You Do!

You let out a soft whimper. He had you. You wanted to fight it...to tell Melanie to go fuck himself...but you knew he was right. You were a girl now...and you would do almost anything for more of the amazing feeling that was flowing through your petite body, causing you to tremble. Again, the rigid head was pressed against your pussy lips, driving you crazy. “What's it gonna be?”

“Fine.” You said, your resolve caving in to the feeling that was building inside of you. “Fuck me...MIKE...PLEASE!” You felt ashamed and humiliated. Your cheeks flushed red as you gave up your very identity, as you begged this man to fuck you. You felt so small, and so utterly dominated...but at the same time so turned on! You started to grind your hips back against your former body, anything to get more of that incredible feeling that you were craving.

“That's a good girl, Melanie.” Your former body said, before sinking his raging fuckstick in to the hilt, his balls slapping roughly against your clit, emphasizing your surrender.

“Ohhhhhhhhh.....” You uttered. You WERE Melanie now, but you didn't care. The only thing that mattered to you was that big dick stretching you out and throbbing inside of you. “Oh Fuck, Mike...” You said, your former name slipping easily from your lips as your former body grabbed you by the hips, holding you with strong hands as "Mike" started to fuck you properly, in long, smooth strokes. You could feel the fabric of the sheets against your nipples as the new Mike pounded his meat into you and you dropped your head, shoving the corner of one of the discarded pillows into your mouth to muffle your squeals of pleasure.

Your old body continued to slam his hard rod into your eager, quivering pussy over and over, building up to a frantic pace, until you could feel the deep wave of pleasure rising inside you... and your body began to tremble.

“Oh fuck, Mike!!!” You screamed as your muscles began to convulse, contracting your pussy around your man's thick cock as you came. Your hands clenched, holding on tight to the flannel sheets as the pleasure overwhelmed you.“I'm cummmiiiinnnnnnnggggggg......” At once there was a tremendous rush, and you felt the warm fluid shoot out from your core, coating your former legs and lap with your slick juices.

“Fuck, Melanie!” You heard your old voice say. Then suddenly, you could feel your man beginning to shudder behind you. That wonderful cock started to grow inside you, stretching you even fuller as he reached his own crest. Then, all at once you were left with a horrible emptiness as you felt him withdraw... and then the warm rain began. Spurt after spurt of his hot seed splashed upon your back and your pillowy ass as you writhed beneath him in wanton bliss, each jet of warm sperm sending more and more tingles shooting through you, like you had stuck your finger in a light socket. Finally...when you could take no more, you collapsed forward on the bed...panting and shivering, but not from the cold.

“Damn!” You heard your former body say, as you felt the sting of a rough slap on your ass. “You SQUIRTED! I never squirted when that was MY body...damn! You must REALLY like being fucked doggy style.”

Then the strong arms were wrapping themselves around you in a powerful embrace, and you felt his rough lips on your cheek and you heard his voice in her ear.

“You are fucking amazing.”

You smiled weakly back at him, and closed your eyes, your hand moving up to touch his stubbly cheek as you basked in the afterglow of being a woman who had been well...and thoroughly... fucked.

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A short time later, You opened your eyes. You could smell something delicious coming from the kitchen, and so you got up and threw on your little pink robe. You were still a little unsure of what had just happened, but you did know that it was the most incredible thing you had ever felt. You slipped on a pair of thick, knit wool socks from the dresser that had once been yours to protect against the icy coolness of the hardwood floor, and made your way to the kitchen. Damn, you were sore.

When you got there, you found your former body fully dressed, flipping steaks in a pan on the stove. “Bout time you got up.” He said to you.

“Well, it's not every day that I get my brains just about fucked out.” You responded, pulling out a chair. “I'm not sure about the whole 'switching names' thing though...I mean, even though I'm inside YOU, I'm still ME...aren't I?”

While you were asleep, the person in your old body had set the table with two places. Now he shut the stove off, turned around, and deposited a steak on each plate, before tossing the pan into the sink.

“You certainly weren't complaining an hour ago.” He said, giving you a smirk.

“Yeah...but...I don't want things to get confusing...you know...when the witch changes us back.”

A dark veil suddenly dropped over your lover's face, like a cloud moving across the sun. You could see that he was wrestling with a deep dilemma. “Well, honey,” He began, putting down his knife and fork before running a hand through his short-cropped hair. “I've been meaning to talk to you about that...It...well...”

“What is it?” you said, stretching out your small hand to his.

“It wasn't the witch that did it.” He said, pulling his hand away as he averted his eyes.

“What?” You said, your own fork clattering to the table.

“I think it's just gone too far.” He said.

“What's gone too far? What the fuck are you saying?” You responded, your voice higher now, on the edge of losing it as realization was beginning to dawn.

“Well, we had been having so many problems...and you wouldn't listen to me. I just wanted you to know what it felt like from my side.” He sighed. “You know I told you I used to have a girlfriend...before you. I've always been sorta bi... I told you that...Anyway her name was Calliope, and she was really into the whole satanism thing pretty deeply. “ He paused again and took a deep breath. “When we broke up, she left some of her books behind...then one day you and I had a huge fight...and I got drunk and just wanted to get back at you.” He turned away from you, biting his lip now.

“So...what? Are you trying to say that YOU did this to us?” You said, your eyes wide with incredulity.

He nodded, sullenly.