Boys to Women

Fred and Brad both agreed that 13 was a terrible age to be. Yes, they were teenagers, but everyone still thought of them as kids, and puberty had not done them many favors thus far. If anything, it had made their lives more awkward. In the past year, Fred sprouted up to six feet tall, which might have been welcome if not for the lack of any other growth. While his skeleton had elongated, there had been no proportional weight gain to accompany it, leaving him frightfully skinny. Brad had been cursed the opposite way, gaining all of his adult weight without any height increase. The pair of them felt terribly resentful of their fates and could only hope things would even out, eventually. Time might solve their problems, but waiting was agonizing.

“Look at this,” Brad said, standing up from Fred’s bed to show him the black card that had arrived in the mail. Odd writing shone on it in silver ink. “This is magic.”

“It’s not,” Fred corrected his friend. “It’s some gibberish you got in an envelope.”

“It’s a spell I bought from a real witch. If we cast this we can possess someone else’s body.”

Fred sighed, being well aware that Indulging in fantasies like this was typical of Brad. Still, he understood the impulse to escape their reality.

Girls their age seemed to have sprinted ahead of them into young adulthood, leaving them far behind at just the moment they had taken an interest in sex. The urges were there, but they both knew it would be years before they could properly satisfy them. Instead, they had discovered methods of relieving those urges in solitude. While effective in achieving the pleasure they desired, they were left disappointed and lonely.

And so, they were surrounded by girls and women who attracted their attention but would not give them a moment of consideration as romantic partners. The worst were the babysitters. At thirteen, they were old enough to take care of themselves, but their parents still refused to leave them unsupervised for more than an hour or two. Their two most common sitters would be around that night, which had prompted Brad to attempt some magical eroticism.

“Why did you order a spell to possess someone’s body?” Fred inquired.

Brad appeared to show some shame at last and said, “Well, it’s not exactly what I wanted. I just wanted to be able to touch a woman, and this was the reply I got. Still, we’ll be able to get in a woman’s body, and then we can touch her with her own hands, and nobody can stop us. We can do whatever we want with her body if we’re in control of it.”

Fred was kind of disturbed. “This sounds… wrong.”

“It’ll work,” Brad said. “Trust me. All we have to do is cast the spell, have some fun, and reverse the spell. As long as we undo the possession before sunset, we’ll be fine.”

Fred sighed again, sensing that there was no way that this could end well.

“Fred!” called his Aunt Lucy. “Come downstairs and say, ‘goodbye’ to your parents.”

“Coming!” Fred yelled.

“We’ll do her first,” Brad informed him.

Fred pretended to have not heard that last statement and walked out of the room.

***

An hour later, back up in Fred’s bedroom, the two of them were playing a video game, when Brad brought up the spell again.

“No,” Fred replied.

“Your aunt is hot,” Brad said.

This was an undeniable fact. Although Aunt Lucy was approaching forty, she kept in decent shape and dressed in more revealing outfits than were appropriate for her age, most likely due to her recent divorce and return to the dating pool. By general consensus, she was judged both THICC and a MILF.

“So what if she’s hot?” Fred said, trying to sound uninterested because he did not want to admit to having surreptitiously ogled her tits that evening.

“One of us can get inside her body and take her clothes off.”

“No.”

“But-”

“No.”

Brad sighed.

“Just drop it,” Fred said, pausing the game and setting down his controller. “I’m taking a bathroom break. Find something else to talk about while I’m away, okay?”

Fred entered the bathroom, shut the door, and lifted the lid on the toilet, but before he could unzip his fly, his head began to feel fuzzy, as if he had become suddenly dizzy. Then, the fuzziness spread to the rest of his body. He held up his hands and realized that he could see through them. He could feel his thin body getting even thinner, disintegrating, becoming like a gas and dissipating into the air. The world faded away, and his bodiless mind drifted in black, soundless emptiness for a moment before falling toward something.

***

Then, he sensed himself inside a body again. However, he felt strangely heavy now. He could sense himself laying down someplace soft. After opening his eyes and realizing he was on a couch in the living room, he looked down at himself and was greeted by the sight of a long line of cleavage dividing a pair of enormous breasts on his chest.

“What the…?” he said and stopped when he heard his aunt’s voice coming from his mouth, which he now realized was actually her mouth.

