The pendant

Chapter One

Bobby found the box at the arse of the pond we swim in. He had to dive down several times to shape it free but finally drown to set ashore with it. We ( Mike, Jake, Bobby, and I ) sat there looking at it. It was wood bound with iron straps and it looked old. The lid wouldn't open and Jake picked up a sway and started pounding until the side caved in.

I know it was dense. It might have been worthful and there were safe fashion to give it. But we were teenagers and brutish force usually was the first matter to come into our minds.

There was a locket inside the box. Not a shining locket with jewel. It was dull metallic element with geometrical scoring on it. Bobby said that if it was pretty he might have given it to a young woman. If he had a girl we responded. Jake thought maybe we could deal it but none of us thought it looked valuable.

Mike finally took it and put it over his neck. There was a blurry shimmering effect and suddenly Mike was gone and there was a topless lady friend standing where he had been. We all stared, dumbstruck. microphone saw our formula, looked down at"herself ”, shrieked in a girl articulation, and tore the locked off his head. She shimmered again, like warmth off a road in the summer, and there was Mike again.

Mike threw down the pendant and started running. Bobby and Jake waited a few irregular and then took off after mike. I reached down, picked up the chandelier, and put it in my air hole. Then I ran to catch up with the others. They caught up with Mike in front of his family and were asking him if he was OK. He was totally freak out and explained how when he looked down his consistency had been a miss's. He didn't want anything to do with the pendant and said it must be black magic.

We finally got him to intromit that he felt OK now. Whatever had happened had lasted only as long as he wore the pendant. Jake kidded microphone that he had prissy tits and mike got mad and made us all swear to never recite anyone what had happened. Seeing how mad he was we all agreed.

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

I went into the bath and locked the doorway. I removed the shorts I had worn to float in the lake and felt the weight of the pendant. I held the chain and wondered what it would feel like. There was a full length mirror on the inside of the bathroom door. I stared at my reflexion as I lifted the chain over my head and felt the necklace against my chest.

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

I wondered if this was just some kind of illusion. The stand on my dresser matte up real. I could find their weight. I brought my hands up to feel them and decided that it this was an illusion then it included touching as well as lot. I had my first prospect to feel up some tits and I went to it, examining their feel and finally playing with the nipples. The mammilla got hard and stuck out and I found they were a lot more sore than I was used to. I kept rubbing them and finally pulled one up far enough that I could card it with the tip of my tongue.

I was getting really turned on and it felt foreign because I didn't have an erection to go with it. I let go of my boobs and ran my handwriting down my sides to my hips. Damn I was hot. I ran the fingers of my decently handwriting over my mound. It felt strange but trade 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 trice to make sure enough my guy would still be there but I was too turned on to stop.

Sitting on the rug I ran my hands over those feminine legs. I spread them and stared down at the first off live bare cunt I had ever seen. I explored finding that I needed to be gentle. I pushed a digit inside the hole at the keister and that felt unusual. Not at all like a finger in the ass.

I may receive looked like a lady friend but I still had a boy 's attitude. Instead of thinking of grounds not to possess sex I was prepare to go for it aright now.

I decided to be the 1st man to line up out if a female orgasm was undecomposed than the male. I started rubbing my pussycat with my right hand and tweaking nipples with my left hand. Soon I was so turned on I had to lay back with my stifle set. My slit was wet and I used that to lubricate my clit and soon was focused on just that perfect piddling button. I felt the Lapp getting close tone but when the orgasm hit it was unlike. With no penis 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 caress my cunt as I enjoyed the afterglow. The following affair I knew I was rubbing more purposely and the feeling was starting again and more quickly this time. This was certainly dissimilar from the shoot once and be done seminal fluid I had as a male.

My moment cum was stronger and I was going to sustain to say it was better. I didn't full stop there but continued to make myself cum until finally my clitoris was sore from the detrition and my back was aching from the floor.

I went ahead and took a shower bath with the pendant still on. It was a fantasy seminal fluid true to be washing a girl's body. As I rinsed off I thought that the pendant could cause been better. If it had made a separate copy of me then we could give birth fucked instead of just jilling off.

After drying off I removed the pendant. When the shimmering cleared there was my old male body staring back at me in the mirror. It seemed both companion and very plain compared to the hot female person organic structure I had been wearing a bit before. Grabbing my phallus 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 sleep with a guy ? I tried to rationalize to myself that I would be distaff when I did it so it would be OK. Right ?

For now I stashed the chandelier in my Charles Herbert Best hiding office right future to my porn. I would have to conceive on how it could be used. I would definitely being jilling off again with it. That was the sexiest thing I had ever done .