by R L Singer
And they did.
Josh woke her up with a kiss and dragged her half asleep body out of the bed to the bathroom so that she could see the change had occurred.
“And now, that we’re back in our own bodies, there is something I would like to ask you.” He said while they look into each others' eyes through the mirror.
“What’s the matter master?” she asked, falling naturally into her role once again.
“I would love to collar you,” he said and when she opened her mouth to express her happiness he stopped, by raising his hand. “But I don’t want just the submissive in you. I want it all, so, I would love to marry you. I love you and I know my life would never be the same without you.”
Forgetting anything but the happiness she was feeling, Corinne turned around and wrapped her arms around his neck as she cried yes a thousand times. He hugged her back and kissed her, allowing her to know he would be there with her forever.
The Swap Spell
Sasha looked around excited. She felt like a kid in a toy store on Christmas day. She had been walking around the old part of the city when she had bumped into this amazing store. The old man that worked there had greeted her like an old friend and had left her to explore the place at will. Sasha was in paradise: a second-hand book store. After ten minutes, she had found several books she simply had to add to her collection and she had only been through one of the place’s aisles.
Suddenly, a book fell on her hands from an upper shelf, startling her. Sasha was kneeling on the floor, checking the lower shelf when it fell, right into her hands. With a slight frown, she looked at the book. It had dark green leather covers and the titles were written in gold: Spells and Witchcraft.
Chuckling, Sasha opened the book and started going through its yellow pages, finding all kinds of spells and medicines for everything you could think of. One called her attention more than others. It was called the swapping souls bond. It started by explaining that sometimes, two souls needed to exchange places to recognize its mate.
“If the man you love doesn’t seem to see you, then this is the spell you need. Swapping bodies with him will allow him to recognize in you the true holder of his heart and love will flourish as it was fated to do.”
Immediately, an image of Ian filled her mind and she sighed. Tall, muscled body, black curled hair, amazing hazel eyes, he was the hottest guy she had ever known. If only it was that easy…
“Keep his image in your mind the same way you keep it in your heart and read out loud the words that will take you to his body next time the sun comes up in the sky.”
It went on and, pulling back her blond hair, Sasha continued to read it. All she could think of was the captain of the college’s football team and how she had fallen for the first day she arrived at college. He was a freshman like her, but he quickly became one of the college stars and she got lost in the crowd. She followed him from afar, all the time, but her feelings for him hadn’t faded, at all.
“Two souls fated to be together,
separated by the swirls of life
shall now change places
for better knowledge of each other
and allow love to flourish.
Only then, shall they return to their rightful place.”
Sasha read the spell out loud, following the instructions, praying fervently it would work. Incredibly, she felt a surge of energy rushing through her whole body and then it was gone. For a few moments, she just stood there with her eyes closed before she shook her head and got up. It was time to go home. Sasha had to work that night at the restaurant where she usually worked in the afternoons and she wanted to take a bath before that.
Picking the spell book along with the others she had selected, she paid them and left the store. For her despair, she wasn’t able to take the whole thing out of her mind. It kept playing again and again and when he entered the restaurant later that night, with a group of friends it was even harder concentrating on work.
“Hi, Sasha. I didn’t know you worked here,” he greeted her, with a strange look on his face.
Surprised he remembered her name, she nodded.
“I usually work on the afternoon shift, but a friend asked me to change shifts with her,” Sasha explained briefly. “What will you guys have?”
They gave her the orders and she returned to the kitchen cursing the way her legs seemed to lose strength whenever he was near her. They stayed up until closing time, and when Sasha left the place a few minutes later, Ian was there, leaning against his motorcycle, as if waiting for someone. When he saw her come out, he straightened and walked towards her.
“Hi… can I take you back to college? It’s too late for you to be all alone in the streets,” he said, with a flickering smile.
If she didn’t know better she would think he was nervous.
“I’m used to it,” Sasha mumbled, not sure what to think about his suggestion.
In three years, he had barely exchanged more than a couple of words with her.
“Even so… we’re going in the same direction,” he insisted, handing her a helmet.
Why did she doubt? She had been dreaming of something like that ever since she met him. Nodding, she grabbed the helmet and put it on, watching him do the same. He hopped on the motorcycle and invited her to do the same.
“Wrap your arms around my waist,” he told her, tilting his head back to glance at her, with a naughty grin on his face.
Sasha smiled back and did as he told her and soon he was driving away from the restaurant, towards the campus, where she lived. She shared a room with a friend but she had heard he rented a small apartment just outside the campus.
