The Magic Shop - Chapter XI

Chapter XI - Déjà Vu All Over Again


For a full minute you can't see anything. No light anywhere, only darkness. You still feel like you're in Brooke's body, which is now completely naked, but there is nothing beyond you in any direction. You can't feel any ground beneath your feet either, as if you're just floating there. Did something go wrong?

There's almost no air in this void, and you find that you don't need to breathe. Your hand brushes your leg, but it doesn't feel like skin. It feels more... Gelatinous. You hold your hand up to your face. You can't see the hand itself, but you can make out a soft blue glow around it, reminding you of a Star Wars Force ghost. Spreading and wiggling your fingers, the glow outlines each separate finger. You realize you're not in Brooke's body, but rather your bare soul - still retaining the shape of its last container.

Suddenly and without warning, you feel your soul flying forward at incredible speed. You feel the gentle sensation of wind, the small amount of air there is in the void rushing past you. Up ahead, you can start to make out a faint light. As you get closer to it, the wind grows stronger as the amount of air around you increases. The light becomes larger and brighter, swallowing the darkness as your soul continues to move forward. Now there's enough light to see yourself, and your skin isn't Brooke's pale white, or even your own olive tan. Rather, it's the same shade of blue as the glow around you that you noticed earlier, but uniform throughout, leaving no distinction of tan lines, finger nails, nipples, freckles, or hair. Soon you can make out a small shape in the light ahead - a light blue rectangle.

You focus on the rectangle, the wind becoming almost deafening. Soon more shapes become visible around it; another smaller brown rectangle, a small black circle, and two white squares. Squinting your eyes, you can just make out a small black-and-dark-blue figure on top of the light blue rectangle. As you get closer, the shapes become three dimensional. Finally you realize they're not just any old shapes - they're an aerial view of your bedroom.

Just as you begin to make out the shapes of two people on the bed, the sound and sensation of the wind ceases, but you keep moving forward. Suddenly, your soul slams into the bed with the force of a 60 mile-per-hour head on collision, but for some reason you don't feel anything. Your vision goes fuzzy for a moment, and you hear a faint ringing sound. When your vision returns and the ringing fades, you find yourself laying on your bed, now fully clothed. Your feet feel as though you've just taken your shoes off but left your socks on, and you're suddenly feeling incredibly horny. Looking down, you see a familiar hand undoing your belt.

"Are you okay baby?" You hear your voice say.

"Uh, yeah, I just uh, got kind of light headed there for a second," Brooke's voice comes from your mouth, and your heart jumps with relief. It really worked! You're back in Brooke's body. You look up to the clock. 10:31 P.M. Just after swapping bodies with her, but just before having sex.

"Do you want to stop? We can always do this later," Brooke says. "We literally have all day."

"No, it's okay babe, I'm fine," you say, pushing her hair out of your face.

"All right, if you're sure," she says, undoing the button on your jeans. Don't forget the condom this time, you think to yourself.

Again you struggle to get the skinny jeans off from around your ankles, and Brooke comes over and helps you. The same mismatched sock comes off as the first time, and you remove the other one, wiggling your pedicured toes once again. This time, you think, we'll skip the foot job. Besides, this time around you're feeling just a little more adventurous.

You take off your shirt, not really even noticing your boobs this time around. Brooke unsnaps your bra with one hand like she did the first time, and removes it from you with her teeth. The same feeling of relief comes over you as your boobs are set free from the bra, and your nipples begin to harden. Nobody has ever had deja vu quite like this, you think. Or maybe they have, given the apparent age of that watch. Suddenly, you have an idea.

"Oh wait, hang on a sec, I'll be right back," you say. Brooke looks at you slightly confused as you walk into the bathroom. Before you shut the door, you bend over slightly and give your ass a firm smack that echoes in the bathroom, and snap the waistband of your thong against your waist. Knowing Brooke now has your sexual fetishes - whether she knows it or not - that should keep her cock nice and hard until you come back out.

Shutting the door, you grab one of Brooke's ponytails off the counter. You put your hair up into it the best that you can, just good enough to keep it out of your face. Next, you start opening drawers in the little dresser thing that Brooke keeps her jewelry in. You open the top drawer and find nothing but necklaces. In the middle drawer you find earrings. You hadn't thought about wearing those, but you figure why not. You take out the silver pair with little birds hanging from them that you got Brooke for her birthday last year and put them in your ears. Looking in the mirror, you feel a little sexier already, but the best is yet to come.

