Mark Allen was a College Student in between his Junior and Senior year of Undergrad. Many would suspect that at 21 Mark was living through his "glory days" . This could not be farther from the truth. Mark, from a decent white middle class family, was struggling through mountains of student debt. While his family made a decent sum of money, the costs of an education was far too much for his family to pay for.
Mark had been struggling for the past couple weeks to find a decent paying summer job to help pay off the mountain of student loans he had accumulated. Mark had a job waiting for him at his friend's landscaping business where he had been working for the past 5 summers, but the $7.25 an hour wage wouldn't put a dent into the $200,000 in loans he had accumulated. Mark looked all over town, but alas he could not find a single job that paid better than $7.25.
Figuring that there was nothing else left to do, Mark once again joined his friend Dan's Landscaping business. The work sucked, it was hard, and it was backbreaking, but Mark enjoyed the time he got to spend with his friend Dan.
Most of all Mark enjoyed Thursday mornings.
On Thursday mornings Mark and Dan were blessed with the opportunity to landscape the home of Mrs. Robinson. Mrs. Robinson was arguably the sexiest woman in town. She stood 5'8, had long legs, a killer rack, and a nice ass. She was essentially every boy's wet dream.
On that fateful she was sitting outside enjoying a cool glass of what appeared to be a Mojito. Accompanying the drink was her tight pink dress that feel slightly above her thighs and was accompanied by some extremely high pink heels.
Dan and Mark kept glancing over to Mrs. Robinson who continued to watch the boys work outside. Mark lived a few blocks from Mrs. Robinson, but she recognized Mark. As Mark slaved away working on Mrs. Robinson's bushes he heard a call from inside,
"You look pretty sweaty Mr. Allen. Why don't you come in for a drink?"
Mark turned around and saw Mrs. Robinson standing in the entryway of her extravagant home.
Mark, not wanting to be rude, entered the Robinson home. Mark followed Mrs. Robinson gleefully as he watched her strut down the hallway into the kitchen. Mrs. Robinson grabbed a glass from high up in the cabinet. Mrs. Robinson poured the glass and handed it to Mark. Not wanting to be rude, Mark accepted.
"Thank you Mrs. Robinson." Mark politely said.
"Call me Claire" She responded.
"Thanks....Claire" Mark replied.
"So how do you like doing my landscaping Mr. Allen?" Claire asked
"It's not too bad. Just really hot out. Pay sucks too."
"You looking for money Mr. Allen?"
"Well I have a bunch of student loans so yeah...I need some money."
A grin came over Mrs. Robinson's sexy face, "Well you're in luck. I have an extra job opportunity for you."
"Really?! That'd be great!" Mark exclaimed. "What would I have to do?"
"It's pretty simple Mr. Allen. You'd just have to look over my house for a month while I take a little vacation. It should only take a month. You'll also get to work at my business. All in all you'll be paid $50,000."
"$50,000! Holy shit! That's awesome. I'll start immediately."
Mrs. Robinson's smile grew a little wider. Before you start you just need to sign this contract here. Its about liability and such. If you keep my house in good order then you have nothing to worry about."
Mark absent mindedly took the pen and signed the document.
"Great. Now before I leave on my vacation I'm going to give you a gift."
"A gift?" Mark questioned.
Mrs. Robinson took Mark's hand and led him into the living room. She told Mark to sit down and he did as told. Mrs. Robinson then began to seductively dance in front of Mark.
"What are you doing? Isn't Mr. Robinson going to be home?" Mark questioned the seductive woman.
"Not until 8 pm tonight." she replied.
Mark couldn't believe what was happening, but he knew that he was going to enjoy every second of it.
Claire then took off her dress revealing her incredible fit and sexy body dressed in yellow bra and tight thong panties. http://img.barelist.com/images/hosted/tg...
She then strutted over to Mark and got down on her knees. Mark had a feeling as to what would happen next, but he still couldn't believe it. Claire undid Mark's belt and pulled down his pants revealing his now erect 7 inch dick. Before Mark could say anything Mrs. Robinson plunged Mark's dick into her mouth. Mark was at a loss for words. He was experiencing so much pleasure in fact that he laid his head back and closed his eyes in pleasure.
As Mark moaned he suddenly felt something enter his mouth and poke the back of his throat. Mark gagged and withdrew the object in his mouth. He opened his eyes and was shocked at what he saw. In front of him was a man's crotch with his penis exposed and covered in what looked to be spit. More confusing was the fact that a long, tan, arm leading to a manicured hand was grasping the dick. Even worse was the fact that Mark could feel his hand holding the dick, which meant the female arm was now his.
"What the fuck?" Mark yelled out.
He looked up and saw his old male body, with Claire's head resting on its shoulders.
"What the fuck is going on?" Mark questioned still holding what had been his erect penis.
"You signed the contract Mr. Allen. To look after my home and work at my business. The full details including the fact that we would switch heads and lives was in the fine print of the contract you signed. I am a Succubus. I have been alive for the past 800 years moving from body to body through this head switching procedure. You just became my monthly stop off. You have to now assume my role as Mrs. Robinson for a month while I take a vacation."
"This is not right! I can't be a woman!" Mark yelled.
"Too bad sweetie you signed the contract."
"Well I don't have to carry it out!" Mark yelled as he attempted to stand up in the ridiculously high heels his female body now wore. As he stood up he suddenly lost control of his body.
"What's going on?" Mark questioned.
Suddenly his body squatted back down in its heels in a remarkably flexible fashion. One of Mark's hands reached out and began to stroke his former penis.
"Why can't I do anything?" Mark yelled further.
Suddenly Mark couldn't speak, but words began to fly out of his mouth, "I'm going to suck your big cock Mark."
Mark's mouth then opened and plunged onto what had been his cock. Mark couldn't control what he was doing as he continued to expertly suck his former cock while stroking it with one of his new manicured hands.
Claire began to speak as Mark continued to suck his former cock, "The last section of the contract was for breach of contract. If you breach the contract you lose control of your body and have to do what I want you to do. No matter where I am and where you are I will know what you are doing, and I will control what you do and what you say. Now that I've told you all the aspects of the contract I think you should finish the job I started. Also be sure to call yourself Claire for now. Everyone will see you as me so you best get used to it."
Mark began to cry and tears rolled down his cheeks as he continued to suck his former member. Claire forced him to moan as he continued the blowjob.
Suddenly Mark's other arm began to grope his new body. Claire spoke up again, "Oh yeah. Its probably best you get accustom to your new form so I'll feel around for you." Mark could feel his hand cupping both of his breasts, and then it moved onto his smooth thighs and shapely ass. Lastly the hand moved to his crotch and began to finger his new pussy. Mark continued to moan as Claire forced him to insert three fingers into his now soaking wet crotch.
Mark began to feel like he was going to orgasm, when suddenly cum exploded into his mouth. Claire, still controlling the helpless Mark, forced him to deepthroat the dick as the waves of cum spurted into the back of his throat.
When the ordeal was finished Mark felt control return and wiped the excess cum off of his mouth. Standing up and wobbling in his heels Mark began to sob.
Claire, with a smirk on her face, told Mark before departing, "Make sure you clean up and get dressed. Your husband will be home later."
Claire then walked out of the home leaving Mark standing in his thong and bra exposed to the elements.
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