It all started on a Friday night while I was sitting on the couch next to my boyfriend Tyler having some fun and playing drinking games with our friends while watching movies. My name is Erika, I’m twenty one, and I’ve been dating Tyler for the last four months. Jake and Stacey are sitting across from us. Jake is Tyler’s friend, and Stacey has been dating him for about the same amount of time I’ve been dating Tyler, which is nice because it lets me get some girl talk in with her that I normally can’t get in with Tyler and his friends. The last person is Adrian. He’s been Tyler’s friend for years. He can be a little bit out there, but he always makes me laugh, even though he has a weird sense of humor.
We were watching some dumb movie about a magician or a wizard or something, and laughing at it as we drank when the boys got on the topic of sex, as usual. I was half paying attention to the movie, and half paying attention to them talking when suddenly Tyler was asking me a question. I didn’t hear it the first time, so I gave him a look and said, “what?”
“Do you think magic is possible?” Tyler asked.
“Nope.” I replied quickly and took a sip from my cup.
“I don’t believe it either.” Tyler told Adrian.
“I’m telling you, I could do it.” Adrian replied.
“Do what?” I asked, oblivious to their previous conversation.
“Use magic on you, and make you have sex with Tyler, or pretty much anyone else I wanted.” He replied to me.
I laughed. Hard. I told you Adrian has a weird sense of humor. When I stopped I noticed he had a strange look on his face, almost as if I had hurt his feelings.
“You’re not serious, are you Adrian?” I asked him.
“I bet I could.” He replied.
“No way man, it can’t happen.” Tyler said as he almost started laughing again.
Normally I’d just let this go, but I thought it would be a good opportunity to have some fun at Adrian’s expense. It’s kind of what we do when we get together. Nothing too serious, but still we like to tease each other.
“I bet you can’t. What are the terms?” I said bravely.
“You’re not serious.” Tyler said to me.
I nudged him in the side with my elbow lightly and winked.
“Um… If I can, I get to control you all weekend. From tonight until Sunday night, and I will get to do whatever I want. Tyler has to okay it too.” Adrian said.
“Yeah, sure. I’m ok with this if Erika is.” Tyler said with a smile.
“And if you can’t control me, you have to do whatever I tell you to do all weekend. Wash my car, get me drinks, do my laundry, whatever I want. You’ll have to be my servant.” I said with a smile.
“Ok. I’ll get my book.” Adrian replied.
He stood up and walked out of the living room. I looked at Stacey and giggled, and she responded by covering her mouth as she also let out a giggle. Then suddenly Adrian was back. I put a serious face back on… well, as serious as I could given the circumstances.
He sat down in the easy chair in the corner and opened what looked to be an old raggedy book on his lap. He looked over at me and said, “You have to say out loud that you will let me control you.”
“I already did that.” I replied with a smile.
“No, I mean for the spell to work, you have to specifically state that you will let me control you.” He said.
I rolled my eyes to the ceiling and said, “Fine, whatever. Adrian, I will allow you to control my body whenever you are ready with your spell.”
“Cool thanks,” He said with a gleam of excitement in his eye, and then looked down at his book. He began reading strange sounding words that I couldn’t understand. I looked over at Stacey and winked at her. She again covered her mouth to hide a smile. Adrian continued reading out of his old book, and I took another sip of my drink. I didn’t realize that magic took so long. Adrian’s reading was getting faster, and just a small amount louder, and made me think that perhaps he was getting to the end.
Suddenly the strangest thing happened. I felt a loud boom… Like a sound shockwave, but there was no loud noise. I knew there should be a loud noise. The shockwave felt like it was loud enough to knock pictures off the wall. Then I could have sworn I saw some glimmering in the air between Adrian’s body and mine.
I tried to turn my head to the right so that I could look at Tyler and see what he thought, but I couldn’t. My body wouldn’t respond.
I was suddenly very worried. Was this actually working? Would Adrian actually be able to control me? I blinked a few times and looked down at my hands.
“Oh no way!” I said, only I didn’t mean to say it.
“What?” Tyler asked from next to me.
I looked up at him, and felt my face smile.
“It worked.” I told him.
“What worked? The spell? Adrian hasn’t told you to do anything yet.” He replied, and then looked over at the chair, “Oh man. Looks like Adrian passed out. Prolly from the beer.”
“Oh, he didn’t pass out from the beer. The spell just didn’t work like I thought it would, but it did work.” I told my boyfriend.
“What do you mean?” Tyler asked me.
“It’s me, Adrian. I’m inside Erika. I thought the spell would allow me to control her, and it does, but it lets me control her by possessing her, not by commanding her verbally like I thought it would.” I told him.
