Wishes Come True: Roles Reversed
Hey everyone! I’ve decided to start a new series of semi-short stories all set in kind of the same world where wishes maybe do come true to hopefully push me back into writing more often :) I hope you enjoy the first edition!
Robbie Alves knew he was hot shit, but he never knew how badly he’d end up in hot shit. There he was on the couch, wide-eyed staring at a thirst trap of himself on his girlfriend’s phone, that he had sent to a girl he was sleeping with — who was not his girlfriend. He looked up at his pregnant girlfriend (oh yeah did I mention she was also pregnant?) ready to deny, defend, and dissuade in every way possible, but the fury he saw in her eyes only made him shudder.
“I can’t fucking believe you Roberto! You cheating slut! Go ahead! Give me your dumbass excuses! ‘Oh mi amor I loveee you’ ‘Baby it was a mistake’ ‘I’ll never do it again’ BULLSHIT!” Alexis rambled furiously and rightfully, mimicking Robbie’s cadence, diction, and accent perfectly.
Robbie could only look down at the floor and go quiet, his usually quick-witted, smooth talking brain filled with only guilt and uncertainty. Now that he thought about it, his brain was always the one screwing up, as the aforementioned qualities had really helped him get into Daniella, Kayla, and Elisa’s beds, but thankfully Alexia had only found about one.
Alexis, simply not caring to wait for a response from her cheating boyfriend, continued on, “And don’t you even THINK you got away with just Daniella. Kayla and Elisa reached out to me too!”
Shit. Well he’s beyond saving now.
“Alexis, I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I did it… I just…” Robbie stammered, trying to be as honest and open as possible, “I just I wanted to have a few last nights of freedom before committing to this family— to you! Pero that doesn’t make up for—”
“FREEDOM?” Alexis interjected, “YOU WANTED SOME FREEDOM FROM THE WOMAN CARRYING YOUR CHILD, WHO YOU’VE BEEN DATING FOR 4 YEARS WITH MIND YOU — NO RING! UN-FUCKING-BELIEVABLE ROBERTO!”
Alexis threw her phone across the room in frustration, and began to pace back and forth in the living room of their apartment, the one had dreamt about starting a family in and making a home. Roberto sighed, seeing how fucked his explanation was, all he could offer now was a simple, “Alexis por favor what can I do to make this right?!”
“Nothing!” Alexis shot back quickly, turning to face him with her arms out and her shoulders shrugged, “Absolutely nothing! You can’t fix this! You broke this,” she said gesturing to her belly, “and you broke us.”
Roberto felt tears welling up in his eyes, but even now his deep-rooted machismo wouldn’t let him cry. It was all his fault — he had fucked it so bad that he in his weird Spanish-English, began to say anything and everything to bring his girlfriend back. “Please baby I’m sorry! I wish I could take it all from you and carry it… I’d do everything and anything for you please I love you!”
What Robbie had meant through his slightly bad English by that was that he wish he could take it all back or even carry Alexis’ burdens, but what came out was a bit different — and that’s what the universe heard.
Suddenly the apartment in the valley shook with power. An indescribable presence filled the room, with an omniscient weight as if it descended upon from the heavens and sky above but also born from archaic abyssal crevices of the earth. An almost faint, yet resounding laugh echoed not aloud, but only in the couple’s minds, followed by an instant a flash of light enveloping the room. And just as it all came, it all disappeared like it never happened.
Alexis and Roberto looked at each other first bewildered then darted their eyes across the room, still fearful for their lives. Before they could even say a word, they simultaneously began to feel a certain heat arise from within them. It started like a tingle, then a sudden sharpness, into a blazing ache that neither could handle.
However, it began with Roberto first, an abdominal ache that forced him to hunch over as if vomit was about to erupt from his mouth. He groaned in pain, feeling waves of nausea wash over his head.
“R-Robbie what the hell is happening? It’s so fucking hot in here— are you okay?”
