One Cool Aunt By BluePossession
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One Cool Aunt
Author - BluePossession
One Cool Aunt
My name is Malcolm Wilkerson. I’m just your average skinny 18 year old high school senior, well, except for the fact that I’m kind of goth. I mean, I don’t wear eyeliner or anything, I just kind of dress in dark clothing a lot and listen to goth music. Me and my best friend Alice were super excited all year to see one of our favorite bands live when they come to our town next week. The only problem is we just found out yesterday that they’re playing in a 21+ only venue. I’ve been bummed about it all day.
As I was sitting at the kitchen table moping about how miserable my life is, my cool Aunt Jenny walked into the room. She’s my mom’s younger sister. She’s 31, currently unemployed and single. She’s always been a really cool slacker. The complete opposite of my mom who’s a prim and proper professional optometrist. They’re both about average height with medium brunette hair. Except my mom dresses like a librarian and ties her hair up, it makes her look way older. My aunt however where’s her hair in a wild way and dresses in t shirts with jeans. Sometimes she’ll even grab one of my band shirts whether it’s ripped or not and wear it around the house.
Anyway mom let her move in with us temporarily while she finds a new job. But usually she just sits around the house watching TV and drinking a beer. No makeup and sometimes no bra. I like her and she’s more fun than my mom, but I can’t really bring any guy friends to my house anymore. It’s just so embarrassing how much they drool and stare, she’ll even flirt with and tease them. They all have a crush on her. They tell me how hot she is, but I just don’t see it because we’re related. I even tell them she’s a little chubby from drinking beer all day, but according to my friends that just makes her jugs and posterior bigger. But yeah I had to stop bringing guy friends over because of the constant questions about my aunt. They kept asking me: What’s her number? Is she actually your college age sister? Would she go out with me? Is she easy?
“Hey sport!” My aunt said while ruffling my hair. “What’s up with you? You seem all mopey and sad. Did something happen at school?” She said while pulling a beer out of the fridge and cracking it open.
“Huh? Oh no it’s nothing.” I said trying to hide my sadness.
“Oh come on Malcolm. You can tell me. I’m not like your mom, I’m your cool aunt. You can tell me anything, anything at all.” She said as she took a big sip of her beer. “Is this about a girl? You know it wasn’t that long ago that I was a high school girl. I can give you tons of secrets…” She said with a big grin.
“Haha, you always cheer me up Auntie.” I chuckled. “But I just don’t think you can help me with my problem.”
“Try me.” She said taking a seat at the kitchen table and setting her beer down. She’s getting serious.
“Well remember that concert me and Alice were looking forward to all year?”
“Yeah the little psychos are playing right?”
“Yeah the Psychoids. Anyway this could be their last concert in our town ever since they’re breaking up. That’s why I really wanted to go see them but me and Alice just found out that it’s happening at a 21+ venue only. We’re not old enough which means we’re gonna miss there last tour ever. It sucks.” I sighed.
“Wow that does suck. I guess there isn’t anything I can do about that. Sorry kiddo.” She said picking up her beer again.
“Well unless…” I began to say while getting a bright idea. “Well, I mean is it possible you can score me a fake ID? You know I’m kind of tall. It could work.” I said starting to cheer up.
“Woah, woah, slow down there champ!” Aunt Jenny said, raising a hand. “Look Champ, I know I’m your cool fun aunt, and there’s a lot I would do for my favorite little nephew. If you wanted me to, I’d buy you some beer, weed, or maybe even some condoms.”
“Condoms?! I don’t need you to buy me those.” I exclaimed embarrassingly.
“I’m just teasing kiddo! What I mean to say is there’s a lot I would do for you. But a fake ID? That’s a serious crime. You could go to jail for a year. In high school me and your mom both knew a kid named Trevor who got caught with one. It ruined his life. If I got you one it could ruin yours, plus your mom would definitely kill me. Not happening, nephew.”
“Damn it. I guess there’s just no way I can go to that concert next week. It’s over.” I sobbed as I let my head fall down on the kitchen table and slammed my fist against it.
“Well actually, there is this one thing…” Aunt Jenny began to say in deep thought. “No never-mind. I promised your mom I wouldn’t use those things again.” She said standing up and heading out of the kitchen.
“Huh? Never use what again?” I said standing up from my seat. “You have something that could help me? Is there still some hope of me seeing that concert? Please, I’ll do anything auntie-”
“Look Malcolm,” She said, getting serious for once. “I’m sorry for getting your hopes up but your mom would kill me if I ever told you about the r- Oh crap, I’ve said too much already. Look, I’m heading out. I’ll see you later Champ.” She said as she headed out the front door.
Damn. It sounds like she’s hiding something big. Whatever this secret is, it sounds like there’s a tiny chance of me seeing the Psychoids live next week. I just have to get her to talk somehow.
The next morning I walked into the kitchen half awake, trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes.
“YOU LAZY PIECE OF CRAP!” I heard my mom yell. “ALL YOU DO IS SIT AROUND MY HOUSE ALL DAY DRINKING BEER. WHEN ARE YOU GETTING A JOB?”
I walked in to see my mom was absolutely livid and yelling at my aunt. It happens somewhat regularly but usually not this early in the morning.
“-DRINKING A BEER FOR BREAKFAST? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU’RE A HORRIBLE INFLUENCE ON MALCOLM.” she said, grabbing my Aunt’s beer can and throwing it in the garbage can. “Oh hi sweety.” She said, finally noticing me.
“Good morning mom. Good morning Aunty.” I said sleepily.
“Okay I’ll talk to you both later. I don’t want to be late to work.” My mom said, grabbing her purse and starting to head towards the front door.
“Geez, I’m sorry you had to hear that Malcolm.” My aunt said looking down sadly at her beer.
“It’s okay auntie. I’m sorry my mom treats you that way. I don’t think you’re a bad influence at all by the way. You’re my favorite aunt.” I said, trying to cheer her up.
“Malcolm she’s right. Look at me, I’m unemployed and free loading at my sister’s house. Drinking a beer for breakfast. I’m useless.” she saild while sulking.
“You’re not useless. Remember that time you went to my parent teacher conference for me so I wouldn’t get in trouble? You also got me out of class and took me to a water park. You’re the coolest aunt ever. Plus you mentioned that you might be able to get me into that concert somehow.” I said subtly seeing if she’ll finally tell me her secret.
“I really shouldn’t, years ago I promised your mom-” She paused, probably thinking about my mom for a minute. “Well I promised her I wouldn’t bring it up ever again. But well, she’s been kind of a jerk lately. Okay look I’ll tell you what we can do to possibly get you into this concert. But honestly you might not like it. And DO NOT tell your mother about what I’m about to tell you.” She said with the most serious look I’ve ever seen on her.
I rolled my eyes. “Come on Aunty, how bad could this be?”
“I’m serious Malcolm. Look, your mom will kill me if she ever found out I told you about what me and her did. Swear to me you won’t tell her about this.”
“Okay, okay. I swear Aunty. Mom will never find out.” I said now uneasy about what she’s hiding.
“Look, this is going to sound crazy at first, but bear with me. Almost ten years ago, when I was 18 and your mom was 20 we inherited some old family heirlooms. These two old family rings that were a matching set, one blue one red. Our grandma claimed they were magical but that their secret had been lost to time. Anyway one day your mom was wearing the blue ring and I was wearing the red one. I accidentally bumped into her on the stairs and we both went tumbling down. Except when I had made it the bottom I couldn’t find my sister anywhere. That is until I looked down and noticed that I was somehow in her body, and on her- or I guess my – ring finger was now a third purple ring. Somehow the magical rings let you take over another person’s body. At first I was quite shocked and terrified that I was stuck in your mom’s body. I had no idea if it was reversible or if I had somehow killed her. Eventually though I decided to pull of the purple ring and see what happened. It immediately separated us and there were 2 rings again-”
“Aunty, no offense, but how many beers have you had this morning?” I asked not really believing all of this.
