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A Swap and a Cheat

For Inscrutable

By Draconicon

Sadie had had a good night back in the old neighborhood and a better night out. Some old friends had come by and taken her out to a series of different bars just away from the suburbs, and she'd had perhaps too much to drink. Probably not, considering that she didn't have a headache when she opened her eyes, but it'd felt that way last night. The mouse smiled, stretched her arms overhead -

And then froze as she took a second look at her arms. They weren't the usually gray-silver fur that she was used to looking at, but instead a yellow-brown-tan, almost...golden. Sadie slowly sat up, looking down, and wasn't too surprised to see that the color spread further down her body, thick and lustrous through golden locks of fuzz rather than the short, slightly bristly fur she was used to seeing. She chuckled, hefting the bigger pair of breasts greeting her through the nightshirt that she had most definitely not worn last night.

"Well, well, well. Hello again, Mrs. Chumbley."

Well, that explained why she wasn't dealing with a raging hangover. This body hadn't been out drinking. She imagined that Mrs. Chumbley would be waking up in her body later with a pounding headache, and her smile faded as she imagined that and winced in sympathy. Even though she got to skip out on the consequences, her old English teacher didn't.

Still, at least she got to enjoy her body. She slid out of bed, taking the time to marvel at herself. It wasn't the first time that they had body-swapped. Ever since Mrs. Chumbley had found that idol that Mr. Chumbley had brought back from some dig site or other in the attic, they'd suffered random swaps from time to time. It usually lasted for about twenty-four hours per swap, but there were ways to speed that up. Theoretically. Going through Mr. Chumbley's notes, they had put together a few hypotheses for it, but -

Ring ring. Ring ring.

Sadie turned from the reflection of the naked, well-endowed, slightly wide-hipped canine in the mirror to the phone on her nightstand. It was her own number calling, which meant that the real Mrs. Chumbley had probably woken up. She sat down and put the phone to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Mmmph...did you have to go out for such a rough night?" Sadie's usual voice answered.

"Sorry. Didn't think that we'd be swapped."

"Mmmph. Neither did I. Mr. Chumbley is coming home today, and -"

"Is he? Is he really?"

"Yes, so, if we can speed this up this time, I would appreciate it. He'll have to leave again tomorrow, and I would like as much time with him as possible."

As polite as Mrs. Chumbley was being, Sadie was already thinking of other things. It was the first time that Mr. Chumbley would be home while they were switched, and that meant that she'd have -

Oh.

Oh!

Various memories of Mr. Chumbley hit her one after the other, each one better than the last. She'd seen him a few times, but never intimately, and oh, how she'd wanted to. She'd had a few wolves in college, but the nineteen-year-old mouse had never had anyone that had those shoulders, or that build. He'd seemed like such a stud from a distance, and the few times that they'd nearly crossed over had given her an appreciation for the man, considering Mrs. Chumbley had a small album of shared pictures of the two of them. That, and the soreness one morning after he left when they swapped over just after the deed...

"Sadie? Sadie, are you there?"

"Oh. Oh yeah, sorry." She drew herself back from those fantasies, but not too far. It was enough to keep this body rather wet just to think about it. "Um, we can shift back, but there's a few things that I promised I'd get done today that I can't skip."

"Oh. Well, if it can't be helped. What are you stuck with?"

"Nothing big. It should be done before one."

Which should give her plenty of time to get Mr. Chumbley into bed. From everything that she'd heard in the past - and what she remembered from the Golden Retriever skipping a few school days here and there - they always got into it but good when he came back from work, and he was always eager. He could probably be satisfied in a few rounds in the morning, and then they could do the work of getting them swapped back out.

"Here's what I need..."

With 'Sadie' off to deal with some library books, grocery shopping, and the hangover cures that the mouse's body would need, the real Sadie - happily ensconced in Mrs. Chumbley's slightly more mature, curvier, warmer body - stripped down and waited for that happy moment of arrival. She'd confirmed that it would not be long, perhaps only a half hour until the wolf showed up, and when he did, she planned to greet him with something that he had never gotten from his wife. She wanted to be as enthusiastic as possible and see what that big wolf could give.

And he'll never know that it wasn't with his wife...

She smiled, all but bouncing on her tiptoes as the naughtiness of the moment sunk in. Was it cheating? Kind of, but it wasn't like it was cheating in a bad way. They were just having fun, and that was fine.