“B-babe h-help” Roberto groaned, stammering as he could feel his very own body begin to convulse. It started at his feet and head simultaneously, the coursing pain working to meet each other at his midsection. He grabbed his throbbing head, and could suddenly feel his short hair begin to grow and lengthen beneath his very own hand. As if a magician was pulling a long strand of cloth from a bottomless bag, he could feel the pull and tug of each strand of hair lengthen from his scalp, and it felt like torture. While at his feet, it felt as though his bones were condensing, and he forced one eye just barely enough open see his former size 11 feet shrinking down.
Alexis, though unaware of what was really happening, knew something was very wrong. She started to make her way over to him, before suddenly, her feet began to grow before instantly growing into what seemed like size 11 stompers. With this new imbalance, combined with a wave of nausea to her head, she became unable to move and grabbed onto a nearby chair for support. She clutched her head, with a weirdly cooling sensation of hair long brunette hair beginning to recede into her scalp.
Across the room in Robbie’s body, he could feel the bones in face began to reshape, painfully contorting into more feminine features, almost exactly like Alexis. Soft and supple lips replaced his unchapped ones while his face sharpened with gorgeous cheekbones and long eyelashes. Moving up to his legs and thighs, he could feel muscle begin to pack onto the lesser-exercised region of his body, as to him a consistent leg day was the least manly thing you could do in the gym. As his quads expanded, his ass plumped into perfect peaches straining against the back of his shorts. He moaned as he instinctively gripped one cheek, only now truly realizing at how real everything was. And just as his legs strengthened and loss body hair, he could feel a certain subtle femininity begin to envelop his brain, with these all being features he found so alluring in the women he let his wandering eye follow.
For Alexis, her face began to reshape into what felt like Robbie’s exactly, her Caucasian and feminine features transforming into masculine Hispanic ones. And in her lower body she watched as her legs expand into what Robbie’s had looked like before. She had always hated how he skipped leg day, noting that a man with an ass was always hot to her, but of course he didn’t care about what she wanted, only what he did. Now as, the changes moved to meet together in her torso, the fire in Alexis’ body began to blaze, causing her to strip awkwardly from her clothes. She stuck her chest up and forward almost instinctively as she could feel her feminine frame begin to widen, as her lats, traps, and deltoids hardened. Then, it came, what she had feared the most. An outside pressure began to press onto her torso, and her supple breasts that had grown in size from the pregnancy began to sink into her body, alongside the belly that was carrying her child. It wasn’t pain, but fear and awe that caused her to groan as her tits and pregnant belly had been completely pushed back into heavy pecs and washboard abs. She groaned as she gripped onto the chair, now looking up across at Robbie who had his eyes shut grunting and writhing in pain for the last 3 minutes, forced to watch as her cheating boyfriend’s body pulsated with change, and she knew exactly what was about to happen.
Robbie’s changes moved into his torso now, causing him to tear through his shirt, the heat becoming overbearing as he searched for any sense of cooling or relief. However, he’d find none as he lurched forward again, this time his ripped pectorals inflating with not just mass but also a rushing liquid, until two balloons sat right at his chest. He moved the hand that was on his ass to his breast, fondling his new bitch tits that were filled with milk. And even through the searing pain that had taken over his thinking, deep down he both knew and feared what was next. With that revelation, his fear came true, and he could feel something begin to churn in his stomach beneath the 6-pack. Robbie fell backwards, his back hitting the couch as his gut jutted forward, beginning to grow to an abnormal form. Like a clown were blowing a balloon inside of him, his stomach inflated until it looked exactly like a pregnant woman’s belly in the early 2nd trimester — exactly what stage Alexis was at. Almost as if it were the cherry on top, his body began its final anatomical correction, as you can’t be pregnant without a womb, right?
A new sensation of heat began to overtake him, this time one he was more familiar with. In a rush, he maneuvered around his pregnant belly to remove his shorts and briefs, as his uncut chorizo had somehow gotten to perfectly to full mast without his even realizing. He watched as his fully hard and girthy cock pulsed and twitched with pleasure, and before he could even bring his hand to assist, it ruptured in cum. The load completely covered his torso, and quite the load it was. Almost as if his balls emptied themselves of every last bit of semen remaining. He threw his head back instantly, experiencing the greatest wave of pleasure he’d ever in his life. He panted, breathing heavily as his eyes rolled into the back of his head, and without him even noticing, his dick began to soften, then shrink, and finally receded into his body, replaced by two lips and a pearl right at the top.