Fred sat up on the couch where his aunt had been taking a nap and felt the weight of her flesh shift on her body as it was turned upright. Curiosity made him want to explore her female parts, but he hesitated to start groping her with her own hands. This was not his body, and it felt wrong to touch it without permission.

Footsteps raced down the stairs, and Brad appeared at the base of them, out of breath and wide eyed. “Did it work?” he asked.

“You jerk!” Fred shouted at him, still disturbed at hearing his aunt’s voice when he spoke. “I can’t believe you did this to me… and to her.”

Brad smiled and walked over to the couch. “Did you touch ‘em yet? Are they… soft?”

“N-no,” Fred said, recoiling slightly from Brad as he stared at his breasts. “Change me back to normal. We’re not doing this.”

“Come on,” Brad said. “It’s not your body. Why not have some fun with it?” He reached for a breast and Fred slapped his hand away.

“Stop it!” Fred said, standing up and stumbling a bit as he found it a struggle to balance his aunt’s body. Her breasts pulled him forward while her ass pulled him back, and yet the pair of them did not even out each other out.

“Please,” Brad begged. “At least take her top off for me. I just want to touch them a little. I’ll be gentle.”

“No,” Fred said. “I don’t wanna feel you groping my body.”

“But, it’s not your body.”

“That doesn’t matter. I’m going to feel it, anyway.”

Brad groaned in frustration. “I can’t believe this. We finally have a chance to see some tits and even touch them, and you’re being such a pussy about it.”

“How would you feel if some boy wanted to feel up your chest, huh?” Fred asked. “Do you want some dude’s hands on your titties?”

Brad looked confused as though he could not decide if he were turned on or repulsed by the question.

“Just turn me and my aunt back to normal,” Fred said.

Before Brad could respond, they heard a key turn in the lock of the front door. Then, the door swung open and in walked Rachel, Fred’s 18-year-old step sister. Fred felt an impulse to hide, but before he could move, Rachel saw him and said, “Hi Aunt Lucy. How are things?”

“Um,” Fred said, trying to figure out how his aunt would respond. “We’re fine. Everything’s normal. Are you… okay?”

Rachel shut the door and set down a bag of laundry next to the stairs. “I’m good. College is good. Thought I’d visit for the weekend to take care of some laundry. How are the boys?” She gave Brad a suspicious look. “Are they behaving?”

“Yes,” Fred said. “They’ve been giving me no trouble.”

Rachel nodded and headed upstairs. “I bet that’s Fred in the bathroom, huh? I’ll use our parents’ bathroom.”

Fred turned to Brad and said, “Turn me back, now.”

“Wait,” Brad said. “I’ve got an idea.”

Fred sighed.

“What if I possess Rachel’s body? Then, it wouldn't be a boy touching you. It would be her?”

“No,” Fred said, feeling his face getting warm. “She’s my sister.”

“She’s your step-sister. You’re not related by blood.”

“It’s still wrong.” Fred said, but he could sense his resistance weakening.

“You’d get to touch her body as well,” Brad said. “I’ll let you do anything you want with her. Anything.”

Fred was quiet for a moment. “We shouldn’t. What if they remember?”

“They’ll never know. According to the letter with the spell, right now, your aunt’s mind should be kinda asleep. Can you feel her inside?”

Fred searched his mind for a moment and thought he could feel her in there. He could sense her resting silently. Focusing a little more deeply, he found that he could access her thoughts and memories. He could recall her driving to the house and talking to his parents and then talking to nephew, Fred himself. It was so odd to realize he had memories of one moment from two different perspectives. He dug even deeper, experiencing more of her life. He saw her at work. At home, alone. On a date, with a handsome man, taking him home, kissing him, getting naked together, and…

“Ah!” Fred said, pulling himself out of his aunt’s thoughts. “No… not that… that’s too…”

“Let’s do it,” Brad said. “Okay?”

Fred thought about Rachel, remembered the times he had inappropriate feelings about her. This was wrong, and he knew it. He nodded, anyway.

Brad smiled and ran back upstairs.

Fred sat down and wondered what he was doing. He waited for what felt like a long time, but it was actually only a few minutes later when he heard footsteps on the stairs again.