You open the bottom drawer and start digging your fingers through it. You dig past various rings and bracelets, some of which were past gifts from you. Finally, you find what you're looking for - Brooke's tongue ring.

Even though you haven't really noticed the hole in her tongue while you've been in her body, you know it's still there - you can feel it sometimes when you make out with her. She never really mentioned why she stopped wearing it, but you know she's going to enjoy what you've got in store for her. You unscrew the decorated ball from the rod, setting it down so it doesn't go rolling into the sink. Next, you take the rod and start prodding around the bottom of your tongue about where you think the hole should be. To your surprise, the rod slips right into the hole as soon as you find it. You stick your tongue out as far as you can with the rod sticking out of the top of your tongue, and pick up the ball. You start screwing the ball back on slowly, making sure you don't strip the threads inside it. Once you've got the threads aligned, you tighten the ball down until it's snug to make sure it's not going anywhere.

You put your tongue back in your mouth, and already you can kind of see why Brooke doesn't wear it any more - the rod feels just a little too long, making it easier for the ball to smack against the back of your front teeth. That's alright though, you think, you won't be needing to wear it very long anyway. When you open the bathroom door, you see Brooke is sitting naked on the bed, gently running her finger up and down her cock. She looks up at you, still slightly confused.

"A ponytail? And earrings?" She asks. Trying not to say anything just yet, you give her a seductive little smile and wink. Before you forget, you walk over to your night stand and grab a condom out of it, and stick it under your pillow so you don't lose it, but can still get to it easily.

You climb back onto the bed and position yourself in between Brooke's spread legs, getting on your knees and resting your hands on your thighs. The feeling of your ass resting on top of your dainty feet turns you on even more than you already were.

"Altho, I foun thith," you say, not used to talking with the tongue ring in your mouth. Brooke smiles, trying not to laugh, and you move your tongue just so you can show her the decorative ball of the tongue ring, holding it between your lips. Instantly her eyes widen as she realizes what it's for. You gently push against her chest, having her lay down again as you scoot back a little.

You lean down, bringing Brooke's fully erect circumcised cock right up next to your face. You wrap your hand around it near the base, stroking it slowly at first. You know your dick isn't necessarily 'big,' but the 6 and a half inches looks especially large against Brooke's small, slender hand. You bring your lips up to the head and gently kiss the tip, trying to bring as much saliva into your mouth as you can. Who would've guessed that the first cock you'd ever suck would be your own?

Your heart races as you open your mouth, the tip sliding in effortlessly. The swollen head fills your mouth a little more than you expected, but you realize that Brooke's mouth, like the rest of her body, is smaller than you're used to. You slide the tongue ring from side to side along the little ridge where the head meets the shaft, paying special attention to the underside. The cock reflexively throbs in your mouth, causing Brooke to let out a small moan.

You remove your hand from the shaft and circle your long, manicured fingernail lightly over her her balls. They retract at your touch, and Brooke lets out a small gasp. You push the cock deeper into your mouth, feeling the ball of the tongue ring glide along the shaft. Brooke reaches down and grabs your pony tail, pulling on your hair. A shiver goes down your spine, your back arches, and you let out a little moan of pleasure without meaning to. Whoa, you think, she must like it rougher than she lets on.

Brooke begins pushing and pulling your head by your hair, moving the cock back and forth in your mouth. Instead of fighting it or resisting, you let her take control, beginning to enjoy your submission to her - or was it her body enjoying submitting to yours? Brooke forces your head down farther onto the shaft, bringing at least five inches of cock into your mouth. You can feel the head touching the back of your throat, but you don't gag like you expected. As your head continues to move, you grow curious.

You reach up and put your hand on Brooke's, signaling for her to let go of your hair. She releases you, and you look up at her with wide eyes. You force yourself down even farther, filling your mouth with all six and a half inches of her throbbing cock, your chin resting on top of her balls. Your throat feels like you've got something large lodged in your throat that you can't quite swallow, but aren't in danger of choking on. Brooke grabs your hair once again, with more force than the first time. You close your eyes, feeling your pussy start to tingle from how horny you've become. Brooke raises your head until her cock is almost free of your lips, then shoves your head back down until you've taken the whole thing. She repeats this several times, until her motions become less focused on moving your head and more focused on moving her hips to get her cock all the way in. You can tell she's getting close now.

