Sold into Marriage

Chapter 24: Windsor

Chapter 24: Windsor
Copyright 2021 by John Wells. All Rights Reserved.

I wake up and start sucking on Dan’s middle leg. I get it to serve me breakfast as a nice Sunday morning treat. While he is beholding to me, I ask, “have you ever wondered what it might be like to have been born a girl because I definitely wondered about being a boy?”

Dan replies, “no. When I was young, they did not consider girls important, so why would I wish to try it?”

I reply, “likely why I wanted to be a boy. My dad would have never sold me if I was his son. I say we trade bodies so I can enter you.”

Dan laughs, “you just want to do yourself.”

I reply, “that I have done many times. I am more incline to see what my bother found so enjoyable that he did it every night.”

Dan teases, “maybe his younger body differs from mine, so you should become him.”

I transform into my brother. “Okay.” I avoid looking down because seeing or touch this body would feel completely wrong. Moonlight has already caused my seeing more that I ever wanted waking up to his noise, nothing covering his upper body.

Dan smiles, “now you should do what he does nightly. Grab hold and give it the release it craves.”

I frown, “that is why you are here. I am not playing with Stuart’s body.”

Dan rubs what I will not, “afraid you might like it?” He shifts into a girl at school. “This is who your brother dreams about doing. Do what he will not attempt.”

Mary is in the class behind me, way out of my brother’s league. He is still in elementary school, while she is in high school. Three years of age difference is enormous at twelve. Of course, I should not speak with five hundred and four years between my husband and myself. She is our nearest neighbor, so she is on the bus when we get on. But, I mount her and take her fast before I chicken out. Totally different from being on this side of sex. The pleasure was shorter and more intense, leaving you wanting more and unable to get it as you go soft. Of course, magic can fix that, but I felt what I wanted so off to other things and out of this body.

I change back to myself before I see anything I would rather not. Realizing Dan didn’t get to enjoy the female side of things. I close my eyes, knowing I must play with someone’s body I was friends with. Since I like tongue action, I lick, until Mary’s body responds with the release Dan should experience. While I never thought I would make another female orgasm, it was not as bad as I expected. Next time, it better not be one of my friends.

I use my hands to give a second one. I had slipped her nipple into my mouth as I lick and suck on it with this go round. This was not much different from doing the same to Dan’s body, so I did not mind the mouth action. That girls can easily have multiple seems to make up for all the shit we get stuck with: second-class citizens, cramps, periods, nine months of hormones and discomfort during pregnancy, and pain of giving birth. My hormones must be wild as I never go from happy to sad like this. It just hit me what my mom went through with Debbie. She gave birth at home in front of me. Now, it is in my near future. I bury it quickly so that Dan will not notice. Last thing I need is for him to figure out he is soon to be a dad.

Dan smiles, “I could do that a few more times.”

We shower as ourselves, with a little extra cleaning, and head for breakfast. Jane made a huge breakfast with scrambled eggs, pancakes, sausage, bacon, and hash browns, leaving me stuffed.

After we eat, as we walk back to our room, Dan suggests, “let us go spend the afternoon at a castle.” I agree so we transport to some place new. Based on the sun, I am thinking five hours later so western Europe most likely England as the road sign is in English. In the distance is our target. We are on a bridge over a river with the grounds between us and the castle. The castle is a huge way away. I take a long look at it. Wow! The gardens looked wonderful. It royally impressed me. “Ready?” I nod and we are inside the courtyard. “Welcome to Windsor Castle. I will be your guide, as I have been here many times. My first visit was toward the end of Henry VIII’s reign. I had left Vienna sixteen years before traveling extensively to get here and stayed here for twenty years.”