Kayden

Title: Kayden
Author: Annie
Summary: Every once in a while Death’s messengers get a chance to fix a life that was ruined, I was one of the few who got mine changed, but in return I must pay a price, I must let her share my life as long as she will bear my burden. Sci-fi/fnatasy/Romance contains lots of plot
For Ch.1:What do you do when you find yourself waking up in a mans body? Well besides fucking his gorgeous boyfriend of course.
Warnings: CONTAINS PLOT *le gasp* Oral, Fingering, Anal, M/M
For Ch.1: Oral, Fingering, Anal, M/M and probably a lot of confusing
Disclaimer: This Story was slightly inspired by the web comics El Goonish Shive by Dan Shive and Misfile by Chris Hazelton. No characters or situations from these comics were used, I just advise them to you if the enjoy the idea of men turning into women or women turning into men. I also mention The Gunslinger being the Dark Tower Books by Steven King. Nothing is used from Mr. King but a 1 sentence reference Sadly neither has a sexual nature. All other characters are created by me or based, loosely, on people I know.

Kayden

Chapter 1

*But Where Have the Breasts Gone?*

My name is Kaden, I’m an 18 year old college student. I’m getting my major in theatre but have not decided weather to be an actor or a director yet. I love them both. I was pretty happy, enjoying a small group of friends and a college I really love and was generally content with everything, until something genuinely odd happened this morning. I woke up on that Saturday morning, rolled out of bed, went to go to the bathroom, when I noticed something decidedly odd...I was not wearing a shirt. I had always been one of those kind of girls who was a little...well...almost silly about being clothed. Not even my family had seen me in less than a sports bra and board shorts since I was maybe 11. After noticing I was half naked things got decidedly weirder. I looked down and noticed something missing...well two somethings missing, two very large somethings missing. Frankly I was surprised to see my feet. Apparently my beloved D cup breasts had disappeared leaving me to look at a slightly muscled chest and stomach and below that a pair of black, many-pocketed, pants, I was terrified to see what lied underneath them. Gathering up my courage I looked in the mirror...and almost screamed.

Before my eyes was a young man probably around 5'5 with long blond hair cascading down past his shoulders, green eyes, the face and eyes at least looked familiar, there was my oval face, small nose, even the small scar above my lip from an accident when I was younger. However it was still the face of a man and not me. How I had looked, well how I had looked walked into the room at this moment.

She had long black hair, longer than the hair I apparently now had, down to the bottom of her ribs. Her face was exactly as mine had been, the same eyes, cheeks, lips, everything. She was also wearing my favorite pants and a black shirt with a squirrel on it. She was only a slight bit shorter than me, 5'4 at the shortest. I tried not to look confused as she did not seem surprised to see me in her...well I guess not it would be her, room.

“Hey Kay you fell asleep in my room again last night.” she... I... hell I have no idea how to refer to her, sounded annoyed, “You have your own room for a reason ” luckily she did not seem to be expecting an answer and went about finding her school books when another figure entered the room.

“Hey Kali, is Kayden here?” he could not see me as I was hidden behind what I used to think of as my door. “He never came back last night?”

“Yeah he’s here, he was tired after practice and fell asleep on my bed.” she said closing the door and letting me look upon possibly the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. His hair was a dark brown and went down to brush against his jaw. He had a bit of a tan that accentuated his blue eyes. He stood maybe 6'0 or 6'1 leaving him to tower over both the girl and I. He wore a tight black shirt and some black sweat pants. Something told me he had not really gotten dressed besides throwing on his shirt before coming to the room.

The next thing I knew this gorgeous man had his arms around my waist and kissed me familiarly on the lips, “Morning Kay, I missed you last night.” Apparently at this point either my shock or confusion shown through, “Are you ok lovey?” he asked pulling back but with his arms still around me.”


Before I could say anything the girl spoke up, “Yeah I’ve been wondering that too, he hasn’t said anything this morning and was sleeping really restlessly last night.” she came over and put a hand on my shoulder, “You ok brother?”

Brother? I wondered, “I...I don’t know who either of you are.” I said helplessly, surprised at hearing a low voice come out.