Alexis had watched in wonder and horror at every single change Roberto’s had experienced across the room. She looked down at her crotch, and realizing the last and final change was about to happen to her too. In fact, it was the exact opposite of what she had just witnessed happen to Roberto. Something deep from within her pussy began to stir, and her clit to tingle. She brought her manly, calloused hands to the crown jewel and rubbed frantically, and faster than any man had ever, she came with one final squirt. Lost in pleasure, she could feel her magic bean grow into a beanstalk, the clit thickened and lengthened into what was an almost exactly replica of Robbie’s dick that she had loved so much, with two tangerine sized balls emerging from under it, sealing her lips closed as they took their place as hanging fruit below the cock.
The couple, now fully done with their transformations into almost exact clones of each other, could only pant, groan, and moan as not just the reality of the situation, but their new forms began to set in.
“Robbie what the fuck just happened?” Alexis panicked, asking in a voice that sounded exactly like Robbie’s, except it was coming from her. She shot up and moved over to her former man that was now a former man, collapsing on the couch next to him.
Robbie had his head down with his hands over his eyes, his new pregnant belly and breasts covered in his previous form’s cum, quietly sobbing.
Alexis wasn’t sure of what to do, what to say to him. Part of her felt as though everything was her fault. I mean, this was a good thing. She didn’t have to carry her cheating boyfriend’s baby anymore — and even more than that, she was a man now. The world was her oyster. She could go experience that so called freedom Robbie had said he had thrown away their relationship for, and she wouldn’t feel sorry at all. Something inside of her though stirred with a sense of pride, a feeling that was almost vengeance but more so something to prove. Though her exterior was Robbie, she was still Alexis on the inside, albeit far more manly with the amount of fresh testosterone coursing through her veins. She knew that though Robbie had fucked up, looking at him now, she only felt pity and a little bit of love.
“Sana, sana… it’s gonna be okay” Alexis comforted, automatically speaking in the vernacular and accent of the previous man sat beside him. Robbie was going through every single wave of emotion possible, but all he knew was he didn’t want Alexis to ever leave his side.
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As months passed on and time flew by, Alexis now Roberto and Robbie now Lexie had settled into their new bodies quite well. In fact, there were a few moments here and there where the couple almost began to forget that they were ever each other.
Lexie had just settled into full stay at home almost-mommy time now in the third trimester, and thank god for that. She dreaded the idea of having to go into Alexis’ job and have to pretend to be her. On the flip side, Alexis had almost completely become Robbie, or Roberto as she started to tell people, she always felt it was more attractive and wasn’t sure why Robbie preferred his nickname. Well, at least now she did, with every memory the other one had was somehow transferred to the other’s brain, making it so much easier to adapt to their new lives as each other. Something about wanting to fit in with white boys on the playground, but that didn’t matter to her now. She had entered the business world as Roberto, landing a new job and becoming the breadwinner for the couple while Alexis Lexie Robbie stayed at home resting, just as she always wanted him to do for her.
More importantly, Robbie’s old memories had helped Alexis adapt to his old gym routine, all while utilizing the fresh testosterone her body was producing to give her an insane pump every single workout. It even surprisingly caused her to enter a sort of second puberty, where she was gaining muscle mass and height, and putting on weight at such an unprecedented rate. Even her facial structures were beginning to slightly depart from Robbie’s soft look to becoming more masculine as she settled into her new role and life as Roberto. Most notably, she had always wished Robbie was a bit taller, as the short Hispanic genes had really hit him hard, and a bit longer down there, and it seemed as though that after a year or so her dreams and maybe more would come true.
In fact, it was far too easy for the couple to become each other, and they were beginning to believe they would never change back. And while Alexis was enjoying her newfound manhood (double entendre), Robbie was endlessly searching and combing the internet during his time at home trying to find a way to fix this. However, his reality was becoming darker and all he wanted was to find a way to make the best of his situation. At first he was disgusted by himself and what he had become, but he realized that he had loved Alexis no matter what so why could he not love himself like this. The changes had clearly affected him the most, and even though he felt lost at sea, stranded and alone, he knew Alexis was his lighthouse guiding him through it all.
