I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

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I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby Sen Oluguat » Wed Apr 07, 2021 8:01 pm

I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife
By Sen Oluguat

I caught sight of the couple at the swimming pool. They were both young and attractive, and after a quick scan of their minds I could tell they had recently become married.

The woman was blonde, had the tits and ass of a supermodel and seemed to be a “Family Nurse Practitioner.” (Her brain was practically buzzing with excitement about that last fact.) The guy was tall, dark and handsome and seemed to be a high powered lawyer making more money than he knew what to do with.

I walked up to the couple.

“I’m going to fuck your wife,” I said to the man.

“What did you say?” he said, clearly ready to get confrontational.

“Your wife is hot,” I said. “I’m going to fuck her.”

The man stood up, clearly ready to throw a punch or two, but I reached into his brain and he sat down against his will.

“You can’t do this!” he said.

“Watch me,” I said simply looking around for a good vessel to put him in.

A young bellboy passed by, pimply and just trying to make a little cash over the summer. I held the pattern of the bellboy’s mind in my head, and held the pattern of the man’s mind and I remapped both of their brains. I swapped their personalities, memories, everything.

“What the fuck,” the bellboy’s body said. “What did you do to me? Why can I see myself?”

He was looking at his old attractive body. I flipped a few switches in the bellboy’s brain, and he went back to his work completely unaware that he was not in his original body.

The man stood there in his tiny, pathetic teenaged body, but his mind wouldn’t let him attack me or do anything.

“I won’t let you do whatever it is that you’re trying to do!” the woman said.

“Oh, I don’t need your permission,” I said matter-of-factly. “Now lets see… You two are high school sweethearts, and are on your honeymoon. That’s lovely! A romantic story for the ages.”

“You’ll never come between us!” the pimply boy said to me. “What my wife and I have is an unbreakable bond. We’re soulmates.”

I thoughtfully stroked my chin. “Fascinating. I’ve never met soulmates before! I wonder, if you two were to meet again, would you still fall in love with each other? What if I rolled back your memories to the day you first met?”

I poked and prodded through their minds, finding the day they met. They had both been 16, and had been put into a group together for a science class, and had flirted the entire class period. Afterwards, he had asked her out and the rest was history. I honed in on this memory, and looked at all of the mental connections they had made since then. All of the memories.

I began unraveling these connections bit by bit. They both had dazed expressions as years of dating, growing together and supporting each other disappeared. Their first kiss. Senior prom. Deciding to go to different colleges. Realizing that they didn’t want to be apart, and switching colleges to be together. Thousands of evenings spent hanging out, loving each other, supporting each other.

At the same time, I zipped around their educations, rolling them back to the right state. Law school and medical school faded little by little. Then undergrad, and finally the last two years of high school.

When I was done, they were mentally in exactly the same place they were that day in class. I made the two of them ignore the resort around them, and the changes to their own bodies and had them pantomime the science experiment they performed that day.

Things didn’t go as they did last time.

“Hi,” the pimply young boy said awkwardly. “I’m Tom. I don’t think I’ve seen you in my classes before.”

The woman, now with her 16 year old mind tried to hide her disgust at the boys appearance. “Um, hi, I guess. My name’s Stephanie!” she shook his hand and tried not to shudder at his touch. “Yeah, I recently moved out here. My dad’s in the army, and we have to move a lot. I think he’s hoping to settle down here, though.”

“That would be cool. If you got to stay here, I mean,” the boy said.

“Yeah, so anyway, why don’t we just get this science experiment done, huh?” Stephanie said.

The two of them “worked” in silence, “writing” down the result. Tom clearly liked Stephanie’s mature 20-something body, but his awkward attempts at flirting were all falling flat. Not only was Tom’s new body pimply, but it was gangly and not very attractive.

Things were turning out completely differently from how they had originally played out.

The two of them finished up the assignment, and Tom asked if Stephanie wanted to go out some time.