Her hips are moving slower now, but she still has a firm grip on your hair. Again you start rubbing the tongue ring along where the head meets the shaft, trying to prepare Brooke's cum. Suddenly you feel your head being forced down, taking the whole cock in your mouth one last time. You inhale deeply and hold your breath as Brooke's hot, sticky load erupts from her throbbing cock, flowing down the back of your throat. She finally lets go of your hair, letting you come back up to where the tip is just inside your mouth. Her cock continues to shoot its load into your mouth, coating your tongue and teeth with the salty yet sweet liquid. As the spurts slow to a dribble in your mouth, you gather as much of the cum in your mouth as you can and swallow it. The taste isn't bad, you think, but definitely different. Salty for sure, with just a hint of sweet, and an undertone of... Is that pineapple? When you can feel the cum has stopped flowing, you begin sucking on the head of her cock, making sure to get every last drop like the good girl you are. Spitters are quitters, after all.

You give the head one final lick before taking the cock out of your mouth with a slight 'pop.' You look up at Brooke, who has one hand raised behind her head and the other gripping the sheets. You crawl forward, laying your body on top of hers. She looks at you and smiles softly.

"God damn baby," she says, seeming short of breath. "Who taught you how to suck a dick?"

"Oh, thum guy," you say with a giggle. "Bah!" You stick your tongue out and unscrew the ball from the rod, and remove the rod from from the bottom of your tongue, setting everything on the night stand. You open your mouth and shake your tongue side to side, then scrape the top of your tongue along your top teeth. "I can see why you don't wear that thing any more," you say. Brooke chuckles softly and wraps her arms around you.

"I just took it out one day and forgot about it, honestly," she says. "I'll start wearing it again if you want."

You lay your head on her chest, listening to your own heart beat. "I'd like that." Brooke strokes your hair, which reminds you of earlier. "You never told me you like to be handled so rough."

"Hmm? Oh," she says. "The hair. Yeah idunno why, you did that to me once on accident and it was really hot so I thought you might like it."

"Oh my god yes, I mean look at this, I'm still wet," you say, lifting yourself up off her chest and straddling her. You look down and touch your thong, showing Brooke the large wet spot in the middle of the fabric outlining exactly where your pussy is.

"Oh wow," Brooke says. You scoot your ass back a little, and you come into contact with her cock which already beginning to reharden. This is it, you think to yourself. Round 2. The condom is under the pillow. This is the moment you can fix everything. "So..." Brooke continues. "I know its your first time in my body and all, but would you want to try it rough?" Oh Brooke, if only you knew. You pretended to think about her offer for a moment.

"Sure, we can do rough," you nod, smiling a little. "But two things. First, please, wear a condom," you say, reaching under the pillow and grabbing the one you put there earlier. "If I get pregnant, we'll be stuck like this forever. I'm sorry but as much as I love you, I don't want to be you forever."

"That's fine," she says, nodding her head. "I don't want to be you forever either. I like my boobs too much," she smirks. You giggle and shake them side to side, making Brooke laugh softly as well. She takes the condom from you, spinning it in her fingers. "What's the second thing?"

"Well, I don't think you'd do anything TOO crazy, but I want a safe word, just in case. We've both got new hormones, and I don't know about you, but, fuck, I'm so horny right now," you say, pressing yourself against her. Brooke nods in agreement. "So if I say 'pumpkin pie,' we stop immediately. Okay?"

"Pumpkin pie," she repeats. "Got it."

"Well then," you say, feeling a bit nervous. "Have your way with me."

Brooke gets up from the bed and walks over to her dresser, opening the middle drawer. You sit on your knees in the middle of the bed, watching with curiosity. You idly slip a hand down the front of your thong, rubbing your finger along the slit of your pussy as you wait. After a moment Brooke places something on top of the dresser and turns around, keeping whatever it was she grabbed begging her back.

"Nuh uh," Brooke shakes her head. "No touching." You remove your hand and make a pouty face, your finger already shiny with your pussy juices. "Real quick, will you put the condom on for me? I've never had to put one on before."

"Sure baby," you say. Brooke walks over to you, keeping her hands behind her back.

