Teenage Sorceress Part 3
"Truthfully?"
"Of course."
"I loved it. I love you. Anytime you want to do that again, I'm up for it."
Wanda just shook her head. "You're amazing."
"I've got one more favor to ask."
"What?" "Stay with me tonight. I don't think I'm ready to be apart from you quite yet." She just nodded, and we fell asleep on the couch together. The next day, we woke up, cleaned up the couch, and took a shower together. We fucked in the shower, each of us taking turns fucking the other. After the shower we sat on the couch and watched some TV. Well, more accurately, we had the TV on as we snuggled and fondled each other. I could tell there was something distracting her, so I asked, "What's up?"
"Up? What makes you think anything's up?"
"You. I already know you well enough to tell you're bothered by something." "Well, there is something I wanted you to do, but I'm not sure if you'd be willing." "I'd do anything for you."
She considered it for a while then went over to her jumpsuit, which was still on the floor where she left it last night. She got something out of the pocket and said, "Stand up." I did so. "I want you to know that no matter what I do, I would NEVER do anything to hurt you." "I know that." "Good. Now close your eyes." I closed my eyes. I felt Wanda's hands go around my neck. I felt a strange weight on my chest as she secured something behind my back. She said something in a strange language I had never heard before. I felt this weird sensation surge through my body. It centered in my chest, but no part of my body didn't tingle.
"Okay, open your eyes."
I opened my eyes and looked down to see what the weight was. Wanda had placed a necklace around my neck, but that wasn't what attracted my attention. I had a pair of tits! I brought my hands up, noticing that they were much slenderer and more dainty then they had been. "What have you done to me?! How did you do it?!" Wanda tried to say something, but I started babbling. Finally, she grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips to hers. Now as freaked as I was, this was still one of the most enjoyable sensations ever, and I quickly calmed down and kissed her back. After we broke our embrace, she sat me down and said, "Jerry, we need to talk."
"No kidding. How'd you do this?"
"Jerry, I'm a sorceress. And if we're going to spend any real time together, there are aspects of my life that you have to know about. Aspects you can only learn about by, well, being like me. Or more accurately, like a woman. Jerry, I'd like you to spend the next two weeks being a woman. Going around with me, doing womanly things. Being my girlfriend." She touched my nipple, sending an electric shock of pleasure through me. "Being my lesbian lover. Please, Jerry, for me?" "I don't know..." "I swear, if you want me to, the day before your mom gets back, I'll change you back." "IF I want you to? Why wouldn't I want it?" "You may find you like it too much as a woman to go back."
"Doubtful." "But you will spend two weeks as a woman?" I sighed. "For you, yes. I'll do it." We kissed again. "Now let's get dressed and go out for a while."
"Well, I suppose there are some loose T-shirts I have that'll still fit me. But I'm not sure I've got any pants that'll fit me." "Don't worry about it. Some of the packages I got yesterday are for a friend whose body is, I'm pretty sure, about your new size. I'll get dressed and go get them."
After she left, I got a chance to get a good look at myself in the mirror. I was stunned by the beauty that looked back at me. I had lost none of my 6'2" of height, and I still had my dick, but those were the only similarities between how I looked and my old, male form. My dirty dishwater blonde hair had changed to a startling platinum blonde. My face was rounder, softer, and with much fuller lips. My football player's wide shoulders were gone, replaced by soft, thinner shoulders. My arms and legs, which had been buff and muscular were now thin and tapered. They were still muscular, but in a more compact, womanly way. I had never had a thick amount of hair on my arms, but now, the hair that was there was shorter and softer, and so blonde as to be practically invisible against my limbs. Of course, the most radical differences were in my torso. My hips had expanded radically. I don't know how far, but I used to have a classic Greek physique, very wide shoulders, very small waist with smaller hips. My waist was now impossibly small, so small that had it not been magically created, it would've been possible only with some kind of corset or waist cincher. Finally, my attention came back to my tits. They were ample without being overly large, at the time, a C cup. Looking at the entire package, I was a stunner on a par with Wanda.
The only thing I was wearing was the magical locket Wanda had placed around my neck. Picking it up I took a look at it. It was a smooth, red, heart-shaped ruby on a golden chain. Inside the ruby itself was some kind of symbol. It was a circle with a small cross on its bottom, and an arrow pointing out to the upper right. It didn't take much thinking to realize it was a combination of the symbols for man and woman. The pendant itself was warm to the touch and tingled slightly when I ran my fingers over it. I was still checking myself out when Wanda came back in with a stack of the packages. I took the top few packages from her. "If you were gonna bring back this many packages, you should've let me go with you." "What were you gonna wear?" "I could've found a T-shirt that'd fit me. I don't like you walking with so many packages you can't see. You might fall and hurt yourself." She kissed me. "You are just too precious." "Seriously. Promise me you'll never again carry so many packages that you can't see over them." "Hun, I-" "Promise."
