Jonathan got up off the bed and walked over to the mirror. It was hard to believe that only this time yesterday he had been Adam Beachfront, a scrawny high school kid but now he was Jonathan Richards: head P.E teacher, muscle god and married to the most sexiest woman on earth!
Admiring the view of his own physic, Jonathan removed his shirt so that he was completely nude and started to make his pecs dance, triggering another erection.
"Down boy!" He teased grinning and looked back up at his reflection. Raising his arms, he flexed his massive biceps coursing the head of his mighty man-hood to reveal it's angry red face resulting in a premature ejaculation onto the bedroom mirror.
Smirking, Jonathan picked up his shirt and used it to wipe the mirror clean of his semen and headed into the walk-in closet to chuck the shirt into the washing hamper, that was when he noticed the black pants and hoodie, the very same clothes the guy who gave him the ring had been wearing.
Kneeling down, Jonathan picked up the hoodie to investigate and held it up to his nose, it smelt of the very same perfume Becky had worn when she had come home yesterday.
"You figured it out then?" Came a voice from behind, he looked up and saw his wife standing in the doorway. "It was you!" He said. She smiled. "Yes." Was all she said.
"Though if I have to be honest, I didn't think that you would choose to become my husband, I expected you to become Mr Bugdale. Not that I'm complaining mind you." She said, walking up to him in her sexual stride.
"But why?" He asked her, "why give me this ring?"
She smiled. "Why not?" And rested her head on his sculpted chest while gently rubbing his dick with her right hand. "Jonathan - the old Jonathan - was never as passionate as you, in fact he hadn't even looked at me in quite a while, not since I became Becky...."
This took Jonathan by surprise, "wait, you switched bodies with the real Becky Richards! Who did you used to be?" Becky let go of her dick and, standing on her tiptoes, wrapped her arms around his neck, "just some girl from our school nobody ever noticed," she told him. "But I always had a crush on Mr Richards, so I went to this magic store in town and this guy sold me this ring that let me swop bodies with whoever I wanted so....."
"You switched with Becky Richards." Finished Jonathan, he couldn't believe this woman used to go to his school. " it was fun at first," she told him. "Being older with bigger breasts and body most girls dream of having, but after my third orgasm and the switch was permanent, the old Jonathan became lost interest in me and started eying that bimbo from the art department."
"I couldn't switch back so I decided to give the ring to someone else, I'd been watching you for a while now and had seen the way you eyed Mr Bugdale so I thought I would let you have some fun," she planted a kiss on his lips, "I'm so glad you secretly had a hard-on for Mr Richards." She whispered.
"But who did you used to be....." "Shhhh." She said to him, placing her index finger on his lips, "do you want to keep talking, or do you want to fuck your wife?" She asked him. That wasn't a difficult question.
Grinning, Jonathan lifted his wife up in his strong arms and carried her to the bedroom. Though he was still surprised about Becky being behind his "improved" life style, there was no denying that he loved being Jonathan Richards, he loved having his muscles, he loved being married to his wife, and he loved sleeping with her .
Gently dropping her on the bed, Jonathan helped her remove her clothes. Once her panties were off, Jonathan couldn't hold himself any longer and plunged his meaty spear into her gorgeous woman-hood.
Becky opened her mouth to moan but her hunk of a husband shoved his tounge down her throat and began to kiss her.
Their love making went on for hours, causing the bed to shake and hit the wall violently. Eventually, both husband and wife came, causing passionate moans to escape their mouths and soke the bed in their juices.
Panting, Jonathan rolled off of his wife and Becky rested her head on his chest.
"I think we made a bit of a mess!" She joked, panting and looked up at her husband. "So how do you feel?" She asked him.
"Like a man." He replied beaming and looked down at her, "you?"
"Since you came into my life, like a woman." And kissed him on the lips.