"Ribbed for her pleasure," you say, opening the condom wrapper. "Well we'll see about that!" Brooke grins at that. For a second you stare at her cock, amazed at how fast she was able to get hard again, even faster than your first time around. You put the latex on the tip of the penis and push the rolled part back, covering the head. You bring your left and right index fingers up to the rolled part of the condom, and push back gently using only your nails. Her cock throbs as the condom, and your nails, reach the base. You let go and the latex rolls forward a bit, a centimeter at most. You give the tip of the condom a gentle tug, making sure it's not coming off on its own. You look up at Brooke and bat your eye lashes, letting her know its ready.

Brooke leans forward and kisses you slowly. You close your eyes, your heart beginning to beat faster with anticipation. After a moment you feel something cold and metal touch your left wrist, and you hear the distinct clicking sound of handcuffs being tightened. All you can do is gasp in surprise while she grabs your right arm. She forces your arms behind your back and quickly closes the cuff around your other wrist. The cuffs don't feel too tight, but you definitely won't be able to slip your hands out of them.

You pull away from the kiss and look at her in shock. She says nothing as she reaches up behind your back and grabs your hair by the ponytail. She pulls down, forcing your head to tilt up as you let out a moan.

"Open your mouth, and stick out your tongue," she says commandingly. You're so turned on you immediately obey. She grabs the tongue ring and ball off the night stand. She opens her mouth and moves her tongue around, showing you what to do. Your tongue copies hers, and she slides the rod back into the hole of your tongue, going from bottom to top. She lets go of your hair and holds the rod in place while she screws the ball back on. When she finishes you close your mouth, watching her intently as you wait for your next move.

She moves herself behind you, and you turn your head to try and see what she's doing. Before you can get a good look at her, you feel her hand on your back. Suddenly she shoves you forward, forcing you to lay flat on the bed on your stomach. Unable to brace the fall, your boobs squish against the bed under your weight, causing a twinge of pain. Brooke grabs your thong and yanks it down to your knees. Her display of domination has you so worked up that your toes curl tightly, and you move your hips back and forth, humping the bed. Without warning, you hear a loud *POP* and a sharp pain on your right ass cheek, followed by a spreading warmth and a shiver of pleasure throughout your body. You can't help but let out a little whimper as you feel a drop of your warm pussy juice leak out onto the bed.

Brooke grabs your hips and pulls them up and back, putting you on your knees, your naked ass in the air with your head and chest still on the bed. Then she grabs the chain that links the handcuffs and pulls back, lifting your torso off the bed. The handcuffs dig into your wrists, but you're just too horny to care. Brooke rubs her condomed cock against your dripping cunt.

"Oh god, I can't take it any more," you say loudly, the tongue ring not seeming to affect your speech as much. "Just fuck me already!" Brooke lets go of the handcuffs, dropping your head and chest back onto the bed. She grabs your hips and thrusts forward, immediately forcing her cock deep inside of you. You gasp, closing your eyes and letting pleasure overtake you.

Brooke thrusts into you forcefully, creating a loud clapping sound as she smacks against your ass each thrust. Her cock is at a much better angle to hit your g spot this time, and already you can feel her rubbing against it. You try to put your hands on the bed to brace yourself, but the handcuffs prevent you from taking your hands out from behind your back, which makes you even hornier. You have to just sit there and take it.

You can feel yourself on the verge of orgasm already, the sensation coursing throughout your body. Your toes curl, your legs begin to shake and you struggle against the handcuffs. You begin to let out loud moans of pleasure, and you can't seem to make yourself stop. Finally you cum, your whole body writhing in orgasmic bliss. Your legs give, causing you to lay flat on the bed. But just when you think it's over, you feel Brooke twist your hips, causing you to flip over onto your back. Before you can react beyond your shaky moans of pleasure, Brooke spreads your legs and re-enters your pussy with her throbbing cock. You manage to look down just before she puts it in, and you see the condom is still in place.

She continues to fuck you hard while your orgasm rocks your body, and your eyes roll up into your eyelids before you have to close them completely. The handcuffs are digging into your lower back, and you have to lift your waist off the bed to keep them from hurting you. Lifting your waist changes the angle at which Brooke's cock enters your pussy, causing the ribs of the condom to rub against your g spot with each forceful thrust. In less than a minute, your whole body begins to shake even harder, skyrocketing you into the throes of orgasmic bliss once again. "Ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod," you repeat with each quick breath. You can feel yourself sweating now, a few strands of hair sticking to your forehead.

