Hello lovely readers!

I'm back with another requested story, this time by C107galaxytachyon, it was a super interesting premise and I hope that they like the piece.

I found the idea riveting, but I possibly struggled with presenting it how I intended. I hope that it reads well, as it does to me, but then I know what I trying to convey. Maybe I'm overthinking it, and its actually fine?

Let me know what you think of it, I'm always interested in constructive feedback!

Remember, requests are open (although I do have a small backlog to get through), let me write your kinks! ;)

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"Fuck, yes!" Mirajane cried out, slumping forward on to the broad expanse of the chest below her. Her very skin vibrating with the intense sensation of her orgasm running through her body, an electricity that thrummed directly to her soaking core.

Large arms wrapped around her sensitive flesh, cradling her delicately as she placed loving kisses on every inch of skin her mouth could reach, a smattering of hair tickling her cheek and making her giggle. Laxus groaned as he pulled out from the warm heat of Mira's body, his chest heaving from their intense lovemaking, if you could even call it that, it was more like angry make up sex, yet they had not been fighting.

Wincing from her achingly stretched centre, Mira allowed Laxus to pull her into the side of his body, she snuggled deep and inhaled his spicy scent. "Sweetheart, as much as I adore the way you are working out your frustration," he murmured, kissing her sweaty brow, "you have to do something if it's bothering you this much."

Laxus was right, Mira knew she could not continue using Laxus's delectable body to work out her stress at the situation she was facing day in and day out currently. They were just being so very dense and it was working on Mira's last nerve, how could they stand the damned tension, it was driving her insane.

Her mind drifted off to scenes from the previous few days, the heated looks, the gasps from seemingly innocent touches, and most of all, the heavy perfume of lust that hung over the entire guildhall. It wasn't just affecting the meant to be couples, it was having a major effect on others as well. People finding solace in one another's bodies as the sexual tension continued to escalate in the Fairy Tail guild.

"Why are they denying themselves?" she asked, not expecting a response. She asked this question constantly, and she still could not come up with a reasonable answer, "maybe I could cope if it was just one couple, but three? I am going out of my mind Laxus! How can such fearless wizards be so cowardly when it comes to staking their claim on their partners?"

Laxus chuckled, the motion jostling Mira and causing the frown on her brow to deepen all the more, "well, we weren't exactly quick at giving in to our desires, were we?" he said quietly. Mira's cheeks stained a pretty pink as she thought back to their first dalliances, he was right, they had taken their time in being truthful with each other.

"That was different," she scoffed, yet she knew the truth of it.

"Look sweetheart, Gajeel, Gray and Natsu might be three of the Fairy Tail's best and strongest wizards, and that says a lot coming from me," he tutted, bristling at that admittance, "but they are fucking pussies when it comes to acting on their feelings towards the girls. They are gonna need a mighty push to get them to act, and you know it."

Mira did know it, and she had a plan. One she had been thinking on for some time, and now she was past her limit on what she could cope with, it was time to put it into action. A wicked smile twisted her still swollen lips as she leaned up, her nose rubbing along Laxus's jaw as she whispered her plan to him.

"You are one twisted little demon Mira," he admitted, an equally chilling smile gracing his own lips, "and I love it."

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Everything was ready, Mira was practically buzzing with sweet anticipation. Laxus stood quietly in the corner, hidden in shadows as he was on standby to provide protection if it became necessary. As morning crept into early afternoon, the bar filling with its usual patrons, drinking, chatting and perusing the job request board, the beautiful white haired wizard rocked on the balls of her feet, waiting for their arrival.

At long last, they were here.

Lucy, Levy and Natsu chattering away amiably whilst Gajeel sat at the bar with one eye constantly on the petite bookworm as he drank in silence. Gray and Juvia also sat in silence a little ways apart from the rest, Gray trying to ignore the intense gaze of Juvia as best he could, refusing to acknowledge the wild beating of his heart as she slipped a little closer to him.

With a spring in her step, Mira served them all drinks and quickly handed a scroll to Gajeel, Gray and Natsu before skipping back to safety behind the bar.

