A Gender Swap Mega Bundle 6

by Gregor Daniels

  Rachel propped her head up. “It won’t be easy. You can’t let anyone else know, and you’ll probably have to deal with periods.”

  “Periods?”

  She nodded. “Comes with the package. But, I can show you how to treat them. It’s really not hard. The aches are the worst.”

  Tommy was silent for another minute.

  “I loved how it felt. It was better than anything … before. I don’t know. I kinda want to stay like this, and experience it again. I never knew how it felt for you until you gave me one.”

  “Great, huh?”

  Tommy yawned. “I think I’m ready to go again. It’s like there’s no downtime.”

  Rachel patted his chest. “Tomorrow. I can show you multiple orgasms.”

  Her husband seemed satisfied with that, and drifted off to sleep shortly after. Rachel followed him, placing her head on his chest and surrendering to the exhaustion as a result of one really strange day.

  Alex was marginally aware of Lexi watching him. He didn’t remember much after the soft fabric clogged his throat. She had held him down the whole time, a spectator to his suffering. His chest had burned, and then the darkness came.

  His wife was still there, and so was the bedroom. Death hadn’t taken him. He wasn’t sure how long he had been out. The underwear was no longer in his mouth.

  “Feeling better?” Lexi asked.

  Alex stared at her. “What the hell was that? Why did you try and choke me?”

  Lexi paced across the room. She was still naked. “Ms. Blake had a solution. I didn’t see it until just recently. You’re meant to support me, Alex. I’m the one that makes all the money in this relationship.”

  Alex rubbed his neck. His wife had always had an ego. Sometimes it talked instead of her. Now he couldn’t tell the difference anymore. All the success had gone to her head. He was beginning to see that there was no reason for him to hang around any longer.

  “Don’t bother with the lecture,” he said. “I can tell this is no longer working.”

  Lexi stopped and turned to him. “No, Alex. I need you. You have to stay. I can’t be alone.”

  “Yeah?” He chuckled. “You were doing that just fine before tonight.”

  She cocked her hip out, striking a pose. “And what would I have to do to convince you?”

  Alex realized he was also naked. At some point after gasping for his last breath and losing consciousness, his wife had stripped him completely. He didn’t even see his clothes in the room.

  “I threw them in the trash, with the rest,” Lexi told him. “You’re wondering where your clothes are, right?”

  Alex sat up straight. “You what? Are you insane? I mean, you were kinda insane before, but—”

  “There’s no need,” she assured him.

  “No need? I need something to wear!”

  She stepped closer. “You’ll wear mine.”

  He snorted. “Yeah, okay.”

  “A businesswoman should know how to dress, and I already have a fine selection of clothes for you to borrow from. You’ll look just as good as me in them.”

  Now she’s really lost it, Alex realized. Visiting Ms. Blake had been a mistake. First, there was the attempted homicide, and now Lexi was speaking a bunch of nonsense. The apartment wasn’t safe anymore. There was a hotel at the end of the street, though he’d have to find something to wear before heading outside. If Lexi had thrown his stuff away like she had said, then it was probably all down by the street. He’d grab whatever he could carry.

  Meanwhile, Lexi sauntered closer. “Just relax, Alex. I know how to treat you just right. Give me a chance to change your mind. I do want you to stay.”

  He shook his head. “You can’t just apologize and pretend it’s all okay.”

  “I’m not apologizing. Give me ten minutes. I can do a lot in ten minutes.”

  “What are you—”

  Lexi knelt just in front of him, her eyes large and lustrous. She was trying to look innocent, trying to say she was sorry without actually saying the words. Alex wasn’t buying it. Her trustworthiness was irreparable after tonight, and there was no mending what was broken.

  “You like this, don’t you?” she said softly, before wrapping her slender fingers around his cock. It wasn’t even halfway erect, but it quickly responded to her sensual touch. Warm blood rushed to the shaft and head, inflating them both. Alex leaned back as it went hard from top to bottom, growing to full-length between her fingers. She gave it a slow stroke.

  “That’s going to keep me here?”

  Lexi grinned. “And more. Wait ten minutes. After I’m through, the door’s open. You don’t have to see me again.”

