them at him. “Those won’t fit me any more” I said as I tossed them at his face. I pulled on my pants and shirt and walked out the door to my new life, enjoying the calm afterglow of my first fuck as a man.