Day 01 Morning

The Secret

Note: I am dealing with two people. Andy, the man who died. Andi, the teenager whose body Andy is trapped in. In the story I use first person singular (I, me, my, mine) for

Andy's

thoughts and third person feminine singular (she, her, hers, herself) for

Andi's

body. Eventually I will refer to both Andy's thoughts and Andi's body in the first person singular.

Although this is a fictitious story (or is it). Facts stated in this are based in science.

Day One - Morning

I have kept this secret for years. At times it was easy to keep, at times difficult, but as 45 years approaches on this body, I feel I have to tell someone (you will understand later). I decided to post it to an erotic story site. Although I have had a pretty normal life, I can honestly say it has been erotic.

My life as I know it today started almost 27 years ago. It was the day of my 18

th

birthday, or should I say her 18

th

birthday. I was awoken by a female voice saying "Andy, time to get up, it's your birthday". I recognize the voice of Tina, the wife of my best friend Ned. As I open my eyes, I realize I'm not in a room I'm familiar with, for that matter I'm also not in my body. Somehow I'm in Andi's body, the daughter of Tina and Ned. I realize she was calling for her, Andi, not me, Andy.

Tina asks, "Andi, can I come in?"

"Sure Tina" I said.

Tina asked, "when did you start calling me Tina?".

I stammered a little. Finally I said "sorry mom".

Tina looked at me very serious and said "I have some very bad news. It appears that Andy had a heart attack late last night and died."

I said, "I thought I heard sirens (this was not true). I guess that was it." I had lived a street over from where I was now.

Tina asked, "are you going to be OK?"

I said, "I really liked him."

"I know"

"Are you going over to be with Maria?"

"Not right now. She has plenty of family to console her. I plan on taking a casserole over later this afternoon."

"Mom, can I stay in my room a little longer this morning?'

"Sure hon, come on down when you're ready for breakfast."

I had no idea what to do. My wife, Maria, had just lost her "husband", but there was nothing I could do to help. No adult wanted sympathy from a teenager and I couldn't tell anybody who I really was. I could end up in a mental ward. This whole thing seemed like an episode from the TV show "Quantum Leap". You know the show if you are of a certain age. As IMDB says, "a scientist finds himself trapped in the past, "leaping" into the lives of different people, sorting out their problems and changing history in hopes of getting back to his own life in the present." In my case I hoped I had only leaped once, but once is enough.

As Tina left, I thought what the fuck was I going to do? This is such a crazy story nobody is going to believe me. The best I can guess was that when Andy died, we somehow switched bodies. If that was the case, what happened to Andi?

I had bought some time for now. As I got up out of bed I realized I was wearing a little tank top and loose gym shorts. As I looked in the mirror I couldn't help but realize how attractive Andi was even as she was just getting out of bed. But more about that later.

I was almost panicked. I realized that there was so much I needed to know if I decided to try to pull this off. I started to go through Andi's drawers, learned things about her I didn't know. Apparently she had some really sexy clothes that I never saw her wear. They were hidden under other clothes and at the back of the drawers. Andi liked green underwear. That was going to have to change if I stayed in this body. I think nothing looks sexier that a beautiful woman in black underwear. But I wasn't looking for clothing. I think I remembered her mother telling me that Andi kept a diary.

After what seemed like an eternity, I found her diary. I was able to pry open the lock. I started to read it from back to front. Andi wrote in short incomplete sentences. After a long time I surmised that her best friend was my daughter Abby (I already knew that). She is or was dating a guy named Jimmy (I had met him) who was somewhat of a jerk to her. Andi seemed to have a good relationship with her parents, although she felt her mother, Tina, was overbearing. And she was a virgin (if she didn't lie to her diary).

I gathered up a sweatshirt, underwear and a pair of shorts. Andi sure wore tiny clothes for her height. She had some thong underwear, but I never understood why something up your ass crack was something you wanted to wear. I'm glad I never wore thong underwear. There has been research that thongs may cause infections of the vagina or the urinary tract. There are actually a couple of countries that have outlawed the sale of thongs for that very reason. I stumbled my way to the bathroom (the kids). The parents had their bedroom and bathroom on the first floor. Andi's 15 year old brother, Ryan, must still be asleep or downstairs.

