Robert was on a body swapping cruise with his wife Sarah could not take her complaining about her current body anymore.
He did not care that she was not happy with it.
He did not care that she did not like the fact that it only had half a head of hair a beer belly and a small dick.
He stepped out onto the small balcony and looked over the sea.
He felt the cool sea breeze around his legs.
He felt it caress his ass and tickle his pussy before lifting up the hem of the dress he was wearing unlike his wife he was happy with the body he had ended up in.
How do we get on that cruise? Can I buy a ticket.
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DeleteIt wasn't my idea, for a cruise, I never been on a cruise before in my life. I don't think I was on the water. Or sailing than a few minutes at a time. Or at lease going to and island that was barely a several away from the coast. I don't even get close to the water or ocean at all. But here I am taking a cruise. The worst of it. Is that I'm not a guy. That's right, I'm a girl. Not I'm dressed up like one. But physically, genetically a girl, mentally , emotionally I'm still a guy. With some knowledge and some sexual comfort of being a girl. My friend who is a girl. Decided too, come along , decided to experience it in different way. That I will be girl. And she will be the guy. At first I said no. But she was smart, she gave me a challenge if I lost you will take a cruise as a girl dresses as a girl for about two maybe three weeks as one. You dress in a dress on all time. No pant outfits or slacks. Feminine shorts are okay. But not to long. Okay what do I get if I win. Let me see. You always wondered what I look in a dress, so I'm dress in dresses for the same time. But we in go on the cruise that part. Is not negotiable , beside you promised you'll go. Okay, okay I'll agree on it. So I took the challenge and I thought I would win, I didn't. I couldn't believe it. I lost. A few days later we were booked on the cruise. She was me, I was her. In a sundress, look at the coastline slowly disappear. I thought it was going a lousy day. But the was fair, not to warm, not to cool, but fair. She err he was looking at me, like was a girl. She err he dressed in a causal dress like many people on a cruise. And me like a dozens of girls dressed in sundresses, but they were girl . I was a girl sorta. They look at me, and I looked my them. I wonder why. Then a breeze came over the deck. What the F___ was that. Get use to it, my dear. She err he said.
ReplyDeleteYou mean this happen every time Its gets windy, I asked.
Pretty much, he said. So you have get use to it. And be careful.
Meaning what I asked.
Mean a strong breeze and a loose skirt, you maybe not want stranger to see, your lingerie in public.
How, how do you handle it. I said.
By hold the helms of your skirt down. And hope you don't expose yourself.
As he look down to see if it he's not showing anything. Then he decided to remove his high heels. Then heels are a pain. To wear, how do girls wear them.
Practice, plenty of practice. You been do it. For a few days. I been doing it, for years. You been do it for years. I told you to wear short chucky heels, or flat heels. Oh great another to worry about. As a removed them. Felt short to him. Remember the makeup, jewelry you have to wear time to time. We sailed farther and farther to sea. I kept thinking, over two weeks, two weeks I'm a girl. Some reason I felt more comfortable. And that's the problem what happen to me after we return back to land, what then!
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DeleteGreat animation. Loved the story. lol
ReplyDeleteit makes me happy to know you enjoyed it..
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