"I’ve only had one beer! Look, I know how ridiculous all of this sounds but trust me it’s all true. Besides, let me finish. Once we separated I explained what had happened and your mother believed since she had no idea what happened between her falling down the stairs and her waking up on the couch. Once we realized we could take over people’s bodies, well that’s when the fun began. We used and abused those rings so much. One time we used them on a liquor store manager and got tons of alcohol for free. Another time she had me take over a rich guy and take her on a shopping spree. One time I had her take over this bitchy co-worker of mine named Suzy to make her break up with her boyfriend so that I could steal him. We did lots of crazy things.
“Auntie, magic isn’t real and there’s no way my uptight mom would EVER have gone along with any of this.” I said not buying into this story at all.
“Your mom wasn’t always that way kiddo. In fact maybe this experience is what made her that way. Let me get to the end. Very quickly this power was starting to corrupt us. We were actually harming people’s lives and not caring. They never remembered what we did in their bodies but they did have to deal with the consequences. One day we finally went too far. Your mom had a giant crush on the next door neighbor named Todd. He was about 40 and a father but still quite muscular and fit. Your mom had a thing for DILFs I guess. She explained to me that she really wanted to fuck him somehow, I explained to her that her best bet was probably to take over his wife which is what we normally did in that situation. But she insisted that she wanted to have sex with him in her own body somehow. She was basically asking me to take over Todd’s body and fuck her.”
“-What the fuck.” I said in complete shock at all of this. “Auntie this story, it’s too much. I mean, it’s just. None of this sounds real, none of this can be real. Why would my mom- I mean wouldn’t that be incest? I really don’t get any of this at all.”
“It’s all true, I swear it is. And whether or not it’s incest? Well for her it wouldn’t be, she would just be getting rammed by Todd from her perspective. But for me? Yeah I would basically be fucking my own older sister. But she kept justifying it, saying that it would be okay since the bodies in play weren’t related. Even so I really didn’t want to do it no matter how much she bothered me to. But eventually after months on end she convinced me to do it for her as a birthday present.”
I didn’t want to say anything further. I just sat there in complete disbelief at this story my aunt was telling me. Could this all actually be true? Why is she telling me this? And man I really hope it isn’t true. Maybe this is some kind of prank, she’s pranked me before.
“We pulled the same routine we always did. Todd was watering his front lawn. Your mom gave him the ring and claimed it was a gift, asked him to try it on to see if it fit. While she did that I walked up behind him wearing the red ring. Then as soon as he had it on I jumped straight into him. I took him over. It was the first guy I ever took over and definitely the most different body I’ve ever been in. It was so crazy to be 6’4 tall and muscular. But before I could even observe every single difference your mother had already pulled me into Todd’s house. We went straight to Todd’s room and- well your mom and I got down to business. I really don’t feel comfortable getting into too many details with you but it was so raw and rough. It was so strange to have a guy’s cock, that thing is insatiable. Speaking of which, your mom was insatiable as well. She was in heaven and so was I. She got so into it and even called me Todd the entire time. She’s a minx you know.”
“What. The. Fuck.” I said trying to process what my aunt was telling me. “Look auntie, I don’t want to hear more about how sexual my mom is. And I still think this is all some crazy prank.”
“Just let me finish champ! Anyway we were so caught up in the moment that we completely lost track of time. We didn’t even hear when Todd’s wife got home. She walked in on what she thought was her husband fucking the hot 20 year old neighbor. She of course screamed and threw a fit. First she attacked your mom and called her a whore. When I pulled her off with my strong male body she then started attacking me. Calling me a cheating dog and other things. Said she was going to divorce me and and ruin my life etc. We tried our best to calm her down but she wasn’t having it. At one point she got a knife and I thought she might kill one of us. Luckily once the adrenaline died down we calmed her enough to sit her down on the couch and have a chat. We had to come clean and explain the rings to her. She of course wasn’t believing us at all, till I removed the purple ring and split back into two. She then made us explain to Todd what we had done with his body. They both threatened to call the cops at first, but then realized the cops wouldn’t believe them. No one would believe them. They just asked us to leave while they both cried in each-other’s arms. Me and your mother felt horrible for what we had done to them. Eventually they moved, probably afraid that we might do that to them again. Your mom never got over it, she grew a conscience that day. She realized that what we did to our neighbors is what we had done to everyone else. That was just the first time we had to stick around and see the consequences firsthand. She vowed to never use the rings again. She wanted to destroy them too, but I wanted to keep them. She let me keep them only if I promised I would only use them with consent. So from that day on I kept them and use them every now and then for fun. My last boyfriend would let me take him over now and then.”
“Well Auntie that was a really interesting and gross fever dream you’ve told me. But what the hell does this have to do with me and the concert I want to go to?” I said in angry confusion.
She went up stairs to the guest room she was staying and quickly returned with an ornate box.
“Here they are Malcolm.” She said opening the box and revealing a blue ring and red ring. “These are the rings I was talking about. If you keep it a secret, you can use this to get into that 21+ venue.”
“Woah” I said standing up from my chair and getting a better look at them. “Okay let’s say I do believe you for a second, that these rings are the real deal. What’s the plan then? Do we go to the concert and use the rings on some guy outside of the venue?” I said, hesitantly humoring her.
“Well not exactly. After what me and your mom did, she gave them up but I vowed to never use them on someone unwilling ever again. If you want to get into that concert then it would have to be in my body. I don’t think it would be right to use them on a stranger.” She said frankly.
“WHAT THE HELL!” I said standing up from my seat, bewildered. “ME IN YOUR BODY AT THE CONCERT? Look I’ll be honest Auntie I really don’t believe any of this, and even if I did, I don’t think I want to go as you really. You’d look so out of place there. No offense.”
“Haha, none taken kiddo. You just said you’d do whatever you could to get into that concert. And that’s the only way I could think of doing it. You know what? Sorry it was silly of me to even suggest that. I just wanted to help out my favorite little nephew. That’s all. But you’re right, why would an 18 year old boy even want to go in the body of his 31 year old aunt? It’s too silly.” She said, shaking her head, thinking about how absurd her plan was. “But I don’t want you to think I’m lying. Want to see some proof?”
“Okay sure I guess.” I said nervously.
“Here put this ring on.” She said, setting the blue ring on the table in front of me.
“Alright.” I said putting it on my ring finger. There’s no way this will do anything.
“Okay now just stand up and try to relax.” She said standing up and starting to walk behind me.
“W-wait, what exactly are you doing-”
Nothing. Absolute darkness.
All of a sudden I’m laying face down somewhere. I get up yawning and realize I was laying on the couch in my living room. “Woah… what the hell? I swear I was just in the kitchen a second ago… I feel like I just got up from a nap.”
“Oh you’re finally awake champ.” My aunt said walking into the living room with a small mirror in her hand.
“Uh yeah I guess I am. What just happened? I remember you were telling me the craziest story about some silly rings and then… you said you would prove they were real somehow.” I said trying to remember what had just happened.
“Oh yeah, that was like half an hour ago. I think I spent about 20 minutes in your body then I got out and let you take a nap on the couch for another 10.”
“What? There’s no way that’s possible Auntie. I mean I was definitely in the kitchen and don’t remember how I got here but, there could be any number of reasonable explanations. I think.” I said trying to be logical.
“Sure, sure. Hey how about you take a look in this mirror for a second.” She said, handing me the small mirror she had with a child-like grin.
“Oh. My. God.” I couldn’t believe what was on my face. “Why the Hell is there makeup on my face??? How the fuck do I get this off.” I was so disgusted and started trying to rub it all off my eyes and face.
“Haha oh geez. You are freaking out so hard. It’s just makeup you dork. It’s not going to kill you.” My aunt said, holding her stomach from laughing too hard. “Oh yeah look at your phone too. You may have sent me a video while you were… under the influence.”
I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and slowly unlocked it. I checked my latest sent messages and there was one sent to my aunt’s phone number. It was a video message and I hit play dreading what this could be. As it started playing I realized it was a video of me still in this ridiculous makeup making kissy faces at the camera. Fuck. This is so embarrassing.
