I felt like drifting off to sleep, but I couldn’t let myself do that. I was afraid that if I fell asleep I would wake up to find out that none of this had happened. I felt like there were a lot of cool things that I could do with this ring, even if the conditions for using it might become a drag. Naturally, I kept thinking about my transformation. As if the physical part of the change wasn’t enough to deal with, the mental part of it was something else entirely.
In so many ways it felt absolutely like a dream. I was conscious, I knew what was going on and yet everything felt so distant and hazy. But I’d never had a dream where I was someone else. I was always myself in any dream I could ever remember. That’s how I knew I wasn’t dreaming now. I had been someone else. An entirely different person had taken over my body and shared, or rather, controlled, my mind.
I didn’t know quite what to make of Bambi. She did seem like a female version of me in a few ways. She was a bit short-tempered. She was definitely average in intelligence, and therefore she was quick to emphasize she was not dumb. She did seem to enjoy her body, however. And, oh, that body.
Without really noticing, my hands drifted down to my pants. I didn’t take notice as I unbuttoned my jeans and rubbed my cock. I was completely thinking of Bambi’s body. I tried to remember as best I could what it felt like to wear that body. That is, I tried to remember what it felt like to have those tits, to have that ass, to have a slit between my legs instead of a cock. I couldn’t seem to remember exact details. I did remember that it felt good.
Suddenly at this point I realized that I wasn’t rubbing or stroking my cock anymore. I realized that I was actually pushing it into my body. I looked down at myself and saw my hands trying to force my cock inside me somehow. I said aloud, “What the fuck is wrong with me?”
Then to my extreme surprise and slight worry, a familiar voice said, “It looks like you want to be me again.” My hands shot up from my cock and slammed over my mouth. It was Bambi’s voice and I didn’t just hear it in my head. It came out of my mouth.
It was at this point that I noticed my cock was shrinking in size. I also realized that my fingernails were growing longer. I removed my hands from my mouth and I said, “No, this isn’t right. I’m not supposed to do this!”
Immediately Bambi’s voice spoke again, “Well, then, why don’t you stop it?” Her voice sounded both questioning and teasing. It was as if she genuinely wanted to know how I could stop the transformation that had begun, yet somehow knew that I didn’t know how I’d started it and could not stop it.
“I don’t know how,” I admitted. I stood up off the bed. My pants fell down to my ankles to reveal Bambi’s long, smooth legs. My cock had already shrunk to the size of that of a very young boy. “Oh, I’m gonna get in trouble!” I whined. I was legitimately concerned about that. “Why can’t I stop this from happening?”
Bambi’s voice said, “You know why you can’t stop. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything too mischievous. Promise.”
I felt hair tickle my shoulder blades. My cock was sucked up into Bambi’s now present vagina. I felt my chest expand as two breasts tented underneath my shirt. I felt myself slipping away. “You…better…not,” I managed to say. Then I fell backward onto the bed and everything went black.
I woke up feeling a bit dizzy. “Blimey,” I said. “Where am I?” I realized I was laying on a bed looking at a ceiling. “Oh, right, I’m in Joe’s bedroom.” Everything felt a bit odd. I sat up and found meself in Joe’s clothes. Well, sort of. His pants were down around me feet and so me legs and me naughty bits were exposed. I had his shoes and his shirt on.
I looked around the room. It looked as I’d imagined Joe’s room would look. Stuff was laying about everywhere and it seemed a bit dirty. “Typical male,” I said aloud. I figured this was a chance for me to use the ring. “I wish everything in this room was picked up and in order how it’s s’posed to be.” With a flash everything that had been on the floor or hanging over a chair or just not in the right place was gone. I guessed it had all gone to where it should. I wasn’t going to check, though.
I was about to reach down and take off Joe’s shoes until I realized I could just kick ‘em off me feet instead. I stepped out of Joe’s pants and stripped off his shirt. Now I was good and naked again. “Hello, girls,” I said to me titties. I gave ‘em a nice, good squeeze. I didn’t know why, really. I guess I had to make sure they were real. This whole sharing a body thing made me wonder if I was real or not.
It occurred to me that I hadn’t yet seen meself the way the others had. I looked ‘round the room for a mirror, but couldn’t find one. I walked out of the bedroom and headed for the bathroom. Even though I’d never been here before as me, I knew where everything was since I had all of Joe’s knowledge. I found the bathroom door closed. I was about to walk right in but then I stopped. I searched Joe’s memories but could not remember if the bathroom was tidy or not. I didn’t fancy the thought of walking into a disgusting bathroom so I made another wish for it to be perfectly clean and organized.
I waited a few seconds and then walked into the bathroom. Me wish had worked perfectly. Everything was sparkling clean. I turned me attention to the mirror over the sink. I had to do a double take as I caught sight of meself. “Whoa,” I said. “That’s me?” I could see why Allan warned me about going out in public. I’d have lads drooling over me. I don’t mean to sound cocky or what, but I did have these great, big titties and a nice, round ass. But I also had a very pretty face with nice, full lips and pretty eyes. I might stop traffic if I wore the right outfit.
That made me wonder what I should wear right now. I promised Joe I wouldn’t do anything bad. To me that meant I should just stay at the apartment and relax. I didn’t know when or if Joe might decide to be himself again and trigger the change. Even I knew getting caught in public doing that would be just a bit of a problem.
I walked back to Joe’s room and picked up the shirt I’d taken off a few minutes ago. I put it back on. It was large enough that it covered me down to me thighs, even with me titties taking up so much room. Eh. I thought to meself. This’ll do for now, I thought. I headed for the living room. I decided I’d watch the telly for a while. Just as I was about to sit on the couch, there was a very loud knock on the door.