Greg thought the movie was pretty good. Diane was thinking how wonderful it was to be sandwiched between her two men. The fact that her grown teenager was cuddling her, it was so great. She thought the days of him showing her any kind of outward affection were gone, but here they were. And then her daughter entered the room. The glare of the television kept Diane from seeing the angry expression on Ally’s face. All Diane thought was they could be together for a moment. Just a normal family, taking a beat, being together.
She cleared her throat and said, “Dad, make room for Ally on the couch.”
Greg turned his attention from the screen and beamed at his daughter. “Sure thing, pumpkin.” He scootched to the side, leaving a very tiny spot for Ally to squeeze into.
Before Peter could grab Aiden’s arm and drag him into the other room, Peter took in all of their expressions. He saw a mother that was overjoyed for the family to be together again during this college break. He saw a father that had missed his little girl. And he saw his wife wearing Aiden’s face mouthing for him to sit down. He remembered the good this was doing for his old friends. He sighed, then relented, and squeezed into the couch.
Greg pulled his arm around him, and kissed the top of his head. “I thought you two were only going to come out for meals. This is really nice kids.”
“So nice,” Dianed chimed in.
“Okay, okay,” Aiden said. “Don’t go ruining the moment by making a big deal about it.”
“We’re sorry if we take our awesome parents for granted sometimes. We really missed you at college.”
Diane started to tear up. “Oh sweetie. We miss you every day.”
“We love you, Mom and Dad,” Aiden said with a smile. “We’ll try to be more present for the next few days.”
Greg nodded approvingly at his son. “Your mom and I would like that.”
“And I’d be willing to help you around the house,” Ally offered.
Diane laughed. “Who are you and what have you done to our kids!”
There was silence for a second, then Ally and Aiden erupted into a very forced laugh.
“Oh Mom,” Ally said with a nervous giggle. “That’s crazy. You’re crazy.”
“Who else would we be?” Aiden asked seriously.
“How would that even be possible?” Ally added. “I mean, we look just like them.”
Diane knew they were teasing her and said, “Alright you jokers. Let’s finish the movie.”
Both kids settled back in with their parents, and breathed a sigh of relief. When it came to deception in their body swaps, they were a little rusty. They spent all their time usually confined with couples, and rarely had to fool anyone. Peter saw this as a good opportunity to practice.
At the movies end, Diane was yawning, and Greg was actually asleep. He could almost never make it through a movie on a full stomach. They woke him, and once they were all standing up, both kids gave each parent a hug in turn.
“Love you, Mom.”
“Night, Dad.”
“You’re the best.”
“Let’s do something fun tomorrow!”
After that, they bounded to their rooms, and both parents looked at each other with huge smiles. Their hearts were full.
Instead of going into her room, Ally followed Aiden into his. Immediately she dropped the charade of darling daughter, and began to snap at his wife in hushed tones. “Okay, you’ve had your fun, Chrstine. Now let’s switch.”
Christine responded by grabbing the lightweight girl and spinning her around to where Aiden’s bed was directly behind her. Then Christine grabbed the bottom of Ally’s hoodie, and lifted it over her head. Well, tried to. Ally’s head briefly got stuck, and while Peter struggled to get it off, Christine shoved him down into a sitting position on the bed, and attacked his tits with Aiden’s tongue.
As Aiden’s face came into view, Peter wondered what had gotten into his wife. Why was she taking the lead? Why was she sucking on his tits? And why did it feel so good? He knew it had to feel good, of course. Tits were sensitive. He didn’t know how sensitive they could get though, because he’d never allowed his wife to suck on a pair that he inhabited. Turns out, pretty damned sensitive. Before he could stop it, a small moan escaped Ally’s lips.
“Sorry, sis,” Aiden said. “I’ve always wanted to suck on your big tits.”
“Stop it, Christine,” Peter mumbled, even as his hand reached behind Aiden’s head and pulled his face back into his boobs. “Just stop it. Why are you doing this?”
