The Forgetting
James felt as if he was in a different body as he woke up. Stretching as normal didn't seem normal with how his limbs reacted. Thoughts bombarded him as he lay there. Charlotte would not be happy with her for being gone for however long she had been gone. Gone somewhere she could not remember. He was James. Why was he thinking of himself as she?
Rolling onto his stomach, James then realized he wasn't laying on his penis anymore. His chest was protruding in a new and odd way. That was definitely new. A woman's bosom was in front of him as he looked down his front.
Turning over, James was in total loss as he saw breasts covered by a pink shirt as well as black panties covering his crotch region. Daring to check, James moved the panties up in front. A trimmed crop of hair was pointing down towards feminine lips. Nowhere did he see or feel a penis. Reaching the hand in, James rubbed the nub he knew he would find.
Pleasure shot out across her body as he rubbed the nub. Giving in to the pleasure, James pushed the panties out of the way and began using her fingers in an instinctive way. The shirt was soon tossed off as well as she used one hand to play with her nipples as well as fingering her wet, warm pussy. Dakota lost herself in the new yet so familiar way of pleasure.
Dakota was looking at the flaccid cock sprouting forth from her crotch. No breasts occupied the view south either. The cock was uncut too. Odd memories flittered through her mind as she stood over the toilet, pee expelled already.
Waking up earlier she had allowed instincts to take hold as normal to discover herself pushing boxer briefs down to expel the liquid in the bladder. Then she had discovered what she was still looking at. Breaking her reverie, she looked into the mirror finally after pulling her underwear back up.
Green eyes and a rugged jawline looked back at her from a man's face. It was his own face so why was he freaking out mentally? Concentrating hard, James knew he was himself as well as Dakota. Dakota was the mind in charge but all the memories from both were there. Nothing was hidden from her as she searched his memories.
Work was a breeze as Dakota filed reports that James never knew he could process. Charlotte had called earlier and was looking forward to dinner. She had apologized profusely for having to rush out to work and not waking her that morning. She had suggestively implied that it was going to be a fun date night.
Discovering that Dakota was a women inclined bisexual intrigued James. Part of him really wished though, for some reason, to feel how it felt for a woman being on the receiving end of a man. Was Dakota wishing the same in reverse?
Getting into the business suit had not proven hard in the morning. The bra, which he had struggled with taking off just a few years prior, had been easier than hell to put on. Instinct controlled everything he could think to do.
All her conversations with people he had never met had been a breeze. Everything came to her tongue or mind in regards to the conversations. Nothing was out of place in talking. Going home excited him.
Charlotte was already in the apartment when he walked in. She was in yoga pants and a workout tank top with no bra as she sat on the couch. James was appreciative himself of Charlotte on top of the emotions Dakota felt on seeing her girlfriend.
Kissing Charlotte was so routine feeling it almost trumped the excitement he felt. He was in a female-female kiss. Charlotte pulled her on top of herself and began kissing her excitedly. Memories of how Charlotte looked naked swarmed her mind but seeing her naked in person was more exciting at that moment. James felt his male memories take over but the natural instincts of Dakota were added in as he began reaching between Charlotte's legs. The blonde was completely bare as her hand snuck in the pants.
Her blouse was undone she realized when a breast was taken into Charlotte's mouth. She had been so focused on the clit. The bedroom was calling them both as clothes were strewn about the living room.
Charlotte took the lead, taking out a strap on that put his normal penis to shame a bit. Dakota was so wet that Charlotte didn't need to eat her out from behind for long as she was braced on all fours. Hesitantly, teasingly, Charlotte moved the tip around her lower lips. It drove her crazy while ramping up her excitement. A hand plied her lips open as the other rubbed her clit.
"Oh. Oh yes. Yes!" The strap on slid in to its base immediately. Charlotte started going to town with the strap on. James felt the orgasm approaching strongly from the double action of the fingers just right on her clit and the strap on rubbing her so well internally.
Her world spasmed as the orgasm took over. It was so unlike a male's and so much better than the one he had produced before work. Charlotte didn't stop as she kept going. Dakota's walls were gripping onto the strap on as best it could with no success.
By now, James knew he would have cum in his male body. A nice, rousing orgasm with that body. But with this female using a strap on, it was eternal it felt like until Charlotte stopped, breath ragged like Dakota. Both females wrapped arms around each in other in a stupor.
Result Stream
Marlow and his team were overawed by the data streaming to them over the connection from the devices. James as Dakota was being royally taken to town by the pleasure center data they were looking. In the morning, James as Dakota had likely masturbated to a small orgasm if this data was showing a legitimate, full blown orgasm.