It was like clockwork, before her eyes they each opened the scroll at the same time, a quiet wind rippled across the room as they scanned the heavy parchment.

Gajeel was the first to react, "what the heck?" he squeaked, almost slipping off his stool. He caught himself, and as he looked down to where he had clutched the tipping stool, a deep scream echoed through the bar. "I-I'm in Ga-Gajeel's body!" he said, holding a hand to his mouth, which he quickly moved away to stare at intently, twisting the hand around and staring at it in horror as he flexed the fingers.

It was pandemonium.

Utter madness descended as the results of the scrolls hit the victims full force. There was screeching, angry wailing and so much chatter it was hard to decipher what was being said. It was Natsu that finally took charge, he let out a high whistle and called for silence, his voice quavering more than usual as the madness slowly diminished.

Natsu was visibly shaking as he stared at Lucy, who was more interested in looking down at her ample chest than at anything else. "Who is in my body?" Natsu asked, pointing a trembling finger at Lucy who was now looking around sheepishly, one hand rubbing behind her head.

The toothy grin that spread over Lucy's face was unmistakeable, it might not have been on the right face, but there was no way it was anyone other than Natsu in there. Natsu shrieked, hands flying to cover his mouth as tears started to prick at his eyes.

It was quickly discovered that Natsu was indeed in the body of Lucy and vice versa, the same went for Gray and Juvia, and also Gajeel and Levy.

Amongst the chaos, Mira watched as Juvia railed at a half naked Gray who was seemingly delighting in running his hands across his now bare chest, eyes closed and head practically thrown back in pleasure. Juvia threw herself at Gray, trying to pry his hands away from his toned chest with a fair degree of success.

Gajeel, despite his initial horror was now chuckling darkly as he easily lifted an angrily protesting Levy on to the counter beside him. Levy was as red as a beet, profanities spilling from her lips in a torrent, turning the air blue as Gajeel doubled over in laughter.

It took quite awhile for the three swapped couples to gather their wits and examine why this had happened, Gajeel reading the now spent scrolls, eyes widening in horror as he realised who had done this and why. With a shaking finger, he pointed at Mira, "you did this? Change us back!" he wailed as the rest crowded around looking for an explanation.

Laxus stepped out of the shadows and firmly placed himself by Mira's side, the threat was clear.

Mira giggled quietly, her cheeks flushing as she took in the vivid angry faces of her friends, "Levy, you've read the scroll, you know what must be done in order to swap back. It's time you guys got on with it," she declared, interlacing her fingers with Laxus as he stood as her protector, not that she really needed one.

"What do we need to do?" cried Natsu, spinning Gajeel around to face him.

Gajeel's face paled as he looked at who he knew to be Lucy, he gulped before whispering, "we need to admit our feelings to each other and, and…" he trailed off, unsure of how to say the next part.

"And what Levy, get on with it?" Juvia yelled, yanking on Gajeel's arm as she tried to keep an eye on Gray who was still indulging in his body far too much.

"We have to experience each other's bodies, sexually!" Gajeel rushed out, the ashen pallor of his face flashing to a brilliant red in the blink of an eye as he refused to meet anyone's gaze.

An eruption of noise broke out again, Mira called out over the rabble, "I think you lot might want some privacy to deal with this, don't you?" she was far too cheery as every set of eyes fell upon her slight frame, fists being clenched, teeth gritted in menace.

With a final jubilant wave, Mira and Laxus disappeared into some unknown part of the mammoth building that housed the guild, cackling could be heard as they retreated to safety and let them indeed get on with it.

One mighty push now having been given…

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Levy didn't know what to do, the only thing she was sure of was that she needed to get Gajeel somewhere private so they could think this through rationally. Unfortunately for her, Gajeel was too busy stomping around in her body, raging at the wickedness of Mira's plan.

She ran a hand through her hair, stiffening momentarily as she felt the course waves of Gajeel's thick unruly black mane, this was going to be difficult to get used to. As she flexed Gajeel's strong fingers, the leather of his fingerless gloves making a satisfying creaking noise from the movement, she took her chance.