The man with his arms around me looked hurt and worried, “What are you talking about Kayden? It’s me, Roland, and your twin sister Kali, of course you know us ”

“I’m sorry but until last night I was a girl A girl who looked just like her,” I said pointing an accusatory finger at the girl who was now apparently my twin sister, “and a boyfriend who goes to school in Montana and now my boobs are gone and apparently I’m not me ” I said pulling myself away from them and sitting on the bed with my head between my hands.

I felt someone kneel on the floor in front of me, ‘Kali’ apparently, “What’s going on? Did we do something to make you mad and this is you paying us back? Cause we’re really confused right now Kay.”

“Not half so much as I am.” I said with a sigh, “Fine, for now I’ll humor you, so you are my sister, and he, well I sure as hell hope the guy who just kissed me is my boyfriend.” Roland nodded and sat down next to me, “So that would make me gay then?” they both laughed a little at that and assured me that I was very much gay. “Good, gay I can deal with. I remember being bi so gay is workable.” I decided if he thought he was my boyfriend it would not hurt to say what I had been thinking, “You’re gorgeous by the way.”

Roland shook his head with a smile, “Now that sounds more like you.”

“I’m confused, what do you mean you remember? So far it sounds like you think you were me, I’m bi, but even if I was turned into you I think I would still know who you were. This sounds oddly like misfile.”

“If any angel did this to me they will sure as hell have their wings torn off and force fed to them with tarter sauce ” I said responding to her reference to one of our favorite web comics. “So I know I have you guys confused but maybe you can tell me some stuff, I’m obviously still at the same school but not in the same room if this is yours. So do I still study theatre? Still want to be an actor or director? Still obsessed with anime and video games? How long have I known Roland for?” so many more questions went through my head that I did not know where to start.

“Wow lots of questions there sweetie.” Roland sighed, putting an arm around me. I guess it was a natural thing for him but he was still giving me butterflies even sitting next to him. “Yes you still study theatre and you are in a show right now, Noises Off. But I never heard anything about you wanting to be a director, that’s Kali, you just want to be an actor, and you’re good at it too. Of course you’re obsessed with anime and video games.” he said the last part with a teasing smile. “As for how long you’ve known me...wow it’s weird telling you this We met our sophomore year at Stevenson, I was a resident in the dorm Kali’s boyfriend Ryan was a prefect in, Wilson, and he introduced us. We started dating towards the end of that year and have been together ever since, even got into the same college and are roommates.”

“Wait a minute You make it sound like I spent more than one year at Stevenson, I went there my sophomore year but failed out so I ended up at SVA. And you aren’t talking about Ryan Madden are you? I had a crush on him most of that year ” so many confused thoughts were going through my head at that moment.

“No, we went to Stevenson for all four years of high school, after you got beat up in ninth grade for the fifth time and we had to take you to the hospital, Dad got fed up and decided we should look into boarding schools. We decided since North Tahoe was such an awful school that we would start over as freshman which is probably why neither of us failed out. We looked at SVA but never seriously. And you in love with Ryan? Yeah you thought he was hot at first, but you were the one who realized he had a thing for me.” Kali informed me moving to sit on my other side on the bed.

Something in what she said sounded familiar. “I got beat up a lot at North Tahoe?” a nod, “I vaguely remember, Michael and Collin and their group grabbed me one day during lunch and said they didn’t want a queer messing up their school so they started hitting me, by the time someone dragged them off of me I had three broken ribs, a cracked scull, and a badly fractured wrist. Yeah some of the stuff is coming back.” I smiled up at Roland, “I remember meeting you and you asking me out and, other stuff with you.” my smile faltered, “But now I feel like I have two sets of memories and I don’t know which ones are really mine.”

Roland stood up, offering his hand to me, “Come down to our room sweetie, I can convince you which memories you want to believe.”

“Oh god definitely take it out of my room I don’t want Kalinda to have to come back and see you two” Kali said with fake retching noises.

I paused before leaving, “Kalinda was my roommate too. Weird, I wonder if she is still writing the same story.”