Hugging him this tight had her heart drumming in her chest and for a moment she wished he would take her to the end of the world so that she wouldn’t have to let go of him. But before she knew it, he was parking his bike right outside her students’ residency.
“We’re here, safe and sound,” he announced with a big smile on his face, right after he took off his helmet. She hopped out of the bike and took off her helmet, handing it to him.
“Thank you. It was a nice ride,” Sasha said with a faint smile, wishing she could invite him for a coffee or something, but visits weren’t allowed and she was sure her roommate was already asleep.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it.” His smile became wider. “What are you doing this long weekend?”
It was Thursday night and they wouldn’t have classes the following day or on Monday, due to some celebrations at the university.
“I don’t have any plans, so far. I guess I’ll use the time to study a bit,” she admitted, sure she would sound dull to a guy like him.
“Would you like to go riding with me? We could go up to the lakes area and do a picnic or something,” he suggested, surprising her.
“That sounds great…” she bit her tongue just in time to stop herself from asking why the hell he would want to spend time with her.
Sasha should enjoy it for what it was and stop looking for reasons. Who knows? Something else could come out of that.
“Then it’s a deal. I’ll pick you up at 07:30. Does that sound good to you?” he asked, running his fingers through his short, dark curls, distracting her from his question as she wondered how it would feel burying her fingers in it herself.
“What? Ah… yes… it’s alright,” Sasha finally uttered, slightly shaking her head, trying to pull herself together.
“I’ll see you in the morning, then. Have a great night.” He put on his helmet and just seconds later he was out of sight.
Smiling, still feeling as if she was living some sort of dream, she went inside, already making plans for the next morning. But all plans blew up in her face when she woke up in a room that wasn’t hers.
Startled, she looked around trying to identify the room she was in and when she saw the clothes Ian had been wearing the night before hanged on the back of a chair, she jumped out of the bed, with a bad feeling creeping up her spine. Looki
ng at herself in the mirror almost made her scream to the top of her lungs.
The spell had worked. She really was in Ian’s body. Sasha pinched her cheeks, praying this was all a nightmare, but the shot of pain felt too real for that. Imagining what Ian should be going through, made her ran back to the bedroom and call him. She had to prepare him for it… somehow…
“Ian… are you up?”
“Sasha… what the hell is going on?” he yelled at her on the other side of the phone.
“Please, don’t freak out…”
“Too late for that. I’m already freaking out,” he snarled at her.
She closed her eyes and moaned, desperate.
“Listen, I’ll come over and we can talk. Just stay there until I get there,” she asked him, trying to appease him.
“No way in hell I’m taking a step out of here.”
“I won’t be long, I promise,” she said, ending the call and returning to the bathroom for a quick shower, trying not to pay much attention to his muscled body, especially his incredible abs and of course, the big, thick cock hanging between his legs, that seem to pulsate each time her eyes glanced at it.
Out of the shower, Sasha pulled some clothes on and almost ran all the way down to where she lived. It was still early and the hall ways were empty, what allowed her to slide all the way to her room.
Thank god, her roommate should have left home earlier that morning, so they shouldn’t have any witnesses. He was still in bed, covered from neck to feet.
“What the hell happened?” he snarled at her.
She sighed and took a seat next to him.
“I swear to god I never expected this to work… if I thought it was possible I wouldn’t have read it,” she tried to explain.
“You’re not making any sense,” he grumbled.
She pulled the spell book from the shelf and handed it to him.
“I found this book yesterday afternoon, in a second-hand book store,” she started explaining as she got to the page where she had found the spell. “It practically fell on my hands and while going through it, I found this spell and read it out loud.”
Suddenly she realized the spell would reveal her feelings for him and she shut the book immediately.
“Hey… I want to read it,” he protested, but she put the book away, in a safe place no one would find.
“The point is, this is only temporary. I’m really sorry I put you through this but this is affecting me too,” she concluded.
“What do you suggest? We have four days off, but we’ll back to our normal lives by Tuesday,” he pointed out.
“I know… but it should have disappeared by then,” she said, wriggling her hands as she took a seat in the bed next to him.
“What if it doesn’t?” he insisted.
“Then I guess we’ll have to get to know each other very well if we want this work as best as possible,” she said, rubbing her forehead.
The book mentioned a few days, while the two of them recognized their feelings, but what if he never did? What then? That possibility wasn’t mentioned in the book and that had her worried. He was silent for a few minutes as if considering all of the possibilities before he jumped out of bed.