“Okay fine Auntie. You’ve convinced me. These fucking rings are real.” I said, yanking the blue ring off my finger angrily. “You only had to completely humiliate me to do it. I’m going to the bathroom to try to get this crap off.” I started heading towards the bathroom.
“Hey, hey where are you going champ.” She said grabbing my arm and stopping me. “Look I’m sorry I put some makeup on you. I was just having a little fun, it’s been a while since I was someone else. You don’t have to get so upset, little man. Besides, now that you know it’s real… this means you CAN go to that concert next week.”
“Well- I mean yeah possibly. Whatever. I need to get this crap off me.” I said pushing my way through to the bathroom.
Me and my best friend Alice were hanging out at her place listening to some music.
“Man this album rocks. I love the Psychoids.” I said rocking my head to the music.
“Yeah I do too.” Alice said turning the volume down. “I can’t believe they’re splitting up after this tour. This is probably the last time they ever come to this town. I wish I was 21 already. Being 18 sucks.”
“Yeah I wish we could go.”
“I’d do anything to be able to go.” Alice said completely bummed out.
“Really? You’d do anything?” I asked.
“Yeah of course I would. Wouldn’t you? They’re, like, our favorite band ever.”
“Well… I mean yeah I wish I could go but… Anything to go? Like would you go even if it meant you had to, uhm, wear your uncle’s clothes and pretending to be your uncle?” I asked trying to frame it as best I could.
“Anything. I would do it in a heartbeat if it meant I got to go. I’d even dress as a clown or jester or something. If there was any way at all to go, I’d go.” Alice said getting uncomfortably close to me and very determined. “Did you ask your Aunt Jenny about getting us some fake IDs?”
“I did. She said no way. That we could get some serious jail-time like some guy she knew in high school.” I confessed.
“Dang. Did she say anything else?”
“Well she did mention this one thing… but it’s really out there. I mean she mentioned a way to sneak just me in, I don’t know if I’m brave enough to-”
“Do it. Do it Malcolm. This is our only chance. Even if I don’t get to go, at least one of us should. Is that why you’re asking me these questions? You want to know if I think you should go through with whatever possibly illegal thing your aunt wants to try. Well I think you should.”
“It’s not illegal Alice. It’s just bizarre. I guess you’re right though. I should just man up and take her offer. Thanks for the motivation Alice.”
“Anytime dummy.” She said playfully punching me in the arm.
I got home and saw my Aunt Jenny was on the couch, staring at her phone. Probably checking her social media or something. She was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt with her hair in a ponytail. A very typical look for her.
“Hey uhm Auntie. I’ve had a while to think about your offer and well… At first I really didn’t want to take you up on that offer. I mean it would be embarrassing to be in the body of my Aunt at a Psychoids concert…”
“Oh you’d be embarrassed to be me? Why is that?” She said accusingly.
“Huh, no I don’t think you’re embarrassing. I think you’re the coolest aunt ever, even all my friends like Alice think you’re cool. I just mean that a 31 year old lady is going to look a little weird at a goth-”
“Oh so now you’re calling me old? Well, now I’m really offended.” She said pretending to be upset.
“Oh come on Auntie you know what I mean. I don’t think you’re old I just think we would look out of place you know?” I said pleadingly.
“Yeah I guess you’re right. But it would be better than not going right?” She smiled.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I was going to say. It would be tough, but I’d rather go as you then regret it my whole life. I know if I don’t take this chance I’ll never stop thinking of what could have been. Auntie, if you’re still willing, then I would like to accept the offer and use the rings to get into that concert next week.”
“Alright young man, let’s say I accept as well. What’s in it for me?” She said coyly.
“I’ll do all the chores mom makes you do. For a whole month.”
“Just a month?”
“Fine 2 months.”
“Hmmm, and you have to promise to let me borrow YOUR body sometime as well.”
“Huh? S-sure I guess. Why would you want to be an 18 year old boy anyway? It’s probably way cooler being an adult.”
“I don’t have anything in mind yet. But it could be fun.” She smiled devilishly.
“Well that sounds fine. So it’s a deal then? Next week Friday you and me do the ring thing and I go to the concert?” I asked stupidly.
“Yeah sure next Friday. Do you, maybe wanna do a test run right now? Get you used to this body before the real thing?” She said motioning down at her body.
I accidentally looked down and stared at my Aunt’s breasts. Why the Hell did I do that? I looked away and started blushing. “Uh no thanks. I’m sure I’ll be fine the day of the concert. I don’t need to try it out early or anything.”
“You sure? The center of gravity is different for a woman. You’re really setting yourself up to be clumsy if you don’t practice first. Well how about this, we use the rings at least a couple hours before the concert so you can get used to it.”
“Okay sure whatever.” I said still blushing thinking about it. I immediately start heading to my room trying to escape the awkwardness.
Day of the concert.
This week has been really conflicting. I was really excited to finally get to see the Psychoids live for the first time ever. Probably the last as well. But part of me was dreading today, knowing that it will also be the day I have to basically become my aunt to get into the concert. It was already an hour after I usually got up but I was just laying in bed staring at the ceiling.
“Knock knock Champ!” My aunt said bursting through my door. “Get up already! Aren’t you excited? Didn’t you say this is your favorite band or something? Why are you still sleeping in?” She said standing over me and pulling the covers away.
“Ughhhh.” I groaned. “I am looking forward to the concert, what I’m not looking forward to is having to go as you. I’ll feel really awkward. I’ve never really… You know I’ve never been a woman before.” I said realizing how stupid I sounded as I said it.
“I guess that’s true, that’s why I offered to let you take me over for a practice day last week. But you said no! How about this instead, you take a shower and eat some breakfast while I get ready. Then I let you become me at 3 pm, 5 hours before the concert starts. 5 hours to get used to being me.”
“I don’t know I don’t really want to be you more than necessary. Maybe just an hour or so before-”
“Absolutely not! If you don’t get used to my body first you’ll be uncoordinated at the concert. What if you fall and break a bone or something? We better do this at least 3 hours before.”
“Fine! Alright you win! 3 hours before concert time. I just don’t want to be in you that long, that’s all. I just don’t see the point. I also don’t really know what you even want me to do while I’m in control…”
“Hmmm yeah I wonder what you’ll get up to. You’re not going to peek at my breasts are you?” She said, raising an eyebrow.
“HUH? I would never! You’re my aunt for crying out loud!” I yelled while blushing beet red.
“Haha I know you wouldn’t, you’re a good kid. I’m just teasing. Although, if you really wanted to take a peek I really wouldn’t mind. I mean after all I am the coolest aunt in the world aren’t I?”
“W-what! Are you crazy or something?”
“Well I mean think about it Malcolm, I’m already letting you take control of my body while I’m basically asleep. It doesn’t get more intimate than that. You seeing my breasts wouldn’t be a big deal after that.”
“Ugh. I need to get ready already. I’ve had enough of this discussion.” I said getting up and heading out of my room.
hours before the concert.
I was just sitting on the couch watching T.V. Apparently my aunt is getting ready somehow, I guess picking out an outfit that she wants her body to wear to the concert.
“Okay my precious little nephew. I’m all ready for our little outing. What do you think of this outfit I picked out for us both to wear!” She said proudly strutting into the rooms.
“What the Hell. What are you wearing???” I said, realizing to my horror what my aunt expected us both to wear to an Emo concert. She was wearing the pinkest sweatpants and sweatshirt I have ever seen in my life. They were snug and hugged the shape of her body. You can clearly see the shape of her breasts- Wait why do I keep thinking about that? And she has her brunette hair in a ponytail and she even wore a little makeup. “I can’t!- I mean you can’t wear that to an emo concert! Have you ever been to one before? Everyone there is probably going to be wearing all black. Wearing that? We’ll stick out like a sore thumb. And why are you wearing makeup? You never wear makeup! It’s like you’re trying to make this weirder. It’ll be so embarrassing… People are going to think we’re somebody’s mom who got lost on the way to some yoga classes or something.”