Suddenly I realized what had happened. Adrian was actually inside me. He could do whatever he wanted with me. I was suddenly very, very scared. I wanted to call out to Tyler for help, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t do anything anymore; Adrian was overriding my control over my own body.
“Adrian? It’s you in there?” Tyler asked as he squinted at me.
I wanted to tell him, yes genius, your best friend is now possessing your girlfriend, but what came out was, “Yup, it’s me in here, and I have all weekend to play.”
Suddenly I stood up in front of the couch and handed Tyler my drink. I started walking out of the living room and down the hallway. I heard Tyler call out, “Where are you going?” behind me. I replied, “I’m going to the bathroom. I want to see my new goodies.” I replied.
I went in, closed and locked the bathroom door behind myself, and then turned to look at the mirror. I was hoping to see a terrified expression, as I was very frightened about the fact that a boy had complete control over my body, but what I saw was a cute little smile looking back at me.
I saw my pretty blue eyes staring back at me, but they had a sparkle I had never seen before, almost letting me know that another soul was behind them. I reached up with one of my small hands and ran it through my long strawberry blonde hair and leaned in closer to the mirror. I puckered my full pink lips and made a kissing face at my reflection.
“This is so bad ass.” I said to myself, and then suddenly looked down and grabbed my breasts as I said, “I have got to see my tits.”
Suddenly I was lifting my form fitting tee shirt off my small frame and over my head. I pulled my arms out of the holes and looked up to see my reflection smiling and looking at my own bra covered breasts. My hands went behind my back, and started to struggle with the clasps on my back. I could feel my normally nimble fingers struggling clumsily until finally the clasp popped free, and my bra swung forward loosely covering my fleshy mounds. I shrugged my shoulders, and down the bra went. I didn’t even try and catch it; I just let it fall to the floor wordlessly as I stared at my own breasts stupidly.
I reached up and traced circles around my areolas. I was always slightly embarrassed about my breasts. They weren’t huge, but they weren’t small either. They were a “C” cup after all, but I had rather large areolas, and my nipples always stuck out like hard rubbery erasers when I was horny or cold. I tried with all my might to stop myself, but nothing I tried to do mattered. It was like pushing on the side of a concrete building. I was not going to move it by myself.
Suddenly my hands went to the small clasp of my belt. NOOOOO! I thought, but could do nothing as they deftly undid the belt, and the buttons on the fly of my jeans below that. Suddenly I was shifting my hips back and forth as I pulled my jeans down my slightly tanned thighs.
I once again fought against myself for control of my own body, but I couldn’t even get my little pinky finger to move, let alone stop myself from dropping my pants to the floor. My legs carefully stepped out of the leg holes, and then I looked back at myself in the mirror wearing nothing but a very tiny pair of panties.
I licked my lips and wiggled my eyebrows as I found myself staring at my own crotch and the mound that pushed out against the panties I was wearing. I did not want Adrian seeing me naked! I had to do something, no matter how difficult it was. I put all of my mental effort into regaining some control back as my hands went for the sides of my panties and I hooked my thumbs under the waistband.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
“Hey, you okay in there?” Tyler’s voice asked.
“Oh, I’m better than ok!” My sweet voice replied rather too perky for my tastes.
“Jake and Stacie just left. She ran out the door, claiming that she wanted to go home right away after Jake grabbed the book and started to make all sorts of weird noises at her.” Tyler said.
“He did what with the book?” I asked as I grabbed at the doorknob, unlocked it, and pulled it wide open.
“Woah. Having some fun in there?” Tyler asked me as he looked up and down my mostly naked body.
“Where’s the book?” I asked in a worried tone and started to walk back out to the living room in nothing buy my panties.
“Relax, Jake dropped it back on… ah… your lap when Stacie started freaking out. He was just teasing her, and making noises, but she didn’t see it that way. She told him that he needed to take her home right away, so they left.” Tyler said.
I walked over to Adrian’s unconscious body and picked the book up as I gently straightened the pages and closed the cover, and carefully set it down again, this time on the coffee table next to the chair. I stood there staring at Adrian’s body for a few moments until Tyler said from behind me, “So that must look pretty weird.”
“Hell yes it does.” I replied. I wanted to say HEY! IDIOTS! I’m standing in just a tiny pair of panties here! How about we cover up the twins? But nothing I did would make my mouth move at all.
“At first I thought you two had this worked out ahead of time, and that it was a joke, but when you came out of the bathroom almost naked and worried about the book, I think it just clicked that it’s really you in there.” Tyler said.
I felt my face suddenly start smiling and I giggled before saying, “Hey, check this out!” I then climbed onto Adrian’s unconscious body and started grinding against it, and rubbing my chest around on his body lewdly, then said, “I suppose technically I’m masturbating! HA!”
