The Spark

Sam leads you into a dimly lit room. There's a bathroom stall, a sink and mirror, and a large bed against the opposite wall.

"Wait a minute." You say in Sam's old voice, pulling back against the hand that's leading you. "You don't mean... I mean, we're not gonna..." Samantha looks back at you and that strong jawline emphasizes the big grin on her face. "I'm a man!" But your feminine voice betrays you.

"John, I know it's sudden, but really, it's fine. Look at yourself." And she gestures towards a full length mirror on the wall. You see a reflection of yourself and Sam standing nude before you, but when you move it's Sam's body that moves, not your own. "You can't tell me you haven't wondered what it's like for a woman. Now's your chance!" And you see your old body place an arm around Sam and she pulls you in front of her, wrapping you in a hug from behind. It's very comforting as her strong muscles hold you tightly just below the breasts, reminding you that she cares, that you have a history together. You turn your head to look up at her, to look into those eyes and see that reassuring glance from familiar eyes.

She lowers her head towards you, breaking that unspoken distance and moving in for the kiss. And perhaps because it's so very relaxing knowing that it's just Sam, you close your eyes and allow it. This sweet wetness sparked by fate sends shivers down your spine. Slowly, tenderly at first, with the slightest of pressure, your tongues begin exploring each other's. Until it grows stronger, this ignited flame within you desiring more as her strong hand grips your head and pulls you closer to her pressing her body against you. Your breasts squeeze against her powerful chest and you wrap your arms around her, hugging her tightly. The familiar yet faint smell of vanilla fills your nostrils as you breathe in. Lips tugging and pulling on each other. Time stretches on while this throbbing heat begins to grow somewhere deep inside of you. She groans softly, low in her throat as she reaches down to grab hold of your buttocks, squeezing a handful and pressing her hips into yours. You feel her strong cock pressing against your abdomen, the slippery pre-cum already dripping from the head. The urge to have her is overwhelming, and finally you break.

"Take me Sam."