Chapter 6

Danielle laid down under the covers of the bed that I used to sleep with so many different men. I would have thought it funny that she was clinging to the covers so close to her body if it weren’t for the fact of what we were about to do. What we had to do.

“I’m so sorry about this. If I hadn’t believed that stupid message and video we wouldn’t be in this mess,” Danielle said.

“I wouldn’t call my current life a mess. Unexpected definitely but it’s not a mess. I don’t blame you for any of it. You did what you thought you needed to do to teach a cheating boyfriend a lesson,” I told her trying to comfort her.

“But you weren’t cheating. I didn’t know that was a video of your ex-girlfriend,” Danielle cried.

Britney hadn’t been a girlfriend more like a friend with benefits. I had wanted her to be my girlfriend but she didn’t want to commit to anything like that at the time. Which kind of surprised me when she turned up pregnant and engaged a few months after we broke up.

“We should probably get this started,” I said as I dropped my robe.

Danielle’s eyes went wide, “Wow, you look beautiful.” Her eyes went down between my legs, “I never would have expected you to be the kind of woman to shave your pubic hair. It looks good on you.”

“Thanks, before I shaved it was a complete mess. It was like a forest down there,” I said as I lifted the covers on my side of the bed.

“I’ve never done this with another woman before. Not when I was a guy at least. Wow, your skin is so soft. Your hair is so long, I love it,” Danielle said.

“You can admire my hair as much as you want but please don’t pull it. I’ve had some lovers that have done that and it’s not comfortable,” I asked.

“Why don’t you cut it short?” was how Danielle responded

I laughed, “I’ve actually cut it super short before. But like in that Santa Clause movie, it regrew by the next morning. I asked your Mom about it and she ... oh yeah, that feels nice, run your hand over my nipple just like that ... Mmm, sorry I asked your Mom about that, she seems to think the two conflicting spells are what’s preventing me from cutting my hair. Besides, I’ve kind of grown to like having it down to my ... Mmmmm ... down to my ankles.”

“I can see why you asked to have the piercing put on your nipple. This is really stimulating you,” Danielle purred.

We did a lot of foreplay before we actually moved on to full-on intercourse. It was the oddest feeling having sex with someone who looked like me. We were at it for a while and tried a few different positions before we were done.

I was lying next to her and asked, “Was it just my imagination or was that sex just...” I was saying.

“Not as special as it was when we used to do it? I mean the sensations I felt were great, but the spark we used to have was missing,” Danielle said.

I laid my head on my pillow and wanted to drown in it, “Yeah, that’s pretty much what I was thinking. What are we going to tell people?”

“When we return to normal we could give this another shot. Unless you don’t want to see me after this,” Danielle said.

I was silent for a bit, “I’d love to have you in my life. I always have and always will. But I’m not sure I want to return to normal. I have come to love being Danni. Well except for the sex-crazy part. I’d prefer to be sex crazy for just one person.”

Danielle stroked my long hair, I had hoped she’d stroke my nipples again.

“I think it’s thrilling being you for once but I can’t stay this way. I want to be me again. And I’m not the kind of girl that’s all that interested in other women,” Danielle said. I was chuckling and she asked, “What’s so funny.”

“Those words coming out of my old mouth. My Mom would have a fit if I ever said that I wasn’t the kind of girl interested in other women,” I snickered out.

We both had a good laugh after that. We also discussed a lot after that.

A few days later I was talking on the phone to Martha. She informed me that Danielle was almost ready to transform into her final form. The only thing left to do was that Danielle and I needed to be intimate one more time.

“Are you sure we have to do that again?” I asked.

“Listen, Danielle told me about how you weren’t sure if you wanted to return to being David. Doing this one more time is just as much for you as it is for her. If you were wanting to return to being your old self then Danielle could decide to have sex with someone else. Lyla would have been all too happy to volunteer. But since you would like the option to stay as you are and Danielle would like to change then it would be best if the two of you did it together. It wouldn’t work for you to have sex with someone else unless they were a magical being,” Martha told me.

I was kind of embarrassed that Danielle had told her mother about that little fact. But I could also understand why she did.

I nodded and mentally kicked myself for forgetting that she wasn’t there and couldn’t see me. So I added, “I’m still not sure if I want to change back or not but you can tell Danielle that she can come over. I just need to seriously think things over, and I suggest she do the same.”

“She’ll be there in half an hour so I suggest you think quickly. While you’re having sex together try to concentrate on the forms you want to take. And if you end up changing your mind afterward I can help you change. But it will take a while and it will be painful for you and for me,” Martha said.

It actually took Danielle more than 45 minutes to get to my place.

“Sorry, it took so long. My Mom had called me and told me what you had said. So I needed a little extra time to think things through for myself,” Danielle admitted.

“So have you come to a decision yet?” I asked.

She let out a huge breath, “I have. I’d like to get this started,” Danielle started to strip out of her clothes in the living room.

I couldn’t help but find myself a little more attracted to seeing Danielle stripping in front of me in my body than I had before. But there was still something missing. This time around Danielle caressed my entire body instead of focusing mostly on my nipples. She played with my hair, seeing how it fell over different parts of my body. It was as if she was studying me over. Eventually, she had me lay on my back and spread my legs. I felt fingers exploring every fold I had down there.

“You’ve done this before!” I stated.

“Only a few times. After I became you I was able to enter the dreams of women and practice on them,” Danielle said.

“That sounds kind of invaaaasive,” Danielle had inserted several fingers into my pussy.

“I get their permission first. I literally can’t do anything like this in anyone’s dreams if it’s not something they’re willing to have done in their dreams. Besides it’s mostly been one woman specifically,” Danielle explained as she explored my pussy.

“Who was that?” I asked, even though I had my suspicions.

She smiled and blushed, “Mostly you. I have to admit your real pussy is a bit different than your dream one. For one it’s not coming alive to eat me.”