“Oh how DARE YOU! You ungrateful little…” She said wanting to wrap her hands around my neck. “I’m doing this for you, you little twerp. I just wanted to do you a giant favor but you’re hung up on what I’m wearing, why do you even care?” She yelled angrily. “Besides I thought I’d wear these sweatpants to make you comfortable for your first time in a woman’s body. But you don’t seem grateful at all. Maybe I should go back upstairs and wear the girliest dress I own! Would you like that? You keep acting like being in my body is the worst thing in the world when there are billions of bodies uglier than mine. I bet I’m hotter than any girl at that stupid concert anyway. Or maybe we should just call all of this off and neither of us goes anywhere tonight!”
“Okay alright, alright. Look I’m sorry Auntie, you’re absolutely right, I am being ungrateful. You’re doing me a giant favor here and I understand that. Look, it’s absolutely fine, okay? I’ll go wearing that. And I have to agree that wearing a dress would be way worse.”
“Nice to hear an apology from you Champ.” she said adjusting her hair after her outburst. “Now, I’ll put on the blue ring this time.” She said putting on the ring and then handing me the red one. “And you put on the red one. After that I’ll close my eyes and stand here while you basically walk into me. Got it?”
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“Uh yeah I guess I do.” I said while putting the red ring slowly onto my finger. Wow this is it. For months all I could think about was the Psychoids concert, but this whole week all I could think about was how my Aunt was going to let me, a horny 18 year old guy, basically have free reign over her body. She was really trusting me on this one, I better not mess up. She probably also thinks I’m not going to try anything weird because we’re related and she’s right. I’ve never thought about her sexually ever before. Well that is until last week when she kind of forced me to start thinking about her in a certain way. I was standing behind her as she stood there waiting for me. I’ve never really taken a look at her from behind before. Her bottom actually looks kind of nice in those pants of hers-
“Well hotshot? Are you going to take me over already or are we going to stand here like idiots all night?” She complained as I stood silently behind her.
“Alright I’m ready. I’m going in.” I said as I forced my body to walk into my aunt. My mind really made me think that eventually I was going to collide with her at some point. But instead I seemed to go right through her, and then, darkness.
As soon as I phased through I immediately felt myself falling forward.
“Oh crap!” I yelled as I fell. “Oof.” I moaned as I hit the ground chest first. For some reason my chest hurt more than it had ever hurt in my life. It felt completely bruised and swollen. My hands went straight to them to try rub the pain away. It was kind of working, for some reason rubbing was even kind of pleasurable.
“Ooooo ahhhhh.” I heard a woman moaning in pleasure. Wait a second. That sound came out of my mouth.
“Oh no.” I said as I looked down and saw my Aunt’s tiny feminine hands on her pink sweatshirt covered breasts. I immediately removed them. I could feel my Aunt’s cheeks blushing. “I can’t believe I just grabbed my own Aunt’s boobs. And it felt awesome. I’m really going to Hell for that one I guess. Woah. It’s so crazy to hear Auntie’s voice in my tone of voice. I’m a big doofus! Haha, man that is funny.” I laughed on the ground, making my Aunt look like a maniac laughing on the living room floor. I started to get up when all of a sudden I felt myself losing balance again.
“Oh crap!” I said, catching myself on the couch. “Looks like Auntie was right. I should’ve practiced more in this body instead of just winging it. I better get used to it now.”
I began to walk towards the full length mirror we keep in the hallway. Standing in front of it, I already knew I was in my Aunt’s body and yet, seeing her reflection in the mirror with a shocked look. That’s when it totally felt real. I started rubbing and pulling at her face. “Man Auntie you’re kind of starting to look a little old, but still very pretty.” I then let my eyes wander and look lower towards her chest and the rest of her body, even turning around to get a view of her butt. I mean I already did the worst and grabbed her breasts by accident earlier. Looking and checking her out is less depraved than that. Right?
“You know, not bad Auntie. My friends always said you were hot but I could never really see it before. But being in your body and seeing it from the inside out, you really are pretty hot.” I then stuck out my Aunt’s tongue in the mirror to make myself laugh more.
“Haha oh man this is kind of fun.” Suddenly I looked straight into the eyes of my Aunt Jenny’s reflection. It was strange. As though in that moment it all really hit me. “I… I don’t just look like my Aunt Jenny. I literally AM my Aunt Jenny. Five minutes ago I was a man. Now I have long brown hair, a pair of breasts, and no cock hanging from my crotch. This is insane… But I can’t go looking like this. What can I do?” I looked over my Aunt’s matching pink clothes and thought if maybe I could check her clothes out to see if there’s something else I could wear. But then I remembered most of her clothes are like this. “She doesn’t have anything appropriate for a goth concert in there.” I thought outloud to myself. “Wait a second. I think I know someone who can help.” I said with a mischievous grin.
I was in my Aunt’s car on my way to my best friend Alice’s house. I had texted her with my own phone letting her know that I couldn’t go to the concert but my Aunt wanted to go and maybe take some video for me in my place. I also mentioned that my Aunt would probably need a “goth” makeover, which Alice seemed really excited to help out with. Little does she know that it’s not actually my Aunt who she’ll be helping…
It wasn’t far so I was quickly there. I parked my Aunt’s car and started walking towards Alice’s front door. It was nice to be able to drive a car by myself currently with my Aunt’s license. In my real body I can’t drive alone cause I still only have a learner’s permit.
I had barely knocked on the door when suddenly it opened Alice hopping up and down with excitement and a large smile. She was a foot shorter than my aunt and was currently in an all goth look, white face makeup, black hair, black lipstick, jeans and a Psychoids T shirt.
“Ohmygosh! Hello Ms. Malcolm’s Aunt. Long time no see - You look just as hot as you always do - I always liked your look and attitude - like a lazy hot. - tons of men in town have a crush on you right? Even some of my school friends do too- I’m sorry, I’m doing that thing where I talk too much. Anyway Malcolm texted me that you want some help with your look for the concert?”
“Y-yes Alice. I’m sorry to be frank but yes I’d rather just focus on fixing my appearance right now.” I said.
“What? I think that matching pink outfit is cute!” She said with surprise.
“Yeah it is… I mean I picked it after all haha… It’s just, don’t you think I’ll stick out too much in the goth crowd? I was wondering if you could goth me up a bit, that’s all. I would’ve done it myself but I really don’t know much about it.” I said nervously scratching the back of my head.
“Wow, you scratch the back of your head when you’re being shy. That’s just like what Malcolm does. It must be a family thing. But yeah I’d totally like to help you! Let’s go to my room right now.”
“Yeah, a family thing right. Also your parents won’t mind if we’re in your room alone?” I asked because normally her dad doesn’t want us to be in her room alone, even though Alice has told him many times we are just friends.
“Huh? No one’s home but why would they care even if they were? I mean it’s not like you’re a boy or anything.” She said confused by my concern.
“Ahh you’re right. I don’t know what I was thinking. It’s just us girls here.” I said following her inside her house and up the stairs into her room.
It was so strange to see Alice like this. Usually she’s just my best friend and we treat each other like that. But right now she’s treating me like my Aunt. Instead of being equals, it’s like she’s really eager to impress me. Like I’m an older sister or something. It’s a really different dynamic. I even saw the way she looked at my – I mean my Aunt’s breasts. As if she were admiring them, in a non sexual way. She has always been self conscious about her lack of chest. She must wish she had a chest like my Aunt’s I guess.
“Okay, have a seat please! By the way I’ve always just called you Malcolm’s Aunt. What would you like me to refer to you as?” She asked with big innocent eyes.
“Oh just call me… uhmm… Jenny I guess.” I said nervously. It’s strange, right now I should be in the perfect disguise but Alice is my best friend. If anyone were to find out that it was actually me inside of my hijacked body’s aunt, then it would be her. I keep thinking that somehow I’m going to slip up and Alice will realize it’s me in here, wearing this pink outfit.
