Two Cursed Souls Joined

Two Cursed Souls joined by Fate -- A Gender Swap Impregnation story.

Part #1. Gender Swapped, on a late-night Metro.

John sighed loudly to himself as he finally got off work late on a Friday Night. He had been working way too much lately and the deadline of a major project was Monday morning so of course he had to stay late to finish it up.

He checked the time "Damn, I am going to miss the last train," he cursed to himself. The last train running at midnight. If he missed it, he'd have to hire an uber and it'd be probably close to $100 dollars at this time of the evening with the distance he needed to travel. He wasn't exactly rolling in cash, and he paid for a Metro pass anyway, so he packed up and booked it to the Station.

Miraculously he made it just in time, squeezing into the last car on the train. It was oddly dark as if some of the overhead lights were out, but there were only like 3 other people in the car, so he didn't worry all that much.

He had been sitting all day at work so decided to stand while checking out his phone. It was over a thirty-minute ride to where his car was parked so he zoned out playing games on his phone while balancing himself by leaning against the back wall of the train car his legs wide.

Which was why it was a bit surprising when he felt something soft rub against his crotch.

He looked up suddenly only to find a ridiculously hot woman wearing a short cocktail dress that barely covered her ass standing closely in front of him and "accidentally" bumping her ass into his crotch. She was maybe 5' 5, with long blond hair. Her body rather athletic, lithe and graceful yet with just enough curves to let him know she was a woman and not a teenager. Another woman almost opposite of her in appearance, dusky skin, dark hair with voluptuous curves stood just on the other side of the blonde woman as if she could embrace her at any moment.

A guy stood maybe 3 rows back and seemed to be recording the actions of the two women, which of course included John.

"What is going on?" he wanted to ask. It wasn't exactly unpleasant, but was this really happening, some random hot girl was reverse molesting him on a train, while someone else recorded it? "Doesn't this kind of thing only happen in crazy Japanese Hentai Manga?" he asked himself under his breathe.

He was trying to decide on what to do as the woman's ass was pressing even harder into his crotch... his erection unavoidable when she glanced back over her shoulder with a knowing smirk, her eyes meeting his. Her eyes were a brilliant blue, yet suddenly transformed into a kaleidoscope of colors and swirls that momentarily took his breath away. He became transfixed and unable to move from the sight his eyes remaining locked onto hers. He felt as if he was being drawn into them further and further like his spirit was leaving his body.

He tried to stagger as he was released from... well, whatever that had just been, but he found himself encircled by strong arms from behind and a woman catching him from the front.

The lusciously curved woman stood directly in front of him now, the same height as him and she held him in place her chest pressed against his... chest?

He looked down at B cup breasts, and a good amount of cleavage pressed up against her D cup breasts their erect nipples rubbing against each other causing fire to shot down his body between his legs. Well, His legs? Why did he have breasts... why did he have long hair he saw cascading down his shoulders, why was their fire between his legs as something wet seemed to drip down his thighs? His bare and drafty thighs...

He glanced down and saw he was wearing a short cocktail dress... the same one that the woman had been wearing... what the hell was going on?

He then felt a hot stiff bulge pressing between his ass cheeks that also seemed to drive a fire into his loins and he glanced over his shoulder. Seeing Himself with a sly grin on his face, that somehow mirrored the woman's from earlier.

What? How am I behind myself? Was about all he got off before strong hands gripped his hips and started to grind into him from behind.

What is happening? I have somehow swapped bodies with the woman. Was that what her crazy technique was?

This body was way too sensitive, and it was getting turned on by my own self... molesting me? While another guy recorded?

The dark-skinned woman leaned and whispered into my ear. "If you resist it, what do you think it will look like in the recording? If you cry out no, or try to fight back, even if you run away, it will look like you tried to molest a woman. So, what happens when she ends the technique and swaps back? You will of course be arrested and branded as a sexual predator. You need to think very carefully of what you will do next."

That interrupted my sudden urge to flee. A guy was rubbing their dick into my ass. Well, it was my dick. but still I was a guy. I didn't like Dicks or being molested by them. But if I fought back and didn't actually look like I was enjoying myself or initiated it. Wouldn't my male body be arrested if I swapped back, and the recording would appear awfully damning considering what it was doing now?

