''AAHHNN!!! YES!'' Brandon screamed, ''HOW COME WE WERE EVER NOT FUCKING BEFORE?'' He shouted the question he'd asked time and again both before and after their swap. ''SHIT! I'M GONNA- NNGGHHFFF! AHHHH! AHHHH!''
Carrie felt her balls tense up as her body as her old body moaned and came. She grunted loudly and felt herself empty deep into her old pussy. Sex had been good before, but she'd never felt so satisfied afterwards as she did as a man.
Based on the fact that when she pulled out Brandon just laid there in her body gasping for breath, she wondered if he felt the same.
''Oh my god...'' Brandon groaned and rolled over, smiling at Carrie, ''Seriously, why were we ever not fucking before the swap?''
''I dunno, maybe we're better at it this way.'' Carrie said and leaned over and kissed her old body.
''You're totally fucking right. Is that weird?'' Brandon asked, curling up and pressing as much of his skin against his old body as possible.
''I dunno, Dr. Fischer said we were both narcissists, maybe the swap therapy just fixed it so we love ourselves more literally.''
''Yeah, I always did love my cock.'' Brandon said and licked his lips, reaching a hand down to stroke her old member, eager to coax it back to life.
''Mmmm, I always was insatiable...'' Carrie said and rolled over, fondling her body as she worked to get another erection.
Neither of them bothered to think about Dr. Fischer's other comment, overwhelmed by their lust. He'd also said they needed something to keep them together as a couple. At their present pace of fucking five or six times a day (more on weekends) it wouldn't be long before their swap would be stuck for at least nine months. It was illegal to use while one of the participants was pregnant after all.