The usurper wishes for pleasure

“Amina! I wish for you to please me…” the person in your body wishes.

A sudden urge overwhelms you. Biting your lower lip, you step towards your body. Your hands reach out and caress your chest. You find it surreal. It is as if you were looking into a mirror, only you can feel your body’s skin. It is warm to the touch. He is breathing and looking back at you with a consciousness. It feels as though this is really you, or at least someone that looks like you. Would you have made this request of Amina? You wonder how many things you had wished for that made others do what they may not have wanted.

As your mind drifts, you discover you have already removed your body’s shirt. Hungrily, with Amina’s soft lips, you kiss the exposed chest, run your small tongue down his belly and tug down on his pants. You have never seen your manhood from this perspective before and feel somewhat gratified to see it as a fine specimen. So fine that you need to stroke it. It throbs and pulses, feeling firm in your grip. Your voice groans softly, motivating you to stroke harder using Amina’s slender fingers.

Your mouth is just a tilt of the head away from the bulbous pink tip of your body’s cock. The temptation is in you to open wide and sucks it off. Where is the desire coming from though? Something bugs you. Is it the magic of the pendant or are you using that as an excuse to experiment? You could fight the urge, but you don’t want to. You lean in.

You taste yourself for the first time and it is an eye-opening experience! So many emotions run through you. You can feel Amina’s cheeks warm to manmeat in her mouth, only that’s not Amina flushing up, it is you! It makes you confused and slightly disgusted, but above that is an overwhelming sensation of lust!

With just a small taste of yourself, you push for more. You take in your entire cock, down to the throat and suck. The sounds of your voice gasping with pleasure sends shivers up Amina’s spine. She/You want to please You/Him more. You continue to bob your head on your stiff, thick rod until you can sense him/you is ready to burst. Finishing off like this does not feel satisfying enough though, so you stop and lead your body back onto the bed.

In Amina’s body, you lay back and guide your own body on top. Spreading her thighs, you watch with hot anticipation as your body hovers over you. You reach out and direct the juicy slab of manhood toward your glistening pink hole. You hear the trembling moan that sounds like Amina but is coming out of your mouth as the prick presses against your opening. It glides smoothly inside you and you moan encouragement as you feel what it’s like to take your rock hard cock in your sopping wet pussy for the first time!

Your former body thrusts into you vigorously, holding you down by the shoulders as he shoves his thick rod in and out of your body. Soon, all you’re thinking about is the hot slab of manmeat juicing out your cunt. Your original body continues to pound you, slapping against your wet flesh as if applauding a Broadway show. Amina’s petite frame barely holds together and you feel it quickly rise up to its sexual peak. “I’m… cumming…” you admit through Amina’s soft lips.

Old you grunts and smashes you harder. You gasp and cry out in short, high pitched bursts. Hearing yourself cry out in Amina’s voice pushes you over the edge and you let out a loud moan of satisfaction, shivering and clenching your bed sheets as the orgasm shoots through you!

“OOOOaaaHHH!!!” you scream as you feel hot cum fill you up.

Former you slumps over, recovering from the after effects of sex. This gives you a moment to ponder who exactly is inhabiting your original body.

With the haze of hot sex clearing away from your mind, you’re able to put some pieces of your current situation together. If you’re inhabiting Amina’s body and granting wishes, the only person who can make wishes would be… Lynn!

“Lynn! Give me back my body!” you demand, sitting up on the bed and staring as intently as you can make Amina appear.

You see your face smile back at you and say, “Well, that didn’t take you long to figure out!”

“This isn’t what I wanted!” you plea. “You said I get to keep Amina!”

“And you do! In a way...” Lynn/you smirks.

“Not like this…” you hold your hands out in front of you, seeing small feminine paws, then look to the petite, girlish figure below. Amina’s body is still very cute, but it’s not the one you want to live out your life in… is it? “Wait, where is Amina?”

Lynn/you simply smiles and thinks for a minute.

“Where is she?!” you demand. You realize you have no power to demand anything, but your concern is genuine enough to merit a response from your adversary.

”So, you want this body back…” Lynn/you says, running her hands over your chest and stomach. “You want Amina and you want this body back, right?”

You nod, not sure where she is going with this.

“Well, I can grant that wish!” she/you grins, turning to Lynn/Lynn, “but how should I word it?”

“That’s a good point!” Lynn/Lynn agrees, stepping away from the wall she was observing from. She strokes her chin, “Wording is so tricky with these wishes, aren’t they? The magic seems to want to interpret it in the worst possible way!”

Lynn/you nods, “You wouldn’t want to wish Amina back and then get bumped out of her body like a lost spirit…”

“Or wish to be back in your body and be shrunk down and thrown into your old body’s belly!” Lynn adds.

“But you have full control over the pendant, Lynn!” you say, “You can make anything happen!”

“You really think so?” Lynn/Lynn asks.

“What do you mean? You’ve got the pendant! You know how it works, you can make any wish you want come true!” you point out, tiring of her games.

Lynn/Lynn grins widely, as she says, “It’s so nice to have you believing in me! Now it’s true, I can make any wish come true, there’s still complications to making a wish reality! If you really want Amina back to the way she was, you have to agree to take her place!”

“Wha…?” you wonder aloud.

“Amina can’t truly be Amina when she’s bound to the pendant. But the magic will not hold if there is no servant to grant the wishes. Therefore, someone has to take her place.”

“And that someone is me?” you conclude. You think for a minute, then wonder out loud, “So, earlier, you were trying to convince me that Amina isn’t real, now you’re saying she is and that you can set her free?”

“Oh, that was just me testing your resolve. If you truly believe she’s real, and if you truly care for her, you would be willing to make this sacrifice,” Lynn says.

“Can I talk to her first?” you ask.

“Nope.”

“Why not?”

“Well, you have no way of knowing if she’s the real Amina or just something I conjured up anyways, so the point would be moot,” Lynn reasons. “So... what’s it going to be? Your life or hers?”

You have to consider this carefully. Not long ago, Lynn was trying to convince you that Amina was just a construct of the pendant, now she is offering to free Amina from the pendant in exchange for your servitude. Is it a trick or another game?