Chapter 4: CHANGE PLACES!

Story by gnarl on SoFurry

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#5 of Christmas at Jen's

Role reversal is like musical chairs, except one person has a way bigger chair and isn't giving it back.


I woke up sometime later, groaning and rubbing my head. I stood up, blinking in confusion as I noticed that everything looked... larger. I felt my neck, realizing that the collar was there and that I hadn't been dreaming. I looked around. So where was Nikki?

I didn't have time to ponder it, as I caught sight of something... orange. I gasped. It was a short, extremely well endowed tigress. She was bright orange with black stripes, the fur on her underbelly white and fluffy, with a thicker tuft of fur between her huge breasts and between her plump, smooth thighs. Her long black hair hung down her back and a bit in front over onto her enormous chest, almost brushing her thick, bright pink nipples. Her green, slitted feline eyes blinked back at me as I stared at her, brushing her hair out of her eyes to get a better look.

She was incredibly attractive, with the aforementioned massive bust line and a smooth, curvaceous body. Her waist was thin, flaring out into broad, womanly hips and leading down to beautifully soft, gently rounded thighs. She turned around slowly and I saw that her rump was plump and round, yet deceivingly firm. Her paws were cute with bright pink pads, ending in short, sharp claws. Her long, thick feline tail swished about behind her in curiosity. Her black, triangular ears twitched as she cocked her head to one side, apparently looking at me in confusion.

My jaw dropped as I realized it was MY reflection and I was looking in a mirror. I suppose I should have known from the bright pink collar around her neck. "How!?" I shrieked, before clamping my hands... paws!?... over my mouth. That overly feminine voice was still there, and I still hated it.

"Enjoying yourself, Kitty?" rumbled a deep, yet decidedly female voice behind me. I turned around slowly, my jaw dropping again as I saw the owner of the voice... and for a moment, all I could do was stare blankly. "N-Nikki?" I squeaked, backing up a little.

The absolutely massive black furred werewolf currently taking up the entire length of our couch grinned toothily at me, nodding.

I should have expected the other collar was magic too. I can't believe I hadn't noticed, even if I had problems of my own. She was huge! She had to be at least eight feet tall, judging by how her legs hung off the end of the couch even when her head was on the armrest at the other end. She was muscular, unbelievably so. Her neck was thick and solid looking, her shoulders broad and strong, yet rounded to give them an decidedly feminine appearance.

I took a little pleasure in noting that her breasts were smaller than mine, but I realized that it was probably just in proportion to the rest of her. They were still very large, a size neither of us could have hoped to attain before today, but they looked even bigger due to the support of immensely strong slabs of pectoral muscle underneath them. Her heavy breasts were capped with thick black nipples, at least two inches long now that they were fully erect with obvious arousal.

Her abs were more like bricks piled on top of each other, forming a ridge of solid muscle that was separated into a chiseled twelve pack. They flexed and rolled every time she inhaled or exhaled, so much that I knew she had to be doing it on purpose. But if she was, it was apparently taking next to no effort at all.

Her legs and arms were just as unbelievable. Her arms were as thick as most muscular men's legs, with huge, cantaloupe sized biceps. I whimpered as it occurred to me that they would be even bigger when flexed. She gave a deep, throaty chuckle as I did, seeming to read my mind and lifted an arm, flexing her solid muscles. Her bicep bulged massively, that one muscle probably containing more strength than I had previously. Her legs were like tree-trunks, somehow maintaining the long, smooth, almost feminine look of a model. Her thighs bulged with obvious power, thick with what had to be pounds of solid muscle. Her calves looked diamond hard, bulging as she wiggled her toes around. Again, something just to tease me.

Her paws were thick and solid with wickedly sharp black claws and black footpads, looking about big enough to fully grip even my enormous chest. I blinked as I thought about that, shivering a bit.

Her fur was solid black from head to toe, looking shaggy and wild, yet lustrious and soft looking. Her muzzle was broad and powerful looking, her bright yellow eyes gazing down its length at me. Her ears twitched in her now wild mane of black hair.

As if having that much muscle wasn't quite enough, she had a figure that almost rivaled my own. Her waist was a bit thicker and her rump not quite as plump as mine, but from the broad grin still plastered across her muzzle, she obviously didn't care too much about an overly feminine figure. I had to admit, it was a little annoying to me anyway... with a start, I realized that that collar had been meant for me. With a huff, I started to give her a piece of my mind... and stopped abruptly as I saw something I had apparently missed before. I shrieked, falling backwards over the shorts that were still around my ankles.

It was a massive male sheath, covered in the same black fur as the rest of her body.

Her balls had to be the size of grapefruits, probably bigger, hanging heavily between her muscular thighs. The actual sheath looked stuffed to near bursting with... malebits... and I couldn't help but lick my lips at the sight of it. I heard another deep chuckle, as Nikki raised a paw and gently grasped her massive sack.

"Ya like?" She rumbled, laughing loudly. My ears fell flat against my head at the sheer volume of her voice. It was powerful and deep, yet just as obviously female as my own except for the rough scratchiness that I'd taken pride in before these changes. It was like we'd changed bodies and exaggerated them all at the same time. "And don't lie... you smell horny." She laughed again, tossing her head back.

I sniffed. With my enhanced senses, I soon found what she meant. A sweet, enticing scent hit my small, pink nose, apparently emanating from my own crotch. I looked down. It was a little moist, the fur around it matted with female juices. I blushed, thoroughly embarrassed.

Nikki chuckled again, before rising to her feet. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as she stood, her ears nearly brushing the ceiling. I whimpered from my place on the floor. I think I realized for the first time then how ridiculously huge she was as I lay there in her shadow. She did too, for she grinned even more broadly, stroking her bulging sheath.

"Oh, we are going to have so much fun, Runt," she mock-growled down at me, teeth gleaming in the widest grin I'd seen yet.