Without warning she lifted the irate petite blue haired mage around the middle and hoisted her up on to Gajeel's shoulder. The protests of anger silenced as Gajeel processed what had happened, the quiet did not last long as his fury was then directed at Levy who was calmly striding for the door.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing Levy? Put me down right this fucking second, no one lifts me up!" Gajeel railed at Levy, the impact of the words were not quite as intended coming from Levy's much smaller and feminine voice.

Levy had had enough of the temper tantrum, she squeezed the thighs atop her shoulder with one strong hand whilst the other pressed a hearty smack to the bottom that was swaying in an attempt to break free. Gajeel stiffened as he felt the sting of the smack, it hurt alright, but it also did other things. He could feel a tight pressure surfacing in his stomach, and he had an overwhelming urge to clench Levy's thighs together.

"Shut it metal head, we've got to sort this out, there is no way I'm staying in your body for longer than I have to," declared Levy, the words sounding low and deadly from Gajeel's deep baritone voice.

"Hey, what's wrong with my body?" bristled Gajeel as he slumped defeatedly against his own back that was carrying him. Man, this is getting complicated to process.

Levy rolled her eyes at the petulant tone of her voice, "nothing at all, in fact, I quite like it. But what is gonna happen when I need to go for a wee, huh?" she rushed on, hoping that he wouldn't have time to process her admission.

Gajeel was silent, the rest of the journey to his home on the outskirts of Magnolia was deathly quiet and Levy was getting antsy the longer it continued. When they finally arrived, Levy was quick to drop the still mute Gajeel, she frowned at how confusing it was to reach out a hand that wasn't her own to steady her body, that she wasn't even inhabiting currently.

Lily was curiously absent from the shared home, it was almost as if he had been forewarned of the events that were currently unfolding...

As Gajeel stood, his arms crossed over Levy's chest, his heart rate spiked as he felt his arms brushing over small perky nipples, and his eyes dropped. Heat rushed to his cheeks as he realised that the body he was controlling was turned on, heat wasn't only on the pretty pink cheeks, it was also pooling quickly between the shapely thighs.

This was ridiculous, of course he wanted Levy, but not like this. He wanted control of his own body so he could feel her against him when he finally mustered the courage to confess his feelings. Now that his hand was practically being forced behind his back, he was mostly angry at his own ineptitude for not dealing with this sooner.

"Look Levy, this is not how I wanted things to go down," he admitted, his hand stretching out to turn his body which was taking in every inch of his home with fresh eyes. As he stared into his own intense crimson eyes, he could see the shimmering affection swirling in the depths of them. "I've wanted to tell you how I feel for awhile, but it never seemed like the right moment. I guess now that Mira has forced my hand, you should know that I do have feelings for you, not just as a friend, but as something -," Gajeel was cut off by a pair of lips crashing down on him.

Levy winced as she crushed her lips down far too forcefully for this body, she almost knocked Gajeel over with the intensity of the kiss. "Sorry," she stammered, placing a hand on her elbow to keep him from falling backwards on her butt, "I'm not used to this much strength."

Gajeel chuckled, lips twisting into a smirk as he let the compliment wash over him along with the shock of the kiss. He had suspected that his feelings were returned, but there was always that small part that taunts cruel things in the back of your head when you least suspect it.

The pair embraced carefully, the situation already feeling awkward from the strange perspective, lips meeting gently, savouring the experience of their first shared kiss. Hands roamed freely, Levy found it very weird to glide such large hands over her own small waist and hips, but she knew where she would have wanted Gajeel to touch, and that was exactly what she did.

Gajeel in turn knew that he would want Levy clinging to him, fingers pressing into his neck and back, staking their claim into the male. The kiss was turning heated quickly, his head was spinning as he felt his own lip piercings with Levy's mouth, he didn't realise how decadent they felt, sending shivers running down his back.

Levy was the one to break away first, eyes hooded as she gazed down at her own extremely flushed and turned on body. "How are we gonna do this Gajeel?" she asked, the husky voice that rumbled from her was enough for her to notice for the first time, the tight length in his pants. She palmed it experimentally, a hiss ripping through gritted teeth as she felt it twitch under her touch. "Oh wow!" she whispered in awe.

