London, 2018.
The accomplished Witch, Holly Goodman, was just like everybody else when it came to remembering her first real kiss. It was with Peter Drummond. It was he who had made love to her for the first time as well. Not brilliant, but then whose first time ever is?
And Holly remembered the first time she had experimented with lesbian sex, the occasion was indelibly burned into her memory. How could she ever forget that night anyway?
Because Holly Goodman had made love to herself!!
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But it was Jeffrey who she had fallen for romantically and within a year of courting they had moved in together. It was after the fifth time she and her new lover had made out she became concerned. As usual, he had not brought her even close to orgasm. Holly knew that most females could not achieve a climax through intercourse alone and that a clitoral orgasm was the proffered way to get off. The pretty nineteen-year-old sat up naked in bed and sighed in frustration.
"I'm sorry, love. I just can't find your clit, and as for the g-spot well. Does it even exist?"
Holly pouted and shrugged her shoulders. She had graciously given Jeff a nice ten-minute blow job to begin with and she fully expected him to go down on her and reciprocate. But, after a poor and sloppy and slobbering attempt at cunnilingus, Jeff had given up, complaining of an aching jaw. He had then taken her missionary style as per usual and had grunted and groaned until he was done four minutes later.
"It's not fair. Girls like sex too, you know. Sex is a two-way street."
The mop-haired novice looked down at his flaccid penis and felt a little guilty. He had thoroughly enjoyed himself once more, fucking the shit out of his girl, and thought sex was the greatest thing in the world. Perhaps he was a mite selfish, he thought.
"Kleenex?" he asked.
He meekly handed over a box of tissues and his lover snatched one and inserted it into her cum filled pussy with a huff.
The poor girl was levelheaded, logical, and somewhat insecure and was at a loss. The still-naked filly padded noiselessly to the bathroom and tended to her toilet.
The new couple had taken residence in a reasonably one-bedroom flat and both were gainfully employed. The bed was just a single which made no difference to the two young lovebirds as they discovered that they were fond of hugging and sleeping snuggled up. As she became lost in thought a clever idea popped into her pretty head. She bounded back excitedly into the bedroom, tits jiggling wildly, and leaped onto the bed beside an uneasy Jeffrey.
"Everything okay?"
"Right. Listen to me. I will teach you how to please me. Where to touch me, how hard or soft, and for how long. In no time you'll be an expert in oral sex."
"And how exactly do you propose to do that? I'm all fingers and thumbs down, you know. There."
"I have an idea. I can recall a spell David found in some old book of magic. The Transfiguration Incarnation."
This particular spell was a complex one that was best left to highly skilled witches and wizards. It enabled one to assume the physical appearance of another. The idea that a sorcerer might use this is an ancient one that existed in the folklore and superstitions of many cultures. The effect is temporary and might last up to about three hours or less. One could even change sex and race but not species.
"Are you sure?"
"Quite sure, Jeff."
"Wait! You surely don't mean!"
"Exactly! I want you to assume the appearance of me! And then we'll make out."
"Bloody Hell!"
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The minute Holly declared that she intended to make out with herself Jeffrey could neither eat nor sleep. What would he feel, being female? Would he get his dick back? He loved his dick. Would he gain pleasure from it all? And would that make him a male lesbian?
The time came and Jeff watched nervously as his girl and he went to the bedroom. Holly began to strip off and made a gesture with her index finger for him to do the same.
"I don't know. What if I change back in the middle of, of...whatever we happen to be in the middle of?"
"Trust me. Now."
Holly stood before him stark naked and tapped her foot impatiently as he got naked. She raised her magic wand and started to summon up all of her willpower. Her right arm tingled like mad as she channeled her thoughts on one thing only. The wand acted as a unique instrument capable of the transference of her witchcraft as she pointed it at her beau.
"Transfigero!"
Jeff threw his head back and held his face in both hands.
"Ooh! I feel funny."
The flesh of his hands began to bubble and ripple as he kept them up to his face. The hands slimmed out as did his arms, and then more alarmingly his chest started to jut out as he developed a pert pair of B-cup breasts!
"Holly! I'm scared!"
"Relax, it's all going to plan."
Jeff looked down between his legs and saw his pronounced package vanish and shrink as his wedding tackle transformed into a female vagina! His hair grew rapidly and changed colour from a dark brown to a lighter hue.
In just two minutes he had gone from he to she, and not only any old female but the spitting image of Holly Goodman!
"How do you feel?"
"A little queer, pun intended.
He ran his hands through glossy long hair and gulped. His voice had changed and he spoke in the honeyed light tones of his lover. Holly approached him and stared hard at a very desirable version of herself. She was the epitome of female allure. Flawless skin, rose-tipped breasts, long and slender limbs, and provocative curves.
"Hug me."
Jeffrey slowly put his arms around his love and they embraced. The feel of soft flesh on soft flesh felt remarkable as they looked into each other's eyes and kissed passionately.
"It's like kissing my reflection. How odd. There."
She thrust her right hand between the other thighs and slid a finger along the fresh slit that was Holly/Jeff's vagina!!
"By Merlin!"
"There, doesn't that feel nice?"
Holly ran her middle finger up and down the vertical smile that was her double's pussy from clitoris to the anus.
"I...I guess so. It's weird not having an erection. Instead, I feel a tingling INSIDE my...you know."
The skilled Witch looked herself up and down and wrinkled her pretty nose as she lingered on her twin tits.