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 The Change Week - Part One by yourspecialfriend A weird phenomenon sweeps
the nation, turning every man into a woman and everyone woman into a man.
Robbie discovers the strange pleasures of being a woman while his wife
takes care of a couple of friends.

   The Change Week - Part One



   The Change swept suddenly throughout the nation.  We knew it was coming,
the blaring news reports had prepped everyone, "GENDER SWAP IMMINENT"
although they had been less precise about the cause.  Some had reacted to
the news with panic, others with mild indifference, most open curiosity or
mild irritation at the disruption.

   Even with preparation the raw shock of waking up in a different body was
hard to handle.  I awoke suddenly, in the bed I share with my wife Nora. 
Sun streamed in through the windows as I glanced over at Nora.  Her normal
round curves had been transformed into a burly strong man with a soft jaw
and thick muscular legs.  Nora's hair now short dark and curly bunched
tightly on his head.  Shaking my head, I noticed the thick red curls
cascading over my shoulders.  Looking down, I could see my full breasts and
curves of my hips.  My broad shoulders remained, but with hips and breasts
to match.  I grinned.  I had been looking forward to this.

   First thing, I reached over and ran my hand lightly across Nora's chest
and stomach before grasping his cock.  Nora arched her back and let out a
low groan.  The excitement jolted through me and I could feel myself
getting tingly.  We didn't have much time before work, so I quickly started
stroking him, first slow then fast.  Nora had never felt such intense
concentrated stimulation, he turned this way and that as I pumped and
pumped until he erupted, gasping, over the sheets and my hand.  I gave him
a naughty smile and planted a kiss on Nora's lips.

   "So that's what its like for a man!" My wife beamed.  I grinned.  "Off
to the shower with you, we've got to get ready for work."

   Luckily, one of Nora's old bras fit me, so I was able to cobble together
a pair of her black lacy panties, some tight yoga pants, a camisole, her
black lacy bra and a jacket.  The clothes were ill-fitting and would
probably get my female coworkers sent home from the insurance agency if
they wore it any other day but it was the best of my options.  My legs were
still much longer than my wife's, gender swap not withstanding.

   Nora had an easier time.  Belting my pants to her square build, he
rolled up the sleeves on my usual button up shirts and was ready to go.

   "Remember, go slow." I cautioned my wife as we carpooled to work.  "We
have a whole week like this, let's not go nuts the first day." He gave me a
wolfish grin, looking suddenly predatory on his now male face.  As a woman,
Nora was bisexual.  She had settled for me, a goofy guy, when we got
married but we both knew she was eager to sleep with a woman.  We had made
an agreement that this week was anything goes.  Or at least for her, well
now him.  Nora was occasionally jealous and hadn't really sorted out her
feelings on whether I could sleep around.  I had politely agreed to talk
about it after the Change took affect.

   The insurance company was in a mild state of panic.  As an office of all
women, the Change led to an office of surly disoriented guys in clothes
that were too big or too small for them, giving more the impression of the
morning after a frat party than a professional environment.  I slipped in,
relatively unnoticed in my large jacket and quietly answered emails. 
Erica, my coworker, had been transformed into a tall, viking-esque man clad
in rather well dockers that rode high on his legs, showing white socks and
beat up tennis shoes.

   "Where did you find shoes that fit?" I asked, the first words we had
spoken all morning.  He shot me a glance, we had been warm friends before
the change but neither one of us was chatty in the morning.

   "I hit the Goodwill on the drive in." I smiled and stood to grab paper
from the cabinet.  I felt the warmth of his gaze shift to my bottom, full
in the yoga pants.  He gave an awkward cough and shuffled some papers at
his desk.  I look over my shoulder and see him shifting in his seat to hide
his erection.  I smile to myself and return to work.

   ***

   After work, Nora and I planned to meet up at Sarah and Tobias' for games
and to see how they were dealing with the gender day.  Sarah was Nora's
sister, and Tobias her husband.  They lived a few blocks away from our
house and we regularly spent time together.

   I was confused at the tall slender woman who answered their door.  She
stood a good half a foot taller than me, with short cropped black hair a
slight frame and an awkward half smile.  Tobias was dressed in a loose
fitting black t-shirt and jeans that had obviously once been Sarah's held
up by a belt.  His lanky thin frame had been preserved but the pixie cut
and clothing transformed her from scrawn fry boy at a local cafe into
sultry emo chick.  "Come on in.  Matt and Mikala are already here."
Curiosity piqued I pushed on inside their house, Nora stumbling slightly
over his now large feet, following behind me.  Nora, not missing a chance,
gives Tobias a big hug, his hands roaming slightly over her slender form.

