You look at the phone. This seems like a bad idea. It she’s looking at you with wide eyes. Her mocha cheeks covered with dark freckles that gives her an innocent but very sexy appearance. It’s funny, you were never into women when you were one, but you’re definitely smitten now.
You overwrite hypersexual and replace it with hyposexual. You press confirm. The phone feels hot in your hand. The screen locks and strange symbols displace. Your phone resets. You blink.
You’re suddenly very horny. Your nipples are rock hard. Your pussy is soaking wet. Your female again. You desperately want sex.
“Take a deep breath and think about how screwed you are” you hear your male voice say. “It really does work. I would know.”
You look at the voice. It’s male you, smiling, holing the phone. “Oh god thank you so much!” make you says. You try to snatch the phone but as soon as you touch it a searing pain shoots through your body.
“Listen Tamika,” you hear your male voice say as he stands and towers over you. “The sexual urges are worst in the afternoon. A good fuck and you’ll be good to go for a few hours. You’ll get used to it...”
“Did... did you know this would happen?” You hold your mocha colored hands up to your face and stare at the wrinkles around you knuckles. You’re so damn horny but you also want to cry.
“Yeah. I’m sorry. I couldn’t take it anymore. Maybe it makes me less of a man to shove my punishment off on somebody else, but I think we’ll both admit your even less of a man than I am.” He laughs uproariously. He walks off towards Tammy. He turns and looks at you. “I’m going to head home with my wife. You best just forget your old life. It only took me two years to find a pasty to swap with. So don’t think of this as a life sentence.” He walks off.
You start to chase after him but as you start to stand you feel a man’s hands cupping your generous tits. You can’t help yourself. You fall forward and present your ass and pussy and feel yourself entered from behind. The man doesn’t last long before pulling out and cumming on your back. Maybe a couple minutes. You’re definitely thinking a lot clearer. You stand and search the beach.
Your heart skips a beat as you see male you and Tammy walking away from the beach, leaving you to your fate. The man has his hand on YOUR wife’s ass. You want to scream. You collapse in a ball and cry. Eventually you pull yourself together. The sun has set and the beach is empty. You notice a backback nearby. It has a purse with identification for Tamika and various credit cards and assorted things. You also find a pair of cut-off jeans shorts and a T-shirt. You dress and ponder your next move.