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Subject: {ASSM} Switched: Vanessa {RivYavtry} (m(many)g, 1st, Oral, Anal, Cons, NC, sci-fi?)
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Date: Wed, 27 Feb 2008 16:10:03 -0500
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Usual disclaimers about this being a work of imagination, with no
relationship to real people or events.Please let me know if you like the
story.  I have written it as a one-off, but it has the potential to become
a series.  (You can comment anonymously via my asstr page.)Riv Yavtry
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As always, I had butterflies in my stomach and worries about what
might go wrong, but I pulled myself together. I was going to go
through with it.

I went downstairs into my soundproofed basement and took my clothes
off. I sat on the mattress and inserted the ball-gag. Then with my
legs spreadeagled, I cuffed my ankles to the frame at the bottom. I
set the timer to two hours, cuffed my left wrist to the frame at the
top of the bed, pulled the blindfold down over my eyes then groped
with my right hand for the other cuff. I found it, slipped my wrist
into it then pushed it shut by pressing against the frame. I was now
completely immobilised and unable to see or call out for two hours,
until the timer released the electronic cuffs around my wrists.

I took a few seconds to relax and calm my nerves, then I
concentrated hard on the victim I had imprinted earlier that day.
Suddenly I switched. As usual it left me dazed and disoriented but I
was next to a wall and able to lean against it for support.

"Are you alright?" a woman asked me?

My vision cleared. Her stance was wary despite her concern, so I
guessed this was a complete stranger.

"I'm fine thanks, I just feel a bit lightheaded. The wrong time of
the month."

My voice was unfamiliarly high-pitched and a bit whiney. I attempted
what I hoped was a reassuring smile. Had I made a mistake? Was this
body too young to have periods? I needn't have worried as the woman
hurried away with a look of relief that she wouldn't have to do
anything to help.

While I was gaining familiarity and control over the body, I took
stock. I recognised immediately where I was, the local shopping mall.
Fortunately I was alone. I was wearing a school uniform of matching
green blazer and pleated skirt, white blouse, nylon tights and
trainers. I had a backpack on my pack and it felt fairly heavy, as
though it contained books for homework. I was wearing a watch, so I
was able to keep an eye on the time.

I wasn't far from the restrooms so I headed there and locked myself
in a cubicle. I unfastened my blouse and inspected my breasts -barely
more than goosebumps. No wonder I wasn't wearing a bra. I squeezed my
nipples - ouch! I rolled them gently between two fingers -that was
much nicer. I lifted up my skirt. Underneath my tights I was wearing
an uncomfortable pair of thick white cotton panties. I took my
trainers off, peeled the tights down my legs and stuffed them in the
backpack. I slid the panties down to my knees. My pussy was
completely hairless, and my pussy lips were puffy and undeveloped. I
tested my cunny with a finger and hit a barrier - I was still a
virgin! I rubbed my finger along my slit. That felt nice. I was
relieved - this body was old enough for sexual responses. I sought
out my clit and started teasing it. That felt very nice. I felt a
warm glow spread over my body and I moaned with pleasure.

"Are you alright in there?" a woman asked.

Damn, I should have been more careful.

"Yes, it's okay, I have an upset tummy," I quickly improvised.

I'd better finish off in here quickly. I released my bladder and
watched the yellow stream gush into the bowl. It felt really weird
not having the equipment to direct my stream. Then I pushed hard and
evacuated my rectum - probably unnecessary but I wanted to be ready
just in case. I wiped myself clean and dry then flushed. I checked as
I left the cubicle but nobody seemed to be watching me so the woman
must have left. I washed my hands then re-entered the mall.

I had to be careful about meeting anyone who might recognise me, so
I left the mall via the sparsely used rear entrance and made my way
to the park. I passed the kids playground and refreshment areas and
made my way to the grassy area. As I hoped, a bunch of teenage boys
were having an impromptu ball game. The teens were somewhat unruly
and other park users were giving them a wide berth, so it was just me
and the boys.

I found a suitable bench so that I was directly in line with the
boys, and stowed my backpack underneath. I sat on the bench, laying
back and making myself as comfortable as I could. I hitched my school
skirt up to my hips then pushed the gusset of my panties aside and
teased my clit with a finger. That was nice. I felt a little
moistness as the warm glow started to build again.

For what seemed an age the boys ignored me, absorbed in their game.
I only had two hours and I could feel the time slipping by. I wasn't
sure that the girl had been switched into my body in return - perhaps
one day I could work out a way to find out - but in the meantime I
had done as much as I could to make sure she couldn't identify me.
However my body would be released after two hours and if she were in
it at the time, I'd be in trouble.

At last one of the boys noticed, and stopped to stare at what I was
doing. Gradually the others stopped too, until all of them were
watching my show. The boys discussed me inaudibly for a while, then
one of them broke ranks and walked towards me.