“Okay well Jenny how goth do you want to be tonight?” She said with an excited smile that wouldn’t be going away any time soon. “Do you just want some eyeliner and lipstick? Or do you want a little more, like painting your nails and-”
“How about the full treatment?” I said gaining a bit of determination. “I want the full treatment. Everything you’ve got. Not just makeup. Clothes and hair too. Goth me up. I don’t want to look like I’m just an old lady who got lost.”
“Oh Jenny, you don’t look old at all! You look way younger and hotter than my mom and she’s only like 2 years older than you. You look great.” Alice said, trying to cheer me up.
“Thanks for that Alice. But seriously, at a goth concert, I’m going to stick out if I don’t go all out. You dye your hair black right? Do you have some temporary dye I can wash out later?”
“Yes technically it’s temporary and it’ll wash out-”
“Okay then I want that. Also I’ve seen you at our house sometimes with your heavy goth makeup. Sometimes your skin is so pale like a ghost. I want to look like that tonight. I always thought it looked really hot.” I spoke without thinking. Whoops.
“You think I look hot like that?” Alice said blushing. “Ha thanks Ms. Jenny. It’s nice to get a compliment from another woman like that. Most of the girls at my school are really preppy and make fun of my look. My mom also hates it of course. It’s nice to talk to another girl who appreciates my style.” She said smiling and getting to work. “Okay I’m going to do EVERYTHING. Don’t regret it.”
She started by dyeing my hair black since it would take about an hour to set in. Then she painted my aunt’s nails black. Once that was done she moved onto the makeup.
“Now you won’t get as pale as me, I got that way by applying sunscreen religiously. Best I can do right now is use a foundation that is a couple shades lighter than your skin. Hopefully you like it Jenny.” she said starting to apply it. This was so crazy, never in a million years did I imagine I’d be sitting in Alice’s room while she applied makeup on me and she had absolutely no clue I was actually her best guy friend Malcolm. It was so absurd, I actually started giggling the way I had heard my aunt giggle a thousand times before.
“Now just what are you giggling at Jenny?” Alice said, putting a hand on her hip.
“I’m sorry I’m not laughing at you, I’m just giggling out of excitement. I can’t wait to see what I’ll look like, that’s all.” I said, trying to keep a straight face.
“Okay well hold still now, I’m going to apply some black lipstick.” she said, focusing and getting close to my face. She applied it nice and slow. It was kind of sensual to have lipstick applied on my soft and sensitive lips. While she was doing that I suddenly realized that I could see down Alice’s shirt and get a good look of her cleavage. I knew I probably shouldn’t have but I couldn’t control myself and stared. They might be small but as a guy with a monkey brain my eyes were locked on. Oh crap. Oh no. I suddenly had a horrible realization, I was getting turned on in my Aunt’s body. I mean I always thought Alice was attractive but I had never gotten this close and been allowed to stare so much.
She turned around and slightly bent down to her makeup table to grab the eye shadow. “Okay time for the eye stuff. This will take a while to get perfect so be patient!”
Soon she was back on me while I got another stare down her shirt. This is bad. I can feel my Aunt’s crotch grow warm with pleasure again. This is fucked, I feel so dirty. What is wrong with me? She trusted me and this is what I do. I’m so sorry Auntie, once this is all over I swear I’ll never ask to borrow your body again. I forced myself to try not to focus on her breasts anymore.
“Okay I think it’s been long enough and I’m just about done with the makeup. Let’s rinse out that dye.” She said as she led me to the bathroom and rinsed out my hair. She then dried my hair, the whole time not letting me look at the mirror. She didn’t want me to see until her work was finished.
“Now Jenny,” she began to say while styling my hair, “When you said you wanted the full package did you mean clothes as well?”
“Yeah of course. I can’t go there dressed like a sorority chick.” I said motioning down at my pink clothes.
“Haha I love your sense of humor Jenny! You’re way cooler than my aunts, they’re librarians and nuns compared to you.” She said having a good time. “I’m not sure how many clothes I have that might fit you though. I’ll lay out everything I can and you pick what you want.”
She laid out a bunch of clothes on her bed. There weren’t too many options since Aunt Jenny and Alice were such different sizes. It didn’t matter though because I instantly saw what I wanted. I picked out a black plaid skirt, black leggings, and a tight black longsleeve top. “I want these. I hope they fit.”
“They should. That skirt always fit me kind of big and that the top is stretchy so it’ll definitely fit. Well go ahead and try it all on just to make sure.”
“Uhm, right.” I said looking down at my Aunt’s clothing. I had already felt so guilty being in here and now I just realized I have to undress her body. I’m going to feel guilty for a while after this. I better not let her find out I did any of this.
“Is everything okay Jenny? You’re just standing there and not trying on the clothes.”
“Right, right. I’m going to try this on. I was just uhm, waiting for you to give me some privacy I guess.”
“What for? It’s just us girls here.”
“Oh, you’re right. Silly me.” I said trying not to overthink it anymore, I just started undressing my Aunt’s body. I didn’t want to look down at all and see my Aunt’s underwear.
“Wow, matching pink panties and bra! That’s so cute.”
I could feel my cheeks become warm, I guess I was blushing. Damn you Auntie, why did you choose to wear all pink today? It’s like you were trying to embarrass me.
I started by pulling the leggins up slowly. Damn these leggings. They were so soft against my Aunt’s feminine legs, plus knowing that these were Alice’s too. It was arousing me again. Does my Aunt always turn on this easy or is it because my man mind is in here? Either way I could feel my crotch get wetter and gooier.
Luckily putting on the top and skirt was less sensual. It was easy enough but the skirt gave me some slight trouble. Alice saw me struggling and helped me put the skirt on.
“What’s the matter? Never worn a skirt before Jenny?”
“I have, it was just a very long time ago. You know, when I was in high school, a million years ago.” I muttered.
“Oh stop Jenny, it wasn’t a million! Haha, there’s that sense of humor again. No wonder Malcolm says you’re his favorite aunt.”
“Hey by the way do you have one of those things, you know the ones that go around the neck? I think I’ve seen some girls with that. I want one.” I said pretending not to know what I was asking for.
“You mean a choker?” She said, her eyes going wide in shock. She never imagined my Aunt Jenny would ask for one.
“Yeah and some big black boots. If you’ve got 'em.” I asked no longer feeling any shame.
“BOOTS TOO?” She exclaimed, still shocked. “I know you said full package but I never expected you to ask for boots and a choker. I really like you Jenny. God, I wish you were my aunt.” She said as she went to grab some boots.
“Luckily for you Jenny it looks like we’re about the same shoe size, so these will probably fit you.” She said handing me some boots. “And here’s an extra choker, it’s black with a silver heart in the middle. Do you like them?”
“Like them? I LOVE them!” I said grabbing them and putting them on as quickly as I could.
“Cool, the look is finally complete.” She said, pulling a blanket off the mirror in her bedroom. “Now that it’s all done, have a look at the whole package.”
I slowly approached the mirror. I was so excited to see what the end result was like. As soon as I got to it, I was speechless.
It was like I was a completely different person all over again. I knew that logically this was still my Aunt’s body and yet… I looked so different. My hair was completely black and straight. All black clothing. Super pale makeup with black eyeshadow and lips. Black nails, a choker, and boots. The reflection looked nothing like my Aunt. She seemed so much younger. The pale skin did a lot to hide my Aunt’s age. So did the goth clothing and choker, a 30 year old would never attempt to wear this. It’s like if my Aunt had a young goth daughter.
“Is there something wrong Jenny? You’re just standing there again. Do you want me to change something?”
“I don’t want you to change a thing. Not a thing.” I said getting super close to the mirror and placing my hands on the reflection. “It’s perfect- I look perfect. You’re a miracle worker Alice. I’m totally going to fit in at that concert now.”
“Thanks. I just did my best, plus I’ve been doing it for years. This is the first time I’ve done it for someone else though. It was fun.” She smiled beautifully.
“I’m serious, I look amazing thanks to you. I look like a completely different person even. I really owe you for this.”
