The Curse (Sissy Story) by sdvine

He was splayed on my bed, dead to world, and I knew he wouldn't wake for several hours. I wasn't done yet, not by far. I got dressed in some very ill-fitting clothes of mine, and headed towards the door. When I opened the door to step out, a surprise was waiting for me.

The strange woman was standing there. I thought to myself "does she even take her own advice about locking yourself up?" and then the urges kicked in. I pulled her inside and shut the door. I quickly divested myself of the clothes I had only put on moments before, as she also stripped. Almost as soon as we had, she went on her knees and began to lick my clit. Now I knew why all my former girlfriends made such a big deal about it, it felt divine. After a few minutes of that, she stopped, and gently pulled me down. She then pulled me towards her crotch, as she repositioned herself to get to mine. Soon, we were in the 69, eating each other out. We both would orgasm, but neither of us would stop what we were doing. I think that must've gone on for a couple hours. Eventually, though, I started getting very sl**py, and I think she was, too. I fell asl**p fairly quick, not having moved much from her crotch being in my face.

I woke up the next morning to two discoveries. The woman was gone again, and I was male again. I was sad about both of them. That had been incredible. I couldn't believe what I was thinking, but I had loved being a girl. I was already looking forward to the cock I would be getting the next fool moon. I remembered Joe was still in my room, so I found my clothes by the front door and got dressed. I made my way back to my room, covered Joe with my blanket, and sat down by my computer to wait for him to regain consciousness.

After about an hour, finally started to stir. As he did, he must have started recollecting what happened, and all of a sudden shot straight up in bed. When he saw me sitting there, he had what was pretty clearly a horrified look on his face.

"Want to talk about it?" I asked.