Within twenty-five minutes they had changed into each other, and Phillipa's new-found strength allowed the new 'him' to keep hold of the necklace.Now ...hat they had swapped Phillipa decided to make the most of it. She told Ken that they would be this way for at least a week and he would have to live as her until then. Oh, there were the expected histrionics but he had to accept what had happened and, after swapping their clothes, they returned to their 'new' homes.Phillipa was going to call. .." I decided to leave because I was unhappy with my own life... because of the way people treated me after they found out I was..." ...Gay." I said. He was left stunned and actually scared about any possibility now."You... already knew?" I just linked all the dots... What George said yesterday... the way you look at me and others... at first I was lead to believe you were just an unfortunate boy... but then I had this insight... and everything was clear..." So... why did you want me to. My own cock was solid and leaking pre-cum, but she didn’t touch it. Not once.Eventually she climbed off my face and told me to get dressed. Before I did, she pulled off the lacy panties from over my cock and replaced them with the damp silky ones she’d been wearing.“Your treat,” she said, “For being a good cumeater.”There wasn’t much more talk on that occasion, she wanted to get cleaned up and I left shortly after, my mind racing. She did text me later that morning, saying thank you and made. The only people buying from me were either blind or some Light clerics with their bleeding hearts. One day, on the way back to the farm, I found a strange idol amidst the rotting apples I didn’t manage to sell.”“Cupped hands, eh?”She nodded. “That was the first thing I owned. Not that it immediately did anything, but it was mine. One day, a knight came to visit the village. He needed his horse shod and I couldn’t stop drooling. He was so tall, muscular and handsome, unlike everything I had ever.