Rachel appeared at the foot of the stairs with a giddy smile on her face. Fred noticed she was holding the black card with Brad’s spell on it. “It worked!” she said, bounding into the living room. “I’m your sister, dude!”

“Brad?”

Rachel… Brad nodded.

“This is so weird,” Fred stated.

“Tell me about it,” Brad said. “I just had to wipe your sister’s ass. God, what a stink!”

“Gross.”

“It’s a good body, though,” Brad said, setting the spell card down on the coffee table. “Didn’t she used to be a gymnast or a cheerleader or something?”

“Both.”

“I can feel it,” Brad said. “Hold on. Let me try something.” He spread Rachel’s legs and slowly lowered her body to the floor, until he was doing a full split. “Wow!” he said. “Super flexible. Amazing! I feel like a rubber band.” He rolled her body on its side and pulled her legs together then hopped to her feet. “She’s so… energetic,” he said. “I love it.” He looked down at Rachel’s belly and said, “Looks like she put on a few pounds in college. Still, it seems to have gone to some good places.” He ran her fingers over the thickness of her thighs and cupped her above-average breasts.

Fred felt a little jealous of Brad for having such a youthful body. Aunt Lucy’s body felt a bit tired and sluggish compared to his regular body. Still, there were some advantages to his aunt’s body, her breasts and ass were considerably larger than Rachel’s.

“So,” Brad said. “It’s time. Let’s take our clothes off.”

Fred felt a thrill hearing his sister say that. He could almost forget that Brad was possessing her at that moment.

“Okay,” Fred said, removing his shirt and fumbling with his bra to unhook it.

Brad seemed to be struggling as well with getting Rachel’s bra off. “Could you give me a hand with this?” He offered his back to Fred.

Fred unhooked Rachel’s strap, and Brad unhooked Aunt Lucy’s. Then, they both pulled off their bras and let their breasts dangle free.

The boys were unsure where to focus their attention, their eyes darting between their own breasts and the pair hanging from the woman opposite to them. Rachel’s breasts were smaller but more rounded and perky. Aunt Lucy’s breasts hung heavily and flatly down almost to the slight bulge of her belly. Her nipples and areola were larger and darker as well. Still, both pairs of breasts equally excited the boys that wore them.

Suddenly, Brad lunged for Fred and gripped Aunt Lucy’s tits with Rachel’s hands. He groped them roughly, but Fred felt some stimulation from having his sister’s fingers touching his aunt’s nipples. Seeing his step-sister’s topless body in front of him, Fred reached for it with his aunt’s hands and began fondling the teen’s tits, feeling how soft and fleshy they were.

They heard the two women moan in pleasure at the mutual fondling, getting more excited as the pleasure increased.

Brad leaned in and kissed Fred with Rachel’s lips. Fred kissed Brad back with his aunt’s lips. Soon, they were unbuttoning their pants and pulling them down. Then, the underwear came off, and they were both totally naked.

They used the two women’s bare flesh to explore their bodies, running fingers over each other’s curves, examining the differences between youth and maturity, lifting up parts to measure their weight, seeking out the most sensitive places.

“Damn,” Brad said, after coming up for air for a moment. “I wish I had my dick still. I so want to fuck you right now.”

“Me too,” Fred admitted. “I’m so turned on, but… what can we do?”

“Don’t the lesbians do a kinda… scissoring thing?”

The mechanics of it seemed a bit too complicated for them to attempt. Instead, they just silently agreed to use their fingers to probe each other’s crotches.

“Right there!” Brad cried. “That’s the spot.” He moaned. “Not too fast.”

Brad found the same spot on Fred’s body and he began moaning along with him. In that moment of intense pleasure, the two boys forgot themselves, and there were just two women there, enjoying their bodies together. Rachel came first, and Aunt Lucy needed to finish herself off. In the end, the two of them lay there on the floor in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss.

“Wow,” Rachel… Brad said at last. “That was… amazing!”

“Yeah,” Lucy… Fred replied.

“Want to go again?”

Fred nodded Lucy’s head and leaned in for another kiss.

***

The hours flew by as they explored new ways of pleasuring each other, eventually even figuring out the scissoring thing.

“I wish this could last forever,” Fred said, lying there with Rachel’s body resting on top of her. “Hard to believe we were boys just a few hours ago.”