In response, Aiden’s teeth enclosed gently on one of Ally’s nipples, and slowly, ever so slowly, began to apply more pressure.
“Oh fuck me!” Peter cried. “That hurts and feels amazing at the same time!”
Christine released the nipple and looked at her husband. “Welcome to womanhood.”
“Okay, I get it. It’s very different, but not terrible. Now let’s switch.”
“I don’t think you do get it yet, dear,” Christine said gruffly as Aiden’s fingers pulled down Ally’s short skirt. And as the panties slid down next, she said, “But you will in a second.”
As Aiden’s hand reached between his legs, Peter instinctively snapped them shut. The hand reached out and flicked the sensitive nipple. “Hey!” Peter exclaimed louder than he meant to. But the distraction worked. Christine had pulled the legs apart and had found his new slit. Her fingers lit upon a spot that sent fireworks to his brain and pleasure up and down his body. “What the fuck was that?”
“Only the beginning,” Christine smiled, and then she lowered Aiden’s tongue between Ally’s lower lips.
The next several minutes were incredible for Peter. This was so much better than a blowjob. The pleasure came in a series of waves that never seemed to end. He raised Ally’s hips instinctively to make Aiden’s tongue press harder on his clit. Peter saw in Ally’s memories that she’d never been eaten out like this before. Only one boyfriend had so far, and he was so timid, barely licking her. But Christine was using Aiden’s spongy tongue to flick and lash. It was driving Peter wild. He didn’t want it to end, even as his youthful body began to tire.
At last, the tongue pulled away after Ally’s body shook from another orgasm. Ally smiled up at Aiden and said, “Okay, that was great. I’m glad you made me try it. But now, we should probably-”
And then Aiden’s pants and underwear were down, and his dick was out. And Ally’s memories told Peter that she’d seen it before, just this last summer. His towel had slipped while coming back to his room from a shower, and there it was. She had looked away quickly, but in that glance, she knew it was the biggest one she’d seen in person. And now it was in front of her, and her pussy tingled at the sight of it. And then he was pressing it against her. He was sliding it up and down her wetness that was partially her, partially Aiden’s own saliva. And then it parted her. It was in her. Her brother was inside of her. And that was hot. Insanely hot. It was something Peter never knew he so desperately wanted.
Christine saw the change in her husband’s eyes as she began to thrust in and out of his pussy. His mouth was agape, and she was beginning to writhe and moan. Her husband was fucking loving this. She wasn’t hating it either. She like fucking as a dude. She liked sticking this big tool inside his twin sister’s hot, wet snatch. Damn it felt good. Oh, too good. Dammit. Need to slow down. How did guys slow down when they needed to not-
That was as far as the question got as Christine came. Peter felt penis pulse. Felt heat as his wife emptied her balls into him. He wrapped his legs around her back and pulled her in as far as she would go, knowing that’s something he liked his wife to do when he came inside her. She must’ve too, because she grunted appreciatively.
Both spent, Peter fell back onto Aiden’s bed. After a couple minutes, he felt someone tapping his legs. It was Christine. She was curled up on the floor, mumbling something.
“Can’t sleep here,” she said. “Need to get to your room.”
Peter really didn’t want to move. But he also didn’t want Diane and Greg to catch their kids in such a scandalous state. He got up, and felt a warm trickle begin to run down his smooth leg. “What the…oh, ha! I’m leaking.”
“Another great part of being a woman,” Christine said sleepily. “You get to clean up after.”
“Are we going to…” Peter started to ask.
“We’ll take care of it in the morning,” Christine said as she crawled into the bed.
Peter smiled at his wife. “Goodnight dear.”
“You’re not mad at me.”
“I suppose not, but next time, a little warning would be nice.”
“If I had warned you this time, you would have never gone through with it.”
With that, Christine rolled over, and was asleep in seconds.
Early the next morning, the couple returned to mist. They left the house, found the car, and drove back home. They had breakfast together, and both chatted incessantly about the differences they felt as a member of the opposite sex. When pressed whether he’d do it again, Peter said under the right circumstances, he would. When asked what those circumstances were, he just smiled and wouldn’t answer.
