"Mom? What the hell are you wearing?"
My Stepmother turned around, a confused look on her face. She never usually went into my room. The short shorts, crop-top, and heels combo was also definitely unlike her. As she looked in my direction, her confusion shifted into worry and panic. Then, without warning, I felt somebody push me hard from behind and I went flying into her. We collided, knocking our heads together before falling onto the floor with a painful thud.
The next thing I remember was feeling tight material wrapped around my ass and chest. Head pounding, I pulled myself up onto my feet, only to lose balance and fall forward onto the bed. A curtain of hair fell into my face, as I struggled to regain my composure with the onslaught of new sensations. My chest was heavy, my legs felt long and shaky, my feet were killing me, and a strange warmth was growing between my legs.
"Is that you, Alex?" An all too familiar voice asked; Kyle, the bane of my existence. "This is so fucking cool!"
He was standing in the doorway, watching me with his usual glint of chaos in his eyes, as well as a look that I had never seen before. I was still struggling to stand up, which I soo realised was because my Stepmother's heels were strapped to my feet. As my eyes shifted focus up my body, I saw more and more of my Stepmother; her legs, her shorts, her boobs. The penny had dropped, though I was too shocked to do more than stare at myself.
"Enjoying the view? I don't blame you." He snickered. "I've been having some fun in her body for a few hours until you got home."
"H-how?" I finally spluttered.
"That's not important. Suffice to say, I have the power to push souls from one body to another." He shrugged. "Which means I have the power to fix this for you, if you make it worth my while..."
I frowned. We didn't have much in the way of money, and Kyle had just about anything and everything he could want. He still had that unfamiliar look in his eye, which only made sense when he started unzipping his pants and pulling out his semi-hard cock. Did he really expect me to go through with something like this? There was no way I would even touch that thing, let alone suck on it, or have it inside of me. And yet, despite my denial, I could feel my heart racing as he began gently stroking himself to a full erection.
"Your choice... You could just stay in that body for the rest of your life..." He sighed, sitting on the bed with his cock still out.
"I can't fucking believe you're making me do this!" I groaned, joining him on the bed.
With an evil smirk on his face, he let go, allowing me full access to his rather large stiffness. I gingerly reached out for it, trying my best to ignore what I was doing, yet my eyes were transfixed. The warmth of it was both disturbing and shamefully pleasant against my palms, as I wrapped both hands around him. This was a nightmare I couldn't wake up from. I was being forced to pleasure my bully in my Stepmother's body. Well the sooner he finishes, the sooner the nightmare will end. With a deep breath, I bent over and wrapped my lips around the head of his cock.
"Holy shit!" He groaned, hand naturally resting on the back of my head. "I knew you couldn't resist, Mrs James."
Cheeks growing red, I let his hand guide my pace. He pushed me further and further down, until I felt the tip of his cock push past my throat. To my surprise, I didn't gag at all. Perhaps my Stepmother had experience with this sort of thing, or maybe she just didn't have a gag reflex to begin with. In any case, I was expertly pleasuring Kyle. That warmth between my legs had been building ever since I became my Stepmom. At first, it was barely noticeable, but now I couldn't ignore it. My hand moved down to investigate, feeling a dampness that had soaked through my shorts. I don't know what came over me, but I delved inside and began rubbing my fingers against my pussy in the hopes to quell this growing need.
"Having fun down there?" Kyle smirked.
"Mmm mmph mmm" I replied, making him laugh out loud.
"You can't even pull yourself away from my cock! Those pills were definitely worth the wait."
So that was it. This feeling inside of me was down to some pills he had swallowed while possessing my Stepmom. And now I was feeling the full effects. He was right that I couldn't pull myself away. I had barely even realised he was no longer guiding me up and down his cock. Now I was the one pushing his entire length deeper down my throat, my hand continuing to caress my dripping pussy. Even knowing now that he was behind this didn't slow me down.
"Oh shit! Slow down, you whore!" He groaned.
I felt his cock twitch and tighten inside of my mouth. Before either of us could react, his cock was shooting warm cum down my throat. It was just at that time that my exploration had tipped me over the edge and I almost blacked out from the sheer explosion of pleasure, feeling his final shots of cum splash on my face. I lay there for a moment, too consumed by the afterglow of my orgasm to feel shame. But then, the bedroom door shut closed and I sat up on the bed to find Kyle had left without fulfilling his end of the deal.
Staggering to the door, I only just made it as the front door of the house slammed shut. I was already pretty unbalanced in these heels, but now my legs felt like jelly beneath me. The pill was seemingly wearing off as well, as I slowly felt my arousal simmer, then dwindle, then finally leave entirely. I could hardly stand to look at myself in the mirror, not least because all I saw was my Stepmother with cum drying on her face. What was I supposed to do now?
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