Amulet of Self

Lauren let my cock slip from her lips and visibly swallowed. She slipped her tongue out, running it over her lips as she looked up at me, then smiled and giggled mischievously.

"Wow! That was amazing!" I beamed at her, recovering my composure. "You're amazing!"

She gave the tip of my cock a little kiss as it began to sag, fully spent. I reached down to help her back to her feet and then leaned forward to give her a firm kiss. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her breasts against my bare chest. And I reached around to run my hands up and down her spine as our lips mashed against each other.

Finally, she pulled back, breaking the kiss, and looked up at me, tilting her head slightly to one side. Her face bore a soft, contented smile.

"Mmm... That was fun," she said. And then she leaned back a little, looking down toward my chest, eyes falling to the amulet. She reached out a finger to touch it a moment then looked back up at me with a pensive expression.

"It's time, John."

My head still foggy from the orgasm, it took me a moment to register what she had said. I looked at her, confused.

"Time? Time for what?"

"It's time for you to take the amulet off," she said.

I looked at her, silent for a moment.

Then I responded, "But, you're here because I put it on. What happens when I take it off? Are you going to disappear?"

She pursed her lips a moment.

"Um, well, no. At least, I don't think so. But something else is going to happen."

She saw the look on my face and smiled, giving me a little peck of a kiss.

"Don't worry. This is just the end of one adventure and the beginning of another." She promised me.

"But you still haven't told me anything about you. What does this amulet do? How did it bring you here? I have so many questions. And I don't want you to leave."

She put her hand on my chest.

"John, trust me. Give me the amulet."

I stood there looking deep in her eyes a moment. This was all crazy. Lauren had just appeared out of nowhere the previous night when I had put on the amulet. And we'd had the most amazing night together. But none of it made any sense. Whatever magic was in the amulet, and whatever was about to happen when I took it off, I knew I had to trust her. What else could I do?

Slowly reaching up, I took the chain in my hands and pulled it up over my head. I passed the amulet to Lauren, draping the chain across the palm of her outstretched hand.

Suddenly, things started changing. Lauren's face was changing. Her whole body was changing. I could feel myself changing as well. My body tingled, and I gasped as shapes changed, parts moved, my skin stretched here and shrunk there. It didn't hurt really, but the feeling was very peculiar. I was both afraid and yet intrigued by the sensations.

In front of me, I could see Lauren's body shifting to look more muscular, taller, masculine. I saw her face shift and change, shifting from her beautiful female shape to become male, a familiar male. I stared in disbelief as my own face appeared on hers. She was becoming me.

I looked down at myself and found my own body become curvier, shorter, feminine. I gasped as I realized I was becoming Lauren. And she was becoming me. We were swapping bodies.

Then the room seemed to spin a little as dizziness overtook me. There was a flash. And suddenly Lauren wasn't there anymore.

"What the fuck!?!" I uttered.

I looked down at my new body... Lauren's body. My hands ran over the smooth skin of my tummy. They slipped up to cup a pair of women's breasts, my breasts. I gave them a slight squeeze and gasped at how sensitive they were. Leaning over a little, I looked down at the flatness of my crotch, the small patch of brown hair that Lauren had there now on my body.

"Oh my god..." I said as I examined my new body.

"Oh my god..." I repeated as I pushed a hand down over my tummy and then lower, tentatively sliding across the outer lips of my new sex, feeling how sensitive they were.

"Um, excuse me?" a voice said behind me.

I jerked up straight and spun around, one hand still between my legs. There was a person on the couch. It was me—or my body at least. He looked at me with a confused expression.

My eyes ran over the room. The lighting was different than it was a moment ago. I noticed two slices of pizza on the coffee table. A bottle of wine and a glass in the man's hand. The TV was on, the opening scenes of the movie I had starting watching last night.

"What the fuck!?!" I said, my eyes wide with surprise. But then a moment later, comprehension began dawning on me. That really was my body sitting on the couch. In fact it was me—just where I was sitting last night when Lauren had appeared out of nowhere. Except it wasn't Lauren. It was me... from the future... come back in time... in Lauren's body.

My mind quickly replayed what had happened between Lauren and myself last night, this morning. Now, it seemed, I was about to experience it again from the opposite perspective. The thought was both frightening and thrilling, and I felt a warm giddiness begin bubbling up inside my new body.

I looked over at my former self sitting on the couch. I felt my cheeks blush. My hands instinctively tried to cover my nudity. "Uh, hi! Uh... I'm... well... I'm Lauren."