With a few more days left in their work week, they both went in, but only to set up everything in their respective jobs as if they were taking a little vacation, because that is exactly what they had decided to do. They arrived at home, turned to mist, and flew across town to the Shiplees.
Diane had wondered more than once why their kids were playing so hot and cold. After the sweet moment they had shared the night before, Diane woke up, made pancakes for the family, and then was saddened when both kids yelled at her for trying to wake them up to come and eat. All day they barely spoke to her. And then around the time Greg came home from work, it was like a switch had flipped. Both kids were suddenly there, hugging her, complimenting her, helping in the kitchen. She asked them why the huge change in mood, and they both apologized profusely to her, and said they’d make up for their bad attitudes by doing whatever she wanted for the rest of the week.
Greg was thrilled that Aiden was suddenly interested in trains again. Over the next few days, they spent a bunch of time in the basement, working on models together and talking about life. It was like his son was becoming his best friend.
Diane felt the same about Ally. It was like she had suddenly decided to mature ten years, and seemed to know a lot more about the world than she had just a few months ago. College could do that, she supposed.
In those mornings before the adults left for work, and the late afternoons when they came back, they were like a Norman Rockwell painting. But when the parents left, the siblings were suddenly all over each other. Clothes came on, and they fucked like rabbits in every room of the house.
To Christine’s delight, Peter had hopped Ally again without any prompting. When she asked him why, he said that the rest of this week was a special occasion, and they should finish it how they started it. They both enjoyed the happiness they were bringing their old friends by inhabiting their children’s bodies. And they very much enjoyed the pleasure they made each other feel when they were alone.
They began to stop calling each other Aiden and Ally in front of their parents, but simply Brother and Sister. This carried over into their love making. With cries of “Fuck me harder brother!” And, “I can’t get enough of your tits, Sis!”
On that Friday, their last day to have the house to themselves, Peter was trying to do a striptease in Ally’s body. Christine couldn’t stop laughing, because Peter didn’t have any rhythm, and apparently, neither did his mount. Ally’s limbs gyrated out of sync, and finally Peter stopped when she saw that his wife wasn’t going to take him seriously.
“Oh don’t me mad, dear,” Christine cooed. “You can make me hard in other ways.”
“Anything in particular?” Peter asked curiously. “Have you looked at his kinks? Is there anything that would make Aiden lose control?”
“I’m not…” and then Christine remembered when she had first hopped Aiden. “Well actually, maybe there is. Hm…let’s try something. Go shower, and be sure to shave, then meet me in my room.”
“You want me to shave my…” Peter said as he looked down at his bush. “I’m not sure I want to…”
“No, no,” Christine said with a wink. “I need you to shave your armpits. Get them real smooth for me.”
Peter gave his wife a coy look. “Um…okay. Is that…is that Aiden’s thing? Armpits.”
Aiden’s face blushed. “I think it is. When I hopped him he was looking at two naked women licking armpits, and he was hard as a rock. Poor guy. He’s only ever told one person, and it was not received well.”
Ally came over and gave Aiden a long, sensuous kiss, then said, “If that’s what my brother wants, give me ten minutes.” As Peter walked away, he looked back and said, “Actually, better make it twenty. I’ve never done this before.”
“Just rely on her muscle memory,” Christine called after him. Just the thought of Ally soaping up and shaving her armpits had gotten her so hard. This body really knew what it liked. She went up to Aiden’s bedroom and tried to wait patiently. It was quite difficult. She thought about all the times she’d made her husband wait. It was torture. It was the longest twenty minutes of her life.
It was actually just eighteen minutes when Ally walked into Aiden’s bedroom. The girl had a towel wrapped around her body, and another around her long, sandy blonde hair. She winked at him and asked, “Hey Bro, remember when you flashed me last summer?”
“Uh, did that actually…Oh wow, yeah it did. I totally flashed you. Well, couldn’t stop thinking about your brother’s dick, huh?”
