Flower Power Gender Swap Pop! 2
In this sequel, Jayson learns what happens when a nature spirit decides to gift him the ability to gender swap. A confirmed "love 'em and leave 'em" ladies man begins to not only better understand what a jerk he's been around women--but how hot Cameron--his best friend, actually is. Warning: This adults only story is so hot, your E-Reader may burn your fingers while you discover Supernatural Gender Swap, Gender Bender Sex, explicit oral and vaginal/penile penetration, and male to female transformation)
Excerpt
Jayson was suddenly in front of me without anything on. But it was becoming more difficult to think of this as “my” Jason. I mean, he was obviously still Jayson, but he was definitely a woman, in every way that I could see. When he asked me “Would you hit this?” I stuttered and said, “I would hit on that until my parts fell off and then I’d glue them back on and hit that some more.” My dick had been hard as soon as I watched his—her?—nipples start to stand at attention.
Don’t get me wrong—I like girls, but I’ve never had this strong a reaction around one before. It made me wonder if Jayson was giving off some sort of pheromones like we had learned about in the Intro to Biology class. It was the way some animals let their potential mates know they’re in heat. It wasn’t supposed to work that way with humans, but it might explain why I was so turned on. It felt as if we were both high on something. We should be rushing to the hospital rather than being in the living room while Jayson does show and tell with his—her--- new parts.
“Cam,” Jayson said in a small voice. “This is completely different for me—it feels as if this new body has hijacked my mind. I’m thinking thoughts I never had before.” He—she—paused. “—and a lot of those thoughts are about you.” She reached out and started unbuttoning my shirt. By the time she was on the third button she was so eager she just ripped the rest of the buttons off, sending them flying across the room. Her small, strong hands traced my pecs, rubbing across the chest hair that had grown back a little while I had a couple of days off from training.