Sadie ran her hands along her hips, up to her chest, and cupped her breasts. Or, rather, Mrs. Chumbley's breasts. It was always so different being in this body, and for a split second, she wondered if the older woman found her body a downgrade. Considering that they were just over a decade apart in age, she imagined that her body was an upgrade most of the time, but considering the softness and curves that she found here...

"Mmmph..."

She flicked her thumbs over her nipples, making them a bit harder. All the boys in college loved it when the girls had hard nipples, giving them something to salivate over until they were alone and could have more in-depth fun. She grinned as she pulled on them, playing with them and getting herself good and wet for the fun -

The sound of a car engine roaring and then cutting off announced the wolf's arrival. Sadie bit off a squeal of glee, moving to stand right in the entryway. Sure, it was probably something that Mrs. Chumbley would never do, but fuck, doing this in someone else's body meant that she could do whatever she wanted without it coming back to her. If someone happened to see, it was no skin off her nose. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. She was wet as hell just imagining it.

The lock clicked, the door opened, and there he was. Mr. Chumbley. The dark-furred wolf wore a suit that didn't have a chance to get buttoned all the way up, if only because of those massive shoulders and the thick chest he had. There were muscles all up and down his torso, and while his legs were a bit skinnier, he still just projected beefcake. He looked like a man and made all those males at college look little more than boys.

By the time that he turned from locking up again and saw her, Sadie could feel the Golden Retriever's pussy leaking like a fountain. Their eyes met, and Mr. Chumbley smiled playfully at her.

"Heh, planning a surprise for me today, El?"

"Mm? Oh, no, just...thought I'd welcome you...properly..."

Oh, it was harder than she expected to take a step forward and press against his cock. Oh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck he was hard, and he was big. That explained so much about the soreness she'd felt in the past when they shifted, and god she looked forward to feeling it properly.

She'd meant to get on her knees and start sucking him off - just to get used to the size, and to appreciate him properly, and for so many other excuses to just have him in her mouth - but he surprised her. Instead of letting her go to her knees, he picked her up, tossing her over his shoulder. With one hand on her legs and the other squeezing her ass, Sadie was completely helpless, and yet, more aroused than ever.

"Yeep! What -"

"Come on. You're making a puddle, hon."

"I - I know, but I've missed you."

"I know. I missed you, too. Let's get to bed."

Bed. Yes. Bed. Bouncy, springy, soon to be messy bed.

She felt so small in his arms and could only imagine what this would have felt like if she'd still been herself. Not that this beefcake would have looked twice at mousey little Sadie, but at the same time, fucking hell she didn't think she would have been able to take it. He - what was his real name? Not mister, but his first name? What was it? He would have looked at her like some little child compared to what Mrs. Chumbley offered him, and with the size of that bulge she'd felt, he'd have been right.

They arrived in the bedroom with a slight thump, and he tossed her down before starting to undress. She spread her legs without even thinking about it, panting as something - instinct, perhaps - drove her to pull her legs up and over her head. It certainly made his bulge throb for her viewing pleasure when she did, and she grinned wider as she rubbed her fingers along her inner thighs, so close to her sex.

"Mmmph...I can't wait..."

"El, what's gotten into you?"

"It's what hasn't gotten into me. You. For too long."

"Well...I guess I can hurry this up."

Hurry - what did he mean?

He flexed, and his shirt came free, ripped right down the middle. She had just enough time to see all those muscles before he slid out of his pants and climbed over her, and that fat, fat, fat cock slid between her thighs, over her sex, and along her stomach. The sheer girth of it and the heft and length left her shivering, and she just prayed that Mrs. Chumbley had the experience to take something that size. She knew that she didn't.

He - Jonas, thank god, that was his name - looked down at her with a smile. He slid his hips back, the tip of his cock catching on her pussy and almost sliding in.

"You sure you -"

"Yes! Put it in, please, just - ooooooh..."

In a feeling that was at once familiar and so much more than anything she had ever felt before, he did just that. Her mouth fell open and her chin just about hit her chest as she felt the sheer stretch that came with taking a real wolf that made everyone else feel like a pup. His size and the way that he was so gentle yet insistent on getting it into her made her feel like nothing else ever had. That friction was almost too much, and yet, as it went deeper, her juices more than made up for it, soaking him and drenching her, running out of her and over her ass as she tried to spread her legs even further.

As he finally hilted, pressing himself against her and pinning her to the bed, she felt like she'd reached her peak with just one thrust. Her entire body - Mrs. Chumbley's entire body - felt primed to release right then and there. She was panting, and he was chuckling.