“Something like that,” she purred, as she let the towel around her fall to the floor.
“What is it about nudity that just instantly does it for a guy?” Christine asked.
“Shh,” Ally said with a finger to her lips. “We’re not asking questions like that right now, Bro. This is about a sister that wants to help her brother out.”
“Oh, uh, how are you going to help me out, Sis?”
“For starters, get naked and sit on your bed.”
Christine had mastered taking off boy clothes in record time the last couple of days, especially when sex was imminent. She then obediently sat down and waited to see how her husband was going to play this out.
As Peter watched Aiden do what he told him to do, he picked up on one of Ally’s kinks. She’d always let her past boyfriends take the lead. But she found it hot when she got to be the one in charge. He could work with that. “You left your phone on the table yesterday. Your browser was open.”
“Uh, I can explain…”
“Quiet,” Ally barked, coming towards him until her breasts were right in front of his eyes. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. It’s just what you’re into. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“I’m glad you think so.”
“Look at me,” Ally snapped. She was pleased to see his eyes immediately locked onto hers. “I want you to tell me the truth. Have you ever looked at my armpits? Like times we’ve gone swimming or something?”
“Yes,” Aiden said quickly.
“Did you ever think they were sexy?”
Aiden only nodded.
“Really? You’re not just telling me what I want to hear?
Aiden shook his head. “No, Sis. Seriously. Your armpits are fantastic.”
“Good to know.” She raised an arm straight up in the air. “If you promise to fuck me hard in whatever positions I want, I’ll let you take a closer look. Is that something you’d want?”
“Y-yes.”
“You would, wouldn’t you? Because armpits get you hard. Mine get you hard. Of course you’d like to take a closer look. Maybe touch them. Sniff them. Lick them. I’ll let you. They’re all nice and clean shaven for you. Is that how you like them?”
Armpits had never meant anything to Christine. Not her own, not another woman’s, and certainly not her husband. But here, as she allowed Aiden’s kink bubble to the surface, it was the most provocative thing she’d ever seen.
Aiden reached out to touch his sister. He started by reaching as high as he could, up to her elbow. Then he let his hand caress slowly down, until it reached curve of her armpit. It was soft and smooth. He leaned forward and sniffed. She hadn’t used soap, just a floral smelling shaving gel. He smelled her again. He thought about how it would smell as he made her work up a sweat. His dick grew even harder.
“Do it Bro,” she ordered. “Lick it. I know you want to.”
And then his mouth was on her. Softly at first, and then with great need. His tongue explored her for several seconds, then she spun her and did the same to the other one. His desire stoked her own, and she said, “I’m going to lay back, and I want you in me. You can lick them as much as you want, just do it with that hard cock inside me.”
He gave her exactly what she wanted. He pushed her onto the bed. She spread wide for him, and he entered her. He was so hard for her. He watched as she raised both arms over her head, giving him a clear invitation. He leaned forward and resumed kissing and licking them. While he did, he fondled her boobs with his free hand.
She felt his thrusts speed up. His pace was manic. There was no way he’d last. But he did. He stayed hard for longer than any of their other sessions. He seemed determined to stay in the moment for as long as possible. She came once, twice, and still his tongue explored under her arm. She was glad she could do that for him. She would give him whatever he wanted. She would let him fuck her and suck her wherever.
At last, Aiden came. He gave a long, muffled moan into her armpit, and then rolled off her, completely satisfied. “That was fucking awesome,” he said. “Who knew armpits could be so sexy.”
“I didn’t,” Peter giggled.
“Can we go again in twenty minutes?”
Peter put one of Aiden’s hand on his breast, then around to his armpit again.
“Maybe just fifteen?” Christine said as she felt her penis twitch.
They both laughed. It only took twelve.
The next day as they went down to breakfast, Christine told her husband she had a surprise for him. “Aiden is going shopping with his mother!”
“Uh, okay?” Peter said, clearly wondering why that was a good thing.
“I made him tell Diane that he needed some new clothes for college, and how much he’d like to spend the day with just her.”