“Let’s keep our plans for today. But instead of coming back tonight, we should spend the whole weekend in a small cabin my parents own,” he suggested as he started looking for some clothes from her wardrobe. “We would be all alone there and wouldn’t have to worry about screwing things up, with witnesses.”
Sasha had to admit it was a good idea, though she wasn’t sure being alone with him would do any good to her crush on him. She got up and helped him pick the clothes.
“No dresses and no skirts… do you hear me?” he grumbled. “Though you have a hot body, I’m still feeling weird about being a girl, so let’s make things easier for me, will you?” he added and she nodded, hiding as best as she could the chuckle formed in her throat.
After they had packed all of the things he would need, she picked the book again and added it to the bag, just in case they might need more answers.
“Where’s the bathroom here? I can’t go out wearing this,” he asked, signaling the huge t-shirt she used as a nightgown.
“It’s down the hall,” she said, with a frown, not sure how she felt about him looking at her naked body.
“Perhaps, you should just put some clothes on,” she said, doubtfully.
“No… I need a shower. I won’t be long,” he insisted.
“You can take a shower back at your place,” she suggested again. “Showers here suck big time,” Sasha lied to him, blatantly.
He stopped what he was doing and stared at her.
“Did you shower before you came here?” he asked, with a wicked grin on his face.
“Yes… but… I mean, that’s why I’m telling you to shower back at your apartment,” she mumbled, feeling as heat colored her cheeks. Sasha guessed her true personality oozed through, no matter in what body she was in.
“Then, you saw me naked,” he stated.
“Well… yes… but…” she mumbled a bit more, sure she looked like a beet now.
“And yet, here you are, trying to stop me from looking at your body.”
The teasing in his tone was quite obvious but that didn’t help her feel any better about the whole situation.
“Listen… I know this is my fault… and you’re right, I don’t have the moral to ask you not to look at me… you… whatever… it’s just that it makes me feel a bit awkward,” she confessed.
He chuckled before he closed the distance between them, standing on the tip of his toes to reach her face.
“Don’t worry, it will be just a little peek,” he said, cradling her face and stealing a brief kiss from her lips before he grabbed cleans clothes, a towel, and her bathing bag, and walked out of the room.
Sasha stayed there, still trying to come out of the haze he had conjured with his kiss, her heart drumming inside her chest in a frantic rhythm. How was she supposed to survive a whole weekend with him without showing him her feelings for her? The last thing she wanted was for him to feel sorry for her.
Shaking her head, Sasha tried to clear her head and think of a strategy to keep her heart as safe as possible, but she hadn't come up with anything when he returned from the shower, wearing a t-shirt and some jeans. It was obvious he wasn’t wearing a bra and she frowned at the sight of his hard nipples poking through the shirt. A slight chill of thrill ran down her spine and she gasped, not expecting to feel attracted to her own body.
“You’re not wearing a bra,” she pointed out.
“I don’t want to,” he replied, shrugging.
“You have to. Your nipples are showing through the t-shirt. You can’t go out looking like that,” she grumbled, picking one from the drawer and throwing it to him.
“Why not?” he picked the bra in the air but didn’t do a single move to put it on.
“It’s indecent. That’s my body you’re in. would you like me to go out with your cock hanging out of your pants?” she asked, in a stern tone.
“That’s hardly the same,” he protested.
“Not for me, it isn’t,” Sasha said. “If we’ll be alone up at the lakes, then you’ll be free to wander naked if you want, but not here,” she added and after a few moments of thick silence, he finally agreed.
“You’ll have to put it on for me. I’m afraid I’m only good at taking them out,” Ian said, with a wicked smile.
“It’s not that hard…” the expression on his face told her they would be there the whole day if she didn’t do what he was asking. “It’s amazing how childish you can be,” Sasha grumbled, as she closed the distance between them and picked the bra he was handing her.
He chuckled but didn’t say anything else, before he pulled out his shirt and stood naked in front of her.
Sasha kept telling herself that was her own body, that it should feel like a perfectly natural, thing to do, but somehow, it didn’t feel li
ke that.
Damn… the single sight of his big, firm breasts was enough to make her cock come to life and push against the fabrics containing it. Taking a deep breath, she stretched the bra for him to slide his arms through it and then walked around him to pull it back so that she could fasten it.
The bra was stuck up on his chest and he did nothing to pull it down to its rightful place, and with a deep sigh, she slid her hands under his armpits and doing all she could not to graze his skin, she pulled it down, covering his breasts.
Sighing with relief, she was about to slide her arms back when he captured her hands and smashed them against his breasts, imprisoning them with his own. Sasha gasped startled and her cock grew so much she was sure it would drill a hole in her pants.