Ew. Leave it to boys to make a joke about all this. And my asshole boyfriend is just standing there. I thought to myself as my face turned and looked at Tyler, who started to laugh.
Suddenly I stood up, and cocked a hip to one side. It was like when I was back in fifth grade and thought I knew how to be sexy. Then I said in a cute little voice, “So what do you want to do now, boyfriend.”
Tyler got a stupid grin on his face like he usually does when I suggest sex, but this time it was different because I wasn’t suggesting sex! His asshole best friend that hijacked my body was. I walked by him, and I could feel myself shaking my ass and swaying my hips like an idiot. Adrian was going to regret this once I got him out of my body!
I sauntered into Tyler’s room and plopped down on the bed as I watched him walk in after me. I reached out and patted the side of the bed and he came and sat down. I looked over at him and said, “I told you I could make her have sex with you. You owe me, so I better have the best sex ever. I want to see what this feels like.”
Tyler just nodded. I wanted to scream at him You bastard! It’s not even me! How can you do this! Sometimes men only think with their little head. And I had one inside me thinking with his little head!
“I don’t want to see your ugly face smiling at me, though. I think we should do it doggy style.” I told him plainly. Men were such pigs.
With that I crawled onto his bed, and wiggled my little ass at Tyler as he stood there looking at me. He didn’t need a second invitation, and he started pulling his pants down instantly.
The next thing I felt I was pulling my panties down around my knees. I quite unceremoniously yanked my left leg out of the leg hole, but left the tiny piece of fabric dangling on my right leg. I then got into position on my hands and knees with my ass right up to the edge of the bed so that my pussy was right at penis height for Tyler who was standing at the edge of the bed. Tyler didn’t waste any time, and I felt the head of his familiar dick press up to my pussy lips. I wanted to get away, but instead my traitorous body just stayed there waiting to be plugged full by my boyfriend’s dick.
I looked back over my shoulder at Tyler and said, “C’mon stud, make a woman out of me,” and then started to giggle uncontrollably.
Suddenly Tyler pressed the head of his dick into my pussy. I let out a low moan, and arched my back. Tyler took his time with his first few pumps, making sure my natural lubricant was well spread on his dick before finally pressing all the way into me.
“Oh fucking shit balls! This feels so fucking good man! If this is what chicks feel all the time, it’s a wonder they say no to sex at all!” I said suddenly.
Yeah, because if I get pregnant, it’s not you that’s going to stay in my body and deal with the aches and pains and raise a kid, you ass. I thought to myself.
Then Tyler’s dick pulled out and pistoned back into me, and I suddenly stopped thinking about what a dick Adrian was and how good it actually did feel to have Tyler’s dick in me.
It was strange to have my pussy clenching Tyler’s dick inside me, but completely out of my control. I felt my face contort as Tyler continued to fuck me, and I kept letting out low moans and swearing, “Oh fuck me. Fuck my cunt. Ram it in me, fuck yes!”
I usually try not to swear, but apparently the new me didn’t have a problem with it. I started to push back against Tyler’s thrust and suddenly I felt the familiar twinge of an orgasm starting in my lower back. It hit me suddenly as Tyler gave me another thrust, and as I felt the miniature explosion ripple through my body I let out a high pitched, “OOOOOH FUUUUUUUCK YEEEEEEEESSSSSSSS!”
My head dropped to the bed, and I started panting to catch my breath as Tyler continued to slam in and out of my pussy. He was holding my ass up, as I had gone limp through the orgasm. That wasn’t stopping my boyfriend, though. As he continued I felt my body perk back up and start to get back into the rhythm of the fucking.
I suddenly turned my head back and said to Tyler, “fuck me hard man, really slam it in me.”
Did I really just say that? I asked mentally. Adrian is so dead when he gets out of me. I’m going to grind him into paste. Suddenly my plans of revenge were put on hold as I felt Tyler pull all the way out of me and roughly slam the entire length of his dick back into me at full speed.
I hated the slapping sounds of our bodies coming together. I hated drops of sweat that were pouring down all over me. I hated the vulgar words that continued to stream from my mouth. I hated the complete lack of control I had in this whole situation. But most of all, I hated that fact that this rough sex that I was getting at someone else’s request was some of the best sex I’d ever had in my life.
Suddenly Tyler rammed his cock into me as deeply as he could and I felt his dick leaping around inside of me with enthusiasm. I felt warm jolts of jizz erupting out of his dick inside me, and coating the inside of my belly. It released another wave of pleasure inside of me, and I felt the second orgasm of this round of sex shaking its way through me. Again I let out a high pitched squeal, “IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” as the waves of pleasure rolled over my sex-addled brain.
