The Girlfriend Experience

The Girlfriend Experience by Lou Bealy
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“I cannot believe this!” Stacy shouted at Norm as she came into the room. She threw his phone at him, which he dodged without thinking. It hit the wall and clattered loudly to the floor. “How could you cheat on me? And while I was sick too!”

“You went through my phone?” Norm asked, trying to turn the tables on her.

“Of course I did! I’m not stupid!” she angrily spat. “The entire time I was sick with mono, you disappear for hours at a time and come back freshly showered. When you are around, you don’t pay any attention to me, and are constantly on your phone, flirting with hoes!”

He didn’t quite know what to say so he stammered, “L-Look. I’m, I’m sorry.” He tried to sound contrite. “I have needs. It was just a one night stand, it didn’t mean anything!”

She grabbed her suitcase from the closet and began packing her clothes. “That’s your reason? You just listen to your dick, cheat on me, and your betrayal didn’t mean anything?” she asked, her tone changing from anger to sadness. “I should have listened to all of my friends when they said that I could do much better, that you were too plain and dumpy for a hottie like me. And looking at the women that you have been talking to online, I really see that now.”

He stood there, staring at her for a moment. He didn’t know what to say. He did feel guilty but that obviously didn’t help.

“Well, I see how much I meant to you. The moment I am out of commission and you can’t get laid, you run off and find someone else. You can’t even defend yourself.” She zipped up her bag and turned to leave. “I’ll come back in a few days for the rest of my stuff.”

“Where are you going?” he asked weakly. He walked after her, hoping he could get her to stay.

“I’m staying at my sister’s until I get my own place.’



“I’m sorry! I didn’t think-” he began to say but she cut him off.

“No, you thought with your little head. Just like you always do.” She was getting angry again.

“It won’t happen again, I swear! Don’t go!” he pleaded.

“Oh, it won’t happen again.” Her eyes narrowed. “I know for a fact that it won’t. Because I’m leaving.” And then she turned and walked out the door. She turned back and added, “You are going to lose the only thing you seem to care about.” Something about her manner and voice was strangely intimidating. She stomped out the door and slammed it behind her.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” he yelled after her, but she was gone.

* * *

Stacy didn’t return his calls, and she seemingly waited until he was at work to get the rest of her stuff because one day it was all moved out of the apartment. Norm tried to just put it behind him so he could focus on finding a date for the company’s annual employee appreciation party. It was supposed to be about thanking the employees for another good year by renting a big ballroom, hiring a DJ, and providing food and refreshments. What it had truly become was an occasion for the guys to try and one-up each other with how hot their dates were.


As much as he hated to admit it to himself, with his sandy blonde hair and eyes, plain features, and lack of muscle definition in his body, he wasn’t exactly a looker. She was right; he probably couldn’t find a woman like Stacy, who had been thin, platinum blonde, and pretty. He had been looking forward to showing her off and actually competed with the other guys for once but now that didn’t seem likely at all. He got desperate broke out his old black book from before they had started dating and no one answered any of his messages. Even if they had, none of them could hold a candle to Stacy.


What was worse is that he had set up the expectations of the other guys at work. He had bragged about how hot his girlfriend was since they got together. They had been dating for a while and she had been by the office a few times so they knew he wasn’t lying about it. Now, he had to scramble to find someone who could impress the guys the way she had, which was a tall order.

In his utter desperation to win the unspoken contest with the guys at work, he decided that he would do something that he had never even considered before. He decided that he would hire an escort.

He looked through a bunch of thumbnails on a popular website for such things and settled on someone that looked just as hot as, if not hotter than, Stacy. She also had a lithe build, high cheekbones, and pretty face, but she was a petite Asian girl about five foot four inches. Her dark hair was long, flowing over her shoulders in the photo.

Her name was Kate and she was perfect for what he needed. Her page said that her specialty was “the girlfriend experience”, where she would pretend to be the girlfriend of whoever paid her rate. She would go through the motions of what an actual girlfriend would do. They could go on a date, make out, and it was implied but not outright stated that sex was on the table too.

