Date: Wed, 18 Nov 2009 17:26:51 -0800
From: secondary2@live.ca
Subject: Wishing Confusion

It all started with a heated argument with my twin sister Linda. We had
never got along as children, and while we were forced to live together for
a spell while we were in our twenties, she ended an argument with the
phrase...

"I wish you knew what it was like to be me, you jackass." She
muttered. Suddenly I heard a loud buzzing, vibrating noise. Linda looked
down at her hand, the ring she had found was humming, and it began to glow
like it was red hot. She didn't seem to be in pain though. Then felt my
stomach turn. I felt dizzy and reeled backwards. I almost fell over as I
felt my body shake and swirl. I thought I was going to throw up for a
moment, then I began to regain some control, though I felt off balance and
nauseous. When I felt all right again I straightened up, feeling my weight
shift in a weird way. I felt as though something was pulling the front of
my body forward. "What was that?" I snapped.

I clamped a hand to my throat; the voice that had just come out of me
wasn't mine. In fact it sounded like Linda. Linda was just staring at me,
mouth agape. I looked at her, confused. "You look like me!" She said. "You
are a copy of me!" I didn't believe it until I looked down at myself. I saw
that the weight I felt was from the large breasts hanging off my chest. I
could see the ample cleavage under my chin, and I was wearing the same
shirt she was. There was a mirror on the other side of the room, and I
teetered over to look at myself. It was true; I had become my sisters
twin. Every detail was the same; physically there was no way to tell us
apart.

"The ring," I stuttered in her voice. "The ring did this. Where did you get
it?" She looked at the ring on her hand. "I found in in the street just the
other day..." I turned to look at her urgently. "Quick wish me back to
normal." Linda was recovering from some of her shock, and she started to
smile. "What's the rush?" She said. "I wanted you to know what it was like
to be me, now you will." I glared at her. "Don't mess about, I don't want
to end up stuck like this." I said. She thought a moment. "I have a plan
then." She said, and I didn't like the sound of it. Before I could ask she
made another wish, and one that I couldn't believe.

"I wish that while you are me you want to fuck Rich as much as I do, and
only after you sleep with him will you change back. In the meantime you'll
think just like me." I gaped at her. Rich was my best friend, and I had
always known she had a thing for him, but I did not approve. "Hey don't
mess around, we don't know how many wishes you get!" I shouted in my
sister's voice. "As long as that one works then you have nothing to worry
about, we'll switch back as soon as you've had your way with Rich." She
said, grinning lasciviously. "I am not going to -" It was too late though,
the wish had worked. I thought of Rich and I was filled with desire. "Damn
you!" I spat. "Give me the ring so I can wish myself back to normal." I
demanded. "Are you sure you want to do that, you wont get to sleep with him
if you do that. Conflicting thoughts battled in my brain. I felt my skin
tingle at the thought of having Rich inside me. I tried to tell my body
that I was a man, that I had no desires for my friend at all. It was of
little use, I wanted him as much as she did.

"What if he doesn't want me?" I asked. Linda laughed, realising she had
succeeded. "Trust me, you may not be a magazine cover girl but you have a
cute face and huge tits, just look into his eyes and rub your breasts over
him and he'll give in pretty quick." She chuckled. "But he said he wouldn't
fuck his best friend's sister." I said. "He will if his best friend says
it's ok." She replied. "I wish I knew what it was like to be my brother,
Peter." She said, winking. I watched her teeter and reel, feeling the same
sickness and dizziness I did. I saw her body go liquid, then mould and
shape again. In a matter of seconds she looked exactly like me.

I also knew she was right, she was in my body and if 'I' told Rich that it
was ok... I couldn't wait to get his clothes off. Part of me knew I was
going to hate Linda after this happened, but I didn't care at the time. We
were brother and sister again, only now it was reversed. "This is gonna be
fun." Linda said, sounding like me. "Maybe afterwards I'll let you use the
ring yourself. In the meantime I guess I should arrange to hang out with
Rich..."

I was left standing in the living room feeling confused and lost. I had
become my sister, she had become me. She had embedded in me all of her
desires towards my best friend and was on her way to invite him over. I
could have stopped her, forced her to give me the ring, talked her into
undoing what she had done - but I didn't. The reason was simple; thanks to
her I waned to bed Rich more than anything, and I wanted her to get him
into the house. I tried to be angry with her, but instead I felt gratitude
that she as going to facilitate giving me my ultimate desire. I felt
frustratingly happy.

I walked across to the nearest mirror and looked at myself, seeing my
sister's twenty-two-year-old body from a new perspective. I was the one
with long brown hair, green eyes and full lips. Even more shockingly, I was
the one with a big rack and a curvy body. Linda had always thought herself
chubby, and I didn't refrain from teasing her on this topic either. The
truth is she wasn't, she may have been ten pounds over the celebrity status
quo but her curvy and strong looking legs were impressive. And the small
curve of her baby-fat belly did nothing that her large, firm breasts didn't
more than make up for. She had a attractive face, though it did have just a
touch of 'girl next door.' Nonetheless, I had to admit that she was an
attractive girl. This meant I was attractive girl now.

