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Rachel's Curse
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Chapter Three

We didn't wake up until Sunday lunchtime. I was much more
comfortable looking at Rachel in her proper body over the kitchen
table as we enjoyed a late breakfast. But I was in trouble and I
knew it.

Last night Rachel had been amazing. After I had gotten my
proper body back I found that I was simply too horny to say no
to Rachel's advances. We made love quite literally all night
long and we finally fell to sleep in the early hours of the
morning. I had slept around a lot in my time, but Rachel was by
far the best lover in bed I had ever had.

She knew just how to please me. I guessed that this was because
of all the knowledge gained from body swapping, but last night I
didn't care how she knew. For months I had fantisized about
making love to her and when it finally happened, it was better
than I expected. I looked over at her and I realized that I
wanted to make love to her again.

More than that, I can't get over the fact that last night I did
enjoy having my pussy eaten. I also couldn't ignore the fact that
part of me actually wanted to be fucked by Rachel. Perhaps it was
down to the hormones in her body, but I couldn't shake the fact
that I had such a strong desire to be fucked by her as a woman.
How the hell was I going to get myself out of this one.

We talked and I said I would think about it. We decided that we
would always remain friends whatever happened. I went home and
relaxed with my mind racing at all the various thoughts.

I was now back in my proper body. But I was so confused as to
what I should do. I had strong feelings for Rachel, but knowing
what I now know, did I fall in love with an illusion, with someone
who doesn't exist. I was called away on a business trip for most
of the week. Actually the timing was perfect. It allowed me to get
out of the office (where I was clearly miserable) and it gave me
the perfect excuse to stay away from Rachel for a while.

The trouble was, I soon realized that I didn't want to stay away
from her. I called her while away and spoke to her for long hours
over the next few days. She was very considerate. She gave me the
space I needed. By the end of the week the anger I felt had
completely disappeared. I now felt sorry for her.

I'm still not sure what made my decision. Perhaps it was curiosity
mixed with my strong feelings for Rachel, topped up with a desire
to learn certain useful facts about female anatomy which could be
put to good use, but on Friday I went round to see her.

"Rachel. I've given this a lot of thought. I mean, it's not an
easy decision something like this" I started.

"And" she said.

"Are you sure we can't have sex without transferring every time."

"Well it's technically possible. There are things we can try,
like I've got a PVC body suit that we can use. If you want to
try it we can, but you can't live a relationship like that. It
would work for a few weeks, but we'd both get frustrated very
quickly."

"So the only way I can keep seeing you, is too... become you
regularly." I said. Rachel looked in my eyes and nodded without
saying anything.

"Well... I think... perhaps... I can try" I said.

Rachel's eyes lit up in surprise. I think she was expecting me
to blow it all off.

"Are you sure" she asked.

"No. I'm not sure if I can handle it." I said honestly. "I still
don't know if I can fuck you as a woman. But after last week when
you licked my pussy, at least I know I can always get back another
way. If I can find a way of saving our relationship, then I'm
prepared to give it a go. It might work, it might not. At least we
can say we tried." I said.

"That's all I ask" she said as she hugged me. That made me feel
good. After having caused Rachel so much pain these past days, I
had finally been able to give some comfort to Rachel. Of
course, the big question was... exactly how much comfort could
I provide.

We talked for a few more hours. She asked me what changed my mind
I told her that my opinions hadn't changed all that much, but they
had just been put in perspective a bit better.

Eventually I made the suggestion that we went to her bedroom.
Rachel asked if I was sure. To be honest, I was scared. I still
don't know why I suggested it, but before we knew what we were
doing, we were both cavorting on her bed naked. Rachel had told me
to let her take the lead. She knew what she was doing. Eventually
she climbed on top of me.

"Right Paul. When you get control of this body, don't stop okay.
And trust me, you'll enjoy it" I could see that she was fingering
herself. She was obviously getting herself close. I was wondering
who was going to come first. Each time so far I had been
transferred out of an orgasm, effectively robbed of that pleasure.
I wondered what it would be like to be transferred into an orgasm.

She pulled up my cock and lowered herself onto it. This was a
similar position to the one when the first transfer happened. I
assumed she choose this position because she had more control
over it. I penetrated deep into her pussy once again. In the back
of my mind I knew that it a few minutes, it would be my pussy.
We didn't use a condom this time.

She laid on top of me and began to fuck me as she kissed me. I
put my arms around her. I was nervous, but somehow she just knew
how to arouse me. She knew just how to touch me to get me as
turned on as possible. It wasn't long before I realized I was
going to come inside her yet again.

"I'm gonna cum" I said.

"Then cum" she replied. I could tell by the noise she was making
that she was close to the her own orgasm. Then she rolled us
over, so that I was now on top of her. I concluded this was the
point of no return and I drove my cock deep into her hot pussy.