He sent her a message and explained the situation. Surprisingly, she seemed actually pretty down to earth. She was a college student and did this sort of work to make ends meet. She was quite willing to go to the party and act as his girlfriend but she said that they would only have sex if she was “feeling it”. And that would cost extra, of course. He had to have the money upfront for the date but that wasn’t a problem. If they did have sex, they would have to settle up at the end of the night. Over text message, they discussed a few basic details about each other so they could pass for a couple and then set a time to meet at his place the next night which was the night of the party.

They arrived at the party only a few minutes late. Norm was dressed in his nicest dark suit and red tie that he hoped would look close to the quality and fit of the tailored suits that the upper management present at the part were wearing. Kate had on a tight black dress that hugged her hips and displayed her thin body, her long dark hair flowed over her shoulders just like her model photo and her makeup was expertly applied so as to not appear like she was wearing much. She had only a few pieces of jewelry: plain gold hoop earrings and necklace with a crescent moon-shaped pendant that hung between her C-cup breasts.

“Would you like to dance?” she offered. She smiled warmly at him. In the back of his mind, he wondered how much of her sweet demeanor was an act or if she really was as nice as she seemed.

Norm reached out and took her hand, leading her onto the dance floor. He looked around at the crowd and noted how she was the most beautiful woman on the floor. He saw many of the men watching Kate, even though some of their companions were quite striking themselves. These pretty girls looked at their own dates with frowns in recognition that they were entranced by the beauty of another woman. Some of the crowd even stopped dancing as they stared at the two of them begin to circle each other while swaying and bumping to the beat of the music.

He smiled. This was exactly what he had hoped for. He could see the jealousy in their eyes, both from the men and the women. After dancing for a short time, their bodies moving around and grinding on each other, he pulled Kate close and went for a kiss, which with a moment’s hesitation, she returned.

There was a flash of dizziness that came over Norm and he stumbled for a moment but caught his balance. The same thing seemed to happen to Kate but he was able to hold her upright. They shared a look that communicated their mutual confusion.

“What was that?” she asked in a whisper, holding her head in one hand and holding onto him for balance with the other.

“I don’t know,” he replied in a worried tone. “But it seems to have passed.” He pulled her along, trying to resume their dance so anyone watching wouldn’t notice the strange pause in their dance. Once he started moving, he immediately noticed that something in his movements felt wrong, off somehow. Not bad, just strange. Something in the way his legs moved in relation to each other was different, but he couldn’t put his finger on it.

“I don’t-” he began to say.

“Feel right?” she finished knowingly. Her eyes showed just how worried she was, though she didn’t say it. She pointed down the hall towards the bathroom.

He nodded and they danced toward the edge of the dance floor before briskly walking toward the bathroom. Norm hoped no one thought it was weird that they had danced for less than two minutes before making a hasty exit.

Walking to the bathroom still elicited the strange feeling that something was off and it seemed to be the same for Kate. She was walking bow-legged like there was something stuffed in her panties. He looked to her crotch, wondering what was going on and was surprised to see that there was something obviously bulging there. It almost looked like… no. That wasn’t possible. He had rubbed up against her on the dance floor, with her even straddling his leg for a short time. There's just no way that she had a...

Then something clicked and his own disorientation seemed to make sense. He reached for his crotch, looking for something that had always been there but now he seemed unable to find.

“What the fuck…” he muttered as they reached the unisex bathroom.

She quickly ducked inside and he followed, turning around and locking the door as soon as they entered. Without hesitation, she hiked up her dress and they both saw that there was an obscene bulge in the front of her panties that was obviously causing her some discomfort. Folds of skin protruded on either side of the narrow band, partially revealing what couldn’t possibly be there.

He didn’t have time to focus on that. As she gawked at her own crotch, he unfastened his belt and yanked his own pants down and his underwear along with them. He was equally as shocked as her by what he saw.

He had a pussy between his legs. Not just any pussy, but a pussy with dark hair in a thin landing strip above his mound. It defied all reason. He just stared at it for a moment, his mouth opening and closing like he wanted to say something but nothing came out. He kept blinking slowly. When he opened his eyes he expected it to be gone but it persisted.

He looked back to Kate, who had pulled her own underwear down to reveal a blonde-haired penis about average-sized. Despite the strangeness of the situation, it was still seemingly half-hard. He recognized it immediately. It was his. He knew it, which explained why his new pussy was dark-haired. It was hers. She apparently noticed the same thing, because she looked up and her eyes went wide when she saw what was between his legs

They stood there, staring at each other’s crotch for a moment longer before one of them finally spoke.

