The Pendant

Chapter One

Bobby found the box at the bottom of the pond we swim in. He had to dive down several metre to act it free but finally swam to shore with it. We ( Mike, Jake, Bobby, and I ) sat there looking at it. It was wood bound with iron strap and it looked old. The lid wouldn't give and Jake picked up a rock candy and started pounding until the side caved in.

I know it was dumb. It might induce been valuable and there were right ways to open up it. But we were teenagers and animate being force usually was the initiatory matter to total into our minds.

There was a locket inside the box. Not a shiny locket with jewel. It was dull metallic element with geometric marker on it. Bobby said that if it was pretty he might have given it to a daughter. If he had a girl we responded. Jake thought maybe we could sell it but none of us thought it looked valuable.

Mike finally took it and put it over his neck opening. There was a blurry shimmering gist and suddenly mike was gone and there was a bare-breasted girl standing where he had been. We all stared, dumbstruck. microphone saw our formulation, looked down at"herself ”, shrieked in a female child phonation, and tore the locked off his nous. She shimmered again, like heat off a road in the summer, and there was microphone again.

mike threw down the pendant and started running. Bobby and Jake waited a few seconds and then took off after microphone. I reached down, picked up the pendant, and put it in my air pocket. Then I ran to catch up with the others. They caught up with mike in front of his mansion and were asking him if he was OK. He was totally freaked and explained how when he looked down his body had been a girl's. He didn't want anything to do with the pendant and said it must be Black magic.

We finally got him to admit that he felt OK now. Whatever had happened had lasted only as long as he wore the pendant. Jake kidded Mike that he had nice titty and mike got mad and made us all swear to never tell anyone what had happened. Seeing how mad he was we all agreed.

After that we all went our separate instruction and I went home. I thought about what had happened as I walked home. I had the pendant and it hadn't done any permanent harm to microphone. It wouldn't hurt to try it out. My parents were not due home until dinner time so I had several 60 minutes of privacy.

I went into the lavatory and locked the doorway. I removed the boxers I had worn to drown in the lake and felt the weight of the pendant. I held the chain and wondered what it would sense like. There was a full-of-the-moon length mirror on the inside of the privy door. I stared at my reflection as I lifted the chain over my psyche and felt the necklace against my chest.

There was that Saami ripple in the air around me and suddenly I was staring at a nude teenage young woman. Her hairsbreadth was the same color and style as mine both on my head and between my legs. She had some resemblance to a cousin-german of mine. Maybe his is what I would birth looked like if I had been a girl.

I wondered if this was just some form of illusion. The rack on my chest felt real. I could sense their weight. I brought my deal up to feel them and decided that it this was an illusion then it included touching as well as mess. I had my first opportunity to finger up some titmouse and I went to it, examining their feel and finally playing with the nipples. The nipple got hard and stuck out and I found they were a lot more medium than I was used to. I kept rubbing them and finally pulled one up far enough that I could fluff it with the tip of my tongue.

I was getting really turned on and it felt unusual because I didn't have an hard-on to go with it. I let go of my breast and ran my hired man down my sides to my coxa. red cent I was hot. I ran the fingers of my right hand over my mound. It felt unusual but good. There was no penis there and I had to reassure myself that it would come back as soon as I took off the pendant. I was really tempted to rip the pendant off that heartbeat to stool certainly my guy would still be there but I was too turned on to stop.

Sitting on the rug I ran my hands over those womanly branch. I spread them and stared down at the initiatory live on bare slit I had ever seen. I explored finding that I needed to be easy. I pushed a finger inside the yap at the stern and that felt unknown. Not at all like a digit in the ass.

I may have looked like a young woman but I still had a boy 's attitude. Instead of thought process of reasons not to have sex I was ready to go for it right now.

I decided to be the 1st man to chance out if a female person orgasm was better than the male. I started rubbing my pussy with my good hired man and tweaking nipples with my left field. Soon I was so work on I had to lay back with my knees set. My pussy was wet and I used that to lubricate my clitoris and soon was focused on just that staring little push button. I felt the like getting skinny touch but when the coming hit it was different. With no phallus to gush I wasn't focused down there but instead felt it all through my body.

I decided it was different, not better, just different. I continued to lightly fondle my pussycat as I enjoyed the afterglow. The next thing I knew I was rubbing more purposely and the flavour was starting again and more quickly this time. This was certainly different from the shoot once and be done seminal fluid I had as a male.

My secondly cum was stronger and I was going to possess to say it was better. I didn't occlusive there but continued to make myself cum until finally my clit was sore from the rubbing and my cover was aching from the floor.

I went ahead and took a shower with the pendant still on. It was a fantasy come honest to be washing a lady friend's body. As I rinsed off I thought that the pendant could take in been better. If it had made a severalise copy of me then we could consume fucked instead of just jilling off.

After drying off I removed the pendant. When the shimmering cleared there was my old manful soundbox staring back at me in the mirror. It seemed both familiar and very plain compared to the hot female person consistency I had been wearing a bit before. Grabbing my penis I was sorry it hadn't gotten in on the action.

If mortal else wore the pendant would I fuck them ? Knowing they were really male. Remembering how hot I had looked I decided I probably would. And if I was wearing the pendant would I make out a guy ? I tried to rationalize to myself that I would be female when I did it so it would be OK. Right ?

For now I stashed the pendant in my best hiding stead right next to my porn. I would have to think on how it could be used. I would definitely being jilling off again with it. That was the aphrodisiacal matter I had ever done .