Endless days stuck at home, pregnant and somewhat depressed, had made Robbie fall even more in love with Alexis as time passed. When he thought she would abandon him as soon as they changed bodies and roles, she stayed by his side, provided and cared for him, even when he knew he didn’t deserve it. Not to mention how well she was taking care of his old body, putting on so much more muscle in a few months than he had been able to for years in the gym when he was a man. It felt strange at first, knowing he wasn’t gay while also knowing that it wasn’t exactly a black and white situation. However, what he knew utmost was that when Alexis left to live her life as Roberto, that’s when he missed and longed for her the most.
It wasn’t until one day did Alexis come home to Robbie doing something she’d never imagined, and things finally set in. Tired from the gym, she had walked into the home she had grown more comfortably with everyday. Her biceps and back were taut and her testosterone was at an all time high, making her understand a little more of why Robbie had done what he did. She couldn’t help but smirk at every fine girl on the street that passed her on the way to work, to the gym, to Chipotle, etc. It wasn’t cheating though as Alexis still hadn’t had sex with anyone in this new body, even though she really wanted to, and a part of her wasn’t really sure if she was even into girls.
Setting her gym bag down on the floor, she passed the living room and noticed it empty, finding it odd that Robbie wasn’t watching TV or googling ways to change back on the couch. A lot of the anger she once held had washed away, and she really did feel bad for him, but a part of her knew this was some sort of divine retribution for what he’d done and there was nothing they could do it change it. Either way, she grabbed an extra cup of water for Robbie since he never had enough energy to get out bed into the kitchen when he was thirsty, and made her way over to their room.
Things still felt a bit weird between them after the changes, Alexis could recall how she didn’t even want to sleep next to him a few weeks into the change still feeling betrayed, embarrassed, and angry about everything, opting to take the couch instead. However she quickly realized that they were both alone in this, and alone in their own house, so she worked to rekindle some love between them on some dates that albeit felt weird, but still nice. She worked to help Robbie understand being a woman, and vice versa, until they both felt comfortable enough around each other again. It was slow progress, but progress nonetheless.
As Alexis arrived at the closed door, which was for one quite odd as they never really closed any doors if they weren’t upset with each other, she couldn’t help but overhear a faint yet familiar sound coming from inside. The sound of a woman’s soft moans, accompanied by low, heavy breathing building up until the pleasure became too much to bear. Alexis could feel a wave of determination, curiosity, and… heat wash over her. Could it be… no. No way it was… Robbie. She put her ear to the door and shut her eyes, wishing to hear the siren song just a little clearer, and without thinking, her hand dropped to inside her pants, slipping through her sweat soaked drawers, and onto her shaft. She began to jerk off, something she’d never even done before, to the sound of Robbie pleasuring himself in her body in their bedroom.
Some part of it was so sick and yet so alluring, and she couldn’t resist, her cock beginning to reach full mast. She released her hand from her underwear and slowly opened the door, little by little, so as though she could just sneak a peek at Robbie’s pleasure. Lo and behold, there her former body was, a pregnant woman pleasuring herself with the vibrator Alexis had hid under the mattress as to not make Robbie feel embarrassed about his bedroom abilities. Of course he had found it… they shared each other’s memories now.
Alexis watched, both in intrigue and in curiosity, at how Robbie used her body to his own pleasure, gyrating his hefty hips against the vibrator. It wasn’t long until she could feel her dick straining against the inner lining of her shorts, begging for out and into her.
Alexis was going to leave, pretend she never saw this, let Robbie have this without embarrassment, it was the gentlemanly thing to do. It wasn’t until a few more moments of watching Robbie masturbate, did Robbie say something that made Alexis’ cock go full mast.
“Unnghhh… Roberto…” moaned her former body, just loud enough that it rung in Alexis’ ears as a declaration of desire and not some careless lust-induced whisper.
That was what broke her. Alexis couldn’t take it. Testosterone rushed through her body, pumping her up with confidence and bravado, a sense of sexuality that was foreign to her until now. She deserved this too. She wanted this too. And she deserved and wanted it now. Alexis swung the door open with full speed, letting it crash and hit the back wall without any care. Robbie shot up and out from his pleasure induced daydream, panting and panicked.