“What the fuck happened?” Norm wondered in amazement.

“What do you mean what happened?” she said angrily. “Isn’t it obvious? We’ve been…” She seemed to struggle with how to phrase it. “Switched,” she huffed. “You somehow have my pussy and I have your dick.”

“Well, yeah. But... “ A thought occurred to him part of the way through his sentence and he trailed off. Then he remembered the way that Stacy had threatened him before she left. 

What did she say again? He thought, trying to remember her exact words. That I would lose the most important thing to me? He continued to stare between Kate’s legs and understood now what she had meant. Somehow she had made him swap genitals with the first woman he kissed.

Kate tore her eyes from his groin area and looked him in the eye. “You know something about this, don’t you?” she demanded, reading his face.

“N-no.” He shook his head. He didn’t want to have to explain that he had been a lying cheater when his woman needed him the most and then she somehow cursed him. It would sound crazy, anyway.

“You’re lying.” she accused with her hands on her hips. “How did you do this to me? And why? You want to feel what it’s like to be a woman or something? Is that it?”

“No, it’s uh…” he stammered.

“Because I definitely didn’t ask to feel what it is like to be a man.” She grabbed the base of her shrinking cock and waggled it back and forth. “I would never wish to actually have. Ever. I don’t even really like looking at them, to tell you the truth.” She rolled back her foreskin and that seemingly triggered something. “I may as well enjoy it, though.” Her hand began to move as if it had a mind of its own. She continued to look right at him and especially his new pussy. “Feel the other side, you know?” she muttered to herself.

He sat there in silence, watching as her hand began to slowly stroke the length of her cock. It was a strangely alluring sight. He felt… a twitch from inside his belly. And a kind of warmth began to manifest. It was strange at first but then he realized what it was. He was getting horny. His hand slowly crept toward his mound.

“Well?” she demanded and didn’t stop stroking and even increased her speed.

“No,” he said, shaking his head. “My ex-girlfriend put a curse on me, or something.” Saying it out loud didn’t make it sound any less crazy but he had no other explanation. “She warned me I would lose the most important thing to me…” he gestured between her legs.

She moaned in response, her cock was now fully erect and leaking precum. “How interesting.” She giggled. “That makes it more fascinating for sure. So you didn’t intend or me to have this.” She squeezed the shaft in one hand and then reached toward his crotch. “Or to have one of these.”

“No…” He backed away reflexively, which made her giggle even more.

“What? Are you afraid of little ol’ me?” She cornered him against the counter. “C’mon. You know you want to try it out.”

“No, I definitely don’t.” His voice got higher as he practically cowered from her. “I’m a guy and there’s no way I’m letting you…” He looked at her achingly hard cock. “Do anything to me when I’m like this.

“I’m still not thrilled about it but,” she moaned again and reached behind him to lean on the counter while still jacking her cock. “We might as well make the most of it. Don’t tell me you aren’t horny.” She looked up at his face for the first time since she started masturbating.

He shook his head again and lied. “No. No way.” He didn’t want to admit that he could actually feel his new vulva engorging with blood and becoming moist. He felt what he could only label an ache and he knew what would relieve it.

“Let me give you the real girlfriend experience.” That made her laugh. She put her hand on his chest and pushed. 

He got the message and slid up onto the counter, spreading his legs wide to allow her easy access. At first, he intended to say no again as she stepped between his legs but he knew it was just an act, a way of trying to somehow preserve his manhood. He didn’t even bother since he knew she would see right through it due to his apparent cooperation.

“That’s a good girl…” she whispered, positioning her hips between his thighs. The tip of her leaking cock brushed up against his aching vulva which caused him to hold his breath for a moment of anticipation.

He thought he noticed something strange in that when he sat on the counter, she seemed to be taller than him, but he thought that it must be his imagination. He didn’t have long to think about it, because she reached down and spread his lips. He sucked a breath through his teeth, the feeling of stimulation on his pussy for the first time was intense and even novel. His hands trembled in front of her, his conflicted emotions about what was about to happen prevented him from pushing her away but he couldn’t pull them back either. He couldn’t bring himself to look down either. He choked back a whimper as he felt her position the head of her cock between his lower lips.

