In The Dark, Our Bodies Intertwine

In the dark, our bodies intertwined and our fingers gently memorizing the curves so we could see without eyes, we talked. Mostly Rachel talked, explaining what had happened and how I'd felt and what she'd done to me.

And honestly it was so shocking that I didn't even know what to say. It was so shocking that it just kept me up, even now with her softly sleeping next to me, her face nestled into my neck and her breath gently tickling on my skin as I stared up at the ceiling above me in the dark and tried to understand how it all felt so real.

A finger. All she'd used was a finger.

I mean on a certain level I did kind of understand it. My senses had been blanked out so my mind filled in the blanks for me. And her words had been highly suggestive and I was oh so suggestible and I remembered this story I'd read once about a room where there was no sound at all, just zero sound whatsoever and I think the article said that it was really hard to stand in that room because without anything else to hear you started to hear yourself and then you started to hear more than that and I remembered thinking that if you stood in that room in the pitch black dark then your mind might just make up burgeoning terrors that would haunt you for the rest of your days. Sights and sounds and horrors that existed only in your mind and only in your mind were they real but that's the only place they needed to be real because even if it was just you thinking of it then it was enough to cut you like a blade to the heart.

So maybe this was like that... except... less intense... or less violent... or more... sexy?

Either way, what had happened according to Rachel was that she hadn't been able to find any kind of substitute cock that was suitable which made sense to me. I'd gone through the boxes and there was nothing that wasn't either intimidatingly thick or dangerously composed that would do. Seeing no other option she'd relied on bonds and blindfolds and gags and suggestion, letting my mind fill in the details.

When I'd revealed that I was so certain that something real was happening to me, that someone had slipped in or at the very least that she'd slipped something more substantial than a finger in she'd found that only the funniest thing in the world, giggling for a full minute and a half before kissing me quick and eager and calling me delightful.

That disarming little move had set my stomach fluttering and left me floating on a cloud that lingered even to this moment.

Because the truth was that marveling or wondering at hallucinations wasn't what was keeping me up. The truth was far more dangerous than that.

Revelations that upset your whole world and perspective are never an easy thing to get but I like to think that at this point I was predisposed to them. I mean I'd woken up on my birthday, a few days ago, as a man who was substantially older than a college freshman and then I'd been sent back in time to occupy this body and this life and this everything. I'd become a co-ed girl, adorably cute and undeniably sexy and I'd enjoyed this body, to my utter shock and surprise. I'd liked the way the pleasure built and released in it and all of the other little things too, all of the bits and pieces that I was just starting to work out.

I was starting to like them too.

Truthfully this life was opening up possibilities for me that I'd never thought I'd have, not really. And possibilities that went beyond just fucking a man or getting pleasure as a woman or anything like...

Rachel. It was opening up possibilities with Rachel.

Because here I was closer than ever to the girl of my dreams, to the girl that I thought I would do anything to have and to a girl whose smile I'd remembered and carried with me for so long. For years and decades I'd kept her close to my heart, like a secret I never quite let go of, and now she was lying next to me and she'd just made me feel amazing and I was on cloud nine.

Except I wasn't.

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