“You’re so fucking sexy baby,” Alexis said with a smirk, working fast to deter any potential feelings of embarrassment for Robbie and making her way to him on the bed as she stripped from her gym attire.
Though it didn’t help much, as Robbie was quickly and sufficiently embarrassed as he stammered, “I-I… Alexis! Fuck when did you get home- I’m so sorry! Earlier I was thinking about you… and I just got a new memory about something you hid under the mattress so I… I went to check and-”
Alexis did the brave thing, unable to watch her former boyfriend ramble on and on about something she couldn’t give a fuck about, and dove in, kissing Robbie on the lips. Almost instantly, bursts of simultaneous and connected pleasure exploded between the two as they locked lips, making out wildly as if they hadn’t ever kissed before. Robbie’s eyes instantly darted to his old dick, now swinging proudly and hardly. As they made out, Robbie’s hands wandered forward, sitting up now to kiss Alexis while reaching to jerk his own cock. Fuck he had missed his dick so much… and Alexis knew this. And so, she kept it short, now knowing exactly what they both truly wanted and needed, “Get on top of me.”
Robbie obeyed instantly, shifting his weight to the side and then up and then prepared to mount him. However, as he positioned himself on top of his old “Wait Alexis… is this safe? What about the… the thing…”
Alexis rolled her his eyes, somewhat annoyed at Robbie’s insistence on not accepting the way things are now, in the way she he has. Now feeling more dominant and in control than ever she he retorted, “Our baby. And yes this is safe. Por favor Alexis… I need to fuck you so bad right now and I know you need it too.”
Robbie went flush, “I… I’m not… Alexis… and I’m—”Robbie shook his head, he wanted this more than anything but… it felt too certain, as if this was some confirmation that they were fully transformed — something he wasn’t sure if he could take.
“But you are. WE are… I think it’s time baby…” Roberto now, more ready and confident than ever assured his loved, looking up at her with both love and lust in his eyes. He knew how to seal the deal for this, remembering just how much his old body loved biceps and pits. “Just look at me. I’m not her anymore. I’m the fuckin man.”
“Ohh Roberto…” Robbie gasped… instantly feeling a stirring from deep within himself as he watched Roberto flex his thick biceps. The scent of musk infiltrated his nose, and alas, horniness usurped any reason he had left. Blushing, Robbie whispered softly, “Just… go slow”
Roberto smirked, oozing with machismo and now almost in full control. He was right where he wanted, almost right where he belonged, all he needed was to get Robbie Alexis there. “I’m gonna fuck him out of you baby.”
Robbie blushed, somehow that turning him on more than scaring him. He had never felt submissive in the bedroom, and neither had Alexis Roberto… so where was all this coming from? He didn’t have much time to think before he could feel himself being lifted up by Roberto (which turned him on even more) as he prepared for his dick to take his her pussy. It wasn’t before long that Robbie could feel something slowly enter inside her, and then, begin to move in and out, and back and forth.
“You like that mami?” Roberto asked between slow, steady thrusts, making sure his lover felt exactly the pleasure and gratification he was feeling right now.
Robbie was overwhelmed with emotion, but for the first time, they were all good. Her sighs and deep breathing quickly turned into pleasured moans and quick huffs as she found a rhythm with Roberto. Up and down, in and out, back and forth. The connection, synchronization, togetherness — it was what she wanted all along. She wanted more, she wanted her manhood— no Roberto’s manhood so deep within her that all rationale was thrown out of the window. Then came words from her mouth that she didn’t quite understand, but somehow made sense in the moment, “Fuck me like you used to.”
Almost like a sleeper agent awakening to his code, Roberto understood exactly what she meant and instantly took all control, just as a man should. He mustered all of his physical strength to thrust repeatedly into Alexis’ pussy at the exact angle she wanted, exactly how he used to like it. Everything he used to want and ask for before, Roberto knew. Everything that made him twitch, every sensitive spot, what made him lose his breath, he knew it all — because he was her, and he was intent on not just proving he could pleasure the Alexis into feeling all those euphoric things, but prove that he deserved to be the man all along.