"I knew that you missed me, El, but come on. It's not that good, is it?"

"It's amazing. Oh god, it's so good!"

"Heh, I love seeing you like this. You're even hotter than usual."

Whatever comeback Sadie might have had was drowned out as he started pulling back, taking his time to really draw his cock back from her. Her mouth hung open in disbelief as she felt it sliding out of her, stretching her all over again and leaving her panting, shivering, shaking from head to toe. God, this is what her teacher had been getting every few months? No wonder she took a week off. Even if they weren't banging the whole time - and if they weren't, they should have been - but she'd need that much time after this just to get her head back on straight.

If it wasn't for the fact that he was lying over her, she would have had her legs wrapped around his hips to keep him from pulling out and to shove him back in. As it was, he had her pinned, and when he slammed in again -

"AH!"

It was plenty hard enough. Did she cum? Oh god, she thought she might have, but he was already moving again and -

Squelch.

Squelch.

Squelch.

Each thrust getting faster than the one before, each time feeling like it went deeper. His big, hard body was pressing her right into the mattress, and Sadie panted for breath in a desperate attempt to stay conscious enough to enjoy what was happening to her. He'd already beaten the pants off her other lovers at college, and the fact that he was this good, and Mrs. Chumbley had him all to herself -

It's not fair. It's not faiiiiiiiiii-oooooooh!

That was an orgasm, and she couldn't deny it for a second. In, out, in, out, his powerful hips slamming her straight through it as her toes curled over her head. She could feel every jiggle going through her body, jiggles that would never have been there for her mouse self, but were so present for the more mature woman. The way that Jonas looked down at her, so lovingly, so enamored of his own wife made her feel ever so slightly guilty, but the next thrust cured her of that.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

"Nnngh...ah...ah...you feel...you're so...big..."

"Saved it...all for you..."

"Nnngh...fuck..."

"I...mmmph...getting close..."

"Ah...so...so am I..."

"Condom..."

That's what he meant, she realized. He meant putting one of those on rather than just going right for it without even bothering. She was taking someone that was very virile very bareback, and -

"Ah!"

And he kept going. Even as he started to falter a bit, clearly trying to give her a chance to back out. Were they trying to have a kid? Were they talking about it before?

Did it fucking matter?

"Ah...ah...ahhhhhh!"

Sadie was on the verge of going over to yet another orgasm as he pinned her to the bed, rutting her harder and faster. Every time he bottomed out, she was sure that she had at least a mini-orgasm, and perhaps as much as a real one. Her eyes were rolled up in the back of her head, and every thrust pushed her breath right out of her lungs. In, out, in, out, the warmth of his cock and the sheer size of him making her feel spoiled for any other man. Even back in her own goddamn body, she would be thinking of this.

He grunted as he tried and failed to pull out, and he looked her right in the eyes. She barely noticed, floating too high on a haze of repeated orgasms.

"Hon? Hon, I...do you...mmmph...is it okay..."

"Nnnngh!"

"Can I - ah - mmmph - can I cum...inside?"

"Do it! Nnngh! AH!"

That got him. He sped up further, pushing her back by her ankles. He had her pinned completely, and she could feel him throbbing from tip to base. He pushed her back, back, back, up and back, and her legs spread wide around him as he hammered home. Each time he grunted and bottomed out, each time she felt the slap of his sac hitting her ass, she went fuzzy-brained, and then -

Squelch.

Squish.

"Ah...ah...ah..."

He panted above her, and she moaned out loud as she felt the heat spreading through her lower body. She was well accustomed to the warmth of cum, and this was a lot of it. Pulse, squirt, pulse, squirt, all through her pussy, and as he ground into her, she could feel it going deeper.

Was it risking pregnancy? Perhaps, but at that moment, she honestly couldn't have cared less. It felt good. It felt fucking great.

Mmmph...this is what...this is what a wolf can do...

He pulled out slowly, his cock utterly drenched in his seed and her juices, and he lowered it near her face. Sadie blushed as she looked past it at him, and he smiled at her.

"I guess...since we're doing something new...maybe you can lick me clean?"

He was adorable, and she was more than happy to give him that favor. Plus, it'd be fun to see Mrs. Chumbley's reaction when she realized that her husband had a few new kinks.

The End

Summary: After a body-swap - not the first time - a young woman takes advantage of the new body's husband.

Tags: M/F, Cheating, Vaginal, Flirting, Body Swap, Size Difference, Golden Retriever, Orgasm, Cum, Creampie, Pregnancy Risk, Wolf,