Would it work? She thought so, was it right? She kept pushing that thought out of her mind. Would another twenty two year old woman, with the same skills, be doing this? Another thought she pushed from her mind. She knew women would try any trick to snag a guy, but this was beyond any trick a mortal would try, plus it was to snag a woman.
Ever since Tracey kissed her best friend Susie, she couldn't stop thinking about her, thinking and soooooo wanting her.
They were bored, started playing truth or dare, Tracey picked truth, Susie asked if she would ever kiss another woman. Smiling, Tracey said, "I would kiss you."
Susie changed the rules, "I dare you to kiss me."
Lips touched, soft at first, curiosity edging them on. Whose lips parted first? Tracey couldn't remember as she waited. She was glad their kiss happened at the park, though.
As soon as their lips touched, Tracey felt herself change. She loved her best friend, but now she wanted to make love to her.
It was just past twilight, darkness hid their features. Good thing, once their tongues touched, a deep, wonderful contraction went through Tracey's body. She blushed and squirted into her panties. Susie smiled against her friends lips, her tongue massaged Tracey's tongue before withdrawing. "If you were a guy."
If you were a guy. Her statement would not leave Tracey's mind. It was clear enough. Susie is not gay, but Tracey knew she had become gay after one kiss.
They left the park, Tracey feeling her cum running down her thighs. That night she soaked her sheets five times.
Still waiting, another thought, one Tracey didn't push from her mind. Why did Susie dare her to kiss her? Did her friend suspect? Did she know Tracey's true sexual preference lie below the surface? Did she know a single kiss would bring it out?
If you were a guy, Tracey will be in a minute, she hears him in the house.
Brad, Susie talks about nothing, but Brad. She really likes him. Tonight, she will have him.
As soon as he entered his bedroom, his dark eyes seem to unfocus, all thought left his mind. He walked to his bed and laid down. Tracey came out of the closet (excuse the pun) she was hiding in. She placed her hand on his forehead and whispered her spell.
It was a bit strange looking down at herself on Brad's bed. Stranger being a guy, she looked under her shirt, no breasts, a flat, muscled though, chest, hair too. She opened her pants and stared. Since hair first appeared down there, Tracey kept herself shaved. Now she was looking at a patch of dark hair, she has a cock now, it felt very weird, she felt the weight of it in between her legs. How do guys walk around with this? She shook her hips, three inches of soft cock moved side to side. She laughed, then reached down. It felt heavy, her hand stroked it, wow, that feels good.
Brad's cell phone beeped on the dresser, his text read, where are you? Tracey typed on my way babe.
It was time to go, but Tracey had one more thing to do before she left. Standing, one hand holding her cock, the other playing with her balls. Wow, she can get hard as she pees. Too bad there's no snow outside, she could write her name in the snow.