Wrong body

Camilla opened her eyes, mad with excitement. Did it work? Did she now own the body of the woman Peter was in love with? She could feel it, she was in a new body. Her heart beating, she sat on the bed she was in. She looked around her and felt overwhelmed with joy. She had spied on this family for long enough to recognize Peter and Laura's bedroom.

-Yes ! she whispered, mad with excitement.

-Hmmm, moaned someone next to her.

Camilla froze when she heard that voice. That wasn't Peter's voice. Slowly, she turned around and gasped when she saw the person sleeping next to her. Right next to her, oblivious of her husband being possessed, Laura was lying, sleeping tight.

-No no no no.

Camilla reached for her breasts. Where she had expected to find Laura's huge mature tits, she only found a flat, hairy chest.

-No, this can't be happening.

Her eyes filled with tears when she heard the deep masculine voice coming out of her throat. She clumsily stood up, and headed for the bathroom. She locked the door and stared at her reflection in the mirror. Peter's reflection.

-Fuck !

How could have she been so dumb ? Confusing Peter's hair with Laura's? Now she was trapped in that body. After an initial couple minutes of freaking out and hyperventilating, she finally calmed down. After all, she could leave this body whenever she wanted. Since she was in the body of the man of her dreams, she could as well enjoy the moment. Slowly, she started unbuttoning his pyjamas, until she was staring at his naked body. She sighed.

-Oh Peter, you did let yourself go since high school, didn't you. Don't worry, there's nothing I can't fix.

Camilla snapped her fingers and smiled, as she saw the fat disappear from "her" body, as it was getting toned. Peter's beer belly quickly gained abs, muscular pecs appeared. She concentrated more, until his whole body was built like Jason Momoa. Peter's face on this surreal body looked almost weird, but she didn't care. She looked down at his average sized cock, and immediately, it grew huge, until it was there, massive, hanging between Peter's legs. She stroke it for the first time in more than twenty years and immediately got hard.

She moaned, getting horny. So this was what men felt when she was wearing tight shorts in the mall. Wow, she could understand better why she got so many hungry looks. A wicked smile appeared on her face, as she looked at the door separating the bathroom from "her" sleeping wife. Maybe it was time to fuck up Peter's relationship with Laura.