What the hell did I just say??! Then I heard Michelle, (me) giggle again! What a ditz but damn she has hormones, and just looking at Jon's muscles is getting me horny right now, in a way I haven't felt since Raoul. I hardly remember ever being Jonathon MacDonald and all I can think about now is how bad I want to suck his awesome dick and go all the way. All the way?? OMG that might mean I'd, I'd...fuck myself or get fucked by myself, or something like that. The thought faded almost faster than it entered my mind...stressless life of a ditz I guess. Jon and I started kissing, passionately, which got progressively steamier until the next thing I know he/she is fucking me/her, hard, very hard. Major orgasm! It's done now, I got fucked by my former self, and loved every minute of it. I feel my new body want to do it again, and felt myself let go of ever wanting to be Jonathon again, instead I wanted him to take care of me. I've got to get back in my (Jonathon's) body before my mind completely disappears, I thought. The ring is still by the case, so I walk over towards it. "What's up honey?" Jonathon asks me. "oh nothing" I reply..."I just want to look at your trophys". As soon as I could slip the ring on, I did. "I wish I were you", I said, looking Jonathon in the eye. Nothing happened. "I wish I were you", I said again. Again, nothing happened. What the heck is going on, why isn't this working? It was then that I noticed one of the stones in the ring had cracked. Oh shit. What now?