A Gender Swap Mega Bundle 6

by Gregor Daniels

  “Is that normal?” Vicki asked them.

  “Totally,” Audrey said. “There’s no way to predict who you’ll become.”

  “Freaky,” Brody whispered again, glancing down at his body. “I have boobs!”

  “And a lot more,” Jason said.

  “Brody, you’re a girl down there!” Vicki shrieked.

  Brody shoved a hand between his legs, the fingers disappearing between his chubby thighs. The presence of his new sex organs must’ve surprised him, for he quickly pulled his hand away shortly after. As with everyone else wearing the panties, the crotch was totally flat in the front, displaying only the slightest hint of a female mound.

  “Oh, wow. I mean, I believed it when I saw you change back, but I just wasn’t ready. I really have a pussy!”

  “Vagina,” Vicki said. “Don’t use that awful word.”

  “Sorry.”

  Audrey and Jason looked at each other, laughing.

  With the night growing darker and colder, Audrey and Jason decided to head back to the bedroom. They left the guests several blankets to help them stay warm until morning. Brody kept the panties for now. Jason wouldn’t have been surprised if he was still a girl by the time the sun came up. It was rather addicting, changing into the opposite sex. Oh, and the pleasure was good, too!

  Audrey hauled the trunk back to the bed, carrying a flashlight in her other hand. She lit several candles. It wasn’t the same as having a light overhead, but it would do for now. At least they could see where they were going—and each other.

  She peered into the open trunk, sifting through the soft garments. “You know, we’ve barely touched the surface. We’ll have to keep track to know which pair does what.”

  “Well, we know four of them,” Jason said.

  “And what was Brody talking about? About the name on the tag?”

  Jason pulled out the black bikini brief from earlier, the one his girlfriend had worn first. Sure enough, there was a small white tag attached to the inside, just under the elastic waistband. He stretched it out between his fingertips, squinting at the letters in the darkness. JADA.

  Audrey retrieved the pink boyshort. “This one says Stephanie.”

  Jason inspected the others. “They all have different names. That can’t be normal, right?”

  Audrey shrugged. “Sometimes certain styles have names like that, but not usually. There’s not even any washing information. Weird.”

  Those are the names of the girls that we transform into, Jason assumed, before shuddering. It was uncomfortable to think about the bodies belonging to real people. That seemed unlikely, but who knew? They didn’t even know how the underwear worked to begin with.

  Audrey gazed outside, watching the frozen wonderland that was developing in the front yard. “Hasn’t even slowed down yet.” Then, she turned to Jason. “I’m not all that tired either.”

  He pulled out a skimpy purple g-string. “Yeah, me neither.”

  She grinned. “What are you thinking about?”

  “Having my pussy licked again, for starters.”

  Audrey laughed. “If someone else heard that, they’d think we were nuts!”

  Jason stared hard into her eyes. “But we’re not, are we?”

  “Well, maybe a tiny bit.”

  Jason was trembling by the time he started to put on the panties, slipping one leg carefully into each hole. The purple g-string covered less than the teal thong did, if that was even possible. Just getting it on the right way was confusing—Audrey had to show him which side was the front. The tag also revealed which end was the back. It had a name on it too. PAIGE.

  “It’s like floss,” Jason said.

  “Now you see why I rarely wear those. Like, what’s the point? Might as well go without.”

  His heart skipped a beat when the tiny waistband crawled above his knees. Jason knew what to expect in regard to how it felt to have his body changing. He just didn’t know how the final result would look.

  His cock was the first to go, as usual. The head of it shrunk, while the shaft retreated into his groin. It felt like someone was pulling it back into his body, yanking on it hard. Below that, his scrotum deflated, the two testicles inside shriveling away into nothing as the sac went tight and flat. Either that, or they went up into his abdomen, turning into ovaries. Jason wasn’t really sure how the process worked. Still, it was always jaw-dropping.

  Audrey was right next to him, watching the whole thing too.

