By this time, Latisha was both amused and aroused by all the kinky swaps she'd been making between males and female, reversing the traditional gender roles, such as breast feeding and such. It was just such a turn on, and yes... Latisha was curious as to what being a guy would feel like, but she wasn't all too eager to entrust her teenage body to the majority of the boys/men in her neighborhood. A lot of them were gangbangers, drug pushers, or just straight up losers. However, there were exceptions, and Latisha soon saw one of these exceptions when she passed the 'Close Cut' barber's shop. Latisha had long since had a crush on Darryl Willis, the 6'3", well built and handsome guy who worked at the barber's shop as an apprentice to the 60-year old owner Clive 'Dreads' Driscoll.
"Hey Tisha, how you going girl?" Darryl greeted her as she damn near skipped up to him on the street corner. Latisha's focus was now solely on Darryl, after she'd quickly swapped the heads of a couple of kids (an 11-year old boy and his 10-year old female cousin) playing with a basketball on the street corner opposite.
"I'm good, thanks!" Latisha gushed, eagerly eyeing up the bulge in Darryl's navy-colored long shorts. Latisha knew Darryl was a little old for her, he was 20 years old after all. But it was only four years, Latisha held out hope that he'd go for her at some point. "You're looking good!" She complimented him, causing Darryl to look down at himself and smile, jokingly flexing a bicep.
"I always look good girl." He laughed.
Now Latisha had a choice. She could keep hitting on Darryl, smothering him in compliments in the hope that he would some day date her... or at least fuck her brains out. Or... she could 'borrow' Darryl's body and see just what it was like being a guy, especially a well built one. If anything, Darryl was the only guy for some distance she would actually entrust her body too, since she didn't think he had a girlfriend, since splitting with Denise, his crush from high school, after four years together. Latisha's curiosity was always going to win out in the end. After Darryl had finished his next sentence, Latisha managed to zap herself with the remote, then she zapped Darryl when his attention was briefly elsewhere. A quick flash later and Latisha was disorientated, she blinked her eyes a couple of times and then looked 'down' at Darryl, who's head was now fastened to her 5'5", curvy teenage body. Oh my god... it worked!! Latisha thought, her eyes bulging as her new crotch did the same thing. She felt an immediately stirring in her boxers as the huge 8-inch cock inside them hardened into an instant erection. Oh fuck... YES...oh god...
"Tisha, you good?" Darryl asked, frowning as he saw Latisha making funny facial expressions.
"Oh uhh... yeah... I'm... oooh... fine!" Latisha said, smiling and trying to talk normally as her boner tented her shorts. She bit her bottom lip and then looked down at her crush again, as he fumbled with her former bra strap with one hand.
"And what the hell is this thing?" Darryl asked, frowning as he looked at the remote in his feminine hand.
"Oh... thanks, that's mine." Latisha snatched the head swapper back, not wanting to lose possession of it and leave herself stuck. Although, the way she was feeling now... being stuck with her head on Darryl's muscular, tall and well-hung body would not be the worst thing to happen, for sure.
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