As you begin to come down from your second consecutive orgasm, you manage to open one of your eyes. You look up at Brooke, your mouth still agape. She begins to let out soft grunts with each thrust, and you think she must be getting close. Your legs begin to give out again, pushing the handcuffs into your lower back. You can only push your waist back up for short amounts of time before your legs become too weak to hold you up.

Finally Brooke's thrusts begin to slow and become more gentle. With one final grunt, she closes her eyes and forces her cock inside you as deep as it will go. A drop of sweat rolls down her face as she fills the condom with her cum, and you feel her hands shaking as she tightens her grip on your hips. As she lets go, she slowly removes her pulsating cock from your pussy, and you manage to gather what little strength you have left to roll yourself over onto your left side. Your whole body continues to shake, your legs pulling themselves closer to your chest.

Brooke moves and sits on the edge of her bed, breathing and watching as her cock slowly becomes flaccid. She takes the condom off, and dangles it from her fingers.

"Uh, what should I do with this?" She asks.

"Uh... F... Flush... Toilet... " the words barely escape your trembling lips. Brooke gets up and walks into the bathroom, leaving you curled up, handcuffed, naked and shaking on the bed. You hear a soft *plop* as the condom falls into the water. Brooke takes a piss, and flushes the toilet. By the time she comes out, you've managed to catch your breath and stretch your body back out, although your arms and legs are still weak. Suddenly, Brooke's phone rings. She picks it up and looks confused.

"Who would be calling this late?" She asks.

"I don't know, let me thee," you say, annoyed at the tongue ring. Brooke shows you the phone, and your eyes widen slightly.

"Do you know them?"

"I think tho," you say. "Anther it and give me it. And take thith thing out of my mouth." Brooke answers the phone and lays it across your face so you can speak. "Hello?" You stick out your tongue so Brooke can remove the tongue ring.

"Hello sir," you hear Mei's voice on the other end. "Are you busy?" Brooke gets the ball off the rod.

"One thecond," you say. Brooke pulls the rod out of your tongue and sets it back on the night stand. You shake your tongue in your mouth so you can try to speak normally again. Brooke mouths the words 'who is it?' You mouth back 'hold on.' "What's up?" You say aloud.

"I just wanted to check on you and make sure everything went all right, with the watch as well as your effort to get your body back," she says. You had forgotten that Mei would be aware of your trip through time.

"The watch yes, it definitely worked. As for the effort, I guess we wont know for sure until tomorrow night, but uh, it certainly went better than the last time," you say, and Brooke looks confused as ever. You mouth the word 'handcuffs,' asking her to uncuff your hands. "I actually wanted to ask you about that, if you have a minute?" Brooke walks over to her dresser and grabs the key she left there earlier.

"Sure, dear," Mei says.

"So you remember when you told us about the time limit on the body swapping because of the gelatinous properties? I was curious about mine," you say. Brooke uncuffs your right hand. "I mean, assuming all goes well we swap back tomorrow, I'll have perceived about 50 hours being outside my body-"

"What?!" Brooke asks confused.

"Please baby, I'll tell you as soon as I'm done," you say as she undoes the other cuff. You take the phone in your hand and sit up slowly. Brooke crosses her arms and stares at you intently.

"Anyway," you continue to Mei. "Does that mean it will have started to solidify by the time we swap back? Or does the time travel fix that?"

"When you used the watch, your soul went through a sort of void before you got back to this time, right?" Mei asks rhetorically. "The watch doesn't necessarily put you into the past, but moreso puts your soul into an alternate, parallel timeline. Almost everything is exactly the same, but you may eventually come across certain small things that are different, such as the wiring of an electronic device, things that wouldn't cause too much of a shift from your old timeline to this one. In short, yes, solidification will begin. But it should reverse itself in 7 days as long as you don't use the necklaces again."

"So as long as I swap back tomorrow and don't swap again for a week, everything will be okay?" You ask nervously.

"Yes, dear. All will be well," she says.

"But what happens in the old time?"

"Most likely your soul from this timeline was transferred to the other one, but I cannot say for sure. I have never used time travel myself. It is also possible that the two souls merged into one, but again, I am not sure."

"Oh... Well, I hope everything is all right... Um, and I just want to say thank you, Mei... Thank you for everything," you say.

"Of course dear," she says. "I'm glad your plan is working so far. I will call you tomorrow night to make sure everything went through 100 percent. Good night dear."

"Good night," you say with a slight smile. Hanging up the phone, you look up to see Brooke standing there completely naked in your body, with her arms crossed and tapping her foot.