Cuffed : MILF Swap 8 (M2F Body Swap Gender Swap Erotica): MILF Swap, #8

By Tori Westwood

A cop, Trent, pulls over his friend's mother, Carla, beside a billboard on the way out of town.  She's reluctant to follow his instructions and Trent winds up handcuffing her to the back of the huge sign, but soon discovers that the mysterious billboard has some very strange powers.

Read as Trent and Carla switch bodies, with Carla exacting naughty revenge on her handcuffed former body by using Trent's!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tori Westwood
• Release date: Sep 30, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201770938

Tori Westwood

Tori Westwood writes short erotica whenever she finds time between her day-job and her family.  She is still searching for her niche, not yet limiting herself to any particular sub-genre, having penned all manner of fiction.  She is happily married and delights in exploring her own fantasies through her writings.  For updates, follower her on Twitter @ToriWestwood1

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I can take care of myself.

Doesn’t look like it, Carla said, laughing.  Doesn’t look like you can do much of anything at the minute.

The keys are in your right pocket, Trent said.  Uncuff me and we can work out what the hell has happened.

Pretty clear, isn’t it?  I’m in your body.  What’s left to discover?  Carla’s expression lit up.  Apart from ...

Her hand moved down her body and over her belt-buckle.  Trent watched as Carla started to touch him below the waist.

Mrs. Brandish! he cried, listening to her wail leave him.

What?  It’s mine now.  Touch my body all you want too, she said.  Oh yeah, you’re handcuffed.  You can’t.

She started to laugh.  The smile was soon replaced with a hiss of breath and a look of excitement.  She stroked along the growing barrel of flesh as Trent watched.  It was the strangest torment he’d ever known, but he couldn’t confidently say he didn’t enjoy it.

The keys, Carla! Trent tried.

There was no shaking her.  She was rubbing back and forth along the now bolt-stiff packet of Trent’s, and she didn’t even see anything wrong with it.

We have to get acquainted with our new bodies, she said.

How can I?!

Carla ignored him for the moment.  Instead, she unfastened her belt-buckle.  It’s been years since I’ve seen one this age, she said.

Carla! Trent tried again.

Let me have my fun, she replied.

She reached down into her pants and felt her Trent’s coarse hair.  Trent swallowed and for the first time he realized he had a pussy.  He realized because it had started to turn damp.

I’ll take good care of it, Carla said.

Trent watched Carla’s expression turn serene.  Her eyes were closed and she stared away, focusing on the touch that she felt beneath her boxer-shorts.

She moved his hand back and forth, stroking along the thick barrel of flesh.  That feels good, she moaned.  I can see why you guys do it so much.

Carla swallowed and let