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Alvin was young. 17 and had left school. He travelled from his small, urban town to the big city to try and make something of himself. He as your typical male teenager. Confident that he knew everything and that he could gain the maximum gains from the smallest input. He had a natural build for muscles, so when he was abe to become bigger and stronger than his friends without working out that much, he assumed this translated to everything in his life.

Of course, when he arrived in a city, 100 times the size of his small town, he soon found out the reality. That life was hard and no one was going to give you anything for free. Well, uness your name was Natalie Rogers. She seemed to get everything se wanted and more.

It took no time for Alvin to realise that he needed a job and quickly. It ended up being much harder than he expected so he ended up taking what he could get. A menial job as a mailboy and stockboy in one of the many nameless office buildings in the downtown area. He found the whole experience somewhat intimidating to start with, which didn't help him. He became somewhat reserved and was viewed as the dumb country yokel.

This left Alvin in a Catch 22. He was already labelled as someone that wouldn't go any further than his current role, but was kept so busy in that role that he never had the opportunity to look for, let alone find another job.

Alvin's boss Joe, was a grumpy old man, but had a lite bit of a soft spot for Alvin. He tried to make his job a bit easier. Suggested some night courses, but some of the Executives made sure that the good Joe dod, was well and truly overwhelmed with the shit they gave poor Alvin. None was worse than Natalie Rogers. Natalie was a 30 year old, up and coming Vice President of the company. She loved lording her power over every man in the building. From her fellow Executives and VP's, right down to poor, miserable Alvin.

No matter what steps Joe took to protect Alvin from having to deal with Miss Rogers, Natalie ensured that Alvin would have to come to her for something. When he did, she made a point of humiliating him. She did think he was a fantastic physical specimen, but also knew he was just another meathead from the wop-wops. Still, Natalie thought she might be able to have some serious fun with him.

One day, Natalie called Alvin to her office and mentioned that a package would be arriving that afternoon for her. Alvin was to retrieve the package from the mailroom and bring it to her at her apartment. Natalie's assistant would give him the address and he was not to be late. Alvin was so nervous, he didn't even realise that Natalie hadn't given him a time so how could he know if he's be late or not.

Later that day, just after mid afternoon, Natalie's precious package came. Joe was aware of what was going on and felt bad for Alvin, but hoped he'd at least get a little enjoyment out of it. Joe had seen Natalie do this with other young, handsome male employees. Alvin wasn't as 'pretty' as he usual victims, but he did have a well built body. "Take a company car and just return it when you come in tomorrow morning." Joe said and tossed some keys to Alvin. Alvin took the small package and headed out with the directions to Natalie's.

When he arrived at Natalie's high end apartment building, a valet parked the car and the doorman directed him up to Natalie's apartment with a little smirk. Alvin knocked when he arrived at her penthouse apartment, and heard Natalie tell him to come in as the door was open. Alvin entered the utter opulence and walked towards the back of the apartment. There, near the balcony, was Natalie Rogers. Dressed in what appeared to be only a shimmering nightgown and a pair of mule heeled slippers. Alvin couldn't help but get a little hard just looking at her, and Natalie noticed and gave him a devilish smile.

"Do you like what you see Allan?", she said.

"Uhhh, it's umm, Alvin, ma'am.", Alvin said, a bit embarrassed.

"Oh, yes, Alvin. I must remember that. Maybe you can call out your name later?" Natalie said with a melodic little laugh.

"I'm, ummm, not sure what you mean ma'am?", Alvin said.

"Jesus! Do I look like an old maid to you?", Natalie said, opening her gown and showing her beautiful body and firm, perfect tits. "Stop calling me ma'am. For this evening, you can call me Natalie, or whatever other name might be appropriate." There was that devilish smile again.

"Now, Alvin my dear, take off your clothes and let's have a little look at what I'm going to be working with." SHe said.

"Ummm, pardon?", he said.

"For gods sake Alvin! Stop with the Umm, umm, every two seconds and take your god damn clothes off. I'm going to have to show you how to be a bit more assertive. Now give me my package and strip so I can see the other package you're going to give me." and with that, Natalie snatched the small package out of Alvin's hand.

Alvin quickly began to strip and his rock hard cock soon betrayed what he really thought of Natalie's sexy body. She turned around with a large smile on her face. "Yes, that will do. That will do just fine.", she said. She took Alvin's hand, stretched it out, then grab his cock firmy before using her other hand to slide a simple looking ring onto his finger.

In an instant, Alvin was suddenly looking at himself and felt something large in his dainty little hand. His own face now smirked back at him, exactly like Natalie had only moments before. He saw his old hand grab his now dainty hand and start rubbing it up and down his own shaft, tat was no longer attached to him. Instead of the usual hardness he would feel in his crotch, he suddenly felt a dampness in his crotch, and watched his new nipples pearl out to be almost as hard as his former cock was.