“Oh you don’t owe me anything Jenny-” She began saying.
“You know what? Not to be rude but how about you don’t call me that anymore. I think I need a new name. Yeah. I look more like a… Raven. Call me Raven from now on please.” I said putting my hands on my hips. I don’t even look like my Aunt anymore. It almost feels like I’m not in my Aunt anymore. Yeah, I’m not my Aunt Jenny, I’m Raven now. Raven… just a hot 25 year old goth chick heading to her favorite concert. And since Raven isn’t my aunt then I don’t have to feel guilty anymore…
“Wow, you really love your new look. You can’t stop staring at yourself Je- I mean Raven. But it’s getting pretty late, the concert starts in 30 minutes. You better get going if you want to make it. I wish I could go with you…” She said somberly.
“You know what? Who says you can’t go. Come with me Alice, I want you to be there with me. I said I owe you and that means I’ll get you in somehow.” I said not believing what I was saying.
“W-what??? I’d love to Raven but there’s no way. I mean didn’t you tell Malcolm that fake I.D.s could land us in jail? That there was nothing you could do for us?”
“We’re not going to use a fake I.D. and besides, Aunt Jenny is the one who said that. Not me, I’m Raven and I’m thinking I might just be able to get you in. And it’s not illegal, if it doesn’t work then you just come back home. If it works, then we’re both going to this concert.”
We arrived quickly and walked towards the entrance of the venue. There was only one huge security guard at the entrance. We both approached carefully.
“30 dollars per person.” He said in a deep intimidating voice. I handed him the money. “Hmmm hold on a second girls, can I see some I.D.?”
“Sure no problem.” I said handing him my Aunt’s I.D.
“Okay lemme see here… woah 31?” He said looking at my I.D. then looking back at me. “Babe, you don’t look a day over 20. That’s why I carded you.”
“I know right? I look amazing today.” I said giving him a flirty wink. “Our family just looks super young I guess. Must be genetics or something. My sister here also looks super young but she’s 22.” I said trying to play it cool. I could see Alice was far too nervous however.
“Yeah okay whatever.” He said, stepping aside to let us up some stairs. “You ladies have a good time in there.”
“We will thanks!” I said heading inside. Alice quickly walked up to me and was amazed.
“Wow you actually did it Jenny! Thanks so much, I’ll never forget this! I don’t know how I’ll ever pay you back.” she said, giving me a hug.
“Oh don’t worry about it Alice, you already did my look and everything. We’re even and that’s that.” I said trying to get her off me because this concert is going to start any minute. We finished heading up the stairs and slowly squeezed our way to the front of the crowd. Since the music hadn’t started we got to chat with a couple of girls who complimented my awesome look but I gave all the credit to Alice. Alice looked good too but I guess they would mostly compliment me because I wore it better. No one suspected I might actually be an old lady. Or even that I’m actually a guy inside the body of an old lady.
The concert started shortly after and it was amazing. It was so surreal to be listening to all of my favorite tracks for years and now I got to hear them live. I was headbanging and screaming the whole time in pure happiness. It was all so fun and I’m glad me and Alice got to be here somehow, even if it had to be with the help of a woman’s body.
In-between songs the lead singer, Tom Nocturne, took a minute to say something. “This next one is dedicated to the fine looking lady in the front row with the plaid skirt!” He said pointing in our direction. Could he possibly mean… me?
“I THINK HE’S POINTING AT YOU!” Alice yelled excitedly into my ear.
“There’s no way!” I said turning my head turns her. When I turned back to look at the stage, Tom Nocturne was already above me. He bent his knees down to talk to me.
“You! Yeah you, what’s your name foxy lady? I have an eye for spotting the hottest chick at the concert.” he said into his microphone and to the whole venue. He then pointed the mic at me so I could respond.
“M-my name is… Raven.” I said nervously at first. But all of a sudden I wanted to impress the Psychoids somehow with my dedication. “AND I CAME HERE TO SEE THE GREATEST BAND OF ALL TIME LIVE! PLEASE NEVER STOP TOURING PSYCHOIDS! WOOOOOOOOOO!!!” It was crazy to yell that and hear my Aunt’s voice come out.
The whole crowd cheered and probably had the same sentiment as me. It was awesome to know a whole audience was agreeing with me and cheering me on.
“Wow you’re an awesome chick.” he said with pure admiration. “You know what guys?” he said, turning to his bandmates. “With super hot and rad chicks like Raven here, maybe we should stay together another couple of years. What do you guys say?” he said pointing to the crowd who went wild. “Alright Raven sounds like you’re the voice of the people tonight, this next one’s for you!” He said as they started playing their next track.
After rocking out all night and an encore or two the concert was sadly over. Most people were already on their way out while me and Alice kind of just wanted to hang out there a bit longer to really appreciate the moment. We really didn’t think we’d get to be here.
“Gosh Raven, you were so cool tonight! I wish you were my aunt so bad!” She said, giving me another really tight hug. I could feel our breasts touching.
“Thanks Alice. You know what you’re basically at our house all the time… you can just call me Auntie too if you want. We’re kind of like family.”
“Really? No way!” She said in pure delight.
“HEY. HEY YOU UH MISS RAVEN. I’M TALKING TO YA.” One of the band’s private security called out to me as he approached. “Mr. Nocturne said he’d like me to lead you backstage to meet him.”
“What? No freaking way, why would he want to speak to me?”
“Eh, something about expressing his gratitude or something. Usually chicks don’t ask questions and just go. Are you interested or not? He doesn’t have all night.” The meathead said.
“You think I should go?” I asked Alice.
“Absolutely! If Malcolm were here he’d kill to be able to meet Tom Nocturne. Maybe you can get a selfie with him and really blow your nephew’s mind. I’ll wait in the car.” she said enthusiastically.
“Okay sure, why not?” I said shrugging my Aunt’s shoulders and following the security backstage.
I gently knocked on the door the security guy had told me to knock on. The door opened and there was one of my favorite singers of all time, Tom Nocturne. He was standing a couple inches taller than me with long black hair and blue eyes. Shirtless with black jeans, I guess he didn’t put a shirt back on after the concert.
“Woah Raven, I was beginning to think you wouldn’t show. Usually when I send for a girl after a show they’d be running back here in like ten seconds screaming their head off.”
“Well what can I say? I guess I’m different, that’s all.” I said trying to sound cool.
“Why don’t you come inside where we can chat privately?” He said, motioning me inside. As I walked in he shut the door. We both sat on a red couch he had in his room.
“You know I’d like to thank you for tonight Raven. Fans like you and the interaction we had, it really helps to make concerts unique you know. Makes this all still feel fresh after all these years…” he said as he started drinking from a wine glass he had already started. He handed me one as well.
I really shouldn’t take long since Alice is waiting so I wanted to get to the questions quickly.
“So Mr. Nocturne, do you mind if I ask you a question while I’m here?” I said, batting my eyelashes.
“Sure, why not?” he said, finishing his wine.
“Why are the psychoids breaking up? Is it because of the Bassist’s girlfriend? Or the drummer’s trouble with Rehab? Would you say the Psychoids were inspired by the Tombstone boys at all? What guitar did Matt use on the first album? Will you be doing Solo stuff if you do break up-” I said
“Hey, hey, slow down, beautiful. You said you were just going to ask one question then you asked about 20 more. Look, I’ll start by answering the first one. Yes the psychoids are breaking up and that isn’t going to change.”
“What? WHY? You guys are still selling out shows. Everyone wants to keep seeing you guys perform, it doesn’t make any sense at all.”
“Haha you wouldn’t get it babe, all you fans are teens or in your 20s. But I’m 32 and I can tell you once you’re 30 you’ll understand too. This all gets a bit tiresome and you just want to settle down a bit. Maybe have some kids I don’t know… What I’m saying is me and all my bandmates just feel like it’s time to end things. We’re tired of it all.”
“Maybe you ARE tired but you can just take a break then right? Maybe come back in a year.” I pleaded.