“Uh, wow, that’s, um, really sweet, but I already have a boyfriend,” Stephanie lied.

“Oh, I’m sorry!” Tom said. “I-, I had no idea, really.”

“No, no, it’s cool!” Stephanie said. “But maybe we can be friends or something.”

I froze the two of them in space. I entered Tom’s mind, and brought back his adult mind and original memories, but I sure didn’t let him forget the new way things played out here.

I unfroze Tom.

“Wow, I guess you two weren’t soul mates after all. What a shame!” I said in mock sadness. “But now, here’s the good news. I’m going to make you invisible and inaudible to your wife, I’m going to take away your ability to speak, and I’m going to force you to follow us and watch as I fuck her.”

“Please don’t!” he said, pleadingly.

I made a “zip your lip motion”, while playing around with the speech center of his brain. He opened his mouth again, but no sound came out.

Then I made it so that Stephanie was able to notice her surrounding and her new body, and I unfroze her.

“Hello, Stephanie. I’ve granted you your wish!” I said excitedly.

“My… wish?” she said, looking around herself confused.

“Last night, you wished to see what your life was going to be like when you were all grown up and out of college. And here you are!”

Stephanie looked around in wide eyed amazement, then looked down at herself.

“Oh my gosh! I actually have boobies!” she was cupping her chest. “I thought I’d never fill out.”

“Yeah, and that’s not all that changed. Do you want to come up to my room? There’s a mirror there if you want to get a better look.”

“Of course I do!” Stephanie said excitedly. “Let’s go.”

I led her up towards her and Tom’s room - it happened to be the honeymoon suite. Tom, unbeknownst to Stephanie followed the two of us mutely.

She opened the door, and admired the spacious suite. I led her to the mirror.

“Wow,” she said. “Is that really me?”

“It is,” I said. “Why don’t I give you a little privacy so you can examine your new body.”

I messed with her brain, so I would be as invisible and as inaudible as Tom now was, and watched.

She took off her bikini and examined her new breasts.

“They’re so big,” she said. Then she jumped experimentally. She quickly stopped and winced a little. “Oof, didn’t realize it would hurt when they bounce.”

That was no fun. I decided to knock a few standard deviations off of her IQ, and increased her pain tolerance.

She started jumping again and giggled. “Yay! I have big, bouncy boobies. Thank you mister genie!”

Genie? That’s the first time I’ve gotten that one. Oh, well. I can roll with ‘genie.’

She pulled down her bikini, and examined her pussy.

“It’s so hairy,” she said. “Maybe, I should, like, get it shaved.”

She turned around in front of the mirror several times, admiring herself. I walked over to her suitcase and knocked it over.

She looked over and saw the clothes that had spilled out on the floor.

“Ooh, clothes! I wonder if they’ll fit me?” she said.

She pulled a lacy bra and panties out, and I could tell from searching Tom’s mind that the two of them had worn these quite a bit in their intimate moments. I looked over at Tom.

“I feel for you, buddy,” I said to him. “I can see the way your brain is lighting up seeing those.”

Stephanie put the bra and panties on and returned to the mirror.

“Ooh, I’m so sexy!” she said. “I can’t believe this is what I’ll look like when I’m a grown up.”

She went back and I watched as she tried on every outfit in her suitcase. When she was in a comfortable evening dress that showed off her cleavage, and seemed to constantly threaten to give a peak of her panties, I made myself visible to her again.

“Enjoying yourself?” I asked.

“Oh yes!” she said. “Back in the past, I’ve got tiny boobies and a pancake ass. But I can’t believe that when I grow up, I’m going to have an amazing body like this. Can you tell me anything else about my life? What kind of job do I have?”

I raised my eyebrows. “What kind of job do you want?” I again knocked her intelligence down a few notches.

Her empty, vacant eyes narrowed. She was clearly deep in concentration, trying to think about what she wanted, but she seemed to be stuck with a permanently naive expression that prevented her from looking serious or intelligent.