When I took off the tank top I couldn't believe what great breasts I now had. Andi was a gymnast in high school. To be any good, it requires a minimum of body fat. We had gone to a couple of meets Andi was in and even though she was a better than an average athlete she always had the biggest boobs of any of the girls competing (big boobs are not that common in good women athletes). Boobs are mostly fat in nonlactating woman. Where the hell did she get these boobs? She had tan lines that you normally see from a very skimpy bikini. The whiteness of her breasts really made them look bigger that they really were, and they were big for such a petite body. But nothing could prepare me for what I saw when I focused on her breasts in the mirror. Andi had a good C cup, but her nipples were something to behold. They had a puffy quality so they stuck out more than you would normally see in a C cup. I had only seen nipples like hers in mens' magazines. As I looked down I could really see how much they stuck out. I could feel a tingle which I assumed was my pussy. I think I was getting turned on by this.

I had a friend named Dave that once told me jokingly, it was lucky he wasn't a woman because he would spend much of his time feeling his breasts. Oh, if Dave could see me now. It was obvious that Andi normally wore a bra because I would have noticed her breasts pointing out more. As I took off the shorts I noticed she shaved her pubic area. If she was a virgin, why would she shave the whole area when shaving a bikini line would do? As I stood in front of the mirror I couldn't believe what a hard body I was looking at. She was very trim with a very flat stomach and it looked like you could count her ribs. Because of her thinness her pubic bone stuck out slightly. The combination of thinness and big boobs was breathtaking. Her ass was small enough that the entire amount could be cupped with her small hands.

As I turned on the water in the shower, I stepped inside. I water slowly began to warm. I found a soap bar and began to lather up. I loved soapy boobs because of my wife. When we were younger we took lots of showers together. It usually ended up with her turning her back to me and me fucking her with my soapy cock, grabbing her boobs with one hand and rubbing her clit with the other. As I was massaging my new found boobs, my nipples began to grow and I mean grow. They looked like one inch pencil erasers and really felt good when I rolled them between my fingers. I shampooed my shoulder length hair and started with the soap again on my new toned body. When I got to the pubic area I could feel some stubble. I found a razor that I assumed was Andi's. I had watched my wife enough to know the routine. I lathered up my armpits and hoped it was a relatively new razor. It was. Next up the pubic area. I again soaped the area and started carefully shaving the bikini line and then the front. I was very careful around the swollen lips. I now realize why Andi shaved her pubic area. The attention to detail of the pubic area was very arousing. So far, so good.

I would be damned if I was going to shave the legs, especially the knees. How the hell can women do this daily or at least several times a week? As I soaped my pubic area one more time after shaving I decided to explore the area. I could tell her lips were very distended and the clit, yes the clit, was actually extending out of the clitoral hood. I pulled up on the skin of the pubic mound and really exposed the clit. My God, it was not only large, it looked like it had a glans like a cock. That was the moment I started referring to it as "my little cock". Later in my life while doing research, I found that women with very large clits had mothers that had abnormally high testosterone levels. Tina sure looked like it. Andi had clitomegaly and it is congenital. More about that later. I pinched the clit at the base between my fingers like it was a small cock and started to jack off. No muscle memory here, but a lot of memories.

When I was younger dating women that I thought I might have sex with that night, I would beat off so that if we did have sex, I would last longer. Let's admit it, if you are a guy, you beat off. It didn't take long before a quick orgasm swept over me. As easily as the clit performed it was obvious that wasn't the first orgasm for this body. I realize that women haven't been totally honest about explaining how good women's orgasms are. Although a man's orgasm is felt all over the body, most of the pleasure is in the cock. The orgasm I just experienced was felt all over, to the point of actually curling my toes. At this point I realized I had a vagina. I wondered how much better it might be if I had something up me, but that was for later.

Just then, I was startled by a knock on the door.

"Andi can you hurry up, I need to use the bathroom". It was the voice of Andi's brother Ryan.

"Use mom and dad's downstairs"

"You know how mom feels about that."