This was surely too much, he was watching Levy in his body touch his dick through his pants. He pressed her thighs together tightly, marvelling in the slick moisture he could feel gathering in Levy's panties, how were they gonna do this?

"I've got an idea," Gajeel choked out as he attempted to keep a tight lease on the desire that was coursing through him. He really wanted to slip fingers into Levy's panties and feel the warmth and wetness that he knew was awaiting him, but he wanted to make sure that Levy was ok with his plan first.

With a quick tug, Gajeel pulled Levy into his bedroom, tutting quietly at the small amount of mess that littered the floor, discarded clothes strewn here and there. If he had known that Levy was going to be seeing in here, he would have cleaned up, and it annoyed him that this would be her first impression of his room.

Stopping in front of the floor length mirror that resided in the corner of the room, Gajeel quickly had to change positions as he had instinctively stood behind Levy, that really didn't work in this situation. The pair shuddered in seeming unison as they met their respective eyes in the mirror, what was clear was the shared desire that was written openly over both faces.

Gajeel could feel his incredibly prominent erection pressing into Levy's butt, he gave a quick wiggle against it, delighting in hearing his own groan slip past his lips. This was going to be really strange, but with the right level of care, it would certainly be an experience they would never forget.

"I know what I like, and I'm sure you know what you like," Gajeel started, watching as a look of mortification passed over Gajeel's face, Levy was clearly embarrassed that he was thinking of her masturbating, "so how about we show each other, and take it from there?" he finished, a little breathless as the thought of making Levy's delicate hand wrap around his thick cock danced through his head.

Levy agreed, this plan did make sense, but it was still so deeply confounding. She found the steely glint that radiated from her own hazel eyes a little disturbing, but also entirely thrilling. She nodded her head quickly, trying desperately not to press her hand against the almost painful appendage trapped in Gajeel's pant, every inhale was a pain as it made the material move against the sensitive flesh of his shaft.

Gajeel could only chuckle, he knew that look all too well. He could practically feel the slight tinge of pain that was running through Levy as his cock hardened unbearably in his pants. "I'll start, you don't have to do anything until you are comfortable, ok?" he reassured, Levy's lilting voice sounding like a soothing balm in the otherwise quiet room.

Another nod from Levy, she rocked from foot to foot, looking like she wanted to peel the skin of her bones as she was hit with wave after wave of new sensations. Gajeel moved Levy's hand to delicately press over the aching erection, fingers nimbly unbuckling his belt and loosening his pants until he was freed from his constraint. Levy sighed in relief as the erection sprung out, the relief was short lived as she looked down upon his mighty length and girth, "holy shit Gajeel, is this a normal size?"

"Hm, it's normal for me, I can't speak for other guys," Gajeel happily chortled, Levy's little chest puffing as he basked in the compliment. A bead of precum was already forming from the slit, Gajeel dragged Levy's dainty finger through it and used it to coat his length. With every small touch and movement, Levy jerked and writhed, she tried to fight the buck of his hips as his cock sought out Levy's hand, but it was a losing battle.

Gajeel was gentle, he knew that too much too soon would result in Levy coming far too early. His grip was loose as he worked Levy's hand down the shaft in a slow pumping motion, "ah fuck, this feels so good but so weird," cried Levy, fingers seeking out something to hold on to. Gajeel's rough hands gripped on to Levy's slender hips, fingers tightening into the flesh, making Gajeel moan at the possessiveness of the action.

With some gentle shoves Gajeel made Levy sit on the bed as he knelt between the parted thighs, Levy could clearly see in the mirror her small form jerking off Gajeel's massive cock. A mixture of feelings were swirling inside, the confusion of watching her body act without her input, but the overriding feeling was ecstasy. No wonder guys liked this so much, it was intense and every point in which Levy's hand touched Gajeel's cock felt like sparks of electricity were shooting into it.

