(Originally on writing.com)
It had all seemed 'harmless' and 'temporary' at the time. I had heard my mother saying in conversation to her friends a few times, how big my dad's dick was. Not that I was really bothered, but I decided to find out for myself. I sighed despondently as I recollected the moment, a month ago, where I had grasped the magic token in my hand and wished to switch genitals with my dad.
Of course the initial feeling was so arousing and exciting... as I was forced to spread my legs apart as dad's cock and balls sprouted between my legs, replacing my teenaged pussy and forming a large bulge in my denim skirt. I remember I got an immediate erection after the swap, and it didn't take me long to 'rub one out' and blow my load all over my bed sheets, which then had to be washed.
Funnily enough, the next morning, I heard my mother on the phone again, talking to her friend Suzy. She mentioned dad again and their night together, only this time she talked about what a tight little pussy he had. I grimaced a little, imagining my own mother licking my pussy out, whether it was attached to my dad or not. Then again, I had spent most of the night jacking off with dad's cock and experiencing several orgasms, so I couldn't talk. The only drawback was having to wait for my balls to fill up with spunk again between each go. And I made sure to contain my cum as much as possible too, not wanting to have to wash more bedding and clothing. And so it went for the next week or so, until I got bored with having my dad's penis... and I tried to swap back with him, only to discover that the token wouldn't work.
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Finding out I was now stuck with my dad's 'junk' was the worst moment of my life. I was a fairly attractive 16-year old girl... who had the genitals of a 42-year old man between my legs. The only saving grace was that nobody but me was aware of the swap. And at least both of my parents could now have multiple orgasms while having sex. I tried to look on the good side, even though there really wasn't one.
"Chrissy?" I heard my mother shouting me. "You ready for school?"
"Yes mom!" I sighed, grabbing my rucksack and slinging it over my shoulder before exiting my bedroom.
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Tue Aug 15 10:29:35 2017