   I had wondered how the Change would affect Nora's sexuality.  Tobias
looked like just her type, small breasts, short dykish hair, the kind of
girl Nora would all over most days but had turning male altered her tastes?
It certainly had mine, but then again, I was straight.

   If there ever was a person who looked prepared for the Change, it was
Matt.  Standing five foot four, she had a full head of blonde straight
hair, pouty lips and I'll be damned if she didn't dig up some hoop
earrings. She was wearing tight fitting jeans (Mikala's?) and a
form-fitting t-shirt stretched over some sizeable breasts.  She was
standing in the middle of the room, downing a full cup of something I
suspected was hard alcohol.

   Mikala was sprawled out on one of the couches, his arms resting on the
back looking up at Matt with a stupefied grin on her face.  Wavvy light
brown hair fell over her intense eyes.  He wore a huskies sweatshirt and a
baggy pair of jeans.  By the way he was listing about, I could tell that
she and Matt pre-funked for our party.  He looked awkwardly like a
high-school stoner.

   Sarah was mixing drinks in the kitchen, a big smile on his suddenly
masculine features.  The change and brought a handsome mix sandy blonde
hair and broad shoulders, turning Sarah into a vague resemblance of the
frat boys that sometimes fill up the dive bars when the university is in
session.

   Sarah handed me a drink and complemented my outfit, his laugh sounded
full and his hands were warm when they touched mine to hand me the drink.
It was strong and burned on the way down.  I wondered if this body would be
more or less resistant to alcohol.  Sarah shared a conspiratorial grin and
leaned into my ear, "Tobias didn't want to do anything this morning in the
new bodies, said it felt wrong, but I've been feeding him drinks all
night," He grinned, his gruff male voice at odds with Sarah's normal
lilting cadence.  "He is pretty drunk already, who knows what might happen
later." I laughed, "Could you sound more rapey?" Sarah grimaced slightly,
"I just want to know what it would feel like on this end." "Same here." I
said, suddenly quite aware of how close he was to me.  I could feel that
familiar tingling sensation.  Sarah was handsome, breathtakingly so, my
mind wandering to Nora's face earlier today.  I wondered what Sarah's face
would look like if I did the same thing.

   "Nora and I didn't get a chance to do much this morning.  I got him off
but that was about it." Sarah looked surprised.  "Really?  Like with your .
. ." I gave him what I hoped was a flirty grin, "With my hands but I'm
eager to see what else I can do.  Or can be done to me." I smiled and
walked over to the couches, swaying my hips.  I was amused to see Sarah
struggle with his jeans before sitting down, the new erection obviously
giving him some discomfort.

   Nora and Matt had already cornered Tobias and were peppering her with
questions and flirty glances.  Occasionally, Nora would look over his
glasses at Matt and share a conspiratorial smirk.  Something was going on
there, I was sure, but it would come out in the game.  I shuffled the cards
and spread them out around the cup of liquor.  Mikala perked up as we
refilled his drink for the game of kings cup.

   I started, tossing my reddish curls over my shoulder, I drew a ten,
categories and we were off to the races.

   * * *

   "Matt and Tobias and you, Robbie." Sarah dolled out the drinks to all
the women in the room.  Looking around, I was thankful he didn't include
Mikala who was definitely a bit out of it, looking around the room, eyes
drifting this way and that.  The pot had hit him hard, while it just made
me very horny.  Matt, Tobias and Nora were on the big couch, Tobias
sandwiched between the two of them, Nora's arm draped across the back of
the couch, almost touching Tobias's slender shoulders.  Tobias was
alternately too loud and too quiet while Nora seemed mostly in control of
herself.

   Matt drew a question, turning to me he asked, "Who's bra are you
wearing? I know Tobias isn't wearing one . . ." "Hey!" Tobias shouted. 
Nora turned to him, "Really?" She asked with a knowing smile, reaching for
his chest.  "Go ahead," Tobias said, sticking his chest out.  "They aren't
mine." I looked over at Sarah who had a surprised look on her face.  Nora
gently stroked Tobias's breast and I swear he gave the smallest of shivers
in delight.