  Alex’s mind was made up quick. There was nothing she could do to convince him to stay, but this was more action than he’d ever received over the course of the entire year. It was desperate, and he couldn’t understand how she didn’t see the wrongfulness of her actions. But, a free handjob was a free handjob, and Lexi was a sexy woman. Ten minutes, yeah. For ten minutes, he could forget everything and just enjoy the moment. That seemed fair.

  When he didn’t say anything more, Lexi smiled. “Okay then.”

  His mind drifted to years before, to blissful days. Alex had not forgotten what intimacy felt like, though he couldn’t pinpoint the last time when Lexi was on her knees giving him a handjob. Regardless, he allowed himself to fully relax, to let her do all the work. Her fingers moved swiftly, twisting and turning up the shaft. She spit on it, and that too got caught up in the action, the saliva spreading all around the head underneath her fingers. From then on, her hand moved a little quicker, the grip firmer than before.

  Alex stared up at the ceiling momentarily, sighing.

  Lexi raised an eyebrow. “Good?”

  He bit his bottom lip. “Sure.”

  “That’s not very enthusiastic.”

  “You’re not making me enthusiastic right now.”

  The tempo changed. Alex felt something wet and hot on the end of his manhood, and looked down to see Lexi wrapping her lips around the tip of his swollen member. She wasted no time, swallowing half of it before sealing her mouth around the shaft and pulling back up. Tiny ribbons of saliva rained down to the base. Alex also felt a hand on his balls, massaging them gently.

  With the next bend of the neck, she deep-throated him. Alex clenched his fingers into the bedding hard, the muscles in his body tightening all at once. The head of his cock went into her throat, caught in a warm vise. He felt movement as she swallowed, ingesting his pre-cum. The temporary vacuum effect left him panting.

  Lexi kept her eyes on him the entire time, rarely blinking as each glistening inch of his turgid member slipped out of her mouth. Her tongue snaked along the bottom, teasing the swollen ridge. Alex’s toes curled because of that. He couldn’t remember her blowjobs being so sensational.

  After catching his breath, Alex watched as his soon-to-be ex-wife bounced her head up and down, unrelenting in giving him oral pleasure. The pressure in his loins intensified considerably, until he felt the edge just on the horizon. Gritting his teeth, Alex gave her a fair warning as the orgasm hit.

  Lexi didn’t move.

  He exploded inside her, shooting his seed deep into the back of her throat. Still, Lexi’s mouth remained around his cock. She took it all in, spurt after spurt dumping onto her tongue. At the same time, her plump lips pulled at the shaft, while the air left her mouth. The last droplets of his release came rushing out, joining the rest.

  Alex collapsed on the bed, catching his breath. He heard a wet plop sound as Lexi detached. His manhood was already deflating, its purpose completed.

  The bed undulated as Lexi climbed atop him.

  “No more,” he told her weakly. “You can’t give me a blowjob and expect me to stay. Even if it was a good one.”

  Lexi’s mouth remained closed as she leaned in for a kiss. When their lips touched, Alex immediately realized why; his cum was still inside her mouth!

  He tried
to push her off, but she wouldn’t give. The warm, salty flavor was at the edge of his tongue. That was enough. Alex forced his lips together, but Lexi pushed her tongue through. With it came his release, bubbling into his mouth in thick, gooey ropes that went right for the entrance to his esophagus.

  She pulled back, using her fingers now to pry open his mouth. Alex watched in horror as a lengthy rope of cum oozed from her mouth and into his. After the swap had been made, she clenched his throat tight.

  “Swallow it,” she commanded. “I won’t let go until it’s gone.”

  Alex squirmed, but it was no use. Blackness crept at the edge of his peripheral vision, drawing closer to the center. Seeing no way out of this, he stopped moving. Sensing his surrender, Lexi loosened her grip a little, allowing Alex to empty his lungs and breathe in. Shortly after, the cum drained into his throat as he swallowed it all down.

  “Tell me I’m beautiful,” she said. “Tell me I’m strong.”

  Alex winced as a tingle shot through his body. Lexi’s face was right above him, but everything else was a blur. He rolled underneath her, bumping into her arms and legs. He was too weak to crawl out, too weak to throw her off.

