Officer Down (Caption)

A Favour For Mom (OpenTGC Re-Post)

"Sweetie! I need your help!" She shouted, storming into my room.

"Mom! You can't just barge in here! I could have been-"

"There's no time for arguments, Honey. This is about me right now." This wasn't like her. To be this rude and impatient. Something had to be seriously wrong for her to come to me in this state. So I nodded and kept quiet, letting her say her peace. "I need you to fill in for me at work today!"

My heart sank. Mom had a pair of rings that could let the two wearers swap bodies on demand. She always wore her ring, but left the second one in a box under my bed. The only reason I knew about it was so I wouldn't accidentally wear it and cause a scene in her body. I was never supposed to actually use it.

"But why-"

"We don't have time to argue. I'm already running late for work." She snapped, digging through my things for the ring. "I have an important meeting with my boss and I need to get you ready right now."

A Woman's World (OpenTGC Re-Post)

"Seriously, it's such bullshit." Devon groaned. "Half of my clients are old men who don't even know how to use their phones. I'm sick and tired of wasting my time on those bastards."

"You're seriously gonna complain about work to me?" Megan laughed. "Those 'bastards' are the rich clients that spend five figures with us on a monthly basis. I would kill to have a client like that! But instead I'm stuck with the brats who'd rather ask me what I'm wearing than talk business."

"Yeah. I guess that would suck." Devon nodded, biting his tongue. He'd heard rumours that Megan was getting a promotion. He could only imagine it was because of her looks, as she had only a few years of experience. But he wasn't brave enough to say it to her face. Then again, judging by the look on her face, she seemed to be reading his mind.

Her eyes flashed white. Devon wanted to run, but couldn't find the strength to move. Megan was looking him dead in the eyes. You think I got where I am because of my looks? Well lets see what you can achieve with my life!

Another flash of light in her eyes and Devon felt a sudden rush of movement behind him. He was falling, no, flying through an endless void of darkness. Then, just as suddenly as it started, he was back in the office. But he was alone.

Was it all a nightmare? If that were the case... Why did he still feel a little... strange? He could smell Megan's perfume in the air, like a lingering memory of that crazy dream. And in an attempt to shake it from his mind, he dove right into his work. But after only a few minutes, that feeling came back. Something wasn't right. That was when he noticed the red nail polish on his fingers.

"Holy shit!" He gasped, covering his mouth in shock at the sound of his new voice. "I'm Megan!!"

His attention swiftly moved down to his chest. The blue shirt of hers showed a little bit of cleavage, but now he had full access. He didn't have to steal glances when she bent over the desk anymore. One button at a time, he uncovered his new chest. Megan's tits were incredible, made all the more enticing by the laboured breaths brought on by Devon's arousal. He was getting horny. A heat was taking over. And even though he knew he should get back to work, he wanted to play with Megan's body a whole lot more.

"What the fuck is this!?" Came a loud and familiar voice. "It's been less than an hour!"

Devon hadn't thought about where Megan was in his body. Turns out she went to a meeting on his behalf and came back to the office to find him having way too much fun with her body. In fact, he was just seconds away from pulling down her panties and playing with his wet new pussy. His body was now aching for attention.

"You know, you'll get yourself a reputation around the office." She smirked. "People will start to think you're nothing but a piece of ass."

Devon sighed. "That's ridiculous. I'll be the same hard-working guy I've always been."

"But you're not a guy anymore. Actually, you're not even working the same position anymore. I managed to convince the higher ups that you've been struggling with your workload and, long story short, they decided to change your role into an assistant position!" Megan smiled, getting a little too close for Devon's comfort. Yet she didn't stop there. "I've been a guy for less than an hour and I've already received far more than I could achieve with these tits."

Her hands rested on Devon's chest. The warmth, the gentle rub against his nipples. He was already so worked up. But the moan caught them both off guard. He blushed. Megan, on the other hand, took it as an invitation to push her luck. Her hands began to gently massage the breasts that used to belong to her. Devon squirmed slightly but ultimately lacked the strength, or maybe willpower, to pull away.

"Enjoying your new role?" She teased. "With my new promotion, I can hire two more assistants. So you won't need to worry your slutty little mind about work."

"Wait. No, I... I don't..."

"It's always been your dream to earn a living without having to work. I bet you were picturing being the big boss and delegating your workload onto the poor suckers beneath you, but now... Now you get to be the 'sucker'."