“Um…” she said. “Well, I kind of wanted to be a nurse so I could help people, but then I remembered that I’d have to go to school for a totally long time, and that sounds boring and hard. So instead Mr. Genie, I wish to be a dancer!”

I couldn’t disappoint her. I sifted through the psychic fields around the hotel, looking at every soul in a mile radius. Eventually, I found an escort who had experience as an exotic dancer. Close enough.

I took Stephanie’s memories of being a Family Nurse Practitioner and I gave them to the escort, and then I ripped out the escorts memories and put them into Stephanie. Then I rewired Stephanie’s memories year by year, combining them with this new employment history. However, the escort was only 19, so I stopped Stephanie at that mental age.

“Your wish is my command,” I said.

“Oh my gosh,” Stephanie said excitedly. “You’re that Genie guy from back in high school!”

Meanwhile, I checked in to watch what was happening with the former escort. She had apparently slapped her date, and left him. She was preparing to leave the hotel altogether, and with that, my range of control. Well that was no good. I increased her libido and made her lust intensely after her date. Then I erased her date’s memory of the slap.

That should keep them busy for a while.

“At your service,” I replied to Stephanie. “Is there anything else I can do?”

Stephanie looked at me and bit her lips. “Well, there is one more thing I want. I wish you would fuck me, genie.”

“As you wish,” I said, and went in to kiss her.

I looked over to Tom, and could see the turmoil of his mind. His wife was kissing another man, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Stephanie giggled. “I’ve been an escort and an exotic dancer ever since I dropped out of high school, but I’ve never, you know, actually done it with anyone.”

I shook my head. “Don’t worry, with my *ahem* genie magic, I can make sure your first time is perfect.”

I kissed her again, and started getting handsy with her. As I did so, I rewired her nerves for maximum pleasure. Her entire nervous system was being overloaded with pleasure now.

I turned to Tom who was mutely shouting at me, and uselessly trying to get closer. I decided to let him briefly speak.

“Stop it! Make her remember me. Put us back to normal! Please, I’m begging you. I’ll do anything. Do you want money? I’ve got money!”

Stephanie didn’t hear him, but I decided to ask her a question.

“Don’t you think it would be so much hotter if someone was watching us?”

Stephanie looked confused. “What do you mean?”

I rewired her brain.

“Oh,” she said. “Yeah, that’s so hot!”

I snapped my fingers and made Tom mute, but visible and audible to Stephanie once more.

“Our audience, my lady.”

“Oh, wow,” Stephanie said, purring. “That guy looks so angry that I’m fucking you. Who, like, is he?”

“Do you want to know?” I asked.

“I don’t really care,” she said. “It’s just making me so hot knowing he’s here getting bothered about us fucking. Watching our every move. I’m getting so wet, and I need you inside me right now!”

I was only too happy to oblige. Our clothes were soon on the floor, and I savored her nude form beneath me. She really was spectacular.

She was greedily looking at my erect cock. She needed it, couldn’t wait.

I looked over to Tom, who was jumping up and down at this point, trying to convey a message to Stephanie. However, she wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shack at the moment, so the message was completely lost on her.

Enough fanfare!

I slid into her tight, wet pussy. She moaned.

Soon I was fucking her. Her nervous system was still overclocked, and as I fucked her she felt more pleasure than is usually physically possible without hard drugs.

Despite her “virginity” she was an amazing lay, and I glanced up to see Tom still upset at his wife being fucked by another man. He really should be enjoying this, I thought. I decided to give him the libido of a horny 15 year old.

In spite of himself, he was getting hard.

“Do you like that?” Stephanie said to him. “I bet you do. I bet you find me so fucking hot, making love to this man.”

Tom had stopped trying to get Stephanie’s attention at this point, and was clearly disgusted at his own hormonal reaction to seeing his wife get fucked. He was clearly aroused, but didn’t want to do anything about it.