This was definitely some type of entrapment used as blackmail forcing him to comply or to look culpable. What could he do? The only thing that seemed like he could do was give in... and even look like he initiated it on the recording so that his Male body was safe. True if the video got out it wouldn't be great for his reputation, but having sex on the metro is one thing... molesting or raping someone on the metro is another. It isn't like, she body swapped me, would be valid defense.

He decided he could get through this if he focused mostly on the woman in front of him. Besides since he wasn't in his own body, it wouldn't look like his real body was doing anything wrong. Nobody would believe them or him if they said he swapped bodies, so he acted.

Even as his own body was getting friskier with him and starting to lift up his dress from behind, he moaned and kissed the well-endowed dark skin woman in front of him, running his hands down her body.

She seemed surprised at first but didn't object and maybe couldn't as if she fought back, it would also show she was somehow in cahoots with my own body. So, I took the chance to run my hands over her ass, as I kissed down her neck to her collar bone. Seeking to us my tongue and mouth to free at least one nipple that was barely covered by the deep V of her dress.

I of course heightened up my performance with plenty of moaning and grouping... though to be honest this sensitive body was feeling hot and turned on as I felt my own panties being tugged down from behind.

Was I about to experience what it was like to be fucked as a woman? This body for some reason seemed to crave it... the heat between my legs was like a burning sun at this point. Were women's bodies really this sensitive? Why didn't they want sex like all the time if that was the case?

It was surreal. I didn't even have a girlfriend due to work way too much and yet, I was on the metro, swapped into a woman body and about to get rammed from behind as I basically molested a woman in front of me as cover...

I moaned as I sucked the nipple of the dark-skinned woman in front of me which had backed up a bit forcing me to bend over slightly to hold onto her still. I realized my mistake a moment later as I gave my own body behind me a perfect angle to Impale me with its large dick.

It felt... weird to be filled so thoroughly with something intruding into his body, and yet divine at the same time. I had never felt anything so fulfilling with sex. True, sex felt amazing as a guy, and the last moments before an Orgasm were incredible. But most of the build up before then was, well it felt good, but being filled like this... It was way better. It felt like there was something missing, and the dick impaling me was the answer.... I needed it to fill me to complete me.

I was immediately embarrassed and conflicted as I realized I was enjoying getting fucked by my own dick. Maybe I would have been more freaked out if it wasn't my own body having sex with me, but I did realize that this wasn't even my own body, so I didn't really feel violated like I would have if well some guy had been violating my own body, prison style.

I was dragged out of my pondering when strong hands gripped by hands from behind and used them as leverage to begin pounding into my pussy over and over, going deeper and deeper with each thrust completely filling me up, my own dick scrapping against all of the sensitive places as the fire between my legs went from burning too molten. The heat then started spreading outward to fill the rest of my core extending into my abdomen. Filling it all with need that kept ramping up with each thrust.

I realized I needed to ham it up for the video to show that I really wanted, and that my body wasn't raping me... and well this body seemed to want to get fucked so I let myself loose.

"Oh god... just like that, fuck me.... Harder" I moaned even as I cringed internally with the shitty porn dialogue. Despite actually wanting my body to fuck me at this point. This wasn't really my body after all... what is the harm in feeling good? It was in a twisted way, assisted masturbation. That's all right?

"Please, right there, I am so close." I cried out even as I felt this body getting closer and closer to orgasm. It honestly felt amazing, way better than any build up to an orgasm I'd ever had. Not only that it felt that the orgasm wouldn't be the end, but only the beginning to even more pleasure.

The woman in front of me also seemed to get into it and forced my head back onto her nipple as she started to rub her own clit, while watching my own pussy getting rammed from behind.

It was too much... seeing the sexy woman in front of me writhe in pleasure as she got off as she rubbed herself, my mouth on her breasts, and my own dick pounding into me over and over I couldn't take it anymore.

"I'm cumming... please..." I got off before I felt my world stop. The most intense sexual experience I had ever felt originating from my pussy blasted through my body seizing up all my muscles as a cascading explosion of pleasure rippling through my being all the way to the tips of my fingers and toes. It was... well addicting as fuck and the most amazing experience ever.

