"Mmmmmmm! That feels incredible baby!" Stacey said, enjoying the feel of the morning blow job.
"OMG! What the hell am I doing? Why am I letting mom do this, and more imprtantly, why aren't I stopping her?" Stacey was currently laying back in her parent's bed, her hands behind her head, her eyes closed, enjoying what had become a regular morning routine. The problem was, it wasn't exactly her eyes that were closed, but rather her father's as she was current;y in her father's body, while her mother slid her warm, wet lips up and down her fathers rock hard cock, or rather Stacey's rock hard cock, since it was Stacey currently in control of it, or not in control, depending how you looked at it.
Stacey was a cute,over achieving teenager. She had always been proud of her academic achievements. Constantly at the top of her class without even trying. Something she apparently took after her father in. Her mother was lovely,and so caring, but happy being a stay at home mom, with limited interests. Her father, on the other hand, was the Chief Financial Officer at a top investment firm, pulling in more than enough money to support his family and an abundance of interests,from classic cars, to collecting sports paraphernalia to owning racing horses and a dozen other interests in between.
Stacey's problem was, that although she had her fathers smarts, she was as shy as her mother,if not moreso. She longed to be as outgoing as her dad. To be popular at school. Especially with the boys. She figured she could be just as pretty as the popular girls, but every time she tried to dress, or do her make up like them, she became to embarrassed, wiped it off, put her conservative clothes back on, and went to school with her head down.
Being smart, she was involved in a number of extra curricular activities, including doing extra credit and learning at a tech company, owned by her fathers company. While there, she overheard someof the scientists talking about a device that switched peoples minds. Apparently there was one or two small problems but other than that, it had worked perfectly. Stacey didn't hear what the probems were, but she didn't care. First chance she got, she snuck the device out of the lab and took it home.
As she sat there, looking at the small device, she tried to figure who to swap with? One of the popular girls at school? Maybe Rebecca? She was the Queen Bee. Top of the social circle and more than a little bit of a self centred bitch. She could have any boy she wanted then, and Rebecca was rich too, so her quality of living wouldn't go down. No! Not Rebecca. Stacey's own grades would bottom out, as although a real beauty, Rebecca was dumb as a rock and would destroy Stacey's future inside of a day.
As she was thinking, her father, Tim, walked in. "Hey princess! How was tour day? Whatcha got there?", he said.
Stacey went to hide the device, but realised that it was too late. Dad had seen it and there was no hiding it from him now. Then a devilish thought crossed her mind. What about her dad? Sure it would be gross to be in his body for awhile, but it might be worth it? He'd make her popular inside an hour with his outgoing personality. Everyone loved her dad. Plus, she'd get to enjoy all the things he enjoyed. Well maybe not the Cuban cigars or his date nights with mom, but the other stuff. She smirked and thought, why not?
What Stacey didn't know was that her dad had recognised the device and wondered if his daughter knew what it was and how he could convince her to use it with him?
"Daddy? Have you ever wondered what it's like to be somebody else? To be another person and live their life?" Stacey asked.
"Of course pumpkin. Hasn't everyone?", he responded. Feigning ignorance. He liked where the conversation was going and wondered if this would be easier than he thought.
"What about being a woman, or a girl? Ever thought about that?",she tested.
Tim let out a deep belly laugh. "Well your mom is always telling me I wouldn't last 5 minutes as a woman, so it would be fun to prove her wrong." "It can't be this easy, can it?", Tim thought with an internal smile.
"Daddy? What if I told you this little device could switch our minds? what do you think? Would you do it,or would you be too scared?" Stacey goaded. She knew her dad wasn't scared of anything, but thought his pride might push him to try it.
Tim just laughed inside. He thought his little princess was far more beautiful than she let anyone see and often thought if he could just spend a week in her body, he could show the world what her physical potential was. He was concerned about the issues with the device. He knew everything about it. In fact, he had thought more than once of using it to swap with his daughter, or even have some fun with his wife. Lord knows their sex life could be spiced up. The problems were that the longer you stayed swapped, the more you accepted your host body and the more you wanted to stay in it forever. The other issue was that is seriously increased both bodies labido. Tim figured he could avoid having sex in his daughter's body as he did NOT want anyone's dick inside him under ANY circumstance.
