Anthony's Reward Story (His Last Chance)

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His Last Chance

Tired from the long flight, I amble out of the front doors to the arrival terminal.

Pleased that the evening spring air was gentle on my old bones, I start searching for my granddaughter

Pushing my glasses tight to my face, I soon realize the rush everyone appears to be in. It’s not like back home!

“Grandpa!” an excited scream scares me from behind.

Turning as quickly as my creaky hips would allow, I see Belle holding her hands together and giving me a wide-eyed smile.

“I’m so happy you’ve come to visit!” she cheers, throwing her youthful arms around me.

“Hi sweety,” I reply, gently putting my arms around her.

As we both embrace for a moment or two, Belle finally lets me go.

“I know it’s spring break and all, but we can deffo hang out during the day Grandpa!” Belle says, tucking loose hairs behind her ears. “I’m just so happy you’ve got out the house!”

“Thanks love,” I answer, rubbing my sore hip. “Shall we head back to your house? I’m feeling pretty tired after the journey!

“Absolutely!” Belle yells, throwing her hand up to hail a taxi. “I can’t wait for you to meet Jake, my boyfriend.”

Flagging down a taxi, she helps me load my single bag into the trunk. Ten to twenty minutes later, we are at her apartment door and she shows me in.

The apartment is empty currently, but I can hear the distant rumble of party music.

“Parties already?” I ask, shaking my head.

“Yeah……?” Belle replies, giving me a playful look. “I hope it doesn’t disturb you too much.”

“No problem,” I reply, giving her a wink. “I’ve got a plan to regain my youth…”

“Oh, you have,” Belle laughs, walking into the kitchenette. “What's that then?”

I’d come across a store on my travels that sold many interesting trinkets. The items in particular that I’ve waited to try out, are the two matching necklaces I have in my possession. One is around my neck and the other in my pocket.

It’s been said that If two people wear the neckless at the same time, their souls will transfer into each other's bodies.

After my dear Agatha passed away, I’d been so desperate to live it large for one more night.

My Granddaughter was the perfect candidate. I could transfer into her body and live her life large for one day without causing any damage.

My plan was the drug her and perform the bodyswap. Knowing it was spring break, I could use her body to have fun before she woke in my body. I’d transfer back before she even knew what had happened!

She’d never know and I’d get my last wish!

Was I pleased that I was going to be a young female? No, not so much, but at least it would be a new experience. Was going to be interesting having that beautiful long blonde hair, those lush lips, her long smooth legs, and her sumptuous chest.

“Grandpa……?” Belle asks loud. “Are you listening?”

“Huh…?” I replied, snapping out of my daydream.

“Do you want a coffee?” she enquires

“Sure,” I huff, lowering myself carefully into a nearby chair.

Watching Belle move around in the kitchen, I couldn’t help but take note of the skimpy dress she was wearing. Don’t get me wrong, she looks lovely.

With it being tight to her body and short to reveal her long legs, I knew most girls would be jealous of her.

Knowing what I had planned, I wasn’t too keen to wake up wearing that outfit! The heels alone would be just awful.

“Here we go,” say says, gently placing two coffees on the table next to me. “Mines the one with the milk”

“Oh Hunny,” I say, giving her a naughty smile. “Have you any cookies to go with it?”

“Probably,” she chirps, spinning on the spot and letting her long hair flick out wildly. “Let me go look.”

Belle now looking in the kitchen cupboards, I knew this was my chance to spike my own drink. Reaching into my jacket pocket, I pull out the drug and pour it gently into my coffee.

I knew the timings would have to be perfect. As soon as I felt drowsy, I’d have to get her to put on the necklace.

Quickly hiding the evidence, Belle comes back over with a chocolate cookie in hand.

“Here we are!” she smiles, standing next to the chair, passing me one.

Hiding my excitement, I take a big glug of the foul-tasting coffee.

“So you’ll be sleeping in the spare room,” Belle says, pointing down the hallway. “I hope that’s ok.”

Already feeling my stomach churning, I knew it was time to act fast.

Slipping the ornate beaded necklace from my pocket, I hold it up to her.

“I brought you something,” I say, thrusting it into her hands. “Please try it on for me. Your Grandma wanted to give it to you!”

Looking down, I could see she wasn’t best pleased with how the necklace looked. I guess its chunky appearance didn’t really match the swanky party dress she had on.

Now feeling the effects of the drug, I could feel my eyes becoming heavy.

“Please!” I desperately plea. “I’d love to see you with it on!”

Giving me a wry smile, she unclasps it and puts it around her neck.

“Not something I’d wear,” Belle comments, reaching behind her neck and doing up the clasps.

Allowing it to drop around her exposed chest, she looks up at smiles.

“Tada!” she giggles. “Does it look good on me……?”

Knowing I was passing out, I couldn’t fight the tiredness anymore. I hear Belle screaming as the lights go out.

The next thing I know, I’m kneeling on the floor.

My head felt sore and my body felt so very different. So very youthful and full of energy!

