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Well… I was certainly not expecting to see this hot body from this perspective. This feels… cursed… yet very nice… I know my girlfriend’s boobs were large and heavy but actually having them attached to you is something else, at least the cute set of lingerie holds them pretty well in place.
I knew my girl, Helena, was very well-endowed and gorgeous; I hope I made her feel that way, because I certainly feel sexy in this body of hers. Maybe I didn’t tell her how much I loved her and her body? Not sure, or perhaps I focus on her body too much? Possibly, it’s pretty hard to look her in the eyes when her massive and attractive tits are bouncing right in front of me.
Me and Helena have been together as a couple for three years now, going strong throughout most of that time, but lately, we’ve both felt strange. I don’t know how to put it, things just didn’t feel the same as they did before, whether it be us going outside and not talking as much as we used to, or sex not feeling as thrilling as it used to. We tried spicing things up, like going to new places or trying new positions in bed, but we seemed to be getting distant and neither of us could put into words as to why we felt this way.
Despite that, neither of us wanted to separate, as aside from us being a very conventionally attractive couple, we also complimented each other very well in life, the issue was that our relationship didn’t have that ‘spark’ as it used to have. We wanted to get to the bottom of this, agreeing to go to couples’ therapy to see what we could find.
After about two weeks of describing how we felt, both together and on our own, the psychologist would suggest a very strange idea that made me think she was trying to hurt us. Tessa, the psychologist, would suggest the idea of her using an enchantment to swap me and Helena’s bodies to see if that revived interest in the relationship. It was an insane idea; my girlfriend and I questioned her legitimacy as a professional. Not only did she understand our concerns, but she also demonstrated her prowess in magic with a few small examples.
We discussed this suggestion, and we ended up agreeing to see what would happen, Tessa letting us know that the spell was easily reversible, unless Helena, or I guess me in her body, got pregnant. We thought that having a kid was far off from our goals right now, thinking this wasn’t a blocker by any means; so, without delaying this experimental therapy method further, we were ready to swap bodies.
A few days later, we were in position, two curtains being placed in a way where none of the three of us could see each other, me and Helena were naked throughout this session. Tessa would announce the beginning of the spell, with me immediately feeling a tingling sensation across my whole being. I was personally expecting something like how it’s done in fantasy films, where the individuals would fall unconscious and wake up in their new bodies, but this was nothing like that, it was very… awkward to say the least.
Not too long after, I felt my height shrink dramatically, becoming what I guessed to be the same height as my girlfriend, about 5’4”, quite the change from being 6’1”. I knew we agreed to all this, but actually suffering these changes made me think twice about continuing with this, wondering if my girl felt the same way, but neither of us said anything as our transformations continued.
I could feel all my body hair shrinking down until almost nothing was left, and what did remain was barely visible on my dark skin. As I felt and saw my strong masculine build shrink down into a petite and feminine one, I stared at the shadow of Helena on the other side of the curtain, her transformation being very apparent. Feeling myself change was quite the wild ride, but seeing my beautiful babe shaped like a male bodybuilder made me kind of… uncomfortable, to be honest.
I would distract myself from my strong bulky chest becoming home to a pair of soft boobs as I couldn’t stop thinking about her on the other side. I love her gentle and charismatic personality, but wasn’t sure how to feel about all those traits being on a big bulky male rather than a smoking hot gal. If you couldn’t tell already, I’m straight, so all of this made me even more anxious about this.
Tessa would ask us if everything was fine, I said yes after a bit of silence, my voice sounding exactly like Helena’s. Shortly after, an equally nervous ‘yes’ came from the other side of the curtain, expecting to hear that sweet voice, but instead, hearing my own voice, or I guess what was formerly my voice.
Our transformations were going swiftly, I had a big pair of perky breasts, ones that were very familiar to see in bed, now from a completely different perspective. I will admit, they felt amazing to grope, the sensations running across my body turned me on in a way it has never been able to do before. I would’ve likely gotten an erection right there if I had a penis, but now I had a vagina, my girlfriend’s vagina… god, that sounds so weird.
Pretty sure Helena was feeling something similar, as I could see something long and somewhat thick being added to the shadowy masculine figure around the crotch area. I wonder if she… he?... could see my… her?... this is so damn confusing, ugh… I wonder if she could see my big ass via my shadow. I’m certain she certainly saw my wide birthing hips at the very least.
Once we were fully swapped, Tessa would ask us if we were ready to see each other. Neither of us really were, I was very anxious, and I could tell that Helena was very nervous as well, but to get this over with, we said yes. Tessa removed the curtain between me and Helena, with her still not being able to see us, and the next few minutes were some of the most awkward and honestly stressful minutes of our lives.
I knew I was going to see my girl in my own body, but actually seeing it overwhelmed me greatly, and it looked like she was equally overwhelmed. This felt wrong, yet something within me told me to calm down, it’s only temporary and Helena is still Helena under that manly body, but it was all just so surreal. I agreed to this with her, yet felt like this isn’t what we wanted, I wasn’t a gay man, but that no longer made sense in the first place because I’m not a man anymore. Am I a lesbian? But then why was she, in my own body, so attractive? Is that narcissistic or did a switch inside my brain make me a straight woman? I had so many questions, and from her concerned look, Helena had just as many.
After several minutes of staring at our naked bodies in the most awkward way possible, we would start easing into things by talking to each other and discussing how our transformations felt. Surprisingly, this little interaction made us feel so much better. I was understanding her fears, and she was understanding mine, it reminded me of when we were first opening up to each other when we started… Is this ridiculous magical therapy actually working?
We made each of us comfortable before we were instructed to put our clothes back on and talk about everything we were feeling with Tessa. It was a very long session, but one that we were both grateful for. We still had some doubts, but perhaps it could be what we needed. Now that I’m sitting here with my girlfriend’s lingerie on, I only now realize that aside from getting used to it from a romantic and sexual standpoint, I was also gonna need to put up with everything that comes with being a woman, and Helena would have to do the same as a man. I think I need to rest now before more questions and strange thoughts arise.
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