Tyler extracted his dick from my pussy with a loud “Slurp!” and I collapsed forward on the bed. Instead of getting up and heading to the bathroom to expel the combination of our love juices, I just crawled forward and into bed. I could feel the cum leaking out of me. I pulled the covers over my half limp form, and grabbed a pillow. You’re not even going to pull up my panties you asshat? I thought to myself as I hoped the man in control of my body would at least do me that courtesy.
My body’s breathing slowed as Tyler also climbed into bed and grabbed a pillow, laying down on his side of the bed. Soon, I was left with nothing but the feeling of more cum leaking out of my slit and down my thighs and ass and the sound of Tyler’s soft snoring. It was an odd combination to fall asleep too.
Suddenly the light through the window woke me up unceremoniously. I sat up slowly as I remembered the night before. I brought a hand to my forehead and groaned.
Suddenly my eyes shot open as I realized I was the one that actually wanted to do that! I was again in control of my own body! I climbed out of bed over the top of Tyler and went to the mirror on the far side of the room. I looked at my reflection for almost a minute searching for any trace of Adrian.
“So how was your first time as a chick?” I heard Tyler ask from the bed.
“You asshole! I was awake the whole time! I had to watch and feel everything that he was making me do!” I cursed at Tyler.
“Whoa, Erika?” He asked, surprised.
“Who else?” I replied.
“Where is Adrian?” He asked stupidly.
“I don’t know and I don’t care. I just know that I’m pissed at you. You didn’t even try and stop him! You fucked him in my body!” I pointed at him with my finger as I let out some of my pent up frustration.
“Stop right there! You said you gave him permission to do whatever. I made sure you were ok with all of this before it happened. You can’t blame me now!” He replied as he sat up in bed and looked at me.
“That was when I didn’t think any of this crap was real!” I said to him, and then reached down to grab at the panties that were still dangling around my right leg. I pulled them up my right leg to my knee and then opened up the other leg hole and stepped into them. I tugged them up into place, covering myself as best I could.
I then grabbed a tee shirt that I spotted lying on the floor and pulled it over my head. I then stormed out of Tyler’s bedroom and into the living room. I looked over at Adrian’s body, which was still sitting in the chair with its eyes closed. I walked over to it, and punched it right in the center of the chest. He didn’t move. I then slapped him hard across the face and yelled out, “Wake up you fucker!”
Suddenly I felt a dizziness pass over me. I stumbled backwards as I blinked a few times. I held up my hands and looked down at myself. Tyler came in from the bedroom wearing a pair of wind pants.
“Whoa. Do you have any idea how fucked up it is to wake up when you’re already standing?” I asked Tyler, only it once again wasn’t me doing the talking.
“Ah, Adrian?” Tyler asked me.
“Who else would it be?” I asked him back. Great. He’s still inside of me.
“Well, Erika was just cursing me out, and then walked out here. I didn’t know, really.” He replied to me.
“I was still asleep. She must have woken up before me and been able to control herself.” I said.
“It’s worse than that, man. She remembers everything you did. Everything we did.” Tyler said.
I shrugged at him and said, “So?” So? So? What the fuck do you mean so? I’m going to kill him when I get him out of me. I thought.
“If we do anything else with her, she’ll remember that too.” Tyler said to me.
“Well, that just means we’ll have to have some real fun today.” I said with a smile and pulled my shirt off over my head, once again exposing my breasts.
“Real fun?” Tyler asked in a questioning tone.
I just felt my face make a smiling expression and I winked at him as I walked to the bathroom again.
I left the bathroom door open as I dropped my panties to the floor. I turned and squatted over the toilet and felt my head turn as I looked at Tyler staring at me from the doorway. “What man? I gotta piss?” I said. Classy, I thought as I inwardly cringed at my body’s crude reaction.
“Uh, yeah, sorry.” Tyler said, and then asked, “What did you mean by fun stuff?”
“I’ll tell you when I’m done with my shower.” I replied as I finished going to the bathroom, and reached down for some toilet paper, then said, “It feels weird to need to wipe after talking a leak.”
Tyler didn’t say anything, just watched me spread my legs and grimace as I wiped my crotch. I flushed the toilet and quickly jumped into the shower. The warm water felt so
nice against my skin that I momentarily forgot about the fact that someone else was controlling me.
That is until I started to grope my own breasts and giggle. The entire shower was just an excuse for me to play with my body. I tweaked my own nipples, I felt myself up and down, Even as I was washing my hair, I was constantly running fingers down to my vagina. The worst part was when I took Tyler’s razor and some shaving cream and shaved my pussy completely bald. I don’t understand men’s fantasies about bald pussies. I mean, my hair down there is neatly trimmed, and well taken care of. I put in far more time than Tyler ever does, but still every now and then the whole ‘Will you shave yourself bald’ thing comes up.
Well, I guess now I have a bald pussy.