Roland impatiently pulled me away, “Come on, you can talk to them later, you’re not even wearing a shirt.” he said with some very lustful eyes that gave me those wonderful butterflies again.

We made our way down one flight of stairs and I followed him to a room that seemed to be directly below Kali and Kalinda’s. The room was set up with the beds once again bunked and a tv on the opposite wall, it was a lot like the girls’ room, but the bottom bunk seemed to be set up more like a couch with a bottom sheet but only a blanket over that and pillows around the perimeter. Thinking for a minute I remembered that Roland and I slept together in the top bunk using the bottom for watching movies and playing video games. It was lighted only by a lamp shining into the lower bunk as the curtains were drawn across the windows.

He sat down on the lower bunk and I sat down beside him, “Hey Roland, ... you don’t think I’m crazy or anything do you?”

He smiled, taking one of my hands in his and lacing our fingers, “Even if I did before the fact that you are calling me Roland is enough to make me think something unusual is going on. Call me Aaron.”

Something clicked once again, “Oh No wonder something about thinking about you as Roland kept me confused. I call you by your middle name don’t I? Roland kept making me think of The Gunslinger and giant lobsters eating my toes.”

“Right you are Beautiful. Now whatever this is you seem to be working it out pretty quick, but I had to spend a night without my man and I need some cuddle time.” he said laying down and pulling me into his arms. I wrapped one arm around him and rested my head on his chest. It still felt weird and gave me butterflies, but at the same time something felt so natural about lying with him. Almost like I actually had been with him for the past 3 years.

We lay there for several minutes when I felt him playing with my hair and placed a kiss on the top of my head, “I’m really loving your hair now that you’ve grown it out. It’s so pretty and soft.” thinking for a minute I remembered that it had been part of the dress code at Stevenson that the guys had to keep their hair short. “You really are a beautiful man you know that?”

“How can an amazing looking guy like you find me attractive.” I asked tentatively, yes my hair was obviously gorgeous and I was in shape, but I did not see myself as anything like Roland... no... Aaron seemed to.

He rolled his eyes, “Stop that, you are the most attractive guy alive,” and before I could bring myself to answer he was kissing me, gently at first, seeming to ask if it was ok. As I did not push him away or do anything but completely reciprocate he soon became more passionate in his kisses. At that point butterflies and my sense of time went to war and my sense of time lost. The next thing I knew we were making out and he was removing my pants. This caused me to falter as his kissing had not.

Aaron paused, “Should I stop? I’m sorry you’re just usually...”

I stopped him in the most logical way I could, kissing him. “It’s not that I don’t want to, I just, well I remember having sex as a girl but not at all as a guy, and I guess I’m a little scared, as a girl I’d never had anal sex before.”

He hugged me closer, “Kay, I’ve been sleeping with you for two and a half years, I know what you like and what you don’t, I will make sure this is good.”

I hesitated again, “I don’t, ..., well I don’t top do I?”

He laughed, which surprised me, “Oh god no I’ve offered before but you never really liked the idea.”


“Oh really? Well, I mean, I still do prefer the idea of being on bottom, but if at some point, maybe, you wouldn’t mind considering...” he smiled

“Of course baby, we’re both guys in this relationship and I’ve always wondered what it would be like if you did take me.” I was surprised to see him blush. “Now if that is all you are worried about, get yourself out of those pants while I find some lube and I will show you have much better sex is as a guy ”

As I slipped out of my pants and socks I found myself feeling nervous and, surprisingly, excited. I sat down ono the bed and found myself looking at Aaron’s ass while he looked for the bottle of purple lube, odd that I would remember the color more than the sex. Thinking over colors I wondered about my taste in boxers and smiled, they were a pair I had also had in my female memories, black with yellow smiley faces.

“Aha found it at last.” Aaron happily held up the bottle, “I should probably not throw it into my messy closet next time.

He returned to me on the bed and ran a hand up my leg to where my boxers started. “And why are you still wearing these?” he asked with a cynical look.

“I guess I’m still expecting guys to be grossed out by unshaved legs. And besides, you’re still fully clothed ” I accused, and with a surge of confidence pounced on him to remove his shirt.

