Making Him Do All the Hard Work

"Well you do look very nice dear, even if I do say so myself. You were half right. That out fit does look good on me, but I don;t think I needed to lose any weight to wear it. Don;t you think you look fabulous?" Diane said to her husband Ricard.

"It does feel very nice. are all of your clothes so soft against your body like this? I do get your point though. I feel so exposed like this. Are you sure I'm not showing too much? Even your nylons fee like they're slipping down your legs. Baby, I've learned my lesson. Your body is beautiful just the way it is. Now change us back, put on whatever you feel comfortable in, and we can still go out to dinner. Then we can NEVER speak of this again." Richard said. "Surely you're still uncomfortable in my body? Isn't it still so awkward for you?"

As Richard said this to his wife he knew he was hoping for too much. He didn't know what was worse. The fact that he couldn't help but stare longingly at his former crotch as Diane made a slight adjustment to his old 'package', or the fact that Diane caught him looking and by the smirk on er face, knew exactly what he was thinking.

"First of all," Diane said, "you mean YOUR nylons, and YOUR legs. After all, why would a studly, cut man like myself wear nylons, and would they really fit on these muscular legs?" Diane smirked again as she flexed her new, impressive, calf muscles and knew, even in her husbands best suit pants, that he could she the outlines and was getting excited thinking about it. She'd always had a weakness for men's calves and her husband had worked very hard to get his in the shape they were. It also appeared that her love of a nice, shapely male calf went along with her body, and her husband, who currently inhabited it, seemed to have adopted that particular desire. Along with one or two others.

Although Richard had been shocked by the shift at first, and had panicked both how and why his wife was doing this, he quickly calmed down and tried rationalising how to get out of this predicament. True to his name, it appeared that Richard had been more than a bit of a Dick to his loving wife recently. Having gotten into a fitness craze at the beginning of the year,he had become quite passionate about his gym time and quickly lost his flab and in no time had rapidly toned up a rather impressive, muscular body that most women drooled over. To his credit, he didn't entertain any of those looks or advances.  You see, he truly did love his wife, and wanted her to share in his new healthy lifestyle and knew that although, like him, she wasn't as toned as when they met, he knew what she could be and wanted to help her get there. Unfortunately, criticising her weight and what she ate was likely no the best way to go about it

That's when a friend had shared a spell she had found online. One that allowed a person to transfer their consciousness into another's body, and in turn, the other way as well. One evening, tired of Richard's constant pressure to join his gym, eat less and food that did not look tasty at all, and consume that nasty looking protein powder, she decided to act. As Richard was getting ready to ht the shower after the gym, in anticipation for their dinner date later that evening, Diane cast the spell and before she knew it, she was looking at her own face. A shocked look on her face.

She was a bit confused at first, as the site of her body, even in it's sweat pants and baggy tee, was turning her new body on and she found it difficult to control the growing hardness in her pants. After explaining to her husband why she had swapped them, she sat with him on the edge of the bed, rubbing his back (or rather her own back), then gently caressing her own thigh to relax poor Richard. Before she knew it, she was making out with her own body, which just turned her on more and more. She decided to have a little fun and directed Richard down towards his own hard cock. In the heat of passion, before he knew what was happening, Richard was sliding his wife's lips up and down his own cock. It wasn't until that same cock exploded in his borrowed mouth that he realised what he was doing. To late though as Dine held her old head n place, forcing him to swallow every drop, just like Diane always did for him.

The experience for Diane was incredible! She now understood why men craved this so much and was already looking forward to her next one and how she could convince Richard to initiate it himself. Richard, not ready to admit he felt the same, tried to convince himself that he felt dirty, but he too was thinking about when the next opportunity would be.

By the time, he had slid the silky stockings up his new legs, and felt the satiny caress of his wife's clothes, he had stopped trying to find a reason as to why he had done what he did, and how it had happened, and really ignored the disappointment he felt about not feeling his own cock pumping inside him. He needed to get out of this body, and now.

Diane continued, "Now, I think we should go nd have this wonderful dinner, careful what you order dear. Nothing too fattening or with too many calories, then we can come home and discuss how this will work. Perhaps after a round of passionate love making?" Diane could only chuckle to herself as she watched Richard try to hide the reaction of her own body. She knew that Richard was reacting to his new pussy getting very wet.

This was suppose t be a quick lesson for Richard, but Diane was loving all of the experiences. After the evening they'd have, she'd decide getting in shape was a great idea, and that Richard could continue doing all the work...to get HER body in the shape he wanted it. Since the new year was coming up, perhaps trading back could be her present to him next Christmas. Or perhaps for next Christmas he'd still want to start that family?