"Woah! What the fuck are you doing!?" Devon gasped, as Megan pulled out her cock. "What the fuck!? Th-that's not-"

Megan burst out laughing as she stroked her enhanced cock. "Imagine my surprise when I found out you were all talk and no substance. A little bit of extra magic and now I'm more of a man than you ever were."

Devon stared at it in amazement. "It's fucking huge! But why did you bother? I thought this was just for the day?"

"What gave you that idea?" Megan smirked. "If you want to earn you're dick back, you've got to work for it. That's what it's like to be in a woman's world."

She took his hand and guided it to her cock. Devon pulled away immediately. "You can't do this! That's sexual harassment! I could sue you! You'd lose your job!"

"Well... If you decide to go down that route, just remember... I can swap bodies with you in the blink of an eye. So if you try to burn me, you're just burning yourself." Her voice sounded even deeper than Devon's once was. It carried more menace. "Now do you want to be Megan; the assistant, or Megan; the unemployed girl desperate to make money for rent?"

He thought. With a body like Megan's, what would that future look like? Sure, he could join a new company, but there was no way he'd make as much money. It'd take years to get where Megan got herself. Of course, there was another option. But that would be no better than his 'duties' as Megan's assistant. Images of dancing on a pole flooded his mind, along with glimpses of the men he'd have to service. Perhaps this was truly the best option, even if he dreaded to do what Megan required of him.

She didn't push him any further, letting him work himself up to the task at hand. He started by grasping from the base, hoping it would look less intimidating. But in his delicate little hand, Megan's cock looked even bigger. It throbbed in his hand. Megan watched.

"I don't know if I can-"

"I didn't think I'd need to do this, but you need a little persuasion." Megan snapped, her eyes flashing white once more.

Devon winced, expecting some sort of punishment, not that his predicament could get much worse. At least, that's what he thought until he noticed his hand was moving up and down Megan's cock. He couldn't stop himself. Megan smiled triumphantly.

"I like my assistants to follow orders. Now you don't have a choice." She explained. "Now show me how much you need to keep this job."

He couldn't stop. His mind flooded with more images. How he could really show Megan. Then, just as the image popped into his head, he felt himself move closer until his mouth was wrapped around her enhanced cock. There was no chance he could stop it now. And Megan was growing more confident in her own role.

"That's right, slut. Suck my cock!" She groaned.

"Mmmph mmm mmph!" Devon replied, unable to pull away.

"What's that? You love my cock?" Megan teased.

She was just as surprised as Devon when he started sucking more passionately. He was consumed with more than a compulsion now. He couldn't get enough of her cock. The taste, the heat, the hardness. It became the greatest thing in his life, much to his shame. With his new passion, Megan felt herself getting close."

"Take it, bitch. Don't waste a single drop of your master's cum." She ordered, grasping the back of Devon's head.

The cum shot into the back of his throat. Megan hadn't commanded him to love it, but he found himself savouring it like a fine wine. His tongue continued to lick and tease her cock, as the final spurts of cum filled his mouth. And despite not particularly enjoying the cum itself, he loved receiving a gift from his Master's glorious cock.

The New Whore In Town (OpenTGC Re-Post)

There were plenty of rumours about Kimberly after she moved in next to the scrapyard. Living in a trailer on the rougher side of town, how could there not be? But while most people assumed she was just some trashy slut, there were some who said she was a witch.

I had been day-drinking with some friends when Kimberly came into conversation. Boys being boys, we talked about her body and what we would do to her. All harmless until everyone chipped in ten bucks to send one of us to her door. And after I drew the short straw, I was left with eighty bucks and the instruction to ‘see what it would get me’.

“Fucks sake…” I grumbled, headed towards the scrapyard on the other side of town. David came with me to make sure I didn’t pussy out. And the forfeit for doing so would be to return everyone’s money and pay for a night out. I didn’t have that kind of cash.

“I can see her trailer from here. You’re on your own now, Jake.” David patted me on the back and pushed me along. “Once I see you hand over the money, I’ll head back and tell the guys. I’m not waiting around to hear that bitch moan.”

“She’s not that bad, surely.” I shrugged.

“I’m not covering your medical bills for whatever she gives you!” He called out, laughing in a drunken stupor.

As I approached the trailer, there was no sign of her. I wasn’t the sort of guy to pay for sex, but I also really couldn’t pay for all the guys’ food and beer. So after a moment of hesitation, I reached out and knocked on the door.