“Okay,” I agreed, “but I don’t know what I’m doing.” Shelby motioned me to sit on the side of the tub. My pussy wasn’t as smooth as it was before small bristles were beginning to grow. I moved closer and let her touch me again. The unexpected move surprised me and caused me to jolt backward.
Without any warning, she walked to me and grabbed my pussy. She replied, “well, I hope we figure it out soon.” “It’s not like there’s a precedence for this.” As Shelby began to draw the warm water, she asked, “how are we going to fix this?” Our shower was too small for two people to use at one time, but our bathtub was large enough to entertain both of us. She was either upset that she was still in my body or she was reminded of our naughty behavior from earlier. When I finished staring, I tapped Shelby on the shoulder, “wake up.” She opened her eyes and sat up. Also, I spent a few seconds admiring her body, the body I had ownership of until the night before. Shelby lay on her side her cock was soft for the first time I had seen her in my body. I had stared for several moments before I snapped out of my lustful trance. My smooth legs and flat stomach were remarkably attractive, in addition to my curvy butt and my hourglass hips. I treasured the C-cup breasts fastened to my chest and the hairless pussy that replaced my hairy cock. I stood in front of the mirror once more to admire the new body I had assumed. The fascination of being in my sister’s body had still not left my mind. Contrarily, I was also intrigued and even ready for more. Partly, I felt disgusted, unable to shake the what-the-fuck-did-we-do mentality. Seeing the verification of our dirty encounter divided my mind. I studied the evidence that remained from our sexual act only hours before the wadded cum rag on the floor my pussy and thighs, which were sticky because of my squirting the damp spot on the sheets the fragrance of ejaculation in the air. I sat on the edge of the bed looked around the room.
In big, red letters, the clock on the nightstand declared that it was 4:30 in the morning. It was dark outside we slept through the afternoon and half of the morning. Recognizing that I was still in my step-sister’s body, I grumbled. The sound of a garbage truck banging a dumpster pulled me from my sleep. The premise is that two step-siblings swap lives and are forced to live with each other’s bodies, including their genitals. This story has a lot less ‘story’ and a lot more sex. Part One offers exposition and clarity that will make this story, Part Two, more understandable.
It is important to read Part One before reading this story. Genres: Fiction, Incest, Masturbation, Teen Male/Teen Female, Written by women, Young First time xxx stories: Body Swap – Chapter 2 by Rebecca Vaughn
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