Kate looked him in the eye for a moment, smiled, and then plunged ahead.

His eyes bugged out of his head upon his first experience of being penetrated. He was wet and ready; there was hardly any pain at all. It took a few thrusts to achieve full penetration, her dick finally sliding all the way inside of him. He knew his dick wasn’t the biggest but it felt absolutely huge inside of him like it filled him completely.

“Oh fuck…” she muttered in his ear. “No wonder men are obsessed with this,” she added with a giggle.

He opened his mouth to respond but he could only moan. He couldn’t believe how good it felt. His inner conflict was completely forgotten and his hands wrapped around her waist instead of hovering there due to indecision. His hands slid up and down her sides, feeling her womanly hips that contrasted with the slab of man meat invading his insides and rubbing him just right. She seemed to know exactly what to do, which was not too surprising given that she was a woman and had her particular line of work to draw experience from.

“Your pussy- it’s so tight!” Kate squealed. She began to pant, her pace increasing as she seemingly approached an orgasm. “I’m fucking my own pussy…” she said breathily.

He felt something building as well but he wasn’t quite getting the right kind of stimulation to send him over the edge. Instinctively he reached down and began to rub his clit with his fingers. That sent him rapidly toward orgasm but before he did, he felt her begin to swell inside of him.

“Mmmm… yes…” she moaned in a low tone as she shot jets of cum inside him.

He groaned in disappointment. He was so close! He continued to rub his clit but with her still cock shrinking inside of him, the frantic manner, and lack of technique couldn’t get him there.

“That was fun,” she said, pushing off of him and walking back to her pile of discarded clothing. 

He sat there for a moment longer, continuing to try and climax but he eventually gave up. He looked up at her and saw that she was clothed again but that bulge was still front and center in her tight dress. She nervously covered it with her hands.

“I think you should take me home.” She sounded worried and her face burned red with embarrassment. “I don’t want to be known as some kind of transexual or transvestite,” she said when she saw him staring at the unseemly lump.

He stood up and felt cum trickle out of his snatch. He reached over and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe himself with before hastily dressing.

“No-no. Please stay!” he begged. “We can’t leave yet! We just got here!”

“In my line of work, I can’t be seen with this… thing.” She gestured to her crotch. “It could cost me a lot of money.” She got to the door, unlocked it.

“I already paid you for the night!” he cried, his desperation really showing. “We had a deal!”

“I’ll give you your money back.” She turned to leave and pulled the door open, still holding her hands in front of the lump of her penis.

“I’ll- I’ll pay double!” He stepped forward and pushed the door shut.

Kate sighed. “Fine.” She shook her head, seemingly not believing she was agreeing to this.

They made their way down the hall back toward the dance floor. It was darkly lit, with a disco ball and whirling spotlights in varying colors, so their altered anatomy would most likely go unnoticed. 

They began to bump and grind against each other, again quickly finding their rhythm. Again, he noticed that their height was about the same, which was strange because she was supposed to be five foot four. He looked down at her feet, confirming that she wasn’t wearing high heels. 

Again, there was a noticeable number of people in the crowd that were watching them. Norm was thrilled that despite the strange occurrence of their genitals being switched, he had accomplished his goal of seemingly impressing the others with the beauty of his chosen date. He even forgot for the moment that he was at the risk of being discovered to be not a “real man” by someone spying his flat crotch. Kate didn’t seem bothered at all that her cock was noticeably pushing out a bump in her dress.

As they rubbed against each other, he couldn’t ignore the lump in her dress that he felt grow bigger as they mashed their bodies against each other. He felt himself getting really horny again and unconsciously spread his legs slightly so he could grind his clothed pussy against her growing cock. She was definitely taller than she had been earlier, when he had to bend down to kiss her but this time he just leaned forward and their mouths met again. Their tongues met in his mouth and danced for a moment before she pulled away.

She giggled and pulled him away toward the stairs to the basement kitchen. A server passed them as they entered the stairwell but just stared at them for a moment and didn’t say anything.