“It doesn’t work like that babe. I don’t think this is something a vacation will fix. Look you’re just too young to get it-”
“What’re you talking about, I’m 31! I’m just saying, there’s thousands of fans who will be bummed if you split up. That’s all.”
“There’s no way you’re 31 babe, I’m not buying it.” He said suspicious of me.
“It’s true. Here’s my I.D. if you want proof.” I said handing over my Aunt’s license.
“Woah! You really are 31… Ms. Jenny Wilkerson.” he said with a big shit eating grin.
“Oh crap!” I said taking the license back. “Sorry I call myself Raven because my real name… it just seems old fashioned you know.”
"So your name isn’t really Raven. I guess I should’ve known. But Jenny, I still like that name too, you don’t have to change it for me babe. Besides what’s a 31 year old doing at an emo concert? Don’t you have some kids to look after or something.
“Oh please! I don’t have any kids!” I said, getting angry for some reason. It’s like my Aunt’s body just gets reflexively angry when someone talks about age.
“Oh cool. Are you single Jenny?”
“Yeah I’m single too. And call me Raven please.” I said pouting.
“Hey okay, no need to get angry at me babe.” he said with a smile. “You know Raven… you’re special. You’re not like any other girl I’ve brought backstage before.”
“Well that’s cause I’m not a girl-”
“Exactly, you’re not a girl at all. You’re all woman.” He said before he planted his lips on mine.
“WOAH WOAH.” I said pushing him off slightly so I could speak. “What the hell man. I didn’t come back here for… that. I just came back here to meet you and ask some questions, that’s all.”
“Oh yeah right. Stop playing so hard to get my little Raven we both know why you really came backstage. Or are you really going to tell me a 31 year old doesn’t know about groupies and bands and all that?” He said as he went right back to sliding his tongue down my Aunt’s throat.
Crap. Now my Aunt was really going to kill me. I can’t do this with another man, I’m a guy for crying out loud. A guy in his Aunt’s body as well. This is so fucked. I need to do something to stop this. I tried my best to push him and try to pull myself away but he was just too strong.
“Oh yeah, I love it when you pretend to not want it. That really gets me going.” He said as he started rubbing my breasts through my clothes.
“Ahhh.” I moaned at his touch.
“You like it when I touch you there babe?” He said with an evil grin.
“Ugh, I’m not enjoying any of this you stupid-” I couldn’t finish because my mind went blank. He had reached a finger down to my crotch and started fingering my Aunt’s mound. “Ahhh oh yeah. Yeah right there, keep going.” I let slip in my Aunt’s voice. Damn I had accidentally just given him permission to have his way. It’s all this body’s fault! It’s been wanting sweet release all day, with its non stop arousal.
“I knew you’d finally get into it babe.” he said, wasting no time and pulling my Aunt’s panties down without removing her skirt.
“Dammit, are you really going to- OH GOOOOOOD.” I said, realizing too late that he had already inserted his member into me.
“You like that babe? How;s it feel?” He asked me like a moron.
“It feels…pant… it actually feels kind of good…” I said barely registering anything anymore. I was just getting lost in the pleasure of a woman’s body.
“Haha you’re such a hot chick, I love how you’re pretending not to enjoy this, but I know you’re a huge fan. You probably love every moment of this. You’re one of the sexiest women I’ve ever been with babe. I love this attitude.” He said grinning and having the time of his life.
“Thanks- OHHHHHHHHHHGHHHHHHH” I barely managed to say before he started really giving it to me.
“Deeper.” I heard my Aunt’s voice whisper. “Deeper. Please.” It moaned as I wrapped my hands around him and dug my nails into his back. Fuck I can feel the pleasure start to spread everywhere, all the way to my hands, toes, and back. This is all so different compared to what I’ve felt before.
-
I can feel my hot mature sexy body get more tense and tense with each thrust. I knew that in the back of my mind I had actually been wanting to experience a woman’s pleasure while I was in this body. I was just too scared to admit it and certainly I didn’t want it to be with another man. But here we are. And here I was stealing an orgasm and getting off using my own Aunt’s body. I’ll have to make this up to her later.
But I could feel every muscle in my body tense up, at the same time with my hands and vagina I could feel him tense up as well. We were both right on the edge as he still kept thrusting into me like we were two animals. And then suddenly, release.
“WHAT IS THIS, OHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!” I heard a woman’s voice cry out.
My mind went numb and I could no longer think anything anymore. Just complete blankness in a storm of pure unfiltered pleasure. I didn’t even really register if I was in my Aunt’s body or in my body. I felt like pleasure itself for a few minutes. I didn’t even notice when Tom Nocturne got off me.
A couple of minutes later I could feel myself come back down to earth.
“That was awesome babe. Probably the best sex of my life. I just love the way you weren’t afraid to make noise and put up some resistance. Most women are too eager to please me. But you were acting like you really weren’t enjoying it. It’s like you were challenging me to make you orgasm as well so I did my best to try and make you squeal. And it sounds like it worked.”
I didn’t say anything anymore, I just breathed heavily. Since the pleasure was mostly gone, I was so done with this. I was disgusted with what Tom did to me, but I was also even more disgusted with myself because I knew I had enjoyed every minute of it. I just wanted to leave.
After another minute I found the energy to stand up and grab my Aunt’s pink panties off the floor and I slid them snugly up her legs.
“Woah you’re just leaving like that babe?” He said, grabbing my wrist. I pulled away hard and started opening the door to get out.
“Come on babe don’t be like that… Hey before you leave, take this.” I looked at it and saw it was a small white card with his phone number on it.
“I don’t give my number out to anyone you know. Otherwise the crazies are going to be calling me up nonstop. I’m giving it to you because I feel a real connection with you Raven… or should I call you Jenny now that we’ve been intimate? Hit me up if you want a serious relationship.”
I just rolled my eyes and said nothing. I got the hell out of there before he tried anything else.
“Damn she doesn’t even care that she got my phone number. I should marry that awesome chick…” Tom said to himself.
“Well that took a while!” Alice said in the passenger seat of my Aunt’s car as I opened the door and hopped in.
“Yeah sorry I didn’t mean to take so long.” I said starting the car and beginning to drive home.
“Wait, that smell. Did you…?” she said, eyeing me curiously. “NO WAY! Did you seriously get to- with Tom Nocturne? I’m so jealous…”
“Look, Alice, I just don’t want to talk about it okay? In fact I don’t want to talk about it ever again okay?”
“Geez sorry. I won’t pry. I guess you’re not really a kiss and tell type of gal.” She said staring at her phone at all the pictures she took.
I quickly dropped her off at her house and took off the clothes I borrowed and put my aunt’s clothes back on. After that I headed straight home to my place.
As I opened the front door I planned on heading straight to the bathroom to get all this makeup off. But I was stopped by my own mom.
“Where the Hell have you been Jenny? It’s super late, and do you know where the hell your nephew is? I’ve been worried sick and calling both of your phones all night.”
“Oh calm down mom. I was just at that Psychoids concert so I couldn’t hear my phone probably. Oh and uhm Malcolm is sleeping over at Jenny’s place. Maybe he fell asleep or his phone died or something.”
“Did you just call me mom? Are you drunk or something Jenny? And what is that ridiculous getup you have on. You look like a teen in a halloween costume.”
“It’s what everyone was wearing okay? And besides I’m going straight to the bathroom to get this all off of me.”
“And you even painted your hair for it Jenny? Seriously? Good luck getting that out tonight.” she said in a disappointed motherly tone.
“Oh calm down it’s temporary dye, I’ll wash it out along with the makeup.”
“Are you dense or is this your first time with hair dye? Even temporary dye takes like 7 washes to really clean out. You dummy.”
“Oh crap.” I said realizing my Aunt was going to see black hair tomorrow morning.
Since mom said it would be useless I didn’t even bother rinsing out her hair. Instead I used some makeup remover she gave me to wash off every inch of goth makeup thoroughly off my Aunt’s face and neck. Once there was no trace left, I took off her soiled pair of panties and put on a fresh pair that she luckily had in the same color. I tossed the used pair in my closet where she wouldn’t find them.
