My New Body

When she said she was going to punish me, I had no idea this was what she had in mind.

My first mistake was dating against type. She wasn’t my usual kind of girl, too naive for her own good. No she was worldly, more capable than I could have ever imagined.

With a flick of her fingers she cast a spell on me, an actual spell. She wrapped me up in darkness and dreams and when I woke I wasn’t in my body anymore.

I look at myself in the mirror and I see only a woman who is perfectly my type. I see a woman who is beautiful and petite. I see a woman who I would need to have in my bed, the problem is so would he.

My best friend and my protege. He’s looking at me like a jackal, like a wolf. He’s looking at me like he’s hungry and I’m on the menu.

And I know he can make me feel good. I know that he can satisfy me. I know that he can answer the question that’s burning in me, the one that I know I shouldn’t ask.

How much pleasure can my new body take?

Excerpt

The woman in the mirror, the woman that I’d become. She was about to come face to face with a man who would view her exactly the same way I did when I first saw her reflection. A man who would break her down piece by piece and figure out the best way to do what he did best, to drag her into his bed like a caveman and give her a night she’ll never forget.

And the worst part of all of this is that right now my body was in no state to say no.

For the first time in a very long time I was indecisive, torn between two choices. A part of me wanted to crawl into the back of the closet and pull down some clothes on top of me. Just hide away and hope that after a few minutes Tommy would give up and walk out the door and leave me in this state. The other part of me was the old part of me, perhaps. It wanted to face this head on, to grab some clothes and tug them on quick and walk out there and when he hit on me just shove it back in his face. That part of me would get a bit of glee from being the one girl in this world that Tommy couldn’t convince to tumble into bed with him because there was no part of me that wanted to do that. No part that was willing to admit it at least.

I was wasting precious seconds and he was drawing closer and I wound up doing half of one and half of the other. I grabbed at the first piece of clothing I could find, a white dress shirt that was fitted to my masculine and muscular torso but that draped over me like a cloak in this petite little body, and flung it over my shoulders. I fumbled with the buttons and as I did I drew back deeper into the closet but not quick enough to actually hide so that when Tommy came around the corner and peered inside looking for me he found a wide-eyed wild-looking woman, the flush of desire written into every feature on her face, staring at him like he was an intruder.

He got a smile on his face that I recognized, a flash behind his eyes that was impossible to miss. The man was looking at me like I was a tasty treat because that’s exactly what I was to him. To Tommy I was just a woman and he was already scheming for a way to write my name into his own little black book.

“Hey there,” he said, “I’m looking for Ray. Have you seen him?”

There was probably something I could have said to deter him then but I was so frazzled that I just stood there like a deer in headlights. I couldn’t even back up anymore, just cross my arms over my chest and clutch the shirt tight to me.

“Did he step out for a minute?” he asked me, “I mean clearly I can put the pieces together here and I’m not one to judge, sweetie. You’re beautiful and he’s handsome and successful. I can understand the appeal.”

Oh god, of course his mind went there. I wanted to groan and shudder at the thought of it. I wanted to be disgusted by the scene playing in my mind, of this body shivering with delight beneath my old one.

But in truth there was a thrill that came from it. There was this not-so-small part of myself that was eager for it, excited for it. It was fighting against myself, against my own urges. And it was curious about what it would have felt like to give in to more.

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