Chapter 11: Tom and Molly make a potion.
All characters and names are entirely fictional and are 18 years old or older. Please read the previous chapters for a better understanding of the plot lines and the characters.
Additional note: This chapter and some future chapters will contain gender-swapping content. When Molly and Tom swap bodies, they still think of themselves in their original gender form. For ease of reading and understanding, the pronouns will reflect the way they think of themselves, not their actual appearance. So, when Tom is a female, he will continue to refer to himself as "he." When Molly is a male, she will be referred to as "she" or "her."
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Tuesday.
It was still dark when I opened my eyes. I had no idea what time it was, but it must be getting close to 7 AM. I was on my back, staring up at the ceiling. I could see the faint, grayish outline of the faux tapestry sheet that Molly had hung against the wall. I could feel Molly's warm body next to mine. Technically, I was feeling my own warm body, as we had used a magic spell to switch bodies, and I was in her cute female form while she was in my more muscular male body.
Consciousness found me with my left hand resting idly on my right breast and my right hand near my clit. I found myself casually touching myself without being aware of what I was doing. I was thinking about Molly's idea of changing Peter's body into a woman and Heather's body into a man. She thought we could induce them to drink a magic potion to make the transition happen. It was such a crazy idea. There's no way that could work without revealing her secret as a witch and risking the wrath of the entire magical community.
And yet, here I was trying to think of some way of pulling it off. Peter was so confident of himself that he really had little consideration for Heather's physical or emotional needs unless it somehow involved pleasing him. Heather, for her part was an absolute beauty and had been her whole life. She knew how to use her drop-dead good looks to get what she wanted, and not just from men. She was the most popular girl on the women's swim team, even among the upper classmen on the team. I doubted she understood any male needs aside from those she could manipulate towards her own desires.
Until recently, those two had been the best of friends for almost a year. They had been so happy together, confident in the bonds they had formed in their relationship. They had brought Molly and me together and they were our closest friends. If only we could find some way of helping them to get past their own pride and stubbornness and appreciate the relationship they once had.
That brought me back around to thinking about Molly's crazy plan.
I became aware of my gentle stroking. My breast was beginning to tingle, and I rubbed my nipple lightly. I'll never get over the difference in sensitivity of nipples between men and women. That touch feels so much more sensitive as a woman. My clit was now slightly swollen from my idle caresses. My touches were becoming more than just a soothing relaxation. I was also becoming aware of Molly's growing erection against my lower abdomen. I should be repulsed by it, but it felt warm and somehow reassuring against my skin instead. She was still snoring lightly, but her body would be awake soon.
Molly had made a joke about "morning wood" before falling asleep last night and now that "morning wood" was pressing against my lower abdomen. I'm a guy, at least on the inside, and I shouldn't be thinking about cocks, unless it was my own. While the cock against my stomach was technically my own, I currently couldn't feel its sensations from a first person's point of view. I found myself thinking of images of that cock up close. It no longer seemed like some repulsive, threatening appendage. By switching bodies, my female body received a lot of earth-shaking pleasure from that appendage. I stopped stroking myself as an idea began to form. I smiled to myself, remembering that impish grin that Molly gets whenever she has ideas like the one that I was developing. I decided to act on that wicked thought.
Very slowly, so as not to wake Molly, I moved away from her body. I felt her cock slowly slide off my stomach, leaving a small trail of pre-cum. I paused briefly to check to see if she noticed our bodies were no longer touching. I swiped my finger along the wet trail of pre-cum and tasted it. It was salty with a slight sweetness to it, and I sucked on my finger to get all of it. What was happening to me? Why should I enjoy that?
I slowly and carefully inched my body down towards the foot of the bed until my face was even with Molly's cock. There was just enough light in the room to see its grayish outline against her body. It was erect, but not fully so. I inched forward while reaching my left hand up as I did so. I lightly touched her penis, to get hold it steady as I moved my mouth closer. I could feel my breath on my hand holding her cock. I raised myself up slightly as I put her cock in my mouth. I tasted my own juices, or more accurately, Molly's body's juices from the night before. I wrapped my lips around it as lightly as I could. I wanted to her to awaken slowly and only after a full erection.
She moved, turning more onto her back, but still slightly on her side. Her snoring briefly interrupted in the turn. I kept my mouth and hand on her cock, but just held her there. I was salivating.
When her breathing become regular again, I started sucking in earnest, gently swirling my tongue around the sensitive tip. With my free hand, the one not holding her cock in place, I fingered myself. I found the whole sensation to be so erotic. I was getting so wet.
Molly was stirring. She would be awake soon. I sucked on that warm tool a little harder and then decided to test Molly's body's gag reflect. Last night when she was in my male body, she stuck her magically enhanced tongue deep into my throat. Molly's sister Morgana "gifted" my male body with the ability to extend that tongue as long as ten inches and retract it again at will. In Molly's female body, I was able to "deep throat" all ten inches of that tongue without gagging. Now I wanted to see if I could do the same thing with her cock. I pushed my head further down her cock, feeling that warm fullness hit the back of my throat. No gag! I felt a pair of hands gently touching my head.
"Ward! What are you doing!" Molly was awake and her words were more of a pleasant expression of surprise than a question.
I answered her question by bringing my mouth up and swirling my tongue around her sensitive tip. I continued to finger myself while doing so, building myself closer to an orgasm.
"Mmmmm, that feels incredible," she moaned pleasantly.
I kept sucking and tonguing her cock while moving the hand that was holding it steady down towards her balls. I massaged them gently, coaxing them to release their seed. My other hand circled my clit, bringing me still closer to my own release.
I could feel her balls tightening. She was close. I had to be careful with my timing.
"Oh, Ward," Molly groaned, "I'm getting close."
So was I, but I didn't want her to know. I moved my hand from her balls back to her cock and started stroking as I continued to suck and swirl. I moved the hand that was rubbing my clit upwards, into position, being careful not to reveal its location to Molly.
"Ward, Ward," she said, trying to warn me. She knew the idea of sucking down semen
had
seemed repulsive to me.
I hummed into her cock, while simultaneously, I moved my hidden hand to her ass, sticking a finger lightly into her asshole.
"Shit!"
She shouted as her body convulsed. Her rosebud closed tightly against my finger, and she exploded in my mouth. I tasted that musky, salty, sweet mixture on my tongue and in the back of my throat. I swallowed as fast as I could, knowing there was a lot more to follow. I continued to swallow as quick as she released it. For a first-time cocksucker, I was doing well. Molly was holding my head in place as she continued to release her seed, my body's seed, into my mouth. When her orgasm subsided, she released my head, but I continued to clean her off, until I felt her soften.
When I lifted my head, I was smiling broadly. Molly had a look of total satisfaction on her face. I felt something on the corner of my mouth, and I wiped it off with my finger, noting it was a small amount of semen that had leaked out. I looked in Molly's eyes as I smiled and licked my finger seductively. I was unbelievably horny, and I squeezed my thighs together to keep from cumming.
"Holy shit!" Molly said, coming down from her morning high, "I can't believe how good that felt. I'm definitely going to wake you up like that more in the future."
"Molly," I said as innocently as I could, "Can you change us back now?"
"Right now?"
"Yes, immediately."
After that wake-up orgasm, I knew it would be difficult to refuse my request. I only hoped I could make Molly's female body look as innocent and needy as possible to tug on the emotional heartstrings of that male body she was in.
"Okay," she said.
We sat on the quilt holding hands as she chanted away.
"Lovers switched,
In bodies dwell,
Change them back,
Reverse their spell!"
