"Oh come on, its not every day something like this happens right? Maybe we should just keep quiet about this for now, see how we dope, what do you say?" Miranda said to Chris, who was dumbfounded. His hand was still down his pants, frantically searching for what was no longer there.
"I'm not staying like this, I don't know how you did this, but reverse it." Chris insisted.
Miranda came clean, even as she gave her hard on another rub through the fabric of her pants. She just couldn't believe how amazing it felt to have a cock, especially one as big as Chris' was. "I'm not sure I know how I did this, or even if it was me." she informed him. "What if we can't swap back?"
Chris' eyes bulged out, afraid of the possibility. "We have to, I can't keep your pussy." he insisted.
"You might have to, that's all I'm saying. Let's see how things go, okay?" Miranda said.
Chris lowered his head, finally withdrawing his hand from his pants. "Fine." he sighed despondently. "Just... look after it, okay?" he mumbled barely audibly, as he gestured down to Miranda's junk.
"I will, don't worry." Miranda nodded.
Soon as Chris had walked off, Miranda's face contorted into a wicked little smile. God this thing feels fucking amazing... she moaned to herself, immediately reaching into her slacks to fondle her big black cock. She kknew that she had been responsible for the swap, and if it felt this good having a penis, she was going to keep it a while, and maybe 'spread the love' a little.
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