When I heard Rich arrive I stayed in my room. I knew that 'I' had to let
him know that fucking me was all right. If I tried to jump him now he would
resist, thinking he'd be betraying 'me'. I let their conversation go on
downstairs as I sat in my room feeling nervous. I started to think about
the possibilities that might be coming up, and the thought turned me on. I
started rubbing my breasts absent mindedly as I sat by myself. When I
realised what I was doing I didn't stop, but instead I fondled myself
harder.

Squeezing my breasts and playing with my nipples, even though me shirt,
felt great. It sent little tingles all through me. I felt myself getting
very horny, heat and moisture were building up between my legs. I kept
massaging my tits with one hand while I let the other slide down between my
thighs. I started rubbing my crotch, feeling the wetness seep though the
fabric a little. I was amazed at just how good rubbing my clit felt, it
made me whimper and moan into my hand. I started pushing my hips into my
fingers as I pleasured myself, finding new and wonderful ways to make this
body feel great.

Suddenly I heard my old voice calling me. "Hey, Linda!" It said. "We're
watching a movie, you wanna join us?" I very much did. I walked downstairs
and went into the living room. I said hello to Rich, trying to disguise my
plans for him. I sat on the couch across from them as my sister/myself went
to put a movie on. 'He' said he couldn't find the one he wanted, and that
he was going to look for it in his room. I could tell this was just
pretence to leave me and Rich alone together. I had a suspicion he would
take his sweet time finding that disk...

I was right, and a good five minutes passed with Rich and I talking
casually. I moved over to sit next to him, edging a little closer than was
appropriate. We talked some more about inconsequential things, my hands
creeping a little nearer to him each moment that went by. Soon I was
playing with his hair and he was doing nothing to stop me. I took a hold of
his head and drew it towards me, opening my mouth. I kissed him full on,
pressing my body close to him. I took Linda's advice of rubbing my breasts
across his arm. He was unresponsive at first, but then his hand came up to
tease my back.

I started rubbing his groin through his jeans, feeling his member getting
hard. We broke our kiss. He made a few feeble "Should we's" that I
rebuffed. I stripped off my shirt, my bra pushing my tits up at him. We
resumed out making out. I helped him out of his shirt between kissed,
running my hands over his chest. He unclasped my bra and freed my boobs. He
began fondling my rack adamantly. I sighed, it felt even better when
someone else was doing it. After a few moments I started to unbutton and
unzip his pants. He took the hint and squirmed out of his trousers, kicking
them off. I reached down and started to stroke his hard dick as he took one
of my nipples into his mouth.

I couldn't believe how excited I was. This was what I wanted more that
anything else in the world and now I had it. My body was alive in a way I
had never known before, and I was a slave to desire. I told him that I
wanted him badly, that I had always wanted him. He returned the
compliment. His rod was rock hard now, and I was still jacking him off
firmly. I wanted to do more than that though, I had many more plans for
him.

I slid down his body, letting his cock rub between my huge tits. I squeezed
my breasts together around his pole and rubbed against him, tit fucking him
for a few moments. I giggled, thinking that having big boobs was fun. I
licked the tip of Rich's dick as it poked out of my cleavage, teasing
him. He sighed and arched into my ministrations. Releasing my chest, I went
all the way down so that my face was on front of his erect manhood. I
opened my mouth and engulfed his member, swallowing nearly all of it. I
slowly started going down on him, feeling his organ twitch as he moaned
quietly.

I was soon bobbing my head up and down, using my lips and tongue to
pleasure him. I was evidently doing a good job, and he started running his
hands through my hair and cradling my head. I whimpered into his dick as he
scraped his nails over my back. I increased my pace, getting a little
rougher with his cock. I could tell he was really excited now, and so was
I. I felt my crotch get soaking wet, staining my flimsy panties. I knew
Rich would cum before too long if I kept going, and I wanted him inside of
me first.

I let his tool slurp out of my mouth as I sat up. I slipped off my panties
from under my skirt and tossed them aside. I then climbed up on top of him,
hiking the fabric of my skirt up to my waist. I positioned my hairless slit
over his slick spear. I was so wet that there was no resistance as I
lowered myself down. I gasp as I felt him slide deep into me on one smooth
motion. It was so different from what I had experienced before, and I felt
electric all over. When I was all the way down I started grinding my hips,
rubbing out pelvis areas together. He pulled back and thrust up with each
of my grinding motions, sliding his cock in and out of me as his body
rubbed my clit.

It felt amazing. I felt my tits bounce and jiggle on my chest as we fucked,
and I moaned when he sat up and took one of my nipples into his mouth. I
was wonton and lustful as I rode him. I grinned and moaned and whimpered as
he pushed him as deep into me as I could. He held me tight and kissed me
passionately as we coupled, my tits mashing into his muscular chest. I
kissed him back even harder, forcing my tongue into his mouth. I leaned
back a little and concentrated on myself, grinding into him in the way that
felt the best.