Kate pulled him down the stairs to the bottom, where there was a small storage area hidden under the stairs across from the kitchen door. She hiked up her dress and sat down on a stack of boxes. She pulled her panties aside, revealing her leaking cock. She flashed that mischievous smile and gestured for him to turn around.

He hesitated for a moment, knowing that impaling himself on her cock until he was completely skewered would be the most unmanly act he could possibly imagine but his lust got the better or him. He turned around as he unfastened his pants. His pants hit the floor with a clack from his belt buckle and he immediately lowered himself down onto her hardness.

Norm’s wet pussy was already prepared and she slid in easily. He sat still for a moment, relishing the feeling of the deep penetration before she reached for his hips and pulled up on them. She couldn’t lift him, but he got the message and began to bounce up and down in her lap while her stiff member slid in and out of his pussy.

He held his hand over his mouth to try and stifle his moans. He had never felt sexier than in that moment. It was strange, to be the one that was being penetrated, accepting her inside of him but he loved every second of it. She seemed to be enjoying it too and grunted noisily in his ear. She began to lift her hips up and fuck him as he squatted down, their skin making an audible slapping sound as they collided. His eyes rolled back in his head, he could hardly cope with the pleasurable sensations that he was feeling for the first time. He was being penetrated so much deeper than the first time and his shame and fear had completely evaporated, replaced by lust and pleasure.

Norm felt himself getting close when they heard the kitchen door swing open and a couple of servers began walking toward them. Before they made it around the stairs, his pants were back up and he was buckling his belt. Kate’s dress was back in place and her hands were clasped in front of her crotch. They both smiled at the pair of servers who eyed them suspiciously but said nothing and just grabbed some plastic cups from a box in the stack. The two clandestine lovers giggled and ran back upstairs to the ballroom. Norm was still frustrated that he hadn’t gotten to cum yet but he was beginning to really enjoy this.

“Let’s go find a table and we can sit and eat. No one can see it under the table.” Kate pointed to the buffet area.

They exited the bathroom and walked briskly toward the tables. Kate’s hands were clasped across her crotch and she was still walking slightly bow-legged, though she tried to compensate by taking long steps. Norm noticed the emptiness between his legs much more than before. He was throbbing from the sex earlier and he could still feel cum leaking out of him. His lips seemed to rub together as he walked, which was highly distracting.

There were only a few tables and they were occupied, so the two of them just stood against the wall awkwardly. He made sure to stand in front of her so no one would see. Without meaning to, he began subconsciously grinding against her crotch with his ass, longing for some more stimulation that he didn’t get before. He was pleased when he felt her cock begin to inflate again. She slapped him on the arm and giggled. Then she pointed out that a table had become empty when the group got up and walked away.

Kate immediately rushed over to the empty table and sat down. She slid all the way up against it, so her boobs were practically resting on the table but her lower body was completely hidden by the table cloth. She looked to him expectantly.

He got the message and walked over to the buffet, observing the full spread of select meats, cheeses, and other goodies that were on offer. He looked around, very self-conscious that someone would somehow notice his strangely empty crotch. He was relieved that no one seemed to be paying him any attention at all for the moment. However, there were a lot of people, especially guys, looking at Kate. She was somehow even more beautiful than before, even a little bit disheveled from their earlier romp. She was practically glowing and he was sure he knew why. He felt the evidence of it trickling out of him as he gathered some food for the two of them.

“Where’d you find her?” he heard from behind him. He spun around and saw Jamison, one of his coworkers, who was grinning at him. “She’s even hotter than Stacy. Tall for an Asian chick, too. Man, I am jealous.” He gestured with his head behind him to a pretty girl picking through the buffet. She was cute in a ‘the girl next door’ sort of way but she had nothing on Kate.

“Thanks.” He grinned back at Jamison, trying to rub it in a little.

“What happened to Stacy, though?” Jamison asked. “You finally grew some balls and kicked that bitch to the curb? She was always acting like she was too good for you, anyway.”

“It’s complicated…” Norm looked away in embarrassment. He didn’t like how everything had gone down with Stacy. He also became self-conscious as soon as Jamison mentioned his now misplaced balls.

Jamison picked up on his apparent shame and laughed. “You dog! You couldn’t keep it in your pants, could you?” He laughed again and looked over to Kate, who was far enough away so she couldn’t hear them and just smiled back. “But I can see why… with a piece of ass like that, I don’t blame you.”