"But-" "Promise or this goes no further. I agreed to spend the next two weeks as a woman, but I can spend it sitting on my butt in the nude." She gave me a lascivious look. "That sounds tempting." When she saw me about to protest again, she quickly said, "Okay. I promise to never again carry a stack of packages that goes higher than my chin. Does that satisfy you?" "Yes." I guess she could hear the disappointment that she wasn't willing to make the promise right away in my voice, because she said, "Oh, hun." She set the packages down on the table. "Sit down." We sat together on the couch. "Jerry, I want you to know that the reason I didn't make the promise right off wasn't because I didn't care enough to promise you or because I didn't see the value of the promise." "Why, then?" "As a sorceress, my words are very important. If I make a promise it is utterly binding upon me. My own magic will work to make sure that I keep my promises. So if I ever seem hesitant to promise you anything, it's because I've got to consider all the ramifications of any promise I make." "Okay."
She kissed me. We started with small kisses, but were quickly tonguing each other's mouths. I felt her hand on my tit, and an almost electric pleasure shot through my body. Her breast fondling soon had me wriggling underneath her. I tried to do the same for her, but she was much better at this than I. With expert manipulations of my body, she soon had me on my back moaning and writhing in pleasure. She doubled me over, pressing my legs to my tits. She put her dick to my ass. Smiling, she asked, "Ready for your first fuck as a woman?"
I was panting so hard I couldn't even say anything, I just nodded. She blew me a kiss and pressed into my ass. And what could I say? The pleasure was EXQUISITE! I had loved getting fucked by her the night before, but in just the few seconds of her pressing into me I experienced as much pleasure as her anal fucking had given me the night before. This time, as we fucked, my legs naturally surrounded her. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her as she pumped into me, and I loved every second of it. And, at no point did her hands ever stop stroking me. She soon had me pulsing in orgasm. And what an orgasm! It started in my ass, but spread through my entire body. My ass, my tits, my abs, even my legs and arms shuddered and throbbed in orgasmic ecstasy.
It wasn't until after I had sprayed all over myself, that I noticed it. "I didn't get an erection." "To be honest, it's kind of a safety measure. You're not going to be able to get an erection for a while." "Why?" She got a sheepish look on her face. "Jerry, you're... not the first I've done this with. And a few people, after experiencing sex as a woman, got... overly excited, and tried to..." "Force sex on you?" She nodded. "You see, you've now got the best of both worlds. The strong sex drive of a male, combined with the female ability to experience sex with your entire body. And, until you can control your newly enhanced sex drive, you won't be able to get a hard-on. I'm sorry if this upsets you, but-" I put my fingers to her lips. "It's okay. I suppose if I hadn't experienced orgasm before I knew it I'd be more upset, but that, and you, was so incredible that I understand why you did what you did." "So you forgive me?" "Only if you forgive me." She got a confused look on her face. "Forgive you? For what?" I took her still hard dick in my hand. "I got so lost in the pleasure you were giving me that I couldn't reciprocate." "That's okay."
I leaned forward, said, "No, it's not," and took her dick in my mouth. She protested a bit, before she just put her hands to the back of my head and fucked my face. Now I hadn't had a lot of sexual partners but, as the man, I had always been expected to take the lead. It was kind of exciting to let her take control and dictate the action. I let her take my head and slam me onto her at the speed she wanted. And while she did that I used tongue and mouth to the best of my ability to bring her off. She soon screamed, arched her back, and shot her wad into my mouth, which, I, of course, swallowed. Afterwards we snuggled together. Finally she said, "You are really something else. Always thinking of me." "I love you, Wanda. First in my heart, first in my mind." She kissed me. "Just incredible." I stroked her breast, but she swatted my hand. "Stop that. I want to take you out today." I just kept stroking her breast. "Is that really what you want?" She seemed to wrestle with it before saying, "Oh, hell with it. We can go out tomorrow," and pushing me back for another session of love play. Then we spent the entire day having sex in various parts of the house.
The next day I tried to reinitiate our love play, but she was insistent on going out on the town. To this day I couldn't say whether or not I was more interested in having sex with her, or more afraid of going out as a woman, but for her sake, I resolved to try.