  Jason peeked over his shoulder. His ass expanded outward, like a pair of flesh-colored balloons filling with air. His rump gave a whole new meaning to the term ‘wide load.’ A pleasant heat spread within, consuming all of his legs and everywhere inside his crotch. Jason bit his bottom lip, holding back a soft moan as his thighs grew into female dimensions, soft and thick. Down below, his feet were already much smaller, seemingly ill-suited to support the enlarged fat deposits around his midsection. A tingle shot up his spine, causing him to wobble for a moment. He moved his foot further out to catch himself.

  “Oh yes,” Audrey breathed, coming up behind him. Jason didn’t even know she was there until he felt hands on his backside. She squeezed it generously, making it jiggle when she let go. He still wasn’t accustomed to all that extra motion.

  As with every other time Jason had wiggled himself into a pair of special panties, the changes weren’t just confined to the lower half of his body. With a wet opening developing between his legs, he glanced down to see a pair of creamy orbs swelling under fat, turgid nipples. Audrey’s hands met them as they surged forward, maturing rapidly. A girlish moan passed through Jason’s lips as she squeezed them both, pressing her palms against the hardening nipples.

  Auburn hair fell into his eyes as he tugged the panties over his now-flat crotch. His girlfriend snapped the back portion into place, deep between his ass-cheeks. He still felt naked with them on, especially around his rear. The room was cold, but Jason barely felt any chill before Audrey had him in her arms. They tumbled to the bed, kissing and fondling. He already had an advantage on her, being mostly naked. She quickly caught up.

  “I’ll never … oh … get tired of this,” Jason told her, not even fazed by his new female voice. It was all part of the package, along with his perky tits and large ass. He was already soaked down below, and the panties did little to hide it.

  Audrey rolled on top of him, their lips locking momentarily. Jason’s peripheral vision was filled with her red curls, which tickled his cheeks. The weight of her naked body was rewarding, as the warmth in his loins began to spread. Jason was familiar with the sensation by now, and readily approved of it.

  “You can be a guy to the outside world,” Audrey said, “but you can always be a girl in my bedroom.”

  Jason wondered if she was starting to prefer him as female. He wouldn’t have hated it. After experiencing the other side, it was difficult to go back to the old ways! His penis just seemed so boring in comparison.

  Audrey kissed him deeper, and he felt a hand between his legs. She was skipping the appetizers and going for the main course. Jason breathed in sharply as a finger penetrated him, and then a second. She pushed them in deep, exploring his new female entrance. He slowly undulated his hips against her, pushing his pelvis toward the source of pleasure. A moan rushed out, right before Audrey stuck her tongue into his mouth, silencing him. He responded to the invitation by rolling to his side, twisting his body against hers. The fingers at his slit didn’t slow down. He pinched one of her nipples to show his appreciation, squeezing just hard enough to get her squirming. He knew exactly the right amount of pressure now!

  “Oh Jason,” she panted. “Jayden. How did you come up with that name?”

  He bit his bottom lip. “On the spot.”

  “I like it.”

  They moved their bodies together, achieving a slow, sensual rhythm. Jason wrapped an arm around her back, squeezing her ass. He found her wet mound from behind, deep between her thighs. Audrey spread her legs a
bit, giving him complete access. Two fingers pushed inside. She was just as wet as he was, the outer lips soaked and swollen. More juice trickled out as he penetrated her deep, moving his hand back and forth.

  “Jayden,” she moaned again, smiling as the word left her lips. She really adored that name.

  Jason felt his loins warm as he watched her, naked and beautiful under the candlelight. She closed her eyes and exhaled. Little vibrations sent her smallish breasts into a jiggle. He took a nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it, pulling lightly at the tender flesh with his lips. His girlfriend’s mouth widened into a smile. They weren’t as large as his, but there was still pleasure to be had from sucking on them.

  “Oh yes. Just like that, Jayden.”