Norm put on a fake cocky smile and turned back. “Let’s just say she wasn’t up to fulfilling my needs.”

“I’m impressed, dude.” Jamison chuckled. “I don’t know how you did it but you are the man,” he cackled before turning away and walking back to his own date.

All of Jamison’s references to Norm’s manhood struck a nerve with Norm and it made him stop in his tracks. Luckily Jamison had already walked away and didn’t see him look down at his strangely empty crotch and notice that his legs were too close together. He had been enjoying himself but now the risk of being found out as some kind of freak snapped him back from his elation. He widened his stance a little, trying to create the illusion that something was still there but he only succeeded in allowing more cum to leak out of his pussy, down his inner thighs and further soaking his underwear. 

He turned his attention back to his date who was grinning back at him. He walked over to her and sat down, scooting under the table just like she had in an attempt to hide his shame. They had chosen a table in a corner on the other side of the DJ booth where they were just a little bit hidden.

“What’s wrong?” she asked, knowing full well what his problem was.

“You know what, dammit,” he muttered back in a terse tone. Luckily no one was close enough to hear their conversation.

“Hey, none of this is any easier for me,” she shot back. “I’m just trying to maintain my sense of humor about all of it.”

They sat and ate for a few minutes but his attitude did not improve. He didn’t say much and his face was still fixed with a scowl. After some time, she threw her fork down and exclaimed quietly, “You need to stop pouting. You’re the one who wanted to keep going here.”

He looked at her, exasperated and not knowing what to say. He just looked at her and shook his head, trying to put on a convincing smile.

Kate seemed mad and looked like she was about to shout something but she suddenly stopped and an evil grin crept across her face. “I know what your problem is.” She looked around their immediate area and then turned back to him, smiling even wider.

“What would that-” he began to say but stopped in shock when she slid off of her chair and disappeared under the table cloth. “What are you-” he laughed and then felt her begin to unfasten his pants. 

“You’re in a bad mood because you didn’t get to cum,” she teased from under the table cloth. “Let me help you out with that.” She pulled his pants off with a giggle.

Part of Norm wanted to stop her but he found it so exciting that he couldn’t bring himself to. He made sure he was up against the table and the cloth-covered him as well as it could but he was slightly exposed. He pulled his overcoat off and draped it lengthwise over his lap to help cover his naked lower half.

He felt her hands wrap around either thigh and pull his legs apart, exposing his sopping wet pussy. He felt her pull on his legs so he scooted to the end of the chair and leaned back as far as he could in order to give her better access. He giggled nervously and looked around as he felt her tongue on his labia. She spread the lips apart and licked the length of his vulva until she found his clit. The sensitive little nub became the center of his being and shot pleasure throughout his whole body. He stifled a moan while he tried not to twitch and thrash.

“Hey, Norm. How’s it hanging?” he heard from behind him. He went to turn but she held onto his legs so he could only move his head. He felt a slap on his back and another coworker named Phil sat down next to him and flashed him a smile. Phil was a bit of a cliche as an overweight nerd who worked in the IT department and it was no shock that he seemed to be without a date.

“Hey there, Ph-Phil.” His voice trembled as he tried to hold himself together. On cue, Kate’s licking picked up speed, and he had to stifle a squeal.

“You okay?” asked Phil, his smile drooping slightly. 

“Yeah, Yeah, w-why?” Norm tried to smile convincingly, his whole body trembling slightly.

Phil looked at him for a second. “Nothing.” He shook his head and moved on. “Anyway, how are you doing? I didn’t see Stacy anywhere, is she here?”

Norm recalled how Stacy told him that Phil would awkwardly flirt with her when Norm wasn’t there to see it.  He was a bit of a creep.

"No, she's not. We b-BROKE UP!" He shouted unintentionally as he felt a finger slip inside of him, the stimulation becoming overwhelming. He was barely holding himself together.

Another guy that Norm recognized from the IT department sat down when he saw Phil there. He was a tall lanky guy with glasses that Norm didn’t know the name of. "You broke up with Stacy?" he asked.

