Panty Swap

By Gregor Daniels

While at home, a couple receives an odd package in the mail containing two pairs of plain, white underwear, advertised to stretch and fit any body. Naturally, Ricky and Penelope have to try them out for themselves, but little do they know that the underwear have some certain, special properties. With an empty day ahead of them, things get a little strange and unusual in the bedroom.

Length: 18,100 words

This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes with erotic descriptions. Themes include gender transformations, changes caused by clothing, body part changes, slow and detailed transformations, girls with extra parts, diapers, and other perverted fantasies. For mature audiences only. All characters over 18 years old.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gregor Daniels
• Release date: Nov 9, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311374523

Gregor Daniels

Gregor Daniels is an erotica author that specializes in gender swap and erotic transformation fetishes. New stories are typically released weekly and feature a variety of themes. Have you ever had fantasies to be a girl? Then look no further ...Contact the author directly on Twitter to discuss stories, share your favorite ideas and fantasies, scenes, and characters, or to just talk about nothing in particular.

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Panty Swap

Published by Gregor Daniels at Smashwords

Copyright 2014 Gregor Daniels

For ADULTS Only. All Characters Over 18.

Ricky brought the blunt to his lips, taking a sweet, long drag to ease those lingering trembles that were causing his arms and legs to shake. His eyelids closed, and his body was suddenly relaxed, almost numb even, with the bed sheet draped over his legs and the sunlight passing through the cracked blinds.

The mattress groaned as Penelope rose from the edge, yawning as she stretched her arms over her head. The oversized shirt she was wearing — Ricky's to be exact —came up and up, the bottom hem climbing over her bare, rounded bottom. She arched her back, removing those kinks in her spine, and creating this exaggerated posture that only made her rear stick out more. It must've been a few seconds at the most, but to Ricky it seemed like a full minute, her half-naked and as still as a statue, absolutely nude from the ass down. His eyes gravitated to her posterior right away, locking on to that glorious figure that she had no shame in displaying. He had felt that ass slamming against him not so long ago, and already he was missing the sensation of it pressing back into his palms. Ricky savored the blunt as he felt that familiar stirring in his loins.

Penelope twirled around on her heels, the shirt falling to its natural resting position again. You going to sit there all day?

It was a tease, Ricky knew, but he tried to play it off cool. I got nowhere to be today, babe. Just me and you ... and this. He raised the blunt to her, exhaling from the corner of his mouth. You can stay if you want.

Penelope looked down at herself. "And walk around all day like this? That's what you really want, isn't it? Me prancing around half-naked?"

"So is that a yes?"

She laughed. Let me try that. Ricky handed the blunt to her. The end of it glowed a bright orange for a fraction of a second as she inhaled, coughing afterwards. "Strong stuff. Too strong, I think. She coughed again.Is that your plan, then? Sit around all day and smoke some weed?" She handed the blunt back to him.

Ricky shrugged. Among other things. Those days are the best.

Penelope went over to the dresser and checked her phone. "I'm already over thirty minutes late for work. Might as well just skip the entire day. Fuck, I don't feel like working anyway. She turned and faced him. I think your laziness is wearing off on me."

Ricky raised the blunt to her, nodding and squinting one eye. He had made it very clear to her when their relationship started that he wasn't the kind of guy that went places, or did anything at all productive. The soft bed and silky sheets, now that was the life right there. And when that blunt was in between his lips, he could feel himself slipping away. He was completely relaxed. The only reason he'd have to get up was to find something to eat, or answer the call of his bladder.

Penelope stepped into her skintight jeans and snapped them around her waist, after a couple of quick tugs to get the garment over her hips. They were the exceptionally tight kind, Ricky had noticed on several occasions. Penelope was a thin girl, taller than average and skinnier than most, but those skintight jeans helped emphasized what little curves she had. There was a clear smirk on her face when she noticed him staring at her. Truthfully, Ricky was in such a daze that he didn't even know that he was consciously doing it. It was an automatic response, a decision made by his deep mind, acting out on carnal instinct. As a result, there was a small tent forming in the sheet, but his body was still too weak to be fully turned on by it.

You really do have nothing else to think about, she said, grinning wide.

Ricky shrugged. "What can I say? That ass is killer."

Penelope grabbed her phone, pausing before she disappeared from the room. One second while I call into work. You want to grab some breakfast after? My stomach is rumbling after all that.

Ricky nodded in agreement. His was too, now that he thought about it. That was one of the downsides to smoking so much weed. He was hungry practically all the time. Still, it wasn't enough yet to get him out of bed, and certainly not enough to distract his thoughts from Penelope's fantastic body. He could almost still feel the bed shaking beneath him, as well as hear those screams as she rode him like some wild beast with nothing else on her mind. And the scent ... oh fuck. Ricky could still smell her long after she had left the room, that wonderful aroma of her pussy. She had surprised him this morning by shaving all of her pubic hair off, and now he couldn't get the image of it out of his head. She had been wetter than ever, he recalled that moment. His cock had went in with no resistance at all. Ricky stuck the end of the blunt in between his lips, inhaled, and tried to remember every single