"Be out in a minute" I quickly grabbed a towel and dried off, still admiring this beautiful body. I put on the sweatshirt, underwear and a pair of shorts I at taken with me. As I put on the underwear, I still couldn't believe how small Andi's ass was.

As I opened the bathroom door, there was Ryan waiting.

"Sorry I took so long, I was lost in thought in the shower"

"I'll bet you were", Ryan said with a smile.

I went back to what was going to be my room till I left home for good. I found a very long handled brush (which seemed kind of odd) and ran it through my light brown hair. I looked into my brown eyes in the mirror and realized Andi wasn't wearing any makeup. I always thought Andi wore more makeup than she really needed to with her looks. I took my time getting ready to go down stairs.

As I headed for the landing, I took a deep breath. I told myself not to say or do anything that might be out of the ordinary for Andi. Having spent time in the house, I knew my way around. As I approached the kitchen I could see Tina facing the sink. She turned and immediately got a frown on her face. I thought maybe I had already given myself away.

"What's wrong mom?"

"What have I told you about hanging the girls out?"

I realized she was talking about being me being braless.

"I just thought since I as 18 now, it would be OK."

"You maybe 18 but your brother is still only 15. Now upstairs you go and take care of it"

There was so much irony with Tina trying to protect Andi. When I was Andy, Tina and I had an affair that lasted for the better part of a year. It started out when we were together with our spouses. Gentle kidding, the usual. Then one night, Tina was sitting across from me wearing a dress. I was pretty sure she slightly spread her legs for me. The dark area did look like she wasn't wearing underwear. Several weeks later, both couples were at the lake. While swimming, I tried to pick her up to toss her. She reached back and grabbed my cock. I looked at her and said "did you do that on purpose?" She smiled and said "what do you think?"

That started the affair. To be honest, it was mostly about sex. The first time we were alone in her house, she lead me into her bedroom and peeled her clothes off in seconds. It had been my experience, the hardest part of starting a sexual relationship was getting the woman's clothes off. Not for Tina.

I couldn't believe how well defined her muscles were. Tina was a phys. ed. teacher at the local high school at this time and later became Andi and Abby's gymnastics coach. We had foreplay for a couple of minutes (she seemed to have very sensitive nipples). She hopped up on her bed and assumed the doggy position. She very nonchalantly said "fuck me." Tina's pussy was so wet that all I had to do was inserted my very hard cock and start pumping. I reached over and started to play with her clit (I was shocked how big it was, but nothing the size of Andi's). Her breathing sounded like a stream locomotive and I heard sounds from Tina I had never heard before. She came in a couple of minutes with her pussy contracted on my cock so hard I thought she was going to squeeze it into two. Her arms collapsed with her ass still up in the air. While she was recovering I asked her if she would like to go again. She told me one was all she could handle.

We ended the affair when Tina was around six months pregnant. The longer she was pregnant the hornier she got and the bigger and bigger risks she was willing to take to get fucked. The final straw was over at my house. We were out at our pool and Tina was wearing a two piece swim suit because she was pregnant. She followed me into the house, took off her bottoms, and assumed the doggy position on our couch. There was only a sheer curtain that covered the sliding glass door that lead out to the pool. It was possible to see silhouettes through that curtain. I guess the excitement of somebody seeing us was a turn on. The problem was, those someones were our spouses. Tina almost yelled at me to fuck her. I fucked her and she came in seconds, collapsing on the couch. I finally got her to put her bottoms on.

That was it. I just couldn't take the chance of getting caught anymore. I told Tina we were done. I really loved my wife Maria. I avoided being alone with Tina. There was one point, late in her pregnancy, I was out in the kitchen with our spouses in the living room. She came in and whispered "I really need you to fuck me." I told her absolutely not. That ended our affair. It was kind of sad because of the way her pussy contracted, she was the best fuck I ever had. I think Tina was afraid Andi would learn too soon to enjoy fucking like she did.