   "Well?" Said Matt, still learing in my direction.  "It was one of Nora's
old lacy ones." I explained, pulling my camisole over to show the strap.

   "Prove it." said Matt.  Suddenly Sarah and Mikala perked up, fixing
their gaze upon me.  I stood and reached up the back of my shirt, twisting
this way, then that, before completely removing my bra without every taking
off my shirt.  I handed it to Matt and took a bow.

   "Bravo!" said Mikala.  "That is not easy to do." It was my turn and I
drew a new rule.  "Tobias, I bet you are way more flexible now." He swung
his oval face towards me, looking slightly suspicious.  "Maybe.  Why?" "I
bet you can touch your ankles to your head for two minutes." Tobias grinned
and made to stand up.  Nora gave him a push to help, squeezing his tight
little butt on the way up, Tobias didn't seem mind or notice.  Sarah made
room on the other side of the coffee table as he stretched out and began
putting his legs up in the air.  There was a ripping noise.

   "Did you just . . ." Sarah began, slightly exasperated.  "Sweetie, I
might have just ripped your pants." The whole room disintegrated into
laughter.  "Don't worry about it, honey, they were already ripped." "I'm
sorry!" Tobias echoed again.  "I'll go upstairs and change."

   Seizing an opportunity, I spoke up.  "Hey, you could just do the
challenge without pants, there's probably more room upstairs.  Nora, Matt,
you guys go make sure she does it." Matt cackled and began following Tobias
up the stairs.  Nora paused and looked at me, "Do you mean . . ." I gave
her a warm seductive smile, "Go for it." She gave a big grin and raced up
after the two women.

   "Is it my turn?" Mikala asks, lolling back towards the cards.  "We don't
need to wait, we can keep going." I reassured.  Sarah was looking after the
staircase.  "Everything okay?" I ask.

   Sarah looks back at me and suddenly I'm aware of how my breasts quiver
with each breath since I took off my bra.  "I just hope that nothing . . .
well, I was hoping to get some . ." I step in and delicately sit on Sarah's
lap.  "I'm sure they will be fine.  We are still playing down here." "Take
off your top!" Mikala holds an ace, a rule making card, aloft pointing at
me.  I glance down at Mikala's pants where they are obviously tented from
his hard cock.  Looking Sarah in the eyes, I say, "I'll do you one better."

   I stood and pulled the camisole over my head, letting my full breasts
pop free, their round nipples erect in the evening air.  There was a
muffled gasp from upstairs followed by some giggling but neither Mikala nor
Sarah's eyes moved from my chest.

   "How about I give you each a blowjob?  Let's let you feel what guys
feel. It would be our little secret." I smiled, arching my back.  "Yes
please!" Mikala said, a little too loudly as she reached down and unzipped
her pants.  Rhythmic gasping began upstairs along with an unmistakably male
groan.  Sarah looked back and me, "Yes, let's do it."

   I knelt in front of Mikala and ran my hands under his shirt and up his
abs.  His cock, already out of his boxers and jeans, was a short thick
member with a dense patch of dark pubic hair above it.  Grasping it
elicited a moan from Mikala as I began flicking the head with my tongue. 
After a little licking, I take the whole cock in my mouth.  Mikala gasps,
lifting his hips off the couch.  I begin pumping with my hand while
swirling my tongue around the cock.  Faster and faster I go.  "Yes, yes,
yes!" Mikala moans, louder and louder.  I can feel his body tensing as I
jack his thick cock up and down, sucking as hard as I can.  "AAAGHH!" He
cries out, his hips lifting off the couch.  He erupts, filling my mouth
with his hot, sticky cum.  I swallow, frantically, choking it all down as
Mikala tangles his fingers in my curls, holding my head there till he was
done.  Finally, I come up for air, looking up at the blissful grin on
Mikala's face.  "Was it good?" "Oh god, no wonder Matt's always asking for
that." Mikala laid his head back softly on the armrest, content.  The whole
event had gotten me quite excited, my pussy already damp and my heart
racing.

   I looked over at Sarah, she had watched the whole sequence intently, I
realized my yoga pants were probably giving her an incredible view.  A wet
repeatative slapping sound drifted down from upstairs with mingled cries
but Sarah remained unfazed.  I crawled over towards him on my hands and
knees.  I picked up my drink and took a swig, washing down the rest of
Mikala's gift.

