Date: Sun, 22 Feb 2009 02:02:52 -0800
From: secondary2@live.ca
Subject: Trade part III

When I awoke the next day I had half hoped to be back in my own body,
Vanessa snuggled next to me. At the same time, I wasn't surprised to wake
up alone in Lori's bed still inhabiting her body. Kurt was gone again,
mercifully, and I found myself feeling a little ashamed of myself for what
I had activly pursued. Ignoring my twinge of guilt, I got up an headed for
the shower. I stepped into the bathroom and turned on the hot water. I
began washing my scruffy hair, trying to similtaniously relax and wake up.

As I stood under the steaming water I began to question myself again. It
had only been one day and two nights since I had inherited Lori's life, and
yet I had already consented to having sex with a man despite the fact that
I had never even considered the possibility before. Not only that, but I
had sex with a man purly for the recreation of having sex, I didn't even
like the guy in any way. The previous day my thought process had made
sense, I had ended up playing with myself, I enjoyed it, I decided to make
the best of a unwanted situation and, assuming I would have to concent to
sex with Kurt at some point, I decided to take control and get the most of
it.

Something seemed a little wrong about my behavior. I had only spent one day
as a woman, with no warning that I was going to become one,and I was
already getting into my temporary role by the second night? My adjustment
to the scenario seemed a little too fast, it seemed like it should have
taken at least a few more days of feeling really awkward before ended up
where I was. I decided to mention that to Lori the next time I talked to
her. What was done was done, so I just shrugged it off and continued
soaping myself up.

As I slipped on a robe and went to get myself some food I went back to
thinking about what my life was going to be like for the next little
while. I had one more day to myself, then I would have to go to work as
Lori. From what she had told me her job wasn't that difficult; she sat in a
office managing a floor full of cubical employees. She had given me a
little list of things I'd have to do that I could reference, and list of
names and who they were. The job itself wasn't what made me that anxious,
it was spending time out in public as Lori and interacting with people as
her.

My mind drifted back to my thoughts in the shower and I wondered if in some
strange way I would fall into it without much hesitation. I frowned again
the the notion that one day of being forced to play the part of a woman had
made me comfortable with persuing sex with Kurt. Trying to push these
thoughts from my head I consentrated on my breakfast and what I was going
to do with my last quiet day for a while.

I the rest of the morning in my robe, reading Lori's job homework. Sometime
after noon I went to put some real clothes on. I chose some simple panties
and another pair of jeans. I found a bra that seemed reasonably comfortable
and a white blouse. I kicked around the house for a while after getting
dressed. I went on Lori's computer and started wasting time that way. I got
bored and restless after a while and started pacing listlessly. I decided
to try calling Lori again, so I picked up the phone and found my old
number. She didn't answer.

I tried to consolidate myself, but there was a still a nagging sense of
cabin fever that kept bothering me. I began to consider going outside and
finding something to do. I figgured I might as well get used to being
treated like a woman since I was going to have to do it for the rest of the
week. Sighing, I found some flat shoes and a leather jacket and headed
towards the front door. I grabbed Lori's purse, and took out her
keys. Locking the door behind me I looked around the street to find her
car.

Making sure I had my new ID and some money, I got into my new car and
started the engine. I started driving aimlessly at first. I follwoed
streets at random, thinking to myself as I cruised around. Eventually I
started to drift towards familiar paces, pasing places I knew well. As I
neared a bar I used to frequent I looked for a parking spot and pulled
over. I got out of the car and walked towards the bar, trying to look like
I wasn't distracted byt the sway of my hips and the jiggle of my
breasts. Preparing myself for social contact I walked inside.

The bar was farely empty at that time since the afternoon was still winding
down. I noticed a man sitting near the door check me out as I walked past,
which made me feel less that happy. When I sat at the bar the bartender
came over smiling at me in a much mroe friendly manner than he ever had
when I came in before. I ordered a beer, which seemed to surprise him a
little, and sat quietly drinking. I was begining to get the feeling that
the guy who had checked me out was about to approach me when I heard my
phone ring. It was Lori returning my call so I answered it
quickly. "Hello." I said. "Hi," I heard my old voice say, "How's it going
Lori."

