Dazed and confused

 

“Where am I? Why do I have breasts? What’s going on?” I was asking myself as I found myself in the middle of a populated street. 

I couldn’t remember a thing about me. But I certainly remembered being a guy. I looked at my hands, they looked quite feminine. I focused on my crotch area. It was empty, no doubt about that.

“Who did this to me?” I cried and kneeled down. A man helped me up. He was strong, and, well from my new point of view, quite handsome. “Please help me” I asked him. 

He took me to a cafeteria where he bought me lunch. I was so hungry I didn’t even speak. I told him about my feelings and my memory. He seemed interested, but he dismissed it as lots of drugs during a bachelorette’s party. “You are probably right” I said. But I had no phone or wallet to help us identify myself.

We called the police, “maybe my friends are looking for me” I told the cop. Kyle, the man who helped me, actually paid for a room while all of this was sorted out.

He was such a gentleman. I knew he found me attractive, but he refrained of doing any moves on me. Well, except for the day he took me shopping and to a fancy restaurant.

There I was, wearing a blue dress, eating pasta, and flirting with him. I still couldn’t remember who I was, while I was sure I used to be a guy, I loved hanging out with Kyle.

That same day the police called us and said they couldn’t find anything about me. Although they did have a missing’s person file open from the same day “I appeared from thin air”, it was of a man, but not anyone I knew. 

Anyways, Kyle and I became very good friends. He got me a phone, and while we had no luck, he helped me try to find out a living relative of me. 

Day by day, we stopped looking information about me, and we started having fun. We loved to go on long walks downtown, go bowling, even go dancing. You are going to say it is weird, but the vibration of the loud music made me loosen up. 

One day, out of nowhere, I kissed him passionately. He kissed me back.

I don’t know what came up to me, but I just wanted to experience having sex with him. I took him back to my hotel room, and we made out for a long while. He kissed my back, my neck, and my lips. Then he asked me to lay on my back, he took my panties off, and helped me spread out my legs, I raised myself to make it easier for him.

He rubbed his thing against my pussy. I felt so aroused that I practically begged him to shove it inside of me. It felt sublime, how it slid in and out, how my clit got erect in arousal. It was just perfect.

I turned around, with his thing still inside of me. I wrapped my legs around him, and he now carried me everywhere in the hotel room while we did it. We broke a lamp, and made a mess, but we didn’t care.

After sex we cuddled for a while. He fell asleep, and I kept running my hand on his hairy chest. 

I finally passed out too. When I woke up, I remembered who I used to be. I was right I used to be a man. I looked at my body, I was still a woman. “Thank god” I said, realizing I didn’t want to go back. I stood up, and looked at my naked body. “I am so hot” I said. I looked back at my bed, expecting to see Kyle, but a woman was resting in her place. “Wait, did having sex with me did this to him?” I whispered. 

I then remembered that right before I became a woman, I had had sex with a hot woman. She said I had been cursed, “have sex with a man, remain a woman pasa on the curse, make out with a woman, revert back to being a guy. In about two hours you will turn loose your memories”. 

I realized what I had done to Kyle. I waited for him to wake up. He was confused and scared. I told him everything. I helped him into black lingerie, and snapped a picture of him. “For memory’s sake” I said. 

I was about to kiss him. “Wait!” He said with his new sexy voice. “What if, just for today, I remain a woman, tonight, make sure we make out, and turn me back” he proposed. I did what he asked. We came up with a backstory for her, and we went out to the hotel pool. We called ourselves Kim and Kat

Well, actually, first thing we did was dye her hair. Then we went downstairs and started flirting with guys. Suddenly, Kat lost her memories. I went ahead with our plan. I told her we were best friends, and we went to vegas for her bachelorette party.

I could tell she was checking out guys. But when I took a quick bathroom break I lost sight of Kat. When I found her a couple of hours later, she was in the pool holding hands with some guy. “Kat! Where were you?” I asked her. She swam towards me and exited the pool.

“I think I just cheated on my fiancé” she said with a big smile on her face. She had just sealed her new form. Soon enough the guy she kissed will become a woman, and she will get her memories back. “Oh no! You didn’t” I said as I took her back to our room. On the elevator her memories came flooding back. “Oh no no, no no!” She said realizing what had happened.

There was no way back, we were now stuck as women, as two straight women. “Will we keep on passing the curse?” She asked. “I can’t say for sure, but it is my understanding that’s not the case”.

We had no choice, we had to find a new job each. For all purposes, we were undocumented so we didn’t have many options. We are in vegas, so, you can easily guess what kind of job we got.

What about the guy Kat had sex with? Well he made out with another girl while she still had her male memories. That broke the curse, turning her back to a man. 

Well if you excuse me I have a date tonight. If all goes well, guess who’s gonna score?