… head bumping with your sexy flatmate Kat

You are busy in your room putting on aftershave and a good shirt. You admire your six foot muscular physique. Kiss your bicep, tricep… quadriceps… whatever.

You share your apartment with your sexy female flat mate Katrina, or Kat. She has been your friend forever. You lust after her but are unable to get the courage up to ask her out and have been friend zoned. You are otherwise pretty dominant and have just started seeing Kat’s friend Sabine, a sexy petite, big breasted Indian girl who has a similar physique to Kat but is a bit taller at five foot one.

Then there is a ring of the doorbell.

“Stay in your room Bill! I got it. It’s for me!” Kat yells. “I’m not decent!”

But you know it’s Sabine! You run for the door and so does Kat. You bump into each other and fall over.

You come too and realise that you’re … sexually aroused?! It feels like you’ve been masturbating. But oddly your nipples are tingling and you feel hot and wet between your legs without the familiar throb of an erection. You sit up and something jiggles on your chest pleasantly. You blink and look down at your pale skinned cleavage. Breasts! With proud nipples!? What the hell. You reach down between your legs and… “oh my god,” you moan, shock turning to arousal. You close your eyes and savour the strange new sensation.

Kat, in your body talks with your voice. “Wait. How… Bill?”

You sigh in response. This feels too good… you should stop… but you just can’t.

“Hey you little slut! Don’t do that!” Kat says, eyes laughing, “we swap bodies… and that’s the first thing you do! Holy shit!”

You blush and reluctantly stop you self ministrations. “No. It’s just… what were you doing before… this?” You motion at your tiny new body and his larger one.

Holy fuck! You really have body swapped. No one would believe this unless it happened to them! It wasn’t possible. Yet here you are. Proof of the impossible. Excited pussy and all!

“Stuff,” Kat says vaguely still eyes laughing. It was like she wasn’t surprised by the body swap. “Who could it be at the door?” She asks, changing the subject.

“Wait! If it’s Sabine she can’t see us like this…” you start, but then realise that she might get a bad vibe if she was ditched on the third date where you’d all but agreed to have sex! You feel a moment of shock. This is bad! And you’re still sexually aroused!

“No it’s Suki, my Japanese girlfriend. I… um… was going to have her work here as a maid.” Kat tells you with a blush as he stands easily, towering above you. He offers you his hand.

Still aroused and turned on you take it and stand. You - no he is gorgeous! You can see it clearly from Kat’s perspective as your purring new pussy twinges with a newfound desire. It was not narcissism- you can just see your former body from a woman’s perspective with woman’s needs hammering through your new body. If only you’d asked Kat out!

“Maid?” You repeat as you stand unsteadily, breasts swaying unfamiliarity.

“Yeah. Ha. I always wanted one … and I can afford it now!” Kat said evasively with your voice.

“This sounds more like a booty call…?” You suggested. Kat and Suki had been pretty active sexually. The walls were thin. Clearly this maid stuff was really a sexual kink and not about a cleaning service.

“Yeah. I’m on a promise…” Kat said with a grin. “But you’re on the promise now. Can you let her in and try and salvage things. Headache or something? Take a rain check but maintaining interest! Please!?”

“I was going to sleep with Sabine too. If you do the same for me…” you agree.

Kat grins mischievously and you immediately doubt the sincerity of his next words. “Ok. So no sleeping with our respective partners and no spilling the beans to them! They must not know that we have swapped bodies! That’s the most important thing!” The new Bill tells you.

“Right then. I’m Kat! You’re Bill!” You say to Bill. He gives you a thumbs up. I’m Kat. I’m Kat, you tell yourself. You both nod and go to the door together. Sabine and Suki shouldn’t notice anything!

You and Kat stand before the door, trying to compose yourselves. You can still feel the insistent tingling wet heat between your legs, the unmistakable sensation of arousal, and it’s strange, thrilling, and slightly embarrassing. You take a deep breath, trying to ignore the new curves and sensations of your body, and open the door with a shaky smile.