Gender Bender Threesome (Sex Change and Group Sex)
Robert and his wife, Tricia, have been having problems in the bedroom. They visit the sexy Doctor Wells, who suggests an unorthodox solution - a mysterious serum that will swap their genders. Even more, she suggests a threesome to cure them of their bedroom woes. Can the married couple take the ultimate plunge for the sake of their marriage and make the change? More
Robert and his wife, Tricia, have been having problems in the bedroom. They visit the sexy Doctor Wells, who suggests an unorthodox solution - a mysterious serum that will swap their genders. Even more, she suggests a threesome to cure them of their bedroom woes. Can the married couple take the ultimate plunge for the sake of their marriage and make the change - and just how far can they go if so?
This story is intended for mature audiences only, and features scenes of gender change, oral sex, lesbian sex, gender swap sex, m/f/f sex and m/m/f sex, and is 6500+ words in length.
My whole body spasmed, as if every muscle from toe to neck had been hit by an electric current. I thrashed in my chair, bucking wildly as a warming sensation hammered up from my stomach and out through my arms and legs. My hands clutched at the arms of the chair, my feet slammed down hard on the floor, and I let out a startled gasp as my whole body began to shake and vibrate. I heard my wife give a plaintive moan from beside me, and I manage to crane my neck with monumental effort, and watch as Tricia bucked and gyrated in her own chair.
And she began to change. My eyes flew wide in shock and disbelief as my wife’s body shifted before my gaze. Her hair shortened, changing color as it swept upward. Her arms thickened, the shirt she wore suddenly growing tight around heavy muscle that strained at the fabric. Her face shifted as her jaw squared. I swore I could hear bone popping and flesh slithering as her chest flattened. I opened my mouth to swear, to shout, to do anything, but all that came out was a low moan as my own body began to shift and swirl about me. I watched as my fingers and wrists narrowed, growing delicate and more defined. My chest swelled, pressing against the t-shirt I’d worn to the office as breasts grew within. Hair blossomed down along my shoulders, fine and luxurious, bobbing in time with my body’s thrashing.
We both stopped writhing at almost the exact same moment, dropping back into our seats with heavy, panting breaths at the same time. My hands trembled as I held them up before my face. They were a woman’s hands.
Not entirely sure I wanted to, I turned to face my wife. A handsome man stared back at me with wide, frantic eyes, wearing my wife’s clothes.
“There we go,” Christina said cheerfully, sliding from her desk. “Now we can start.”
“What did you do?” I said. My voice was sweet and melodious. I cut off, blinking in confusion. Oh, wow. That was crazy.
“The best way to break through your blocks is to see things from the other side,” the doctor said. “Experience sex as your polar opposite. With myself as your guide, of course.”