The New Ride

Alex Alexander had never driven a sports car, but by the time he reached his office his old Camry had been transformed into a red convertible Ferrari. Not a new one, but a a classic 1960's style, the kind he had drooled over as a kid reading car magazines. The past couple days had been strange enough, but having his car transform while he was in it was downright terrifying.

Not that he was complaining. His life seemed to be chaotic, reality seeming to shift all around him. If he got his dream car out of the deal, he could live with it.

The previous night he had put himself to sleep earlier than usual, mostly due to the exhaustion of the constant stress over what would change next. That, and the sexual over-exertion he was experiencing. Not only had his de-aged wife given him a blowjob, and then she teamed up with his former boss to get him off during dinner, but twice more times as well. First in the bath, upstairs in the huge hot-tub styled tub, Alex found himself naked with the younger Tina once again.

"My teacher told me that we shouldn't waste water, Mister A," she said, climbing into the tub with him, "he says that we need to be more responsible for, like, the environment and stuff."

Alex didn't challenge her on the subject. He was far too hypnotized by her long pink hair floating around her body, her buoyant breasts bobbing as she swam over to sit on his lap.

How he found the energy, the stamina for another round, Alex chalked up to another reality shift. Maybe his body had been transformed as well, although when he looked in the mirror, he was the same middle-aged man he remembered. Perhaps it was something on the inside that changed, giving him a seemingly unending ability to perform sexually.

That theory was put to the test once more in bed. Jeffery, the wife this reality had settled Alex with, wasn't satisfied with climbing into bed and falling asleep reading, as had been Alex and Tina's routine for years. Jeffery was made of different stuff. Large breasts, long legs, thing waist, all on display in a red see-through nightie.

"Hey stud," she whispered as she climbed into bed next to him, filling his nostrils with an intoxicating scent, "Now that I finally have you alone, why don't you show me how much you love me?"

Had Alex not been so befuddled over the changes to his reality, he would have resisted much more. As it was, he was practically lost in his new universe, unsure as to what would be the right thing, and what would be the wrong. And so, once again, Alex went with the flow.

His last orgasm of the night had been mind-shattering. It took about twenty-five minutes to achieve climax, and when he did, his body shook and his eyes rolled, and his mind was washed away in a sea of ecstasy. In that twenty-five minutes, Jeffery came six times.

Alex pulled into his parking spot, a company spot that he paid for with a payroll deduction, something on the far side of the lot, but it was better than finding parking on the street. After a few minutes, he was able to figure out how to put up the soft-top of his new car, locked the doors, and walked across the lot to the office, a spring in his step. Sure, he had never been discontent with his old life, but he was starting to enjoy his new life. It certainly had its perks.