  Worse yet, her voice echoed in his head, louder and louder with each repetition.

  Tell me I’m beautiful! Tell me I’m strong!

  Alex’s lips moved.

  “You’re beautiful. You’re … strong. Gah!”

  Suddenly, everything below his chin itched. Alex glanced down in time to see all the hair gone from his chest. Likewise, his legs were equally smooth. He twisted his spine, grimacing as the itch deepened, diving into his body. He cried out, but Lexi didn’t move.

  When he settled back down, something jiggled on his chest.

  “I’m the best, aren’t I?” Lexi went on, pushing herself up, sitting on his lower abdomen. “There’s no one better than me.”

  “You’re the best,” Alex repeated. “There’s no one better than you.”

  “Than us.”

  Alex couldn’t say for sure when he figured out what was happening. The hair vanishing was a good indicator. So was the sudden appearance of perky breasts on his chest. He recognized them—he had seen them countless times over the last few years! Lexi’s were on the small side, but delightfully firm with plump, pink nipples at the summits. He grabbed them, not expecting them to be so sensitive. A moan escaped his lips as his fingers squeezed them generously. The nipples were already erect.

  His hands traveled downward, along a tapered waist as the bones stopped cracking. Alex loved wrapping his arm around Lexi’s waist. It seemed so delicate, the tummy so smooth and flat. His was like hers now. And below that, his figure swelled into womanly hips, creamy and round, flowing down into two shapely legs.

  Blonde hair fell into his eyes.

  “The company will be ours one day,” she told him. “Ours. One of us will be president, and the other vice president. There’s no way I’m letting you be above me, though.”

  Lexi rolled off, and Alex saw the extent of the changes. He was her, a perfect clone from head to toe, except in one particular area. His cock was still there.

  Alex suddenly realized the significance of Ms. Blake’s words. Supporting Lexi meant supporting her extra-large ego. He had absorbed a fraction of her, and lost his own skin as a result.

  Lexi glanced at the clock. “Oh it’s so late! What have we been doing this whole time? We need to goto bed.” She disappeared into the bathroom.

  “Don’t worry, you’ll get enough sleep,” Alex felt compelled to say.

  “Thanks.” Her head popped through the doorway, a toothbrush dangling from her mouth. “Hey, you’re only working a half-day tomorrow, right?”

  Alex suddenly remembered. “Yeah. I’m picking out some new suits for you, the ones you like.”

  “And we need some groceries. Remember to grab—”

  “—the organic maple oatmeal, and soy milk. Got it. And we both have hair appointments on Friday. I scheduled us together with your favorite stylist.”

  Lexi smiled. “You’re the best. You know exactly what I like. What would I ever do without you?”

  Alex giggled. “Please. You’re prettier, smarter, and more sophisticated. I’m jealous.”

  The night was full of strange lights and tall, dark shapes. Marcus was entranced by them. He stood against the tall window, smearing his wet lips along the glass, staring out to the world beyond. It was a long way down, but he wasn’t frightened. He didn’t even know what would happen if he fell, if this strange invisible surface wasn’t there anymore.

  The room was large and cold. He didn’t remember it being so cold. So, with a twist to his short body, and a push off the glass, Marcus aimed his chubby feet and toes toward the gigantic exit, toward the light. He wobbled back and forth, increasingly unfamiliar with his balance with each step. Finally, it went all wrong, and Marcus fell to the floor, landing on his hairless bottom with a soft thud. His legs didn’t want to operate correctly anymore.

  It was the carpet that had his attention now. He pressed his palms into it, the sausage-like fingers separating the threads. It was oddly coarse, but ticklish against his sensitive skin. He slapped his hand against it, giggling. Slobber oozed from the corner of his mouth.

  “Macy? Where did you run off to?”

  That voice. Marcus recognized it instantly. In this mysterious and vast world, it was the one thing he was familiar with. He looked up just in time to see her enter.

  “Macy!” Esperanza exclaimed. “There you are! You just wanted to crawl back into your room, didn’t you?”