Norm glared at Phil for a moment. Phil had to be the one that told this guy about Stacy, since Norm didn’t know him from Adam. It was pretty creepy. His glare was broken by a violent twitch through his whole body that started with Kate drawing her tongue across his clit.

“Too bad, man. What a piece of ass she was.” Phil shook his head, seemingly oblivious of Norm’s attitude toward him. “Do you think I could… get her number?” Phil gave a creepy smile.

“I don’t think-” Norm began to say but he had to stop and grit his teeth to avoid squealing in pleasure.

“Oh, c’mon man!” Phil punched his arm playfully. “Be a bro! Help a guy get his dick wet.” The other guy just watched with a dumb grin on his face.

“Yeah,” chimed in the other guy. “Just because you lost her doesn’t mean Phil has to miss out on a chance at that pussy.”

Under the table, Kate seemed to relish what she was doing to him while these guys watched and she seemed to pick up in speed and intensity. Norm himself found that it seemed even more exciting that he was getting pleasured as a woman while these guys were oblivious, even making reference to dicks and pussies only enhanced the sexy nature of the situation. He gripped the table cloth until his knuckles were white. He felt an orgasm coming and he couldn’t stop it or do much of anything. It was like this warmth just kept building and building. He knew he was on the edge of something he had never felt before. His breath became shallow.

Phil seemed to totally misinterpret what he was seeing and laughed. “Are you going to cry? C’mon man, you don’t be such a little bitch about it. Just say ‘no’.” He laughed and stood up to leave, the other IT guy following.

It was just in time too, because as soon as the guys turned the corner Norm felt his whole body begin to shake as he was overcome with his first female orgasm, the most intense he had ever felt by far. He shoved his face into the crook of his arm and cried out as the waves of pleasure coursed over his whole body. The loud bassy music drowned him out.

“How was that? Are you better now?” Kate asked, climbing out from under the table. “Nice and relaxed?” She grinned at him.

Norm could just nod numbly, still trying to catch his breath.

The rest of the night was very pleasant. He didn’t even care that his legs felt like jello and could barely hold him up after this thundering orgasm. They danced and ate and had a great time. They barely paid any attention to their jumbled anatomy being discovered for the rest of the night. They barely even noticed the others at the party and didn’t even mingle. They didn’t need to talk much either. There was this natural comfort they felt with each other that didn’t require conversation. They just both enjoyed being close to one another.

The evening did have to end eventually. Norm drove her back home, unsure of what to say. 

“I had a great time tonight. You don’t even have to pay me.” She giggled. “I feel like I should be paying you. Not every night a girl gets to try out sex as a man.”

“I-” he stopped, not really wanting to admit as a (former) man that he liked being fucked and played with as a woman.

“You had a great time too, just admit it,” she teased.

“Yeah, it was pretty great, I will admit,” he said with a smile.

Kate got out of the car and turned back to him with a smile. “What do we do if we wake up tomorrow morning and we are still,” She gestured to his crotch and hers. “Like this?”

“I was hoping I could see you again, anyway.” He smiled back and awkwardly laughed to break the sudden tension. “So that would be a good excuse to come see you, don’t you think?”

“So you’re saying you want to wake up tomorrow and still not have your dick back?” she teased, but there was an aspect to her facial expression that showed she was serious.

“Well, maybe you could give it to me again.” He looked her in the eye and gave her the same mischievous smile she had before. “Just like you did tonight.”

“I’d like that.” She replied and turned to walk into her apartment building.

He drove home in silence, not even bothering to turn the radio on. The events of the night were swirling through his mind. Despite his initial horror, he did have a great time.

The next morning, he awoke and found his dick back where it was supposed to be. In that moment, he wondered if this was part of the curse or whatever it was that Stacy had inflicted on him. Just when he had gotten used to the idea that he was a woman where it counted and that wasn’t necessarily so bad, he was back to normal and his crazy adventure as a secret woman for a night was over.

He looked down at his phone, his finger hovering over the call button next to Kate’s contact.


End

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  1. Very enjoyable story

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    1. Thank you. I'm glad you liked it. It was a fun one to write too.

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  2. Phenomenal story. It's hard to find a good genital-swap-only story. This begs for a followup.

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    1. Thank you. I am so glad you enjoyed it. I am not sure if there will be a direct follow up but there are more genital swap stories in the pipeline!

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