As Rachel pushed her cock right in, it banged against my clit
sending pleasure waves right through me. She tensed up and she
soon pumped her hot creamy seed deep inside me. It felt like my
whole body was on fire with arousal as Rachel's cock was sliding
in and out of me. Rachel thrust deep as she pressed my nipples in.

Once again, the realization began to filter through. But this time
I was very aroused. Rachel started to slow down briefly, but when
she got control of my body, she began to speed up a again. She
pinched my nipples, then bent down and whispered in my ear.

"If you wan't me to stop I will, just say it" she reassured me.
Being in this position felt a bit... unnerving. I was laying on
my back, my legs spread wide with a male body on top of me
and a large cock sliding in and out of my pussy. I felt like I
had no control over the situation, like I was at Rachel's mercy.

This wasn't what I had in mind. I was hoping to have my pussy
eaten and to find out what I missed the other night. Then we
might, just might go all the way. But Rachel wasn't stopping.
She was continuing to fuck me.

We all have a few critical seconds in our life where instant
decisions shape the remainder of our life. In this instant I had
two decisions. I could tell her stop or I could let her do what
she wanted.

Rachel was now on top of me, thrusting deep into me making me
groan with pleasure. In the end, my body decided for me. I found
myself wrapping my legs around Rachel and arching my back upwards
giving myself to her. She responded with renewed vigor grabbing
my tits once again, pinching the nipples. I could feel wave
after wave of pleasure shoot from my pussy and my tits. This
felt so different from having my pussy eaten a few nights ago.
Somehow, this felt better.

The groans from within me grew louder. Each thrust from Rachel
seemed to compel me to gasp loudly. She had broken down the
barriers inside me and I found myself working with her, moving
my body in time with her, squeezing on her cock. The feelings
grew more and more intense until I felt the pleasure build to a
point. My whole body shuddered and I dug my fingernails into
Rachel's back and screamed as my entire body exploded in pleasure.

I squeezed hard on Rachel's cock which only seemed to make it
better for me as well. Rachel's expert fingers, cock and tongue
prolonged the pleasure for me causing sensations all over my body.
After what seemed an eternity, I felt it all begin to subside. I
now knew the feelings that I had been robbed of, when Rachel ate
my pussy.

"Wow" was all I could say when it was all over still panting.

"Feels good, doesn't it" she said still on top of me.

I had to agree. It had felt better than I expected. I was still
on a sexual high. My body was tingling with excitement. We just
laid there for a few minutes with Rachel on top of me. My arms
and legs were still wrapped around her tightly.

I can't describe the emotional battle that went on inside me that
night. Part of me was disgusted at myself for going ahead with all
this and actually having sex with a man. But a growing part of me
loved it. After all, there was nothing unnatural about what we
just did. It was just a man and a woman having sex. Only thing
was... I was the woman.

"Mind if you let me go." Rachel asked after a few minutes.

"What" I asked.

Rachel motioned to my legs. I had wrapped them around her and
after it was over, pulled her into me so tight that she couldn't
get off me. I felt a little embarrassed. Somehow I wanted her
cock to stay deep inside of me for as long as possible. When I
untangled my legs she rolled off me and softly stroked my body
which seemed to keep me aroused.

I wasn't too sure what to do for the rest of the night. As a man
I would have probably fallen asleep fairly quickly, but somehow I
felt that I had the capacity for more sex. I still felt uneasy
about having sex with my former body, regardless of who was
the host of it, but somehow that argument carried a lot less
weight after the pleasure I just experienced.

The next time we did it slower. She climbed on top and slowly
penetrated me, which was another first for me. The feeling of
being penetrated was so alien to me, yet it felt so fulfilling.

Rachel carefully and slowly built me up to a peak then backed
away. She did this several times until I was once again in a
sexual frenzy. I still can't believe she actually made me beg
her for release. She built me up one final time before sending me
crashing over the edge. That was the first time that I had had
sex as a woman from start to finish and it was amazing. As I
felt her strong powerful hands caressing me afterwards, it all
felt so complete.

She slowly, but surely enticed me into sex again and again that
night. She forfeited her own pleasure in order to provide me with
as much as possible. If I thought she was a good fuck as a woman,
she was even better as a man. She just knew exactly what to do to
give me the most exquisite feelings throughout my body. Very soon,
all feelings of guilt over what I was doing had vanished.

Boy was I in trouble. Girls had gotten me into trouble before, but
this one really beats the lot...