Natalie, in Alvin's body, quickly dropped the robe off of her old body and moved Alvin towards the balcony. There she turned her old body around, turned Alvin around and pressed her former tits firmly against the glass. From there she used Alvin's feet to spread her former legs, then pulled her former ass back until she could comfortably slide Alvin's cock, gently, but firmly into her old body. The moan that Alvin let out in her voice made her smirk once more.

For the rest of the afternoon, the evening and well into the night, Natalie made a point of doing anything and everything to her body with Alvin and his magnificent cock. She knew she had completely broken him when it took very little to get him onto her former knees with his own dick in his new mouth. When she had finally spent all of Alvin;s stamina, and there was an abundance of it, she fell asleep next to her own body, which hadn't stopped trembling.

It was still fairly early in the morning when a man clearing his throat woke Natalie with a start. She looked up to see Andre, the daytime doorman for her apartment standing there. "Good morning sir! I believe you need to shower quickly and leave!", he said rather tersely before dropping a fresh towel and soap and turning to the bedroom door. As he reached it he turned back and said, "Mistress Natalie has instructed me that you are to have the company car back and be at work on time this morning. There will be no excuses. I'll expect you downstairs in ten minutes where the car will be waiting. I suggest you are not tardy!", and with that he turned and walked out of the apartment.

Natalie took a quick look around and noticed a few things. firstly, the ring was missing from her finger. Her phone was nowhere to be seen, nor was her body. It didn't take her long to realise that her purse, car keys and favourite work outfit and heels were also missing. That son of a bitch, she thought. What does he think he's going to do? My job? Oh just wait til I get there. He'll rue the day he tried to pull shit like this. 

She quickly jumped in the shower, thought about rubbing one out while she was there (yes, she was hard, AGAIN) but knew how serious Andre was. Plus she wanted to confront Alvin about his very large mistake. As she drove the company car to the office, she wondered if she shouldn't embarrass Alvin a bit before she demanded her body back? Maybe sexwith one of the old bags at work, WHILE at work. Or even better? One of the old men. She knew a few of them liked younger men. Yeah, she didn't mind some back door action as a women, did she? SHe was finding it hard to remember.

When she pulled into the parking lot, she was surprised that she knew where to take the car to park. She as absolutely stunned when she was barred from entering the building by security. Apparently a very distraught 'Natalie' had arrived early to speak to HR. She had said that 'Alvin' had shown up as requested, then forced himself on her. She didn't want to press charges, but wanted him fired. IMMEDIATELY. Alvin's former manager suggested that 'Alvin' leave the building without incident or he WOULD call the police.

Natalie didn't know what to do and never felt this much panic in her life. She quickly walked away and didn't look back. She made her way to a park nearby, sat n a bench and began to cry.

"Now, a big strong man like you shouldn't be sittin here crying. What would people think?" she heard a familiar voice say. Her voice. She turned to see her own face, with a far too familiar smirk on it looking back at her from the next bench. She immediately jumped up and went to attack her old body.

"Ah, ah ah! Now I wouldn't do that if I were you!". Alvin said in her honey sweet voice while pointing a can of pepper spray at his old face. Natalie stopped in her tracks.  "Now, here's what's going to happen. I'm going to spend the next little while as the incredibly bitchy Natalie Rogers. When I can either find a good deal for myself, or move enough of your money to a seperate account that I can relax for awhile, then I'll think about giving you your body back. I was going to ask you for help, but I don;t want you near, fucking things up. I've noticed that the longer I was you last night, the more I could remember about your life, your kob, even being a little girl. The fact that your body orgasms as much and as hard as it does was a real bonus too. Now fuck off Alvin. When I'm ready I'll call or text you.", and with that, Alvin stood up, twirled like a pro on his stiletto, and walked away.

A couple months later, Natalie had had to move. She found she couldn't keep a job. Not because she could remember her old life and it was beneath her, but rather because she was still miserable about losing her body. She had used Alvin's body as a male escort more than a few times, even once or twice with men, but it didn't bring in the money she thought it would. She was now in a studio apartment with very little furniture and a burning in her groin she couldn't afford to get checked out. It was 9am and she was already drunk. Then her phone beeped.

She had made sure to always have her phone bill paid, so that wen she heard form the real Alvin, she could go running. She immediately recognised her old number and opened the text message. There was a message from Alvin, or rather Natalie. It appeared that, as 'she' put it, "all bets were off". Alvin had chosen to stay as Natalie, to the point that she had thrown the rings away to be sure.

"Al of the doormen here have your picture and security at work is still keeping an eye out for you in case you try to get back in. I'd suggest you make the best of it and start fresh. Maybe go home you oaky from miskoky. ( with an lol and a laughing emoji). "This will be the last message you receive from me, and my new boyfriend is taking me away for a month. Do you think he'll like my new shoes?", was the last thing the new Natalie had written before a pic came through on Alvin's phone. It was Natalie's old body, with Alvin looking radiant in it. She burst into tears. What was she going to do now?

She did have to admit though. 'Natalie's' new shoes did look fabulous!