Levy wondered what it would be like to have sex as a male, she now understood how incredibly sensitive the penis was, and to think what it would be like wrapped inside a warm welcoming heat, her eyes closed as she couldn't get the lewd thoughts out of her head. Gajeel deserved some pleasure too she mused, gathering her courage to act.

"Sit on my lap, facing the mirror," Levy commanded, a gasp of surprise slipping out of Levy's pretty little mouth as Gajeel took in her words.

He did as he was told, thighs trembling as he turned and sat down on Gajeel's awaiting lap, his cock standing proudly against her centre as he parted Levy's thighs and placed her dainty feet on Gajeel's thighs. In this position her short skirt was hiked up and her damp panties could be seen in the mirror before them, Gajeel rested his head against the strong shoulder behind him.

Levy was mesmerised, she had no idea she could look this damn sexy. She looked like a vixen, a needy one at that as shallow pants left her mouth, budding nipples showing through the orange top she wore without a bra. She pushed at the strapless top, freeing her tits to the cool air of the room, Gajeel let out a shaky moan as calloused fingers caressed her nipples with such tender care. Levy was getting braver with every second, knowing exactly which buttons to press to make Gajeel whimper with need, "suck," she demanded, pressing two of Gajeel's fingers to Levy's parted lips.

Again he did as he was told, Gajeel swirled Levy's tongue around the rough digits until they were slick with saliva. There an audible popping sound as Levy removed the now dripping fingers, she slowly moved the sopping panties to the side and pressed the fingers directly on the aching clit hidden by glistening folds.

Gajeel bucked his hips at the utter joy that small movement had caused, he couldn't stop Levy's body from grinding, pressing towards the straining cock that sat twitching before him. The pair moaned openly, a cloud of lust surrounding them as they shared in this strange ecstasy. "Do-do you want to try having sex?" Levy asked quietly, never stopping the movement of Gajeel's fingers as they teased Levy's needy pussy in the exact way she knew would have Gajeel teetering on the edge of orgasm.

A war was waging in Gajeel's brain, he desperately wanted to have sex, but a small part of his male ego was whining about the fact that he would be the one taken and not the other way around. Yes, but it would still be MY body doing the taking, don't be such a cockblock!

"Only if you are sure Levy, and on the understanding that when we switch back, we WILL be doing this again but in the right order," Gajeel retorted, a hand lifting behind him to grab on to the thick black hair, fingers twisting in desperation.

Levy nodded, placing gentle kisses to her throbbing pulse point, she could almost scent the blood coursing under the surface and it sent the tight knot of need into overdrive. She used Gajeel's hands to help support Levy's body in lifting over his length and as the tip of his cock slipped inside she almost came undone. So fucking tight, its like a glove.

There was a prominent wince on Levy's face, her brow furrowing as Gajeel felt the stinging sensation of Levy's walls being stretched to accommodate such an intrusion. It was jarring to realise that there was this wave of pain, when he knew as a man, on entering his cock into a welcoming pussy, it was euphoric.

"It'll be al-alright in a second, I promise," Levy whined, using every ounce of restraint not to thrust upwards and impale his cock fully into her slick centre. With great care she inched in slowly, hissing through his teeth as a heavy tightness gathered in Gajeel's balls.

A thin layer of sweat coated both their bodies as Levy waited for Gajeel to be ready for her to move, "I'm gonna rock back, let me know if it's too much," she whispered between cusses. Levy pulled his hips back and slid out to rock back in almost instantly, the movement caused a ripple of pleasure to run through them both and Gajeel moaned, the pain having ebbed away.

It felt so strange to feel full, it was a more than satisfying sensation and Gajeel wanted more. He lifted Levy's hips and begun a slow steady tempo of rising and falling, with each fall more and more of Gajeel's throbbing cock slipped inside easily until he was up to the hilt.

This was not going to take long, both Gajeel and Levy were very close to the edge, the freshness of this crazy situation making orgasms so much quicker to obtain. They revelled in the thrill of the swapped roles, Levy enjoying the tightness of her own core around Gajeel's dick, the way the walls clung to his length as they moved back and forth, it was addicting.