I felt a overwhelming pleasure build up inside me, one that dwarfed all the
ecstasy I was already feeling. My body tingled and reverberated as I
realised that I was about to have an orgasm. When it his I screamed out,
biting my lip in an attempt to quiet myself. "Oh god, oh god..." I
muttered. "Keep going just like that." I demanded. I erupted, my whole
being exploding in bliss. "Yesss!, Yesss!' I screamed, followed by some
incomprehensible whimpered. It seemed like I would never stop cumming, the
orgasm must have lasted four times as long as any I had ever had as a man.

When I began to come down from my high I opened my eyes and smiled at Rich,
who was grinning lustfully back at me. "I tried to catch my breath as the
sweat dripped down my bosom. Rich seemed satisfied that I was satisfied, so
he sat up and rolled me over into a position that was more beneficial to
him. I found myself on my back, my breasts sliding back and forth on my
chest as I threw my legs around his waist. I dug my heels into his hips as
he fucked me. He gradually began ramming into me harder and harder, and the
rolling of my breasts was beginning to get uncomfortable. I reached up and
cradled my tits as he pounded me, my moans timed with each thrust as I
jerked up to meet his advances.

I started to cum again, not as strongly as before but enough to make my cry
out and clutch Rich to me as I shuddered and trembled. We were both panting
and sweating now, and I had two orgasms under my belt. My skirt was damp
and plastered to my waist as we kept fucking, my brain reeling in the alien
pleasures. Rich wasn't quite done yet, and he grabbed my arm and spun me
around so I was face down. I felt cold and empty as his cock slipped out of
me. I got on my knees, my tits squashed into the couch cushions, as he
repositioned himself behind me. He ravenously pushed back, desperate to get
him back into my pussy.

He slams back into me and picked up where he left off. He started sliding
his dck in and out of my cunt from behind while my I twisted my head away
form the couch to watch him shag me. I lifted myself off the couch, feeling
my chest dangle down in front of me. I looked down to see my jugs swaying
and rippling as he slammed into me. I wanted to see his dick going into my
wet snatch but my bosom was just too big for me too see past in this
position. I looked back over my shoulder to see my ass jolting as he took
me. He was getting a little rougher, and I was starting to really enjoy it.

He reached around to rub my clit it one hand, kneading my tit with the
other. I whimpered and writhed as he did so. Then, after a few minutes, he
went back to grabbing my hips and fucking me hard. He pulled me to him as
he slapped into my backside. His breathing was ragged now, and I heard the
abandon in his grunts. I knew what was coming and I smiled in
anticipation. I wanted to feel him explode inside me. He clenched up and
jerked as he pounded me, and I heard him stifle a moan as he came. His seed
shot into my pussy in jet after jet. Each pulse filling me up further. When
the final spurt was done he collapsed forward, squishing me onto the couch.

I tried to catch my breath, my pleasures ebbing and leaving only a warm
glow. I felt his cum leaking out of my slit as he withdrew and flopped down
next to me. "That was incredible." He managed to pant. I told his I
agreed. Then, all of a sudden, I didn't agree. My glow faded away and I
started to feel dirty and sullied. I was gradually more repulsed with
myself. I realised I was getting my own mind back. Guilt, revulsion and
anger came back to me. I was sickened by the leaking train off jizz that
was oozing from my body. I hid my disgust and got up, saying I had to clean
myself up. If things worked out properly I would turn back into myself
soon, and I didn't want him to see that.

I grabbed my clothes and rushed to the bathroom just as I felt my body reel
and stumble. I locked myself in as my body started changing again. In a
matter of seconds I was myself again, and the clothes I was holding were my
own and not Linda's. The semen was gone from my crotch and m own dick was
back. If it wasn't for the vivid memories it would have been like nothing
had happened. But I remembered everything. I remembered wanting what Linda
wanted, remembered seeking pleasure in her body. She was probably still
upstairs, walking around in a duplicate of my body. I pulled my clothes on
and went to find her.

I stormed into my room and found her, still looking like me. "Enjoy
yourself?" she asked, grinning. "Fuck you. How could you make me do that?"
I demanded. "Technically I didn't make you; I just made you want to." She
said, dismissively. "Now you know what it's like to be me, at least a
little bit." She added. "Fine." I spat. "I've been educated, why are you
still me?" She stood up. "Fine," she said. "I wish I was myself again." In
a few moments she was my sister once more. I nodded. "I guess I can go see
if Rich want seconds." She added, giggling. I nodded, waiting for her to
get up and walk past me.

I then grabbed her harshly and grasped the ring on her finger. "I wish -"
She began, but it was too late and I had the ring off. I pushed her away
from me and looked at the piece of jewellery in my hand. I slipped it on,
wondering what I was going to wish in order to be avenged.