  A moment later, Jason had to pull back. With the fingers at his pussy quickening, it was hard to focus. Erratic breaths rushed through his pursed lips as everything became so hot and sensitive down there. Audrey’s fingers wouldn’t slow down. He craned his neck to get a look, to watch them disappear into his wet entrance. It was still odd to not see a cock down there. In fact, as a woman, there wasn’t much to see at all, not from this angle. All the good stuff was deep between his legs.

  A tingle shot through his body. Jason clasped his breasts hard as it overtook him, a detonation deep within his lower abdomen. He writhed against his lover, arms and legs quivering with ecstasy. The room echoed with his moans. His pelvis bucked forward and back, weak spasms igniting in his core. Audrey’s fingers remained well inside of his slit as clear release oozed out. It felt so satisfying to have them in there, even if they weren’t moving. It was worth being a girl to experience that sensation of fullness. There was nothing like it as the other sex.

  They lay there after, neither one of them moving. The air around them smelled of two women, though the mixture of the two scents was more stimulating than either one by itself. Jason wished it would linger, to wrap around them both. His body still tingled.

  “You like being a girl, huh?”

  He nodded, though his words were weak. “I do. It’s hard to go back.”

  “Shame you have to leave the panties on at all times. Just think if you could take them off.”

  He smiled. “I’ll manage.”

  Jason felt the bed shake underneath him. When he opened his eyes fully, Audrey was gone. He turned to look toward the other side of the bedroom, forcing his eyes away from his own girlish figure and large ass.

  Audrey had gone to the trunk, and Jason saw that she was already changing. Under the candlelight, her pale skin darkened to the color of chocolate, and the shadows beneath her breasts tripled in size. Her red hair was gone for now, changed into a radiant black. Bright eyes looked back at him.

  “I still can’t get over how it feels,” she said, admiring the fit of the undergarment over her hips and rear. A tailor couldn’t have done a better job of getting the size exactly right. It was perfect. “You think we’ll ever get bored of this?”

  “In a hundred years maybe,” Jason said. He idly pushed a hand between his own legs, approving the sight of his girlfriend’s changed body. The flame was weak, but it hadn’t died out.

  “I hope we don’t. Maybe they have male underwear on the Pantyland website. What would you think of that? Me changing into a guy?”

  Jason was too lost in his own body’s afterglow to offer much of a reply.

  “Yeah, sure.”

  “We should build up a wardrobe,” she suggested. “Clothes to wear when we have different bodies. That way, we can go out in public as new people.”

  Jason slowly nodded.

  “You’re not really listening, are you?”

  “Sorry. I’m still feeling the effects of your work.”

  Audrey giggled. “Why stop at one?”

  Jason lost count of how many orgasms he had. The second was almost as enjoyable as the first, and the third made his eyes roll backward into their sockets. She used her tongue for that one, just like before. After, the room was a blur. He couldn’t discern the ceiling from the bed, or top from bottom. The climaxes came one right after the other, leaving him as a sweating, quivering mess.

  Morning came with him still wearing the panties, and Audrey wrapped in his arms.

  She woke when he tried to wiggle out from underneath her.

  “Morning,” she said, rubbing her eyes.

  She was pinned against him, her dark-colored breasts smashed against his torso. It was the only way to stay comfortable throughout the night. A cozy bubble of lukewarm air had wrapped around both of their bodies, but moving to get up disturbed it all. Jason discovered the edge of the bed to be freezing. The rest of the room wasn’t any better.

  An icy glaze blocked the window, but the sun was out.

  Audrey went to her feet, wrapping a blanket around her mostly-naked body. “Jeez, is the power back? It’s really cold in here.”

  Jason tried flipping the light switch. “Nope. Ice can take down power lines. It might be a while before we get it back.”

  Audrey groaned.

  Without any electricity, the house was silent. The two of them headed for the living room, a bundle of bedding wrapped around their bodies and dragging at their feet.

  Audrey pointed at the couch.

  “You think they did it?” said Jason.

  “Probably. I didn’t hear anything though. Did you?”

  “No. We were kinda noisy ourselves, and then all I remember was passing out.”