Gajeel was a little shocked to discover he enjoyed the full feeling he was receiving from being penetrated, the way his cock constantly hit against Levy's inner sweet spot and the slight edge of pain as her cervix was kissed on particularly deep thrusts.

"I'm gonna -, oh god!" Levy yelled, slamming Gajeel's hips up in a final brutal thrust as she felt the tightness in his balls sharpen and then a wave of release crashed through her as hot jets of his seed spilled into Levy's core. The final thrust had been enough for Gajeel, he could feel Levy's release, it hit him like a punch to the gut. He writhed uncontrollably as Levy's walls pulsated with reckless abandon, trying to milk his cock for everything he had, it was so fucking intense.

Levy fell backwards on the bed, bringing Gajeel with her as the pair lay there panting and contorting from the continuous aftershocks of pleasure.

Neither of them noticed the quiet whip of wind that swirled through the room, and it took them a moment to realise that they had returned to their original bodies. Gajeel was the first to notice, pulling himself from Levy, turning her in strong hands so she could drape over his muscled body.

Levy looked into the smouldering crimson eyes of Gajeel, "hi," she whispered shyly, her cheeks flushing even more as she felt the delicious spikes of their union thrumming in her now sated body.

"Hi," he cooed back, stroking Levy's cheek with tender care. "Let me know when you are ready for round two girly," he teased.

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Gray was growing impatient, Gajeel and Levy had been quick to disappear and 'take care' of the situation, and he wished he could be as decisive as them. Yes, he had feelings for Juvia, and yes, he wanted her body like any sane man would, but there was still this stupid nagging doubt constantly preventing him from acting.

Now with Mira playing devilish matchmaker, he was forced to take action. Whilst Gray was busy grinding his teeth and devising ways to torture the fair haired mage, he hadn't noticed Natsu, now in Lucy's body, sidle up to him.

"Do you think they are having sex?" Natsu whispered, a faint blush staining Lucy's cheeks. Gray jumped, his head swinging around as he looked down at the buxom blonde body next to him, blue hair whipped him in the face and he groaned in annoyance.

Pushing away the blue hair angrily, he growled "probably, why? Are you scared flamebrain?"

Lucy's cheeks puffed in irritation, her small hands fisting on her hips as Natsu took his usual pre-battle stance, "I'm scared of nothing Ice Princess, I could take you down even in this weak body!" he yelled loudly.

"Watch it buddy, I am not weak!" a very agitated Natsu called out, shaking his fist at Lucy, who was now trying to hide behind Juvia's body.

Gray let out a deep sigh of frustration, he turned to the cowering Lucy and patted her shoulder, "you'll be fine man, lets face it, its gonna be Lucy in control anyway. She is the one in charge of your dick currently," he teased, walking over to Juvia who was still roaming her hands over his damn body.

He heard a quiet gulp as he strode off, let's see, I've seen her do this loads, I wonder if I can use her magic…

"Water Lock!" he cried, watching in satisfaction as water wrapped around Juvia within his body, making her gasp as he used her own magic against her. "Come on Juvia, it's time we had a chat.", he quietly cooed, moving the sphere towards the door and forcing Juvia to a more private location.

Juvia was awestruck, how had Gray managed to use her own magic? She was silent until they reached Gray's small apartment room. With a pop Gray released the spell and Juvia dropped on to the rumpled bed with a heavy thump, her gaze never leaving Juvia's own face.

"What?" he huffed, placing a hand on Juvia's hip and jutting it out slightly. He scowled as he realised how ridiculous he felt in this body.

Stammering, Juvia searched for the words, "you were able to use my own magic, and not only that, you were able to manipulate the spell so I was able to breathe, that is not easy." Juvia looked down at Gray's long fingers, twisting them in his lap as she felt his heart thundering in his chest. A chest she had simply adored touching minutes ago, now she was feeling unsure.

"Hm, well, I have seen you use that spell a million times Juvia, it wasn't so hard to replicate," he answered, frowning as he watched Juvia slowly sink into herself before his eyes. The uncertainty displayed clearly on his own face, was this what Juvia saw when he constantly rejected her advances? Ouch…

Gray had to do something, he really didn't like the emotions that were so vividly crossing his face, it was finally time he fessed up.