He laughed once I took it off him, “But they still need to come off.” he replied and before I could think of a protest he slipped them off of me and onto the floor, leaving me completely naked, I blushed. “I know you’re still weirded out, but come on baby, it’s me, I’m seen you naked hundreds of times ” he kissed me softly, “Now didn’t you want to get me out of my clothes?”

I smiled and got to work on getting him out of his pants. One pants and boxer extraction later and I was seeing all of the gorgeous naked man. He was very well toned with muscle in all the right places, but then my eyes continued downwards and fear struck me, sure I must have done this before, but all of that was going in my butt? Luckily he was not looking at my face but was pushing me onto the bed and getting down on his knees in front of me, then all reasonable thought really went out the window.

His big warm hands were on my semi hard cock and it was no longer semi hard. He ran his hand up and down it several times before he leaned forward and too me into his mouth. It was incredible, like nothing I had ever felt in my female memories and, like I said, I could not really remember sex as a guy. I felt his tongue as it danced its way down along my shaft and up over my circumcised tip to tease me with light flicks of his tongue all over.

“Please baby...” I begged and he looked up at me questioningly and gave my cock another quick lick as though it were a lolly-pop, “please come up here,” I finished patting the bed beside me.

“Awe, finished with my blow job already?” he asked with an adorable pout as he made his way not just onto the bed but on top of me. “Shall I finish you off with a hand job then?”

“Oh... I thought we were going to just have sex.” I replied, a bit confused.

“You really don’t remember much about sex with me do you?” he looked hurt, “I always get you off first, then we have sex.”

“Oh, why?” I was confused, the sex I remembered as a girl I had rarely come and my boyfriend preferred to just have sex.

“You...wow you never asked me that before.” this surprised me, it seemed like an obvious question, “I guess I’m just tired of the idea of one person having to be the ‘guy’ in the relationship, and since you never took interest in being on top before, I make up for it by pleasuring you first.”

I smiled, “That’s sweet, but could you maybe,” I blushed hard, “Just fuck me now?”
He ran a hand down my side and down to squeeze my ass, “that I can most certainly do, now lie down.” I did with my head only a little bit on the pillow.

Aaron moved his way up my body one more time and kissed me passionately, “You know you can stop me any time?” he asked, his hand on my upper thigh and not moving until I nodded, “and I will know if you are uncomfortable and aren’t telling me, so don’t even try.” his warm voice, his gentle hands, they touched a part of my brain that told me I would trust him with anything, then he moved his hand.

He pushed my legs apart and slid his hand over my ass and rubbed gently on my asshole. He then took the bottle of lube and pored some into his hands, rubbing them a bit to warm the lubricant then back to my body where I felt a finger enter me. Feeling how easily my body gave way I lost most of my fear. After all, if I had been sleeping with this guy since I was 15 it was probably not going to hurt much right? Then another finger entered me and my thoughts were lost as I let out a moan. He fingered and stretched me until he could fit 3 fingers inside of me, I moaned and squirmed with pleasure the entire time.

“So you ready lover boy?” he asked, his eyes filled with lust and need.

“Yes...please...fill me,” I whispered, my body taking control for my poor brain and leaving me with hardly the ability to speak.

“Gladly.” and he did.

I felt his large member enter me, it felt amazing. He moved slowly and I felt every inch. Starting with the thickness of his tip until he had filled me. Then he started moving. I was lost in a world of pleasure as he skillfully hit my prostrate time after time. We tried our best to stay quiet, as we were in the dorms, but all too soon he whispered in my ear, “I’m gonna come,” and he did. The feeling of him coming and having been hard since he first started to take off my pants, I came too and we collapsed together.

He pulled himself out of me and lay next to me pulling me close to him. He gently played with my hair as he asked, “So did you enjoy that?” with a cocky grin on his face.

I smiled sleepily up at him, “Fuck yes.” and I soon found myself drifting into dream land, praying to any listening gods that when I woke up nothing would be changed.

~~end Ch.1

Sorry it’s a bit short. First Sex scene I have ever written, what do you think?
Sorry if you are confused, much will be explained at the beginning of the next chapter, I promise.