The complete bundled Wrong Potion Trilogy. Three sexy erotic stories rolled into one package.
All John and Mike wanted was a love potion and to get laid over the weekend. When John didn't ask the right questions and picked up the wrong potion though, their entire weekend is changed. The potion turns them both into lose and wild women, ready to get down with each other and nearly anybody they come across.
This series is an erotic tale intended for mature readers interested in the sexual exploits of two gender swapped men.
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“Mike are you alright?”John grabbed Mike’s hand to help him stand.
“Yeah, I’m alright,” said a woman’s voice through Mike‘s mouth. Mike cleared his throat and repeated the statement, only to have the exact same voice. As he stood up, he felt his pants and boxers fall right off his much slimmer waist. He looked down, and saw his chest, only to see two bosoms concealed by a baggy shirt. He reached up and felt them, they were nice. “Oh shit, I’m a-a”
“A woman.”John looked at the half bottle of potion and put it on a shelf.
Mike looked down and leaned his head forward to see past his gorgeous breasts. His shirt still covered his crotch, but only barely. He reached down and moved it aside, and found not a penis, but another set of lips. She jumped at the touch, apparently they were very sensitive too. She pressed the finger past the hood, feeling her warm juices on her finger, as well her cool finger moving inside her folds. Mike knew the general workings of the female anatomy, but never been on this side of it before.It was amazing. It was like being a virgin all over again.
As Mike’s breathing increased, her nipples tightened against her shirt, and she put a hand to her breast. She could feel most of the details of her nipple through the thin t-shirt, but it wasn‘t enough. She took the shirt off and threw it across the room.Her nipple tingled even more as she touched it with her cool fingers. She half closed her eyes from the pleasure and let out a soft moan. “I see you’re enjoying your new form,” John said. It snapped her out of her reverie, but she was still horny.
“Am I hot?”
“Oh yes.” John couldn’t take his eyes off her breasts, except to occasionally glance at where her legs met. Mike couldn’t help but look down at John, and notice his cock yearning to be freed in his tight jeans.John looked hot, a way Mike never thought of John before.