Mike blacked out, having taken the brunt of the shock. The next thing
that Mike knew, he felt himself being carried up the stairs and placed
onto the bed that David and Vicki had offered him to use for the night.
It was so soft against his back as he was lightly set down, and seemed
strange to him that someone had managed to carry him upstairs. It
didn't even seem as though it was someone that he knew. He slowly
regained consciousness.
"Mike?" a strong masculine voice whispered in his ear. The man looking
down from the bedroom window at the yard where the children were
playing on the tractor, the warm sun radiating on him.
"Yes.. I...m.. I'm.. ok. Help me up." Mike moaned, barely realizing the
change in his voice, and held his hand up to his forehead, "What it the
matter with my voice? And who are you?"
The man slowly stood over him with his hand down his pants examining
the new penis that came with the body, "Mike, I hate to break this to
you but somehow we um... traded places here. That shock knocked you
out, but this huge body could take the shock of it. I woke up and saw
myself lying there and carried you upstairs. I already told your son
... er my son what happened and he wants to talk to you later. Oh boy
what a day." The man gently rubbed his hand against Mike's breasts. "My
what a beautiful woman I was."
"Vicki?" Mike moaned, holding his hand up to his head. "I have the most
incredible sensation... the worst headache I've ever had in my life.
How did.. ugh..." she felt like she was going to throw up.
"No Vicki here." Vicki said, bending down and kissing her forehead,
"You're Vicki now. I'm Mike. Look at me...."she sighed, "I'm definitely
not Vicki anymore. And your headache will go away. We'll need to
discuss my body and a few other things."
Mike looked down at his shirt that suggested his breasts, and felt the
tightness of his jeans against the unfamiliar mounds of flesh between
his legs. "I'm a she.... I'm Vicki Rutherford? What could be worse than
that"
"Yes you're me. And I'm going to have to teach you how to calculate my
monthly period, those tampons can be a bitch going in at times, and to
take your birth control pills so you don't get pregnant. That would
really suck, and if I have another baby with David, I want it to be
with me in that body. I think this is only temporary, so please just do
whatever I'd normally do." Vicki sighed as she reached her hand down
towards her vagina, "Oh.... How David would kick my ass for touching
you there. He um... well... you're his wife now. And you want to keep
that clean down there. Wipe when you pee or it will get all smelly. And
be extra clean when it's that time of the month. And above all, take
your medicine for that yeast infection."
"Yeast infection!!!!" the new Vicki moaned in terror, "I can't handle
this. I'm not doing any of that stuff. I'm taking my son and going
home."
"Yes you have a son and a daughter. Timmy and Kayla, conceived with
true passionate love between David and me." The new Mike said with
scorn, "And that IS my body. And if you DON'T take the pill and take
care of yourself, you will be walking around for nine months with a
third child. He's gonna fuck you cause he loves his poontang and yes he
lets it loose in that little box. I don't think you want that. You're a
mommy now and a woman."
Vicki, as she would have to call herself now, took a deep breath and
looked up at her previous body. She never realized how strong and
dominant she had looked like when she was a man. Now she couldn't help
but feel fear in the prospect of all that she was being told. "No... no
... no... There is no way in hell. This can't be real. I'm not you,
Vicki. I'll call myself it for now... but I want my own body back my
tomorrow. I'm not sleeping with David. Uh...uh... never." She rose her
voice, "Son! Get in here. I need your help."
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