  “I bet they did.”

  Vicki and Brody were asleep on the couch. But, what stunned them most was that the latter was still an Asian girl. He hadn’t removed the panties during the night, it seemed. Vicki was on her back, with Brody’s head lying on her chest. Both of them were wrapped up in several blankets, and neither appeared to have much clothing on.

  Audrey giggled. “They’re cute like that. I might have to let them take that pair of panties home. If their relationship turns into anything like ours, then they’re just getting started.”

  “What? You mean turning into girls, followed by endless sex?”

  She smiled. “That’s exactly what I mean.”

  Jason gazed through the front window. So much sleet had come down that everything was white outside, though it hadn’t snowed. Foot-long icicles hung from the gutters overhead. All the parked cars were shiny and glazed over. He even saw a few tree branches laying around, snapped due to the weight of the ice on the bark.

  Yeah, it’s gonna be a while before power comes back.

  Feeling a snag in the g-string underwear, Jason reached back and straightened things out. How this flimsy piece of clothing was considered underwear was a complete mystery. Even as a girl, panties still perplexed him. It covered what it needed to in the front, but practically everything else was bare. Still, he had to keep wearing it, lest he change back to his old body. He wasn’t ready to do that just yet.

  “Well,” Audrey sighed, “looks like we aren’t going anywhere for a long time yet.”

  “So, what are you thinking?”

  She smirked, pulling back the blankets a little and slipping a hand between his legs. The one other downside to a skimpy g-string was that it became completely soaked way too easily!

  “Oh, I think you know.”

  “Keep each other warm and try on more of those panties until we get horny and have to make out until we’re both sore and completely exhausted?”

  Audrey giggled. “Yeah, exactly.”

  Jason chased her back to the bedroom.

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  Plump Delights

  “I want more money.”

  Liam sensed the edge, the point of no return, the event that the cameras were waiting for. One more thrust would do it. Both of them were covered in sweat, their bodies glistening under the overhead lights. More than an hour had passed since they had started taking their clothes off, kissing, fondling each other, exchanging oral sex. Any large-scale production had a process, a timeline of what to do and when to do it, how t
o position the actors and actresses and where the cameras were supposed to be. He was going to finish on her stomach—that was in the script. Jenna would do whatever she did best.

  Instead, just short of climax, Liam stared at that pretentious smile of hers. There was an air of exaggerated importance around her, where the director and production members ran around like little servants. She was an A-list starlet, one of the most recognized in the business, the cover model for hundreds of adult DVDs, the face of an entire series, and one of the most downloaded women on the internet. And for what? Just taking her clothes off and moaning like a slut?

  Suddenly, Liam couldn’t do it anymore.

  “I want more money,” he repeated, louder than before so that everyone heard him. He was serious. “Right now, give me a check. I’m not finishing until it happens.”

  The cameramen stopped and exchanged glances, neither one uttering a word. The actor wasn’t supposed to be the one giving orders. He didn’t pay their checks. Liam knew they must’ve seen stranger things on set, as they were only the slightest bit distracted before focusing on the scene again.

  So, he repeated it again. “I want more money.”

  Jenna wiggled out from underneath him, placing her head on the armrest. “What the fuck, Liam? Just do it. I can’t wait all day. You know how busy my schedule is? I got another shoot in ten fucking minutes, and they don’t want me looking like gutter trash.”

  Finally, the director came forward, stepping between the cameras. “Liam, what do you mean by that? You’re in a contract.”

  Liam rubbed his brow. “I don’t care. I want more money. The girls get paid way more than the guys, and it isn’t fair! We have to do way more work.”

  “Right,” said Jenna, rolling her eyes. “All you have to do is fuck me. Any guy can do that. Might as well get someone off the street. Let me know when you have to get up before dawn to pack your clothes, sit through hours of makeup, strip naked in front of people you’ve never seen before, and have to work thousands of miles away from home for several weeks straight. Tell me then, Liam, about how the girls have it easy.”