James left the hotel lobby and saw that his car was now gone. "Lisa already left." James thought as he walked towards Lisa's car.
James smoothed out his skirt as he got into Lisa's car and closed the door. "God I feel like someone is watching me." James thought and looked in the rearview mirror. The face of the hotel clerk that he had just spoken to was now obviously staring at him from inside. "What a creep! He stared at my chest the whole time I was in there."
James started the car and headed for home. The silky material of his blouse felt strange and the constant jiggling of his chest was very distracting. "How does Lisa put up with these things every day?" James thought. Once he was stopped at a light he looked down and stared at his massive new breasts. "I can't believe I have D cups." He said touching them for an extended moment. A honk from behind him signaled James to get moving. He looked up and then realized that the guy in the car next to him had been watching as he felt himself up. The guy smiled at James. James gasped, smiled an embarrassed smile, blushed and started driving.
He was part way to his apartment before he realizes that he had been driving out of habit and was going the wrong way. He needed to go to Lisa's house.
"I can't believe I turned myself into my own sex fantasy." James thought as he was now heading towards Lisa's. "I can't think of how many times I wanted to get into Lisa's pants .and now I guess I am in them. Well, at least her skirt anyway. God, how many times we were at work and I just wanted to take her on the desk right then and there." James was both frustrated and a little turned on by these thoughts.
"How could I have let this happen?" James thought as he pushed the garage door opener and with anticipation watched as the garage door slowly opened. James sighed in relief when he saw that Jack's truck wasn't in the garage. He parked Lisa's car and went into the house.
"This is so weird." He said aloud as he walked into Jack and Lisa's house headed for their bedroom. He stopped in the hallway and stared helplessly at their wedding picture. Jack was in a black tuxedo with tails and Lisa was in a long flowing white wedding dress. She looked absolutely stunning. Both Lisa and Jack were smiling as they were gazing into one another's eyes; they tenderly held each other's hands.
James looked down at his hand and saw the diamond wedding ring that he now wore. That was the same hand that was in the picture, it was Lisa's hand, and it was now his hand.
"I'm Lisa and I'm married to Jack." James thought. "I am really a married woman, at least for the next twelve hours or so. No one in the world would believe that I was James if I tried to tell them. They would just think that Lisa had had some type of breakdown. God that's a scary thought." James wished that he still had the medallion at that moment, but Lisa and he had agreed it would be safer with her until they changed back.
James went into Lisa and Jack's bedroom and started to unbutton the silk blouse that he was wearing. "I now the first thing Lisa does when she gets home is change out of her work clothes and into jeans and a t-shirt, so I had better do that right off."
James quickly stripped down to the bra and the g-string panties.
"Wow!" He said looking in the mirror. "I should take a picture so I can look at this later." But then he remember the medallion and figured he could change back into Lisa when ever he wanted, as long as he made sure to sneak out an item of her clothing when he went to change back.
James found a pair of jeans and slipped them on. "God these are tight, but I guess Lisa's jeans always looked really tight." Then he saw her a shirt of hers that he particularly liked. "I love when she wears this shirt." He said pulling on the tight white t-shirt. It was made of a semi-spandex material and hugged every curve of Lisa's body, showed off her tight, flat stomach and also was cut to show a nice portion of her clevage.
"It makes my breasts look even bigger." James thought looking down at himself. "God I wish I could do something fun with this body, like go to the gym or lingerie shopping. I know Jack isn't supposed to be home for a few hours, but I really probably shouldn't go out. After all I am his 'wife', at least for right now, and he might freak if I wasn't here when he got home. Still, I do have some time. What should I do?"