   "You ready?" I said, trying for a seductive wink.  "If you don't want
to, you don't have to." Sarah deferred.  I looked over at Mikala who had
his eyes closed and was turned towards the couch.  "You said you were
curious," I stood up all the way.  "Would you like to find out what all of
it feels like?  I know I would." Sarah considered for a moment, as an
inarticulate gasp of "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!" came down the stairs in Matt's
voice.

   "Fuck it.  Let's do it!" I rolled down my yoga pants and stepped out of
my panties.  Sarah's eyes were fixed on the trimmed patch of red curls
covering my pussy.  I straddled his legs and sat down, rubbing my bare
cooch into his jeans and the straining cock beneath them.  I kissed Sarah,
a full, righteous kiss.  He moaned, deep in his throat and something
flipped in side Sarah.

   He pressed his arm into my side, spilling me next to him on the couch.
He kissed my neck so hard I gasped as his hands roved my body.  I could
feel myself opening to him, wet and willing.  I reached down and unzipped
his pants, letting them fall around his ankles.  He reached down and guided
himself into my wet depths and in a single thrust, he was inside me.  He
stretched me but it felt so good to finally have a cock inside me.  "Oh! 
Oh!  Oh!" I gasped with every thrust.  I could see his face, clenched tight
with pleasure, red and heaving as he rode me hard.  I arched my back and
used my legs to hold him tighter and tighter.  "Give it to me!  Give it to
me!" Sarah turned and almost threw me to the ground.  I knew what he
wanted. I got on my hands and knees and he plowed into me from behind.  His
hot hands grasped my hips as his moans increased.  "Yes!  Yes, fuck yes!"
He pounded into me as I clenched, my pussy dripping and hips undulating.  I
felt him straining above me, harder and faster, my mouth open in a
soundless cry.  I felt him thrust and then warmth and wetness flowed into
me, squirt after squirt until Sarah groaned and collapsed on some of me,
our bodies heaving.

   I drifted back from bliss to the sounds of some sort of climax upstairs,
the thumping had gotten louder and finished with mutual cries.  I looked
over, Mikala was curled up on the couch and Sarah was passed out on top of
me.  I slide out from underneath his arm, grabbed my nearby shirt and
pulled it on.  Tiptoeing upstairs, I peek into the bedroom.  Tobias is
completely naked, sprawled in nearby chair - light bruises cover his neck
and bare breasts - nipples pointing like arrows to the sky.  Some of his
dark hair is matted with cum, a slight smile plays on Tobias's lips.

   Nora's burly body is stretched out on his back.  Without reaching for
his glasses, he looks at me as I poke my head in, his face nearly hidden by
Matt's curls.  Matt is curled up, cat-like, straddling Nora.  His cock lies
limp between Matt's legs, obviously drained, her pussy still dripping with
cum.

   "Is everything alright?" Nora nods, unwilling to wake her companions. 
"I had fun too.  Meet you back at the house." I tip-toe back downstairs to
see Sarah just beginning to get up.  A look of mild embarrassment drifts
across her face but her eyes quickly flick towards the stairs behind me. 
"Did they . . . .  do it?"

   "All three of them by the looks of it." I answer, suddenly aware of the
full length of my legs as Sarah looks at me.  "I bet they got a bit carried
away . . .  like we did." "Sorry about that." Sarah said, his face an odd
mix of shame and pride.  I quickly shake my head.  "No no, I had fun." I
giggle, a strange girlish sound that shakes my chest.

   Sarah still looks dazed, his mind trying to catch up with what happened.
I know that he wants to walk upstairs and confront his husband for sleeping
with someone but he also is having trouble looking me in the eyes.  His
eyes drift down to my full chest, stretching my shirt.  I catch his gaze.
"If you want another round, you can just ask." I smile and walk right up to
him, kissing him full on the lips.  Sarah pulls his warm arms around me,
savoring my lips.  I gently push him down onto the couch, reaching for his
hard cock, slowly stroking it to attention.  "You just can't get enough." I
smile, putting my knees on either side of his legs.  "Well, let's see what
I can do to get you drained." I reach down, aiming him straight towards my
already wet slit.  Slowly, I impale myself on his thick firm cock.  He lets
out a low groan.  I rock my hips forward, grinding him inside me.  I slowly
begin to build up tempo, sliding up and down, driving him deeper into me
till I am filled to the hilt.  Sarah buries his face into my breasts as I
start to let out a cry, "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" Building louder and louder. 
The couch shakes as I ride him up and down,my breath coming in gasps.  I
slam down on him, feeling his full cock fill me up.  "Ugh, ugh, ugh." Sarah
grunts, his hands grabbing and squeezing my hips, forcing me down harder
and hard.  I can feel the crescendo building inside, a wave of pleasure, my
whole body taut.  "OH FUCK!  FUCK YES!  AHH!" Sarah cries out as jet after
jet of hot cum pumps into me.  I push down, shoving his pumping cock deep
inside my pussy.  He coats my insides, filling me up with every drop.  He
quivers underneath me, straining and tense, before letting out a deep sigh
and sinking back into the couch.