  Marcus laughed. He didn’t know why. Something about her voice was amusing to him, and the way her face turned into these weird shapes—the mouth especially. He liked watching it move and hearing the sounds from it.

  Esperanza lifted him with ease.

  “Normally I’d say you’re getting heavy, but you’re getting lighter by the minute. How old do you think you are? Has to be less than a year, I think.”

  Marcus laughed again.

  “Macy, what are you giggling about? You don’t even know what I’m saying, do you? You’re a little stinker.”

  She was humongous, a creature of some other dimension. Marcus couldn’t imagine them being related, but somehow he knew she was here to protect him. His favorite part was being held in her arms. He felt safe like that, up against her body. Nothing could harm him that way.

  He grasped her arm, for suddenly they were in motion. Marcus twisted his head to watch the darkness disappear. Light followed. Each step caused him to bounce.

  “Macy, are you hungry? I have a feeling you are. They started getting bigger about ten minutes ago.”

  Marcus stared at her, his mouth open. There were those sounds again, all so different, yet captivating.

  Esperanza giggled. “Well, let’s see if you have some of that baby instinct in you.”

  Marcus was just getting accustomed to her warmth before she pulled him away. He clawed at the air, clenching his tiny fingers, grasping at nothing. He started to sob.

  “Okay, hold on a second! It’s right here.”

  Her arms reeled him in again. His hands smashed into something soft and spongy. Suddenly, Marcus forgot all about crying. This new object had taken his complete attention. It seemed to be attached to this woman, not far below her head, yet Marcus had never felt any part of her like this. He thought he had seen it all before now, but this new round ball of flesh was weird!

  Esperanza laughed. “You’re a little goof-ball. The food’s right there, darling.”

  There was a dark circle in the center, like some sort of target. In the middle of that was a piece sticking out, like a brown thumb. Marcus loved sucking on his thumb. He couldn’t explain why, but it filled a void in his mouth. It was satisfying to have his lips around something.

  Suddenly, he had to have this in his mouth.

  Wasting no time, he leaned forward, articulating his tiny, chubby body between her arms. The bro
wn bulge went into his mouth, and Marcus immediately started sucking. It tasted a lot like his thumb actually, which wasn’t a bad thing. Strangely, it seemed to grow a bit more, spreading his lips a little. Thumbs certainly didn’t do that!

  And then the greatest thing happened. Marcus was content with just sucking on his caretaker’s brown thumb, but something absolutely delicious touched his tongue. He pulled away, staring at this brown thing which wasn’t so brown anymore. There were white dots now.

  Was that what tasted so good?

  Esperanza patted his head. “What is that? Go on.”

  He brought his head back to it, and the sweet flavor returned immediately. He knew the taste of a thumb, but this definitely wasn’t it. For one thing, it was way better. His lips worked almost automatically, pulling at this strange bump that seemed to have an unlimited supply. He couldn’t get enough of it. He swallowed as quick as he could.

  Marcus couldn’t believe he had never tasted this wonderful liquid before. What else was this giant holding out on him? Did she have any other flavors?

  “That’s a good girl,” Esperanza said softly. “You don’t have much time now.”

  Marcus looked up at her. Their eyes locked. For a moment, he was frozen like that, with the brown thumb poking into his lip and that tasty liquid dripping onto his chin. He couldn’t understand any of the sounds she was making, but somehow he knew. Time was limited.

  Marcus felt a sting in his belly. When he looked down, there was this weird, fleshy, rope-like thing protruding out of it. He couldn’t see the end of it. His fingers grasped at it clumsily, but it seemed to be firmly attached to him, a part of him.

  When he looked back, the brown thumb was out of reach.

  Marcus started to cry.

  “No, don’t be upset,” Esperanza said. “You’ll be safe. For a little while longer. I’ll see you again soon. Don’t worry, my little princess. I’ll protect you.”

  Marcus didn’t understand. He just wanted that sweet liquid in his mouth again, and that brown thumb to suck on. It was so far away now, and he cried harder, watching it grow smaller.

  The giant towered over him, each hand of hers bigger than his head. He felt so tiny and fragile, exposed without her warmth. He wanted her to hold him again, but she was getting further away. He could barely make out her face now. It was all a blur.