"It could be worse, I guess." I replied. "How was work?" She told me work
had gone by just fine, and nobody seemed to notice that anything was
wrong. "How's Vanessa?" I asked. "She's good." Lori said, "I don't think
she's noticed either, though I dont know how long I can go before she
notices." I sighed, I missed Vanessa already, and wished I could tell her
what happened. "Well let's just hope that we get switched back before too
long." I said. "You know," Lori went on, "You're really lucky, she seemed
like a great woman. I feel bad getting your good relationship while you get
stuck with that prick Kurt." A image of my sucking said prick's prick
flashed through my head. "I'm sure you dont feel too bad." I began, "In
fact, you're probably enjoying yourself." I finished sourly.

"I wont lie to you," She said, "This is fun for me. I dont mean to make it
worse for you, but it just feels like a game to me. I know you probably
dont see it that way." I told her she was right. "Look, can you meet up
with me for a minute, I want to talk about a few things?" she said she
could, I told her where to find me. "I'll be there in twenty minutes." She
said. "Ok, I'll be here." I told her as I hung up the phone. I ordered a
drink and began waiting for Lori to arrive.

She got there quickly and walked in the door looking very confident. She
was all smiles as she walked over to me at the bar. "Well I can see I was
right about you enjoying yourself." I said with a note of bitterness. "I
told you," She said, "I can't help it that this is a crazy kind of vacation
for me." I grumbled in response. "Listen," I said as she sat down. "There
is something I want to ask." She ordered a drink and the bartender left to
fetch it. "Shoot." She said. "Well," I began, "have you noticed anything
else about the switch? I mean have you noticed a certain...acceptance of
the changes?"

"Ahh," she said, "That. Yes, my friend called me a while agi to tell me
about that. She said that it was part of it. Since it was meant for me and
Kurt, she made is so that he would accept being female much easier than he
normally would. I didn't want to tell you because I thought it would just
make you feel... I don't know." I frowned. "So you knew that I would find
this easier to accept and you didn't warn me?" She shrugged. "Would it have
made a difference? I mean you aren't enjoying this, isn't it kinda a good
thing? You can't make yourself get more uspet, and why would you want to?"

I had to admit I saw her point, though I felt that some wwarning would have
been nice nontheless. Lori smiled slyly. "I'm going to venture a guess that
this ws propted in part by the fact that you let Kurt fuck you and you
actually enjoyed it a little?" I frowned again. "Shut your face." I said
flatly. "I'll take that as a 'yes'." She replied. "Look," I said,
frustrated, "Isn't there anything else we can do to speed this up? How far
is this going to get messed up if you're having a ball being me and I'm
magically not out of my mind by becoming a married woman with a troublesome
husband?"

"What can we do?" She said, shrugging again, "Neither of us can reverse it,
all we can do is wait untill it gets sorted out. It can't take too long." I
slouched down and sipped my drink. "I certainly hope not." I muttered. "You
know it's a shame..." Lori said offhandedly. "What is, besides the
obvious." I asked. "Well if you didn't have a serious girlfriend we could
have at least played around together. "Yeah," I said sourly, "That would
have been a big consolation."

It wasn't long before I had to get going, since I had to be back at the
house before Kurt got home if I didn't want to answer any questions. I bit
the annyingly happy Lori farewell and went back to her life for the
night. I had time to get some food ready before my adopted husband got
home. He was also annoying happy, no doubt due to me rocking his word the
night before, which I suddenly felt a pang of shame for. I may have been
cursed to accept my role, but I could still feel ashamed of giving that
jerk satisfaction.

Whatever had come over me the night before what not in play this time. I
was in no mood to have any contact with Kurt at all, sex most definatly
included. My performace before had encouraged him though. When it came time
to go to bed I faced away from him on my side, acting like I just wanted to
sleep. It didn't do me any good though, and he sidled up to me. Spooning me
from behind he started to rub my pussy, slipping a finger inside me. I
couldn't think of any excuse fast enough, plus it did feel pretty good even
if I wasn't really in the mood for it.

He replaced his hand with his now-hard dick and started feeding it into
me. I reached down to rub my clit as he started to fuck me slowly. By
playing with my pussy and my tits I managed to bring about a small orgasm
in myself before I felt Kurt cum inside me again. After this somewhat tepid
session he seemed satisfied enough, and it wasn't long before I actually
managed to get to sleep.