"Hi," he said.

"Hi yourself," I replied.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Waiting for you lot to fuck my brains out."  

He was visibly shocked and he went back to his mates. The inaudible
discussions started again, then it got a bit heated and I could
overhear snatches.

"But she's only a kid!"

"What if we're caught?"

The boys then approached me en masse. The same boy as before came
right up to me while the others grouped behind him.

"How do we know you're on the level and this isn't a trap? How do we
know you won't tell someone?"

I stopped teasing myself and took my hand away, allowing my panties
to slip back over my pussy. Several of the boys looked disappointed,
as though their spokesman had blown it. I reached forward and grabbed
the spokesman's cock through his pants and used it to pull him
towards me. I had never handled another male cock before, but it was
something I had to do so I fought back the homophobic instinct. I
pulled the boy's zipper down and fished out his cock. It was a
struggle because he was semi-erect and I was using unfamiliar muscles.

"What if someone sees us?" he protested.

"Your friends can form a screen."

The other boys formed a semi-circle around us, jostling for the best
view. I leaned forwards and popped the head of his cock in my mouth.
It tasted slightly stale and pissy. I sucked and licked the head
while pumping the shaft with my fist. At first he started stroking my
head in return, but as his arousal grew he gripped the back of my
head and tried to push his cock deeper in my mouth, but I wouldn't
let him. I hadn't intended to swallow, but I was taken by surprise
when cock throbbed and the first spurt hit the back of my throat, and
I swallowed instinctively. It was bitter and stringy and nearly
choked me. Three more spurts, all desperately swallowed, then his
orgasm was over. His cock stayed hard until I released it from my
mouth, whereupon it rapidly deflated, oozing a few last drops of cum
from the end.

"She swallowed it all!" he gasped in amazement.

"Me next," came a chorus of voices.

"Let's go somewhere more private," I suggested, indicating a large
clump of bushes a few yards away.

I deliberately left my backpack under the bench as I led the way to
the bushes. There was an open area in the middle, hidden from passers-
by. Some of the boys looked nervous, so I did a striptease for them.
Because I was unfamiliar with the body and its muscles it must have
been an extremely ungainly dance, yet the boys cheered loudly as my
garments came off - first the blazer, then the skirt. Next came the
the blouse, a button at a time, providing tantalising glimpses of my
tiny breasts until I removed it completely. Last were the panties,
inched down my legs and over my feet, at first keeping my legs firmly
together with a hand over my pussy, then opening my legs and taking
my hand away so they could see my slit.

I lay back on the grass and opened my legs wide. I teased my clit
with a finger to make myself moist in preparation.

"Who's first," I taunted.

The boys looked to their spokesman, but he was still soft.

"Let's draw lots," he suggested.

A boy produced a deck of cards, they decided on the rules, then each
boy in turn drew a card. The winner approached me nervously. He slid
his pants down to his knees, revealing his small but erect cock. He
knelt between my legs then lowered himself, prodding inaccurately at
me with his cock. I reached down, took his cock in my hand and guided
it to the entrance to my cunny - I didn't really know where it was on
this body either but I had the advantage of feel. The teen gently
pushed his cock at my cunny.

"It won't go in, there's something in the way," he observed.

"That's my hymen. I'm a virgin. Push hard."

Somewhat reluctantly, he shoved hard and his cock burst through. I
squealed at the sudden, sharp pain.

"Stop, you're hurting her," said one of the others.

"No, carry on," I said through gritted teeth as tears leaked from my
eyes.

The teen thrust in deeply, then pulled out almost all the way and
thrust in again. It still hurt, but after about five thrusts I felt
his cock throb and spurt inside me. The spent teen eased his
deflating cock out of my stinging cunny. It was coated with blood,
sperm and juices, and he looked at it with distaste as he cleaned it
with a tissue.

"Who's next," I urged.

A rather chubby boy confidently came up and took his place. His cock
was in proportion - not very long but very thick. He crudely groped
my tiny breasts, leaving red streaks on the skin, and pinched my
nipples hard causing me to squeal with pain. He kissed me on the lips
and tried to stick his tongue in my mouth, but I couldn't stomach the
thought of French kissing another male and turned my head away. The
teen aimed his cock at my stinging cunny and pushed hard. I was well
lubricated now, but the boy found it hard to force his cock into my
narrow cunny.

"God she's tight," he exclaimed.

I felt my cunny being stretched to accommodate his width as he
slowly forced his cock in. Once in, he lasted for three violent
thrusts before his cock throbbed and splattered his seed inside me.
When he pulled out, my insides felt bruised and tender.