Looking down, the very first thing I see is two long smooth legs holding me up.

“It worked!” I scream with Belle’s higher-pitched voice.

Holding her slender hands out in front of my eyes, her bright red manicured nails catch my attention.

“This is going to take some getting used to,” I comment, gently touching my know soft feminine fingers.”

Knowing it was like the elephant in the room, I couldn’t help but feel so empty downstairs. I was also very distracted by the dense, very sensitive mounds hanging from my chest.

Cautiously running a single hand down towards the bottom of my black dress, I want to touch my vagina. I want to know how it feels.

Just as I built the courage to touch it, a loud male voice scares the life out of me.

“Belle?” the man entering the apartment asks, looking down at me confused. “Why are you down on the floor. Are you ok?”

Looking up at the tall, dark hair guy, I wonder who he must be.

As I stand and wobble in Belle’s high heels, she quickly shifts to catch me. His large hands holding my skinny narrow waist, I felt just so very awkward.

“Whoa babe,” he giggles, holding me tight. “How many drinks have you had!?”

Blushing like a silly teenager, I look away from his glaring eyes.

“Is that you’re granddad?” He asks, gently letting my sides go. “Can’t believe he’s asleep already. Poor old guy.”

“Yeah…….,” I answer, looking down at my very own body looking so peaceful. “He said he was feeling a bit sleepy. I told him you wouldn’t mind if he closed his eyes for a bit.”

Taking hold of my sides again, He pulls me close and buries me into his chest. I have to look up to look him in the eyes.

His body seemed so large to mine. He felt so much more powerful than me.

“So,” he says softly, brushing his fingers through my now very long lush hair. “You wanna go hang out in your room for a bit?”

Not giving me a second to even answer him, he lowers his face and plants a kiss directly onto my lips.

Taken back, I freeze on the spot. A guy just kissed me!

“Don’t look so frightened Belle,” he ~playfully comments, kissing me a second time. “It’s me, Jake….your boyfriend.”

Feeling the blood rush to my cheeks, I stand staring at him in a fluster.

“I know,” I answer back, feeling unexpected wetness appear between my legs.

Belle’s vagina is responding to his affections! Oh wait, right now it’s my vagina!

“Shall we then?” Jake asks sensually, as he gently kisses me on the neck.

This wasn’t what I’d planned, but my body was responding in such new and exciting ways. I’d never felt such an urge to have a penis buried deep inside me!

“God that feels good!” I moan, with Jake kissing me softly.

Even if my body was desperate for it, I still couldn’t get past the fact a man is kissing me! I’m not gay and never have been!

Just as I think of pushing him away, Jake slowly unzips the back of my dress. In one swift smooth motion, he pulls the dress clean off me.

As my long hair falls around my face, I look down at my exposed body.

Belle’s supple young breasts blocking my view really swung it home that I’m really not a man anymore.

“Baby!” Jake giggles, gently throwing my dress to the side. “You’re not wearing any panties!”

Stunned by the fact I’m standing almost naked in front of my old body, I look up at Jake and growl.

“Jake!” I whine, throwing hands down to cover my vagina! “Not in front of her!

Grabbing one of my hands, Jake laughs.

“Oh yeah,” he chuckles, looking sheepish at my old body. “You mean not in front of your grandad don’t you!”

Seconds later, Jake pulls me down the corridor and into a nearby bedroom. It must have been Belle’s bedroom by all the feminine garb around the room.

Closing the door behind me, Jake pats and squeezes my exposed ass.

“That ass girl!” he moans. “Bend it over for me!”

Not even giving me a second to acclimatize to the room, Jake runs his masculine hands around my hips and pushes me towards the bed.

Letting out a very girly squeal, Jake then pushes my back with force and has me bent over the side of the bed. Holding myself up with my hands, I have to blow strands of hair from my face.

“Quicky baby?” Jake asks, gently slapping my thick rounded ass.

“Err…..” I mutter, not being totally sure I want to!

I’d never been dominated once when I was married. I’d always been the one bending over my wife. Now here I am, pushing my sexy little ass into the air like a good submissively little bitch

“You feel ready,” Jake says commandingly, as he causes me to jump by feeling  the sensitive lips of my vagina

“Ready……?” I mumble, almost terrified of the situation.

“Baby,” Jake says, running his hand up my back and leaning in towards me. “I can stop if you aren’t up for this?”

Breathing slowly, I take it all in. From my bra, trying its best to hold the weight of my tits hanging from my chest. To the wetness seeping from my desperate to be penetrated vagina.

“Be…gentle” I whisper back.

That’s when I feel his cock open me up like a battering ram. I could feel every inch of him slide deep into my accepting pissy

It was an incredible feeling!

“Oh My!” I whine out.

Thrusting, he makes me beg for more.

The pleasure was becoming like a drug to me! How was I ever going to give this up!

No way could I give something like this up!

“Fuck!” I scream out in pleasure. “I want this forever!”