And so, he did just that. They fucked for hours, Roberto having full mastery over sex in both sexes, driving Alexis fully insane with pleasure. Moans erupted from their bedroom through the walls, several climaxes from the pregnant girl, until at long last Roberto, pulled out, nutting a pent up load of months onto Alexis’ pregnant belly just like she had done before. They panted, sighed, and pulled each other in and close. “I think… I’m ready,” Alexis whispered as they held each other in their arms — fully sealed as each other for the rest of their lives. Roberto kissed her on the forehead, then moved down to her belly, putting his ear to it. “Sounds like little Roberto Jr. is just fine after daddy’s dick pushed him around a bit.” They both laughed and smiled at each other, happy, knowing this exactly where they were meant to be.
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Birth was probably the worst thing Alexis had ever experienced in her entire life. Even more than the divine punishment of full body transformation she had endured months prior. Now baby Roberto Jr. had entered the world, perfectly healthy — much to Alexis’ surprise since the couple had fucked countless times since that fateful day that she worried he might come out with CTE.
Roberto had fully blossomed into the man she of never was, but always hoped to be dreamed of. Loyal and caring, took amazing care of his body. He had completely changed up his style in a way that departed from how he used to look, something that completely turned her on. Now sporting a fade, and utilizing his hispanic fuck-boy frame to as much as he could. He had completely grown into his body and more, with the second puberty giving him a growth spurt from the original 5’8 to 6’3. It was a miracle, and all of their family had assumed he had hopped on some sort of new drug that blessed him with such an insane physique and height.
Soon after they brought the baby home to their apartment, Roberto made his final moves to lock Alexis down, assuring her he’d never fool around with any other girls ever again — proposing to her and moving their family to a 3 bedroom home. Of course, she didn’t care at that point, she forgave him the second he fucked her so good she forgot every negative thing about her past, including who she once was.
Now that it’s been 4 months since Alexis had given birth to Roberto Jr., or Robbie, and after all the confusion and craziness that had happened this year, Alexis couldn’t help but begin to really take it in. Here she was, her precious baby sucking on her right tit hungrily as she looked around and examined what she wanted to decorate and renovate around the house. She couldn’t wait to watch her man get all hot and sweaty, breaking down walls and building everything she wanted. He was such a man, and so good to her, and for some reason all Alexis could think about was how lucky she was to have a man like him.
Speaking of the devil, Roberto opened the front door just as Alexis began to miss him, he was exactly how she liked him after a run, panting and covered in a sheen layer of sweat. He looked so good, but he always did, he made sure to always look so good for her. His fade was cleaned up by the new barber he had started going to a few months ago, and his new goatee perfectly trimmed to the way Alexis liked. “Ah my two favorite people… how was your day mi amor,” Roberto greeted as he made his way to the couch, leaning down to kiss Alexis on the forehead.
“Better now that you’re home,” Alexis smiled, heart full of warmth as she watched Roberto’s eyes shift to Junior, as he brushed his fingers softly against his head as he continued to suck for milk.
Roberto smiled right back at his wife and mother of his child, and began walking towards the kitchen.
“Mmm honey so I was thinking,” Alexis started as her husband poured his glass of water, “maybe we could start some renovations around the house while we still have paternal and maternal leave from work?” She watched as her tall hunky drink of water brought his own drink to his lips, downed it from thirst. And without her even asking, he grabbed a second glass and filled it, bringing it into the living room.
“Of course cariño anything you want. And no ‘we’ okay? I don’t want you moving around or doing anything until you’re fully recovered and ready. Let me take care of it all,” Roberto responded, handing the cup of water to her.
Yet again, she couldn’t believe how lucky she was to have a man like Roberto. So caring, so attentive, and so fucking sexy. She watched her man collapse onto the couch next to her with his hands behind his head, giving her a weird sense of déjà vu. Something like this had happened a long time ago… maybe a fight? For some reason though, she couldn’t remember it at all. Not that it mattered at all though, because with the way his shirt clung to his body the manly scent wafting from his pits, she’d give everything and anything to him, even another baby.