I had known Keira for years. I tried to woo her early on, but she shot me down cold. Turns out she was gay. We stayed friends though. In addition to being hot, she was clever, funny, and eclectic in all the right ways that made her a great and entertaining pal.
Oh, and she was a witch. She cast some simple charms to make my dick bigger, which I couldn't complan about at all.
But things happen and folks drift apart. Keira moved to the other side of the country and I missed her terribly. In addition to not having my kooky buddy around, without her magic around my dick shrank back to it's normal size. I'd never been particularly embarrassed about the size before, but compared to the monster she'd given me, it was a big let down.
Anyways, we kept in touch as best we could, texting and the like. When she asked me out of the blue one day what I was doing that weekend, I thought it was normal banter. When I texted back "Nothing really", I didn't give it much thought.
About twenty minutes later I started feeling terribly dizzy and the world started to rapidly blur around me. I was worried for a split second as it got bad enough I thought I might be having a stroke or something, but all at once the dizziness and blurriness stopped. Only when it cleared, I wasn't in my room anymore.
Or my body, it turned out when I looked down and saw a familiar (though not from that angle) pair of tits. I was in Keira's luscious body!
Wobbling against the unfamiliar weight of her boobs, I realized I was kneeling on the floor in the middle of some kind of weird pentagram with candles everywhere. I was still reeling when I heard a phone chime from the otherside of the room. I walked over to get it, feeling Keira's tits bouncing on my chest with every single step, which I will admit turned me on a bit. I might not have had romantic thoughts about Keira in a long time, but I still thought she was smoking hot.
The phone had a text message from... Me. Or from my phone anyways. It was Keira.
"Hey, sorry. I've got something urgent to do back home and that swapping bodies with you was the fastest way to get there. It's a cool new spell I learned. Anyways, since you weren't doing anything this weekend, I figured you wouldn't mind. I know you've always wanted to fuck my body, so now's your chance to do that. My vibrator is in the nightstand. Don't be shy, I figure it's the least I can do to make it up to you. And... well, I don't want you getting into any trouble in my body, so I cast another spell that oughta keep you inside all weekend. It should kick in in about two minutes. There's some frozen pizza in the freezer. Batteries are in the kitchen closet. You'll enjoy it, I promise."
I was about to text back "What spell?" when I felt the tingling heat that had already been building between my legs begin to surge. It was a new sensation, but it wasn't hard to identify. I was FUCKING HORNY!
It didn't take long for that growing need to draw me to the item promised in Keira's nighstand.
Now it's been almost six hours and I haven't gotten out of Keira's bed except to change the batteries in her vibrator. I must've cum at least a dozen times, each as satisfying or more as the last. But I still felt horny. It wasn't hard for me to figure out what the spell was that she cast on herself to "keep me inside all weekend" in her body.
All I could do was lay there and enjoy it: me, Keira's body, and her vibrator.
I already knew I was going to have to ask her if we could do this again sometime...