I was so exhausted I collapsed face down and fully clothed, in her pink sweatshirt and sweatpants, onto her bed. I wanted to make sure she would really knock out and sleep the rest of the night so I waited till I could barely keep her eyelids open. Only then did I finally remove the ring. As I pulled off the purple ring, suddenly there was darkness.
When I finally came to, I was really uncomfortable, like I was laying on top of something uneven. But it smelled really nice… Then suddenly I realized. When I popped out of her body it put me right on top of her as she was sleeping in bed and my face was buried in her hair. I could hear her soft breathing, completely lost in slumber. It was way too weird to have my body completely pressed up against her and feeling my crotch on top of her ass. I instantly stood up and got out of there quietly, making sure not to wake her, then going to sleep in my own bed.
The next morning was a Saturday so I woke up late and started eating some cereal. Soon my Aunt woke up as well and poured herself some coffee and sat across from me at the kitchen table.
“So… did you have fun at the concert last night champ?” She asked innocently.
“Yup I absolutely did. It was a legendary show, absolutely awesome. And it was all thanks to you. Oh and sorry about the black hair I kind of asked my friend Ashley to paint it black for me so you’d look more fitting.”
“Oh that’s not the only thing you had her do Malcolm… or should I call you little miss Raven?” She said, trying to hold in her laughter.
“W-what? How did you-” I stammered.
“Your little friend Alice sent me some pictures of her and her friend ‘Raven’ from the concert last night.” She stuck her tongue out and showed me her phone as she scrolled through some of them.
“Damn but how does she even have your number?” I asked, caught in my lie.
“I gave it to her last time she was here. I was just being friendly. Then she sent me some photos last night so I could have some and I asked her a bit about them and she gave me the details about how you played dress up with my body.” She said looking at the photos.
“Well it’s just- I didn’t want to go in a pink sweatsuit. It just wouldn’t be right.” I tried to defend myself.
“You’re absolutely right Malcolm, and by the way I have to say I look stunning in this goth getup. I’m kind of glad you gothed me up. Maybe I should wear black more often. Can’t say I like the black hair that much though…” she said completely fascinated by the pictures of herself. “It’s crazy to know that’s you in there, having a good time in my body. I guess I never really thought about what it was like to be the person being used. I’m usually the person taking the body ya know?” She said lost in thought.
“Anyway Malcolm, is there anything else you want to tell me about last night? Something that Alice wouldn’t be able to fill me in on?” She said raising an eyebrow in suspicion.
“Huh? Oh uhmm no. I’m sure Alice told you just about everything. I just went to her house and got the makeover and then went to the concert and then went straight home. Yup that’s about it. Nothing else.”
“Are you sure?” She said, squinting her eyes at me. “Because you’ll never guess what happened earlier this morning!” She said leaning in across the table and getting dangerously close to my face. “I had just sat down on the toilet to pee when suddenly, some semen started leaking out of my body…”
Shit. I felt the blood drain out of my face. I was in complete shock. I thought I had cleaned up. I thought she would never find out. What the hell happened? How could I be so careless?
“I… I am so sorry Auntie it just- it happened so fast – I didn’t know what was going on and- look I swear I didn’t mean to- Please DO NOT tell my mom she’ll kill me- or you might kill me honestly-”
“Enough Malcolm, calm down. I’m not mad okay? Look when I was your age I was doing way more depraved and evil stuff then just having sex n stolen bodies. Like I was seriously horrible. All you did from what I can tell is have sex and you didn’t even get me bruised or anything so I can’t be too mad. Besides, I gave you permission to use my body and I knew you were probably going to do something sexual with it. I just thought it would be masturbation first but you’re a fast learner and went straight to the sex part. And with another man too, that’s seriously advanced. Are you gay Malcolm?” She asked curiously.
“What? Hell no!” I said caught off guard.
“Bi?”
“No, I’m not bi either!” I said getting kind of angry.
“Well you had sex with a guy last night so it just made me think-”
“What- look he took advantage of me okay? I didn’t initiate it and I didn’t want it.” I said nervously.
“Did you enjoy it?”
“W-w-what??? No… I didn’t really…”
“Yeah right, if it was my body I know you enjoyed it. I’ve always loved getting a stiff hard cock-”
“That’s enough Auntie seriously. I don’t really want to talk about this subject too much. I was with a guy last night and he got the wrong idea and then got on top of me and pulled my panties down and well…” I said flustered.
“Fine, we don’t have to talk about it.” She said looking back down at her phone.
About ten minutes of awkward silence later when I thought we were done she started back up again.
“Oh and by the way, you have to use a douche to clean out deep inside of a vagina. Sooooo… Who was the lucky guy anyway? Did you get his name?” She asked with a devilish grin.
“Did I get his name? What do you think this was a one night stand at a bar or something? You think I used your body to look for a guy on purpose?” I said completely offended. “I would never do that, it was the lead singer of the Pyschoids, he invited me backstage and I thought he just wanted to talk.”
“You thought he invited you backstage just to talk? Oh geez honey you are so naive… he obviously thought you were just a groupie dressed like that. So… did you enjoy it at least?”
“Ugh fine if you’re going to keep asking that all day then I’ll just be honest. It was really uncomfortable at first but after we got into the rhythm of it, it actually started to feel kind of nice. And the orgasm was mind shattering, nothing like how my male ones are… There, are you happy Auntie? And by the way in case you’re wondering I do feel really guilty about the sex okay? If I could take it all back I would. I feel horrible.”
“Oh stop it, I already told you I’m not mad. It’s actually kind of neat to know my body had sex with a celebrity. I always knew I was hot but I didn’t know I was hot enough to bag a celebrity.”
“Yeah he also really liked you.” I said digging into my pocket. “Or I guess he really liked me inside of you. It’s complicated, either way he gave us his number.” I said pulling the number out of my pocket.
“OOOO, gimme gimme!” She said, snatching the card out of my hand. “This Tom guy must’ve really liked me. Or you. Either way I’m calling him. What else did he say?”
“He talked about possibly settling down or something. I barely remember.” I said not wanting to think about it so much.
“Settle down? With me? Hey this Nocturne guy might be my ticket out of your mom’s house. He’s probably rich and you’ll have a new uncle soon!” She said anxiously.
“Well yeah but the only problem is he really didn’t fall in love with Jenny… he fell in love with… Raven… So if you really want to go out with him you should try keeping the black hair and maybe get Alice to give you some new makeup pointers.”
“Hmmm I guess you’re right. With Alice’s help I might just marry this sucker.” She said sinisterly.
“I’m glad you get some benefit out of this Jenny. But are you sure you’re really not mad about what I did?”
“Malcolm, I swear I’m not. You know maybe it’s time I tell you the truth about your father. You know how your mom has always told you he died before you were born?”
“Yeah she said he went to join the army and died in combat. So what? I’ve made my peace with it.”
“Well that’s bullshit. Your dad isn’t dead. Remember that neighbor Todd I told you about? The one me and and your mom used the rings on?”
“Yeah, you said my mom made you take him over so that she could finally have her way with him. What about him?”
“He’s technically your biological father. Of course he doesn’t know that nor would he want anything to do with you because you were actually conceived by me while he had his body hijacked. I guess you could say that technically I’m your daddy. It’s why I’ve always done my best to take on the role of a cool parent and be around for you. Because in my own messed up way I kind of feel like you’re my son almost…”
“Auntie that’s all… that was all a huge bombshell… I mean I feel like I’m about to hurl. No wonder my mom has never said anything about my father. No wonder she wants nothing more to do with these rings.”
"Well anyway Champ I’m going to get going, I’ve been texting this Tom Nocturne fella and I think we’ve got a date tonight. I’m going to go see your little friend Alice and get some tips from her. Oh and by the way the next time you want to borrow my body to have a little fun in it, just let me know. I’d do anything for my favorite little nephew!
The End.