James panted and gritted her teeth. She didn't know how much more of this she could take. She had lost all track of time, maybe hours had gone by, maybe only thirty minutes, but she couldn't be certain. She wished she could see the clock, but the way that Matt had her bent over the bed all she could do was bury her face in the pillow and hope that he would be done soon.
"Are ya'all almost done back thar?" James moaned in Jill's thickest Southern accent.
"Almost done baby...you are so going to love this!"
The sound of the tattoo needle continued to hum and James tried to focus on the buzzing sound and forget how she had spent most of the day. Matt was a young guy and had come quickly the first time, but he seemed intent on lasting all day long with the Southern beauty that was both, out of his league and also completely under his thumb, and he managed to spring to life very readily with a little coaxing.
When James had regained her memory and realized that she had been unwittingly living Jill's life, she had at first been horrified at discovering she wasn't who she had come to believe she was, but really a man, James, trapped in a duplicate of Jill's body. James' next thoughts were of terror, thinking she had lost the medallion and that she might never get her body and her life back. Finally James was sickened as her mind had processed all the things that she had done while she had thought she was Jill, and all the sex she had had with Otis was at the top of the list of her horrors, and number one on the list was the blowjobs. As the time when she thought she was Jill, it hadn't bothered her at all, it had actually turned her on, but when she and regained her memory, she had promised herself she wouldn't do that again. And she had kept that promise, except for the night of her honeymoon, but James when James had thought about it on the bus ride from Vegas, she had consoled herself that she had been drinking heavily and that she had been caught up in the passion of the moment. And she was married.
James glanced at the wedding ring she wore on her finger and felt a sting of regret as she thought of how she had gone down on Matt, piercings and all. Had she had taken his large member and...
"Sugar, I can't take much more of this." James moaned as she looked away from the ring. Jill's deep southern accent was highly pronounced.
"Just finishing up." Matt said distractedly.
James had hoped his nightmare had come to an end when Matt got up and started to get dressed, but when he said he would be back in just a few minutes with a surprise, James felt her heart sink. She didn't know what to expect, but had quickly showered after Matt left and that whatever he had in mind would be something she could handle.
"No Way!" Had been her first reaction when James had finally realized what Matt was unpacking from the large case.
He handed her a large book, opened to a page that showed several different tattoo designs on them.
"Pick on of these out and I am going to put it on your lower back." Matt said as he indicated to his own back, as if she had been smart enough to figure out where the lower back was.
"You want to put a tramp stamp on me? No way!" James had said adamantly.
"Fine by me." Matt said as he started to pack stuff away. "I guess you really don't want to know where they took all your stuff."
James bit her lower lip in desperation and looked at the book. "OK! I'll take this one" she said pointing at a set of angel wings. She was defeated, but after everything else that had happened, this would be a minor thing to deal with and once she gotten the medallion back, she would be ride of not only the tattoo, but she would also be free of Jill's body.
The buzzing finally came to a stop and Matt set the tattoo needle.
"Are ya all done?" Jill sighed, but was hopeful that she would finally find where Jill's stuff had been taken.
"Just one more thing." Matt said as he pulled James' round hips back towards him.
"OH, you have got to be kidding me." James mumbled under her breath, but Matt seemed to understand what she had said.
"I just want to see how my handy work looks...as a guy is doing you doggie style.
James let out a gasp as she felt Matt sliding into her.
Some thirty minutes later, Matt went stepped into the bathroom and James watched in disgust as the door closed.
"This had better get me back to my own body!" She thought in desperation as she stood up and walked over to the mirror. She was sore, but inside and out, and wanted to get into the bathroom and take a long shower to wash away as much of Matt as she could, but first she would hear everything he had to say about where Jill's stuff had gone. She turned to look at her new tattoo in the mirror and she let out a gasp when she saw it. Instead of the the angel wings...
