He was a captain of industry, king of his own little domain. Until she came along.
She was beautiful and enthralling and he had to have her, but one wrong step and he found himself on her bad side.
Now she’s turned the tables and they’ve switched bodies, and this gorgeous witch is going to show him just what it means to be a woman.
Will he be able to hold out? Will he be able to resist the charms of the men around him? Or will he fall into their arms and lose himself to the thrill of his newly feminine body?
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I would feel her hard body against mine, the power in her securing me as her hard cock poked its way between my thighs. Then she would break our kiss and spin me, bending me at the waist and making me throw my hands out to steady myself against the wall.
With her hands gripping my waist she would push her thick cock into me, spreading the walls of my sex as I moaned out loudly, as I hissed out a “Yes” while she buried herself into me in one long slow stroke. Then she would pull back, teasing the entrance of me before thrusting in once more and filling me up with that cock. That cock that used to be mine that was now hers.
And her hands would run up and down my body before coming to rest on my breasts and pulling me up to her. I would be drawn into her arms and feel my shoulder blades pressing against her firm chest while her hips increased in speed and power.
She would hold me in her arms, strong arms that used to be my arms. I would balance on tip toe as she slammed her cock into me, the whole time crying out for more more more.
More of that body that used to be mine. More of her satisfying the body that used to be hers.
That still was hers.
Because in that moment, in that fantasy I was hers entirely. Both of these forms belonged to her for her to do with as she wanted. She was in control. I had abdicated and subjugated myself before her. I was hers. Everything was hers.