I went upstairs to my room, closed the door and found the drawer that Andi kept her bras. I noticed most of the bras were padded. Why would someone with tits like this wear padded bras? In fact, I didn't even know young women wore padded bras with boobs like this unless it was a pushup. Then it hit me, the nipples. For one reason or another she was trying to cover up her nipples. Once away from Tina, I swore I would never wear a padded bra. With tits like this, I wanted everyone looking at my chest. I looked at the tag. 30 C. Well at least I got the cup size right. I was surprised at the lack of diversity in what I called her non-sexy clothes.

I have a feeling Tina went shopping with Andi for Andi's clothes and when Andi got a chance, Andi went shopping by herself, hence the hidden sexy clothes. Tina always seemed a little overprotective. I think many parents are with their first born. Our daughter Abby was our second and last child and she was basically "free ranged". Abby was a good person, but she was a little bit of a wild child.

As I was about to grab one of Andi's plain bras I remembered she was an athlete and must have athletic bras that would hide most of my newly acquired shape. She did, but not in the bra drawer. In a lower drawer in her chest of drawers were her sports clothes. Bras, underwear, athletic shorts and the like.

As I put my arms and head through the holes I pulled down while shimming the bra on. I'll tell you I wasn't sure if I was ever going to get it on. Those pointed C cup boobs didn't want to let the bottom of the bra go down. I kind of hurt my newly acquired boobs. After tugging and shimming I finally got it mostly in place. I literally had to move the boobs into a comfortable position using my hands. After that, I swore if I stayed in this body I would never wear a sports bra again. What I didn't know at the time, was that sports bras came in several different types. I eventually found a front closure sports bra in the drawer and I usually wore it around the house to keep Tina off my back. I also loved how easily it is to take off. Something I found out Jimmy also loved.

I put me sweatshirt on and looked at the mirror. My figure wasn't nearly as impressive, but that was what Tina wanted.

I made my way back to the kitchen. Tina looked at me and said "much better. What's with the hair?"

"I just washed it. I'm letting it air dry."

"You know that can damage your hair. Make sure you finish blow drying it when you finish breakfast."

By then Ryan was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for his food. I did a quick look around the table and from the position of Tina's coffee cup I now and a one in two chance of sitting at the right chair. As I pulled up one of the chairs I said "is it OK if I sit here"? "Why wouldn't it be, that's where you always sit" Tina said.

"What would you like to eat?" Tina said as she was looking directly at me. My wife, Maria, stopped making breakfast for the kids around middle school. I said "I'll have what Ryan is having". She looked me in the eye and said "since when did you start eating eggs?" Damn, another slip up.

"Now that I'm 18 I thought I would give them another try." What a dumb answer, but that was the best I could do on the spur of the moment.

"If I fix scrambled eggs, you better eat them."

"No problem."

"Can I get a cup of coffee?"

"When did you start drinking coffee?"

"Now that I'm 18 I thought I'd try a cup."

"You're beating this 'now that I'm 18' to death'. Do you want anything in it?"

"How about a little creamer." I think that kind of surprised her.

I watched Ryan gulp down his eggs. Just then Tina put a plate of scrambled eggs and a cup of coffee in front of me. As I tasted the eggs I realized these were not the eggs I had come to love when I was in another body. Thank God the coffee tasted the same. Over the years I have come to realize that one body tastes food differently than another. It was obviously why Andi didn't like eggs, they almost made us gag. I figured a fast way to find out which foods Andi liked and didn't like. More about that later.

I finished the eggs and excused myself to my room. I ran a brush through my hair again, found her blow drier on her dresser and finished drying my hair. But I realized it didn't look nearly as good as Andi kept it. I was going to have to do something about my hair and I had a plan. More about that later.

I decided to get this strangulation bra off and into something a little more comfortable. I now realized why many women take off their bras as soon as they get home. I decided to try one of Andi's "hidden" bras. I found a really sexy light green see thru. This time I turned the bra around and fastened the hooks in front of me, turned the bra around, let my boobs fall into the cups as I pull the straps over my shoulder. I assumed that Andi had already adjusted the straps to fit her. The bra felt kind of sexy, but the nipples stuck out. I looked like I was wearing a 50s bullet bra. I thought the best thing to do was to wear a loose fitting top. I found a crop top that might work. It barely covered most of my stomach and was loose enough so that it hid my "bullet boobs".