I felt like I was going to fall over once again, but strong arms from behind refused to let me topple over and kept ramming into me over and over even as my sensitive pussy orgasmed, it was all too much... and I felt that it wouldn't take much more to cause an equally or greater explosive orgasm to happen again. It was too soon though, my mind seemed to be going blank. Overwhelmed by chemical reactions in my body taking place as dopamine flooded it from my orgasm only causing the pleasure to ramp up even more.

I found myself pushing back my hips and ass towards my own cock, letting it bury itself even deeper, surrendering completely to it, my tongue lolling from the side of my mouth, my eyes unfocused as I desperately sought another orgasm. Moaning incomprehensible nonsense over and over, like an animal in heat.

I was so close... I needed that dick... I needed another orgasm. A small part of me was like "what the hell is happening to me?" But my body didn't care, it needed sex, it needed release. Nothing else mattered at all. I was high off a drug that was the cock plowing into me and I didn't even care.

I moaned as I thrust backward against my own dick... I was so close... just a bit more.

"Please, cum inside of me. Fill me up. I need it." I found myself muttering though this time I actually felt myself wanting it, not just some cheesy dialogue.

As if answering my pleas. I felt the large dick start twitching rapidly inside of me driving me over the edge as hot cum begun to shoot into me, filling up every crevice of my insides.

I was shocked, I had just been cream-pied... by myself... and it drove me over the edge. It felt so primal, so good, so right, and I orgasmed so hard. I collapsed to the floor writhing as my whole body began to twitch uncontrollably... my face in a stupid grin, my eyes unfocused, and tongue lolling, as drool dripped out the corner of my mouth onto the train floor.

Moments later I staggered on my feet. My body felt drained, and I was standing there looking down at the hot blond... that I had just been. I was weary as if it I had just emptied my whole payload at once and looking down as cum poured out of the woman's opening, I seemed to have done so.

It looks like she caught the second half of the last orgasm, possibly we swapped just as she came inside of herself. As she still trembled on the ground in pleasure, likely overwhelmed by the feeling of Cuming as a man, then immediate followed by the orgasm ripping through her own body.

It was abrupt as I had gone from Euphoria of being fucked until my brain couldn't even think properly to the calm rational mind of my body drained of any sexual drive by the huge orgasm I had just had. I briefly envied the woman trembling on the ground wishing it was me, before I caught myself shaking my head. I pulled up my own pants up to make myself decent.

I then pulled a spare t-shirt from my own gym bag and helped wipe up the majority of fluids running down her taught amazing legs of the woman that I had just had such a strange sexual experience with. I then helped to tug up her panties which had somehow stayed remarkably dry. It took a moment as they had tangled up her ankles likely part of the reason, I had fallen making her semi decent again as I helped pull her to her feet.

Maybe I should have been pissed as if I hadn't played along as woman, I could have easily been blackmailed and framed, but oddly I didn't think that was really their goal for some reason. Like when we swapped back and forth, we had temporarily overlapped consciousness or something allowing me to get a read on her intensions. She had been seeking something... What? I wasn't sure, but she thought I was a candidate for it, and it hadn't been random meeting.

Her eyes focused on mine again, and they were simply the ice blue I had noticed before, no strange swirls, and a soft warm smile met her lips, not the sexy smirk she had given me before. She wrapped me in a hug, likely so I could support herself just as much anything as she seemed wobbly on her feet still. However, the electricity I felt between our touch was still there like some type of connection had been formed between us.

"Thank you," she murmured into my chest. Me not knowing if she was thanking me for the sex, helping to clean her up, or holding her so she didn't fall.

I looked down at her snuggled into my chest and felt no animosity to her. She had somehow swapped our consciousness so there was no doubt in my mind she was special, but somehow, I felt she made me special as well. Like she had shared something with me that was rare and valuable. It probably hadn't hurt that the sex as a woman had been mind-blowing.

She looked up at me her beautiful eyes meeting me as if she was asking for a kiss "I finally found you..."

"You were looking for me?" I asked confused.

"Yes." She answered before taking a deep breath before asking. "Please be the mother of my children.

"What?!?"

The End. Continue reading in the next Part,😊 Hope you enjoyed.