Don’t pull out

Luke was never supposed to take it this far. He had been targeting the Kazuya’s house for weeks, getting ready for the heist of a lifetime. They had the biggest house in the neighborhood, one robbery like this and he might be set for life. He even went as far as buying a possession spell on the black market, intending to hop into the man of the house’s body for a few hours and scope out the property. He had laughed when he read the spell’s warning, that an orgasm would lock him in whatever body he possessed. Sure, Mr. Kazuya’s wife was hot, but he could control himself. He’d have time to fuck any woman he wanted once he was rich.

 He didn’t expect to make two crucial mistakes, though. He was sloppy with the spell’s direction, landing him in Mrs. Kazuya’s body instead of her husband’s. That would have been fine on its own, if it wasn’t for the fact that he had hopped into her body right in the middle of sex with her husband.

The pleasure was overwhelming. His first feeling as a woman was of being pressed down into her bed, filled up by Mr. Kazuya’s thick cock. He never stood a chance. He gasped, squeezing her manicured hands into her sensitive breasts where he had found them, moaning more as the action sent even more ripples of pleasure down his new body. 

He had never done this in his life, so why was it coming so easily to him? Every fiber in his being was telling him to keep going, to keep moving his hips a little more, to drive that cock a little further in him and pleasure Mrs. Kazuya’s body even more. This body demanded it, driven by pleasure he had never felt as a man. He was all woman now, perhaps he had always been meant to be one. With every thrust, whatever masculinity he had built up in his 30-odd years of life melted away, consumed by his body’s new pleasures. He was hyper-aware of everything happening to him all at once; the weight of his soft, full breasts, the makeup still on her face from the day’s activities, accentuating his new body’s beauty as he let out a soft, feminine moan, the strong arms pinning his hands behind his head. He wanted this. His body ached to submit to this man, sending signals of ecstasy as he obeyed his directions, releasing whatever trace of control he had left to his partner. 

How could he go back to being a man after this? to his mundane office job and spreadsheets after he had experienced this pleasure? He could have it every day, he reminded himself guiltily. All he had to do was finish what he had started. A single orgasm would seal him into his new body forever, locking in the spell he had cast so carelessly just a few minutes ago. He didn’t know back then that he had been willing to give up his manhood, but now it seemed like a foregone conclusion. He wanted this. He wanted this pleasure for himself, and most importantly, he wanted to be pinned down and came inside of, right now. He felt a recognizable twitch in Mr. Kazuya’s dick and knew he’d have to make a choice, then and there. Let the spell time out and go back to his old life, or accept this station and pleasure as his own?

He wrapped his legs around his partner’s back, pulling him deeper into him and locking him into place as he raced closer to an orgasm of his own. He was ready. Gazing into his husband’s eyes, he licked his lips as he did what he had to do to seal himself in this new life.  

“Don’t pull out. I want all of you in me.”