***************

The next morning we were eating breakfast together, yet again.
It was so difficult to look across the table, see myself, but
know it's really my beautiful girlfriend sitting there. But I
can't think of her as my girlfriend at all now. At this moment,
she's my boyfriend and I'm her beautiful girlfriend. My body
shivered at that thought. It looks like there are still quite
a few feelings to resolve.

If I thought I was in trouble last week, I'm in even deeper
trouble now. Last night I had a long sex session with a guy and
enjoyed every single minute of it. I'm in way over my head here.

"So, what do we do now. Where to we go from here" I asked her. For
now I still thought of Rachel as 'her' and would continue to for
the time being.

Rachel smiled back at me "Well, you've cleared the first hurdle.
Are you okay about last night. Any regrets" she asked.

"No. No regrets. I enjoyed it." I said firmly, but I wasn't
completely sure inside. Part of being a hot-shot executive is
that you must always appear to be absolutely sure, even if you
don't have any idea and that philosophy seemed to apply to my
personal life as well. I still had feelings to resolve, but
that was something I would have to do myself. As far as Rachel
is concerned, everything is fine.

"Good. Because you've got to decide where our relationship goes
from here. If you just want a sex based relationship then I can
live with that. It's been a while since I've had regular sex and
I've been getting a bit frustrated lately. You can come round at
the weekends when you're not doing anything and we can have sex.
You can have your proper body back by the end of the weekend."

Then she continued "But Paul, I'd like to take it further than
that. I think of you as more than just a sexual partner. But there
are many barriers that will need to be cleared."

I sat there thinking for a few minutes, then looked Rachel in the
eyes. "I want to take it further as well. What do I have to do to
make it work" I said firmly.

"Are you sure." she said slightly surprised. "This won't be easy."

"Yes. I'm sure. I don't know what it is about you, but I want to
be with you. I'll do whatever it takes." I replied, once again
with the authority and conviction that I am so used to hearing
from myself, but inside I wondered just how far I was prepared
to take this.

She smiled "Okay. Well, I'd like to take it easy with you. Do you
think you can take next week off work." she asked.

"Already arranged." I replied. Rachel looked at me shocked and
gave me an enquiring look "It's a quiet time. I told them I might
have some things to sort out so I've left my deputy in charge."

Rachel could barely contain her glee. She could see that I was
really going to work at this. "Good. Then, how would you like to
spend most of the next week as me. I don't just mean around the
house, but wearing my clothes, going out, everything."

I gulped slightly. What the hell have I let myself in for.

**************

I agreed to Rachel's plan that we go away and I spend most of the
next week in her female body. As it turned out, I would have to go
to work Monday to have the work prepared for the week so we
couldn't get away until Tuesday at the earliest.

But since it was now only Saturday, I also agreed to spend the
rest of the weekend female as well.

Rachel said that she wanted to take me slowly, to treat me with
kid gloves over all this. So I carried on wearing pants and
t-shirts so I could fully get used to my female form. She didn't
want to push me too fast into feminine clothes, but I did try a
little makeup and experiment some of her (my?) underwear. I never
admitted it to Rachel at the time because I was too embarrassed,
but it sort of turned me on.

I have to say that by the end of the weekend, I no longer had a
problem wearing a bra. Huh, never thought I'd hear myself say
that.

We did go out once together to the shopping mall Sunday afternoon.
It was scary. But you know the weirdest thing. I felt comfortable
with Rachel at my side. We were holding hands and it was
reassuring to have her there. But at the same time, it was strange
to be out in public holding another mans hand. I noticed that a
lot of men looked at me. Rachel told me it was because I looked so
pretty. I don't know whether that was a good or bad thing.

I asked her again about this curse, but she still wouldn't tell
me about it. She said she didn't want to put me off. Huh, just
saying that made me feel uneasy.

Anyway, we switched back Sunday night. But this time, Rachel was
the first to come. Being transferred into an orgasm was even
stranger than being transferred out of one (and a lot better).
We were having sex (remember I was still female at the time). Now
I was aroused, but not that close to orgasm, when suddenly,
without warning I felt my cock tense up in orgasm before I came
inside her cunt. Boy these transfers felt strange. I wondered if
I would ever get used to them.

Well, that was only the beginning for the evening. I was once
again able to have sex with Rachel in her female form. But this
time, I felt more confident in knowing what to do to her. After
she had screwed me several times two nights before, pleasing her
was much easier that night. I brought her to several orgasms,
which really made me feel good inside.

I went to work the next day and I also had to go in early
Tuesday morning to tie some loose ends up. After doing that we
immediately drove a few hours to a small town so I could keep
up my excuse of needing some time off for personal reasons.
Rachel gave the same excuse with her work. By Tuesday lunchtime we
were settled into our remote cabin.



Continued in part four...



Phillip Stevens
zippy@forfree.at
phil_stevens_2@hotmail.com




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