Suddenly, Brad cried, “Shit! I forgot!”

“What?” Fred asked as Brad rolled off of her. “What’s the matter?”

“Sunset!” Brad said. “We needed to turn back before sunset. What time is it?”

Fred stood up and peeked out between the curtains to see the sky had become the deep blue of twilight. “Oh no!” he said. “Is it too late?”

Brad grabbed the spell card from the coffee table and attempted to cast the reversal part of the spell a few times, but nothing happened.

“What does this mean?” Fred asked. “Are we stuck like this?”

“Maybe?” Brad said. “I don’t know.”

The two of them looked down at themselves, realizing that they might be living in these women’s bodies permanently from now on.

“What’ll I tell my parents?” Fred asked. “How am I going to explain what happened to me?”

Brad said nothing. He just started to get dressed, and Fred followed his lead.

When they were both clothed again, Fred suggested, “Maybe there’s something else in that envelope that the spell came in.”

“Let’s check,” Brad said and the two of them climbed the stairs, but when they came to Fred’s room they were shocked to find that it was full of boxes now, with no sign of his bed or other furniture.

“Where’s all my stuff?” Fred asked.

“Dude,” Brad said, pointing at a picture on the wall. “Isn’t this a family portrait?”

Fred nodded.

“Where are you?”

Fred looked at the picture that had included him and his whole family and realized that there were only three people in it now: his mother, his father, and his sister. He was no longer there. A quick glance at other pictures showed no sign of him in any of them.

“Where am I?’ Fred asked. “Do I even exist anymore?”

Brad checked back inside what used to be Fred’s bedroom and said, “My bag is gone too.” He pulled out Rachel’s phone and said, “Let me try something.” He dialed his own phone number, but the call did not go through. “‘Out of service,’” he read. “My number doesn’t exist anymore. I bet if I went home right now, there’d be nothing left in my bedroom either.”

“Oh, man,” Fred said. “Did we erase ourselves?”

Brad nodded sadly. “It seems that way, yeah.”

“Shit,” Fred said. “What do we do? Can you find the witch who made that spell and get her to fix this?”

“Maybe,” Brad said. “I’ll try. For now, though, we’ll just have to pretend to be your aunt and your sister.”

Again, Fred turned his thoughts inward, feeling his Aunt’s thoughts deep down inside, realizing that he would be able to access what he needed to live her life.

“Don’t worry,” Brad said. “I’m sure I can fix this… somehow.”

***

Weeks later, Brad in Rachel’s body returned from college again and met with Fred in Lucy’s body in a local park.

Sitting on a bench, waiting, Fred thought about what life had been like since they had last met together in person. At first, there were some awkward days of feeling like a teen boy hidden in a woman’s body, but as he let more and more of Lucy’s mind out, he grew more comfortable in her skin. Over time, he had taken to thinking of himself as Lucy more than Fred, to the point that memories of Fred seemed like a whole other life now. He… She wondered what it would feel like to turn back into that lanky boy again. Would she even want to go back now?

Rachel parked and walked over, taking a seat next to her Aunt Lucy on the bench.

“How’ve you been?” Lucy asked.

“Good,” Rachel replied. “School is going smoothly. How’re you?”

“Doing well,” Lucy replied, but she hesitated to mention the new man she had started dating.

“So, you saw my texts. You know I was never able to get in touch with that witch who made the spell.”

Lucy nodded.

“I wanted to have this conversation in person,” Rachel said. “Just to be clear, you know.”

“We’re not changing back,” Lucy said, both as a statement of fact and a deliberate choice.

“No,” Rachel said. “I’m… happy as Rachel. I still remember being Brad. Sometimes I even let myself think like him and let him play around with Rachel’s body. He really enjoys it.”

“I do that for Fred, too,” Lucy said. “It’s kind of fun to feel how excited he gets.”

“We aren’t them anymore, though, are we?”

Lucy shook her head.

“Well, then,” Rachel said. “That’s that.”

“It was good seeing you again, Rachel,” Lucy told her niece and smiled.

Rachel smiled back and said, “Good seeing you as well, Aunt Lucy.”

They hugged.

Then, the two women stood up and went their separate ways, and Fred and Brad were never mentioned again.