   My heart is racing but there is nothing left to do, I slip off of
him,standing up and running my hand through my curls.  I feel his hot cum
dripping down the inside of my thighs as I catch my breath.  My nipples jut
out, still painfully hard and my face is flushed.

   "Sorry, did you get off?" I shake my head and hu looks apologetic, I
shrug.  "It was exciting though.  Thank you." Sarah looks guilty for a
moment, I lean down and give him a full and deep kiss.  His cock twitches a
few times but lies still.  "Looks like I did my job right." I say.  Sarah
gives a big satisfied sigh.  "That you did." I grin.

   I look over at Mikala.  He is laying on his side, watching us intently.
His pants are around his ankles and his bulky hand is wrapped around his
firm thick cock, slowly jacking it.  "Did you enjoy the show?" He smiles,
"Wow, I've never seen two people have sex, you know, in real life." I
smile. "That was really hot." I reach up and tweak my erect nipple, rolling
my shoulders back.  Mikala's hand begins to move faster.

   A thrill runs through my body, I feel drunk, delirious with the hormones
raging through this body.  I sit down on the floor of the living room and
spread my legs for Mikala, showing my pussy still wet and dripping with
Sarah's cum.  "How about some sloppy seconds?"

   "God damn, I need you." Mikala lurches forward, stumbling slightly as
she kneels between my legs.  I lean back, my legs spread.  He leans over
me, he scruffy black hair hanging down over his eyes.  I look down his firm
chest, as he fumbles between my legs.  If I'm going to be a slut, I might
as well lay back and . . .  "Agh!" He forces his way inside me, it feels
like a soda can was crammed into my pussy.  "FUCK!" Was it that thick when
I sucked his cock earlier?  His thick cock stretches my insides, I roll my
hips, desperately trying to find a way to accommodate his massive organ,
but Mikala is unawares.  He pulls back and begins slamming me.  "Oh!  Oh!
Oh!  Oh fuck!" I shout as the force of his hips slides my body helplessly
forward along the rug.  "So wet, so tight!" Mikala grunts through clenched
teeth.  "I'm going to take that pussy and use it." I felt helpless, utterly
at his mercy.  Rolling my head back, I can dimly see Sarah fisting his now
hard cock in his hand.  Aroused again?  Does something about the change
give these men a never-ending stamina or are they just constantly this
aroused as women but I don't see it.  Mikala pauses in his assault, leaving
me gasping.  He reaches down, grabbing by legs and slides my ankles on his
shoulders.  "FUCK!" He cock feels like it splits me in two as he plunges
deep inside me, in hard fast strokes.  "So deep!Ah ah ah AH AGHH!!" Mikala
screams as I clutch my breasts, his cock pumping inside of my already
drenched pussy.  He pulls out slight and squirt after squirt coats my cum
drenched body, splattering my stomach and chest.

   He lifts himself off of me and I set my legs back on the ground.  Sarah
is still frantically fisting her cock and I can see that she is close. 
Might as well be the slut they want me to be.  I roll over on my hands and
knees till I'm right in front of her, push her hand away and inhale that
cock.  Using both hands, I pump on it, trying to surpress my gag reflex as
I push his long cock deep into my throat.

   "Yes!  Yes!  Yes!  Yes!  Oh god Robbieeeee!" Sarah moans, straining in
his seat for release.

   His balls jump, his body tense, I jack it frantically as the first
squirt goes deep into my mouth.  I come up for air as he cums on my checks,
hair and chest like sizzling hot wax.

   "Thank you." Sarah sighs meekly.  I look over at Mikala who is laying
contentedly on the couch.  "Yeah, thank you." He says, "That was fucking
hot."