Athena Tyler and Michael Jackson are married to people they don't belong with. The history between Michael and Athena isn't complicated; they met on We Are The World, sparks flew, but they never stayed in contact.
When their respective spouses sugg...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Michael sent her a smirk, "What did it say?"
"I don't think you wanna know," Athena said with wide eyes.
"Oh, come on," Michael coaxed, trying to get a read on her face, "No one else will know. Tell me."
"Nine and a half," Athena muttered, "Three and a half above average. But it's not, um, you know.....fully stiff, so.....it's probably closer to.....ten, um, inches," she stuttered out, awkwardly messing with her hair.
Michael raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. He reached down to measure, seeing that Athena was right, "Would you look at that," he said, holding up the tape measure, "I've been underestimated my entire life, and here I am, being underestimated in the size of my dick. How fitting."
"Hey, I never underestimated you," Athena defended, "I just.....never knew what the.....the number was."
"That's not the only thing I've been underestimated for," Michael chuckled, still measuring his arousal, "You underestimated my stamina in bed too, just a few minutes ago. Your claim is I last three minutes, huh?"
"Well, I mean, I.....I didn't say you, specifically," Athena said nervously as she tried to back up, "I mean I don't recall—"
Michael only followed her as she tried to escape, "No, you're staying right here, Hena," he said with a smirk, "Why are you running away? Afraid I'm going to make you hold it up all night?"
"Okay, well, nobody can go all night, so that's not even poss—"
"Open," Michael said, effectively cutting her off as he held his erection in his hand, brushing it over her lips.
"Open what?" Athena asked. Despite the 'what' being obvious, she was innocently oblivious.
"Your mouth," Michael replied, smirking. His eyes locked on Athena's, daring her to defy him.
Athena frowned in confusion, "Is this some Bean Boozled or ChapStick flavor challenge I've seen them do on YouTube?" she asked.
"Open," Michael repeated, his tone more stern this time.
Athena hesitated for a moment, her eyes wide with uncertainty. But then she remembered the love and trust they shared, and she slowly opened her mouth, allowing Michael's erection to brush against her lips.
Michael smiled, satisfied with her submission. He gently pushed it in further, and Athena quickly closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She felt Michael's arousal in her mouth, its warmth and hardness sending shivers down her spine.
It took a while, but once he felt his climax hit him like a tidal wave, Michael's hands made their way to her hair, gently holding it, "Swallow," he said softly.
Athena obeyed, her eyes still closed as she swallowed, her throat feeling the sensation of his erection as it slid down.
"Good girl," Michael praised, hands gently massaging her scalp.
Athena pulled away, looking up at him with a pout, "Hey! You made me do that just to get me to shut up!"
"Well, it works, doesn't it?" Michael chuckled, "You like it in your mouth, don't you?"
"It doesn't count when you use that to get me to be quiet!" Athena pouted.
Michael simply laughed, pulling her into a deep kiss. She pressed her hands against his chest, trying to push him away, but he only pulled her closer, deepening the kiss.
Slowly, Athena's resistance melted away, and she returned the kiss with just as much passion. Her fingers slid down his chest, and she pulled him closer, their bodies pressed together. Michael's erection pressed against her, and she hummed softly into the kiss.
Breaking apart, Athena breathed softly, her cheeks flushed. Michael smiled down at her, his eyes filled with love, "You wanna take this to our room?" he asked with a wink.
"No. Readjust your pants," Athena huffed, "My brother and his girlfriend switched bodies," she said as she backed away from her husband, "We need to go figure that out."
Upon getting downstairs, Athena let out a huff and stood in front of her brother and his girlfriend, "Okay, so explain this to us again." she said with an impatient glare.
"Well," Kayden sighed, exchanging a look with Ellie (or himself) before launching into the explanation, "We were arguing.....and then we went to bed, separately; then when we woke up this morning, we were in each other's bodies."
"And you can't switch back?" Athena said skeptically.
"No, it's like that movie 'Freaky Friday,'" Ellie huffed, "It's starting to creep me out talking in Kayden's voice. And being in his body in general!"
"Well, 'Freaky Friday' had a totem in it," Athena reminded., "Is there a totem?"
"What's a totem?" Kayden asked with Ellie's eyebrows raised.
"Did you guys not watch the movie?" Michael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose, "A totem is something that you both have an emotional connection to—could be anything. An inanimate object, a pet, a bottle of shampoo, literally anything. Did you not watch the doggone movie, people?! I can't believe I have to explain this!"
"And most likely it's something you both were holding during an intense moment," Athena added, "Like in 'Freaky Friday' both main characters were holding onto their totem during an argument."
Michael scratched his head, "This is going to be a wild goose chase," he mumbled under his breath.
Athena, on the other hand, was already forming plans and possible outcomes in her head, "Okay, okay, wait!" she sighed, "There's too much happening in my head! Let's just find the totem first, and then we can figure out the rest."
Athena, Michael, Kayden, and Ellie were able to figure out what the totem was. It was Kayden and Ellie's shared dog, Gizmo. They were both holding his leash, which he was attached to, when they had the intense moment before they switched bodies—but they still hadn't managed to switch back.
