Undertaken

I'm Under Your Spell

     Mikki stretched, a warm smile on her lips. Eyes still closed, she turned in the bed to where she would find her husband lying on his back, and placed a hand on his chest.

     Wait a minute.

     Where she was expecting the smooth skin of Adrien's pectoral muscles, she found soft, plush skin beneath her hand. Had he gained weight? Certainly not since last night...

     She squeezed her hand softly and it gave beneath her fingers. Snapping her eyes open, Mikki looked to her husband's side of the bed and found...

     A woman.

     A woman?

     Her eyes widened and she quickly sat up in the bed, looking down at the person in her bed whose breast she had been groping. Her hair was long, messily covering part of her face, but of the part of her face Mikki could see was long eyelashes casting shadows on her smooth cheek in the sunlight passing through the curtains. Her lips were of a dark pink, parted softly as she slept. Now Mikki was straight as an arrow, but she knew how to appreciate beauty in the world, and this woman was gorgeous. Then reality hit Mikki again.

     Why was there a naked woman in her bed? Where was her husband? Certainly things hadn't gotten that crazy last night... Right? Sure, they'd gone to a bar and had a few drinks, but when they stumbled through the door and into the bedroom, Mikki could have sworn they were alone. She reached out to brush the hair away from her face, but before she could, the woman's bright green eyes snapped open, focused on Mikki, then widened, and she screamed, making Mikki scream as well. Both scrambled away from each other and landed on the floor on opposite sides of the bed. Both peaked over the top of the bed at the same time and stared wide-eyed at each other.

     "Who the hell are you?!" she screamed, then slapped a hand over her mouth as confusion mixed with the panic in her eyes.

     "Who am I? Who are you?!" Mikki yelled back, then screamed. Her voice was so much deeper than normal. The woman's eyes then looked past Mikki, presumably spotting herself in the mirror. With a yelp, she grabbed the sheet and wrapped it around her body. Mikki turned around then and her eyes widened as she caught sight of herself.

     Rather than her petite, compact, feminine form, Mikki found a tall, broad-shouldered man staring back at her. She caught the woman's eyes in the reflection of the mirror and just stared.

     "Mikki?" The woman asked breathlessly. Mikki stared back and realization hit her hard. The thick, elbow-length silvery hair, the scar she now saw running diagonally down her face and across her neck, the yellow-green eyes. She spun on her heel to face the woman.

     "Adrien? Wh-what the hell happened?" she asked, unable to keep the laughter from her voice. Meanwhile, her husband was far from laughing.

     "You're asking me? How the hell should I know? And will you cover yourself up, already? I do not like to stare at another man's naked form, especially right now," he said, looking away and clutching the sheet more tightly to his body. Mikki erupted into laughter, laughter that sounded so beautifully masculine, like a jovial twenty-some year old. She turned back to the mirror.

     "Oh, but I'm your wife, Adrien. And besides," she stroked her pronounced jaw-line, leaving a trail of stubble in the wake of her fingertips, "I look damn good." She ignored Adrien rolling his eyes and ran her hand through her much shorter hair, styling it in more of a David Beckham look, then running her fingers through it and turning the color to a dark brown. Mikki stepped back and raked her eyes over herself, biting her lip and nodding. "Oh yeah. I'd fuck me."

     "Mikki!" Adrien shouted, "Stop ogling yourself and help me try to figure out how this happened. Now... Last night, we were out having a few drinks... then we came home. I was a guy and you were certainly a woman," he said, scooping up the piles of discarded clothes from the floor and placing them on the bed. Mikki grinned, closing her eyes with a hum as her mind began replaying some foggy, satisfying memories, no matter how much they stumbled, fumbled, and faltered. Adrien caught her expression in the mirror and rolled his eyes. "You are absolutely incorrigible."

     "Incorrigible?" Mikki purred in her new, deep voice that had goosebumps forming on her own arms. She opened her eyes, orange irises blazing. She ran her hands over her broad body, fingers tracing the trail of dark hair descending from her navel and further south. She stopped just before she reached the certain area she found herself eyeing for a while.

     "Insatiable," Adrien muttered. Mikki hummed, then laughed.

     "I mean, look at me! I am hung!"

     "Mikki!"

     "Oh, calm down, old man," she said, turning to him. "You look pretty good yourself."

     "We still haven't figured out what happened, stop changing the subject."

     "It's obvious," she said as she slowly made her way to him. "We were drunk, we were fooling around, and I'm assuming right as I hit that peak, I had a little drunken magical mishap. We passed out and didn't see, or notice, it happen." The predatory look in Mikki's eyes almost made Adrien cower, but he stood his ground. However, Mikki hooked her fingers into the top of the sheet and tugged it away.

     "Look, Mikki, you know I'm not-"

     "And neither am I. But it's us, Adrien. And now you're a woman and I'm a man. I'll figure out how to reverse it, but for now... I think we should just enjoy ourselves," she purred, rubbing her larger hands over Adrien's more feminine bodily curves. Adrien cursed the hormones that pulsed through his body. "And if it's anything like how you make me feel, then trust me, you will feel amazing. Besides, I've always wanted to know what it would be like. C'mon, Adrien... Please?" Adrien knew she was trying to give him her puppy-dog eyes that always resulted in her getting what she wanted, but in this form, it was more of a smolder. He was just about to fight back again, but her roaming fingers found a certain part of his new body that made his knees nearly give way.

     "Holy hell," he breathed, bracing his hands against Mikki's firm chest, his eyes fluttering shut as she flicked her finger over him again. "Do that again," he breathed, clutching onto her shoulders. Mikki chuckled deeply, but removed her hand, instead bracing them on Adrien's slim hips and tossing him to the bed and crawling over him, pinning his wrists above his head with only one of her hands.

     "So?" she purred into his ear. Adrien wrapped his legs around her waist, pulling her flush against him.

     "Are you going to keep talking or do this already?"

     "You gotta admit, I have a sexy voice."

     "Mikki, I swear-"

     "All right, all right. But we are definitely going at this all day. There are things I wanna try and hope you will try with me," she said with a wink, then leaned in and captured his lips before he could say anything.

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A/N: So the prompt was 'gender-swapping' and I couldn't pass it up. I was oh-so-very close to writing smut, but figured it could wait. Maybe. Though it would be fun to write a gender-swapped smut with the two - adventurous Mikki breaking through a somewhat-reluctant Adrien with all kinds of pleasure. Yum. I mean. Anyway. Let me know what else you guys wanna see! I think it will be fun! Sentence prompts, AU prompts, or just one-shot ideas. You guys are great!