I’ve always secretly harbored the desire to be a girl, so when my girlfriend asked if I wanted to try swap sex I jumped at the chance. She was desperate to know what having a cock was like and I acted like I was doing her a big favor. We knew the risk of mixing the magic and semen but she wanted the full experience and asked to try without a condom. She promised to pull out when she felt herself getting close. I knew my body and how strong the desire is, how quickly things could shift.
From the moment we swapped I knew I couldn’t go back. I felt sexy, I moved seductively, I belonged in this body. I didn’t care what I had to do I would make this permanent. I loved everything about being a woman. The absence between my legs begging to be filled, my phenomenal breast, my sweet voice- I wanted it all. So when my girlfriend mounted her own body from behind I was already sopping wet. (I loved that too).
As my own penis slipped into my pussy the strangeness of it all was incredible but not as pleasurable as I thought it would be. Until the rhythm started. My goodness what pleasure. I came rapidly and new I needed to make her cum before she could stop it. So I started slowly rocking back on her cock. Sinking it deeply into me, letting it part new depths.
Then I picked up the pace and get it get harder, pressing new areas. I knew it was coming and my motion became more pleading, frantic. As my breast swung under me and my full ass plunged up and down I felt it. We both orgasmed and I felt her empty into my new vagina. She gasped in surprise but it was too late. She got what she asked for, now she can have it forever.
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