Stephanie and I continued to fuck, but as her breathing was getting hotter and heavier, I decided to force Tom to have a little fun. I increased his desire to masturbate to this scene with each second, until it was too much for him and he couldn’t help but drop his trousers and start fapping to the sight of me fucking his wife.

However, I also took away his ability to cum. No matter how furiously he masturbated, he would remain sexually frustrated after watching us.

And I made him watch us for a good 40 minutes.

Stephanie was approaching orgasm now, and I rooted through her mind to ensure that it would be out of this world. The pressure built and built until-

“Of my god!” she said. “Oh, fuck.”

Her brain exploded into a symphony of pleasure. She experienced so much pleasure that she was left fuckdrunk, not even capable of thinking or reacting much to what was around her.

I soon came inside of her, and then rolled off of her, leaving her as a quivering puddle in the middle of the bed.

I walked over to Tom and gave him a slap on the back.

“Thanks for being a good sport about all this,” I said. “Now, I’m going to turn you all back to normal.”

He gave a sigh of relief.

I searched around for the bellhop and escort in order to switch back minds and memories of employment. However, much to my surprise it seemed the bellhop’s shift was over, and the escort and her date had both left the premises.

Oh, well.

“Ah, sorry Tom,” I said. “I was going to put you both right, but it looks like that’s not possible anymore. I’ll do the next best thing though!”

Tom was a 17 year old with the mind of a grown man, and Stephanie was a grown woman with the mind of a 19 year old. I could fix that.

I rolled Tom’s maturity back and suppressed his memories of being a high powered attorney with a sexy wife. I crafted a new story for him - Stephanie was his step mom, who had recently become widowed after marrying his father. Tom was a virgin who was practically addicted to porn. Now Tom lusted after his step mom, and loved to hide out in her closet and watch while she fucked the men she escorted for.

Stephanie, I rewired back to her original age. With her lower IQ and life history as an escort and exotic dancer, she was far from the sharply intelligent nurse she had started as. She knew that her stepson Tom liked to watch her when she was with her clients, but it just made things that much hotter for her.

“There you go!” I said happily. “A happy family, reunited at last. Good luck!”

And with those words, I walked out of their lives.
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Re: I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby Lewdsmith » Thu Apr 08, 2021 9:09 am

Really enjoyed this one. You're incredible at handling this very specific combination of age regression, relationship alteration and humiliation, all themes which I love very much especially when they're all featured together. Can't get enough of these kinds of stories, so thank you for writing and posting this!
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Re: I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby audipwr87 » Fri Apr 09, 2021 2:02 am

This was a fantastic read! I always love a change in relationship! Pushes all the right buttons!
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Re: I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby uttg » Tue Apr 13, 2021 1:59 pm

Great story. Any chance of adding Tg next story?
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Re: I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby SunnyMoonbeam » Tue Apr 13, 2021 9:33 pm

This is a really unique take and a style I absolutely adore. Although the kinks presented here, and the way they're presented, aren't really my thing...the execution is excellent. It's blunt, almost to the point of parody, right down to the title being so matter of fact and simplistic. Our narrator knows precisely what he wants, and he knows he can get it, and it's never a question of if or when but rather how he will achieve it. And that's what I really dig about this piece; although the Narrator's powers are immense based on the glimpses we get of them, it's clear they're as second nature to him as blinking, so we only get the most sparse of details. Just enough to whet the appetite and get the mind whirring with all the possibilities, but not quite enough to ever fully rob us of our sense of awe towards those powers, or the erotic potential therein. Really great stuff, I've been a fan for ages, Sen Oluguat, and it feels to me like you get better and better with each work.
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Re: I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby Hongo1000 » Fri Apr 16, 2021 3:52 am

I have nejoyed the story a lot
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Re: I'm Going to Fuck Your Wife (mc, swap, ar, iq, dg, hm)

Postby Maon » Fri Apr 16, 2021 4:03 am

Thank you for the great story.
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