Electric Body Swap

Sylvie's moms wished them luck as they made their way down the basement. Violet carefully creaked down the plywood steps as warm, thick air caressed her.

"I didn't know you had two moms," Violet commented, unsure of what to say.

Sylvie looked back as she was already making her way across the smooth, concrete floor. As she opened a lone, rectangular window at the top of the basement, she smirked up a response.

"We've already been dating for what, a week now, and you've never asked? Come on, Vi." She poked fun, quickly rushing back with her electric magic.

Violet could barely breathe as Sylvie inched closer. Her heart stopped as their skin touched.

"You know what I think this deserves?" Sylvie whispered in Violet's ear.

Violet's eyes went wide.

"A wedgie," Sylvie confirmed, jumping up on and wrapping her legs around her much taller lover.

As Violet fell forward, Sylvie snuck her hands down her back and yanked up her girly panties.

Sylvie then crashed down on the ground, hands still clutching the stretched fabric.

Violet's eyes stirred open. She quickly realized her face was trapped between Sylvie's legs, the fabric of her panties now firmly lodged between her cheeks as Sylvie continued to pull.

Sylvie couldn't stop laughing, taking a long while to relent.

"Are you okay?" Violet muffled against Sylvie's crotch, face turning red as she breathed.

"I'm fine, you doofus," Sylvie laughed, playfully kicking Violet back.

Violet grinned sheepishly as she rubbed the back of her head, body propped up against the wooden staircase.

Hesitantly, she picked the wedgie out. The pressure on her privates was making her red-faced as it became evident she was getting aroused.

"So naughty," Sylvie looked down at her trans-fem partner's predicament. "Well, I suppose we can't have too much fun. My mothers might check on us soon."

Sylvie then paused. "Well, interested in why we're really here?" She beckoned toward the set of drums and mounted electric guitar.

"Ohh, yes," Violet clasped her hands together, hoisting herself up off the ground. She then made her way across the sleek ground, grabbing the drum sticks and sitting on the round leather seat. She hadn't had a chance to play the drums in what felt like forever.

She sat there a moment while Sylvie got ready, thinking about how strange it was when Sylvie asked her out. She wasn't too sure in the beginning, but things had been going steady so far. Ever since she'd gotten her magic under control, Violet was enjoying getting to know the real Sylvie Sundance.

Things were going so well that not even a week into their dating, she was invited to her house, which was oddly ordinary considering she was a witch. Then again, she didn't think her parents were witches - much like her own weren't. At least her mothers seemed to accept her.

Sylvie slung the electric guitar over her shoulder and struck a chord, inspecting the instrument once more before giving a thumbs up. "You ready?"

"Oh, yeah," Violet confirmed, back to reality. Without further hesitation, she kicked them off with a relentless beat.

"That's what I'm talking about!" Sylvie laughed, joining in with her own chaotic energy.

Violet wasn't sure exactly what they would be playing, but she was determined to match pace with Sylvie. The girl was absolutely shredding, causing Violet to thrash around her body, absolutely abusing the drums.