“Well that’s…very nice I guess. But what’ll I do?”
“What we’ve been doing, silly. We’ll try something new.”
“I don’t understand…” was all he could manage before their parents joined them in the dining room.
Peter was still in the dark as Aiden got into the minivan with Diane and drove away. He watched as the car was almost at the end of the block, then squinted as he thought he saw something. Sure enough, it was his wife’s mist coming back towards the house. It raced towards him, and began to swirl around him. “What? What do you want woman? You want me to exit Ally and follow you?”
The mist bounced up and down, and a second later, Peter’s mist joined her. He thought they were going to chase after the van, but he watched as Christine’s mist flew into Ally. She looked up at him and with a mischievous smile said, “I think it’s time for some quality father daughter time, don’t you?”
To be continued?
Peter watched as Ally walked purposefully to the house and held the door open for him. He quickly took the hint, and in no time, he found himself in Greg’s slightly pudgy body.
“Hey, daddy,” Ally said coming up to him. “Since it’s just the two of us, let’s do something together.”
Peter was doing his best to keep up. “What, uh, what should we do?”
She got right in front of him and said, “I’d like you to show me your trains, daddy.”
That was not where he thought this was going, but he wasn’t going to question it. “Right…right this way, pumpkin.” He turned and led them down the stairs. “It’s been a long time since you wanted to look at daddy’s train set.”
“Oh yes. My brother was telling me about some of the pieces down here. You’ve put a lot of work into them, haven’t you daddy?”
“I sure have. This piece for example, I ordered it online, but I painted it myself, and even added this bit right here with a special-”
“Daddy?” she whispered.
He turned to look at her. She wasn’t wearing a stitch of clothes. She looked at him expectantly.
“Daddy, do you like to play with these trains more than you like to play with me?”
“N-no, I don’t…of course not.”
She cleared his workbench, shoving several unfinished pieces, models and glue to the floor. Then she hopped up onto and spread her legs. “Then come and prove it. Come and play with me. You can use my whole body as your plaything. It’s all for you daddy. All because of what a good sport, I mean, good father you’ve been this week. So now you can have your daughter’s pussy, that is, if you want me. Do you daddy? Do you want me?”
Peter found out in a hurry that Greg’s member was just as long and hard as he remembered it. He found it hopping Greg really was like slipping on a familiar pair of jeans.
As his hard cock revealed itself, Ally gasped, “Oh wow, daddy! It’s bigger than Aiden’s!”
Peter hesitated for a second, then said in an authoritative tone, “Young lady, how is it you’ve seen your brother’s cock?”
“I’m sorry, daddy,” Ally pouted as she swung her legs back and forth. “I’ve seen it bunches of times because I’ve been fucking my brother all week.”
“That is a very bad girl.”
“Oh no! Does this mean you won’t play with me anymore?”
Greg walked quickly over to his daughter. “I will, but I’ll have to punish you first.”
“Ooh,” Ally squealed. “How are you going to punish me? Are you going to spank me?”
“I…yes. So, uh…” Peter got down on one knee. “Lay on my knee with your butt in the air.”
“Yes, daddy.”
Christine didn’t know if she liked being spanked until that very moment. Turns out, she liked it a lot. “Oh daddy! Yes, daddy! I’ve been a bad girl! I saw my brother’s cock so much! I let him fuck me with it! Oh that hurts daddy! Yes! I deserve it! I’m a little slut, aren’t I daddy?”
And then Greg lifted her up and put her ass back on the work bench. He roughly spread her legs, and pushed his full length inside of her. “Oh yes, daddy! Yes! Play with your daughter! Let me be your plaything! I’ll only look at your cock from now on. I’ll be your good girl! Yes I will. Unless you want me to be bad! I’ll be whatever you want! Whatever you want daddy!”
It ended up being another very good day for the Henderson’s. Less so for Aiden, who was trapped on a shopping trip with his mother, oblivious to why he ever said yes to it. It might be alright if he got some nice new clothes though.