The third boy was obviously experienced, and I guessed he was having
regular sex with a girlfriend. He kissed and sucked my nipples and
teased my clit so I was very aroused before he inserted his cock. He
fucked me slowly and gently and I moaned as I felt a warm glow spread
over my body. Suddenly my whole body seemed to spasm round his cock
as an orgasm burst over me. In response, the boy fucked me hard and
his cock throbbed and spurted while my orgasm was still dying away.

"Thank you, that was good," I smiled at him.

"Any time," he replied, a little shyly, as he made way.

I worked my way through the group of boys. Most were crude and
inexperienced and came mercifully quickly; only one other boy was
experienced enough to bring me to another orgasm. My breasts were
bruised and red, my innards were bruised and tender, and my cunny was
getting extremely sore from the pounding, despite all the lubrication
from multiple ejaculations, some of which was oozing from my cunny
and flowing down my perineum to my bumhole.

Half wishing the experience were over, I looked up at the third from
last boy. It was the spokesman, hard again after the blowjob. He took
his position between my legs. He was likely to take a while before
cumming, and I just couldn't face a long pounding of my aching cunny.

"No," I bade him stop.

He looked very disconcerted, as though it were unfair for me to stop
now after fucking so many other boys.

"I want you to stick it up my bum," I whispered.

His eyes widened with surprise, but he didn't say no. I turned
round, got on my hands and knees, and reached behind to pull my bum
cheeks apart. The teen positioned his cock against my sphincter. I
relaxed it as much as I could.

"Push in," I encouraged him.

He pushed against my sphincter and I pushed out as though having a
shit, and the head of his cock slipped into my rear passage.

"Take it slowly," I requested.

The teen did as I asked, slowly inching his cock deeper into my bum.
I tried to push out, to make it easier for him. I felt my innards
being stretched again, as they made to accommodate him. Pushing
gently, he eventually managed to force the whole of his cock into my
bum, his warm belly hard against my bum cheeks. Slowly and gently he
fucked me. I reached back and started to play with my clit. I felt my
own arousal grow in time with the boy's. A warm glow spread over my
body.

"I'm cumming, fuck me hard," I ordered.

The boy fucked my bum hard, and the spasming of my rectum round the
boy's cock catalysed the boy's own orgasm, causing his throbbing cock
to shoot his sperm deep into my bowels.

The boy pulled his deflating cock out of my rectum. It was streaked
with cum and shit, and he looked at it with distaste as he cleaned it
with a tissue.

Exhausted at demands the anal fucking made on my inadequate muscles,
I collapsed onto the grass, lying on my side. The penultimate boy lay
down behind me in the spoons position, and positioned his cock at my
anal sphincter. Because my hips were immature and boyish, it was just
the right height. I let the boy in, and he slowly and leisurely
fucked my bum.

"Hey, I'll do her cunt at the same time," the last boy announced.

"No, I'm too sore," I protested, but he took no notice.

He pulled my legs out straight, and lifted my upper ankle into the
air, opening up my pussy.

"Someone hold it," he ordered.

I recognised the boy who took over my ankle as the chubby kid who
had fucked me second.

The boy lay down beside me and brutally thrust his cock into my
cunny. It was like rubbing it with sandpaper, and I screamed at the
pain. Someone clamped a hand over my mouth to silence me as the two
boys fucked me - as the one in my bum pushed in, the one in my cunny
pulled out, and vice versa. I was beyond caring with the unremittant
pain from my cunny, and I was sobbing uncontrollably. I lost control
of my muscles and I felt a burning sensation as a small amount of pee
escaped from my bladder. Mercifully the boy in my cunny came first,
closely followed by the boy in my bum. After the two boys pulled out,
I just lay there sobbing.

"Look at the state of her. Let's get out of here before anyone
catches us."

The boys scarpered. I looked at my watch - eight minutes to go.
Ignoring the shooting pains from my bruised and battered innards, I
managed to dress myself, apart from the panties - there was no point
putting those on until I could clean up the stuff oozing from my bum
and cunny. I staggered back to the park bench, every step agony. My
backpack was still there. I sat on the bench, the uncomfortably hot
metal slats on my bum cheeks a welcome contrast to the pain from my
nether regions. I put my panties in the backpack with my tights, and
searching inside, I found an exercise book and a pen. Inside the
front cover of the exercise book it said 'Vanessa Williams 12' and
Vanessa's home address. I ripped a blank sheet of paper from the
exercise book and wrote on it "I have had consensual oral, vaginal
and anal sex with fifteen boys. I mustn't tell anyone. I must get
cleaned up at the restroom before I put my panties and tights on."
Two minutes. Putting the exercise book and pen back in the backpack,
I grasped the note firmly in my hands and concentrated on my real body.

When the disorientation died away, I remembered where I was, bound
and helpless in my basement. My wrists and ankles felt sore as though
someone had been struggling against the cuffs. The two minutes seemed
like an eternity, then the timer went ping, the cuffs restraining my
wrists were released and I was free.
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