Morina & the Switching Spell Ch. 05 - Sex Stories

Morina & the Switching Spell Ch. 05

... I'm guessing about 20 or 30 seconds. I held onto Amanda's hands tightly as I felt myself spinning around faster and faster.

Finally, the spinning, whirlwind sensation stopped, and the room resumed its previous brightness.

I opened my eyes shook my head to get the curly strands of copper-red hair out of my eyes. I felt the ends of the curly strands brush against my shoulders and upper back. Once they were out of the way, I thought I was looking at a mirror. There I was with my arms extended sitting cross-legged with my eyes closed.

Wait a minute...

I was facing the opposite side of the room... and I don't have copper-red hair. Besides, how could I be looking at a mirror if my eyes are closed? That's when it hit me. I broke into a huge grin. It worked! I did it. The spell worked!

"Uh, Amanda, you can open your eyes now," I said. My voice sounded exactly like Amanda's voice!

I watched my body open her eyes. She blinked a few times as it took her a few seconds to understand what had happened. I started giggling. I couldn't help myself.

"Morina?" my body asked, looking directly at me.

I nodded and let go of her hands.

"Well, what do you think?" I asked, standing up and spreading my arms out.

"Holy shit!" She said in my voice, breaking into a huge smile. "You did it. You fucking did it!"

She stood up and ran for the mirror on the back of the door to the flat. She stared at her new body for about a minute, rotating and examining her body, which up ...

... until now had been my body. I watched as she moved her arms and legs before examining her tush. She lifted her breasts with both hands, feeling their heft for the first time.

"I've got fucking breasts. Real fucking breasts," she squealed in my voice, laughing.

Looking at my former body from an outside perspective, I was impressed. I always knew I was attractive, but it was only now that I could appreciate the total picture. I never liked the catcalls and whistles I got from rude men, but now I saw how I looked from their point of view.

"I guess my body isn't that bad after all. That curly, copper-colored hair looks so sexy," Amanda said suddenly.

That broke my train of thought and saw that she was looking directly at me.

"Morina, turn around. Let me see what I look like," she asked.

I tried to do a "fashion show" turnaround like I had seen once in Boston as a teenager. The thought of showing off my body, or rather Amanda's body, naked seemed funny to me. I felt so much lighter, muscular, and more flexible in this body.

Suddenly, I had a pair of arms around me and a pair of soft breasts against my chest. She kissed me on the lips.

"You're a genius! A real fucking genius. We need to celebrate! I know there's a bottle of wine around here somewhere, we should toast your success," Amanda said gleefully.

"Maybe we should get dressed first. We don't want Agatha walking in catching us naked," I suggested.

Amanda laughed. "You're right. Then we'll open the ...