The Third Wheel

By Lyka Bloom

Chris has it all: money, a casual lifestyle, and the love of a beautiful and ambitious woman. When he is presented with an opportunity to loosen her up with the aid of a special pill, it's an offer too good to resist.

An accident occurs leaving Chris with an increasing feminine body and a newfound desire to feed this new body's passions.

A gender-bending tale of revenge and lust!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lyka Bloom
• Release date: Feb 21, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005668792

Lyka Bloom

Lyka Bloom writes various forms of fiction, but erotica has become a new passion. She preferstransformations and games of control, and enjoys exploring all the perverse kinks bubbling beneath the surface of sexuality.

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THE THIRD WHEEL

by Lyka Bloom

THE THIRD WHEEL

First Edition. February 21st, 2021 at Smashwords.

Copyright © 2021 Lyka Bloom

Written by Lyka Bloom

This is a work of fiction. All names, places, likenesses, events, and incidents are fictional, and are in no way intended to describe actual events.

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Getting head from the smartest girl I ever knew remained a turn-on, even after a couple of years of it. Rebecca was an overachiever in all fields of endeavor unless it came to me and the bedroom. There. she was a c-plus student at best. Still, considering I was way out of her league when we met and that disparity had only grown, I got enough pleasure from being with Rebecca that it didn't take much to get me off.

On paper, she was perfect. She was in graduate school, about to tack another three letters on the end of her last name, a last name that was bound to be mine if I played my cards right. And, given the fact that Rebecca was on her knees in front of the sofa while I buried my fingers in her luxurious black hair, guiding her mouth onto my pole at just the right speed and angle for a quick climax, I'd say I was playing my cards just right.

I met her in college, back when I was still waffling between a history degree and something even less useful before I finally gave up trying to simply get by when I knew I was just going to end up falling into middle management at one of my dad's plants. Not such a bad fate. Steady salary and it was going to be damn difficult to get fired from such a position. I had enough money and time to take a few graduate classes along with Rebecca, without all the hassle of actually caring about what I was taking.

Rebecca, on the other hand, came from nothing. Her folks were poor, typical folks who didn't know how to manage their money, and so had little when it came time to put their three daughters through school. With Rebecca they had it easy. She was whip-smart in high school, too. While her parents had been farting away their time, Rebecca was preparing for all of them. She had a scholarship lined up while she was a junior in high school. When she left for college, I got the impression she wasn't in much hurry to get back. Despite her parents' best efforts to wreck her future, Rebecca's looked bright indeed.

With a keen mind, she fell into the sciences quickly and found she had an agile mind that lent well to medicine and diagnosis in particular. She was like that TV doctor with the busted leg, only not a pill addict, and way hotter in tight jeans.

Perhaps that was the most remarkable thing about Rebecca. She was not only responsible and smart, and all the things the rest of the things her family wasn't, she was one of the most naturally pretty girls I'd ever met, too.

Maybe not the most stacked, but who was going to complain about her modest cup size when she had a long and curvy body, with an ass that came from morning runs and a wide and easy smile that put you at ease as soon as you saw it. And that smart, sexy girl was currently gulping down the load she'd drawn out of me. She had her eyes squeezed shut, and she actually showed some enjoyment when she sucked my dick, which I liked. I'd dated girls who treated blowjobs like latrine duty.

Rebecca was the kind of girl who believed in 'womanly responsibilities.' While she was a very smart, maybe even brilliant, overachiever, she also grew up in the kind of family where the women stayed at home and the men did all the