He decided right there. Why the hell not. Even for a day or two, it would be fun. "You must be trying to trick your old man sweety. Prove that it works!", he said. Pretending that he didn't know it worked. Stacey quickly set it up and in a quick flash, they found themselves looking at themselves.
That was just over a week ago. It appeared that the effects were a little more pronounced than Tim expected, and poor Stacey had no clue.
The first morning after the swap, Stacey jumped when she felt her mother grab her morning wood. She managed to discourage her mother, but she wasn't sure what was more upsetting? How bad she felt that her mom felt she had done something wrong, or how disappointed she was not to let her continue. She found she could, with a little work, access portions of her dad's memory and was grossed out to realise that this was their regular morning routine. The second morning, she convinced herself she didn't want her mom feeling upset, so pretended to quietly wake up,while her mother slowly placed Stacey's new, very hard, very large cock in her mouth. The sensation was electric!
Without realising it, Stacey found herself gripping her mothers hair and helping her work her mouth up and down the hard shaft. She found herself smiling when her new cock exploded into her mother's mouth, and with a satisfied sigh, her mother swallowed it all. It felt like she had pumped a gallon of her cum into her mom's mouth, so she was impressed that her mom hadn't spilled a drop.
Stacey found dropping into her dad's life fairly easy. She used the accessed memories to flawlessly pass for him in every aspect of his life, from his high profile, heavy workload, to being out with the boys, to even adding a few items to her dad's collections he knew he was after. The best part by far though was the morning blow jobs. They had kept Stacey distracted to the point that she didn't notice the changes her father had made in her appearance and Tim had made sure to stay out of the way so that he could complete his transformation.
Tim found Stacey's life easy to maintain. Her school work was a walk in the park, and the first few days, with his outgoing demeanour in control, he had quickly increased Stacey's popularity. It didn't take long for the popular girls to notice and take Tim under their wing. Helping to outfit Tim's new body, one he quickly found out was far sexier than Stacey had ever let on. The first couple of days, Tim had masterbated to the thought of how gorgeous and sexy his borrowed body was, but by the third or fourth day,he didn't even realise that he was now still masturbating, but to thoughts of some of his male classmates.
He had quickly raised his daughter, or rather himself to the top of his school's social status, and as well as being a brain, "Stacey" was now one of the most popular girls in school. Even when Stacey's mind began to take more control, Tim had already gotten used to the allure of his bodies new status. All the attention that Dylan, the cutest boy in school had been giving him, made the increased labido accelerate Tim's acceptance of his new life. He hadn't thought about switching back for a day or two now.
As Stacey grunted and pumped another load of her warm cum into her moms mouth, she got to thinking how tonight was going to feel. His daughter was going to a party with her new friends, so he had planned to have a romantic evening with his wife, culminating in a wild night of love making. He was almost ready for round two just thinking about it. But wait! Wasn't he really a girl? His own daughter? Things were so fuzzy.
After getting out of the shower and putting his best suit on, Stacey went into her old room, where the memory of who she really was became a little stronger at the back of his mind. He looked at his daughter, leaning back on her bed. Her new plaid skirt was a little short, wasn't it. The purple tights were a nice touch, but what was she thinking wearing those ridiculous heels to school. She did look bloody good though, especially with her make up done perfectly. Is this what he could have looked like all of this time? He gave his head a shake to try and clear it.
"Something wrong daddy?", Tim said in his most innocent voice.
"Ummm, no pumpkin.Just don't remember you ever really dressing like this. I hope you aren't giving the boys the wrong impression?"
Tim laughed to himself as he smiled. "Of course not daddy. I'm a good girl. Pure and innocent" she said with a giggle. "I better get going. Rebecca and the girls will be here soon to pick me up. Have a good day daddy and don't work too hard.", Tim said as he kissed his old cheek and skipped out the door in his heels like a pro.
Stacey felt reassured a bit as she seemed to remember that her daughter was still a virgin. How did she know that? Oh well, it wasn't import and, and with that Stacey grabbed her car keys and headed out the door, not realising that after tonight's party, her old body wouldn't be so pure and innocent any more.
I'm not usually one for personality loss but you did it well here.
ReplyDeletewell written, poorgirl losig all those years. Nice touch with the memory swaap as well
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