"Look Juvia, I know I've been pretty resistant of your advances in the past," he started, pacing his small room and trying valiantly to ignore the gentle bounce of Juvia's boobs as he walked back and forth, "but the truth is, I do want you. I'm just scared that I'll disappoint you, and that I won't be the man you wanted me to be."

If hearts could truly burst from words alone, now would have been the time that Juvia's heart exploded, albeit that it would have been Gray's poor heart given this situation. Juvia could feel a warmth unlike anything she had ever experienced wash through her, and she became aware of a growing in Gray's too tight pants.

She blushed profusely as she looked down to see Gray's erection pressing along his left thigh and still growing as she stared in dumb wonder. She lifted Gray's head and met her own eyes, they were burning with desire, the midnight blue colour seemingly swirling with it.

"That," he pointed at the painful erection, "is how I get every single time you are in the same room as me," he stated, the words sounding low and husky coming from Juvia's voice. She was already panting, squirming on the bed as she watched him lift her hands and ghost them over her hips, "can I touch your body, I've wanted to for so long?" he groaned.

Juvia could only nod enthusiastically, Gray's fingers digging into his thighs as she watched Gray smile at her. He was quick to skim her very fingertips over her navy dress before gripping at the material over her thighs, pulling it up ever so slowly. He was enjoying this, loving the feel of her lush body and also marvelling at watching his own face drink in his actions, this is exactly how I would be if I were in my own body and Juvia was putting on a show for me.

Gray continued to lift the dress, revealing her thighs then hips and stomach. With a final tug he pulled the garment cleanly over her head and tossed it at Juvia on the bed, who quickly caught it in trembling fingers. Juvia's body was encased in the most gorgeous pale blue bra, matching panties and thigh high socks. She was a siren sent to lure Gray to his death, and he could not stare long enough at the body below him.

Juvia sat mesmerised on the bed, knuckles white as they clenched at the dress in his aching lap. She bit down hard on Gray's lower lip, eliciting a heavy moan as Gray stroked at her pale flesh before her eyes. Juvia wondered if she would ever have the courage to do this herself, she hoped that she would as Gray clearly enjoyed it.

"How about I pleasure your body," he pointed down at Juvia's bare flesh, "and you pleasure mine? Does that sound good to you sweetheart?" Gray held his breath as he waited for the reply, he really wanted to touch more of her body, but he was only going to do that if she was willing.

Juvia's head spun at the suggestion, how long had she wanted to touch his glorious body? "Yes!" she exclaimed, bouncing on the mattress and regretting it instantly as the painfully straining erection rubbed against the tight fabric of his pants.

Gray smirked, he crawled on to the bed and sat on her thighs opposite Juvia who was wincing at the painful restriction of his cock, "let me give you a little bit of help," he purred, reaching for his belt buckle and quickly undoing it and the zipper on his pants, letting his hard length spring forth.

She could only gasp as she saw Gray's long thick cock for the first time, her mouth watered as it twitched under the intense gaze. Juvia was quick to wrap rough fingers around the base of the shaft and felt it pulse slightly from the pressure of the grip.

"Oh my," she groaned, she felt dizzy from the spasms of delight that rippled through Gray's cock and up his spine at the simple action. She understood why men were so protective of their equipment, it was certainly more sensitive than she had anticipated.

Gray wanted to continue watching Juvia explore his body, but he had his own mission and he would be damned if he didn't get to feel all of Juvia's softness. With delicate fingers he slid the straps of her bra down her arms, pushing the thin satin material of the cups down so he could touch the high tight tits within. Her nipples budded under his touch, each time he grazed a finger over the tender flesh, he could feel the pleasure echoing deep between her thighs, a building pressure that was sure to detonate soon.

The air was thick with rampant lust, the only sounds that of the panting coming from the pair as they explored the bodies they were currently residing in with much fascination. Gray had been quick to remove Juvia's panties, but chose to keep the socks on, he adored how they hugged her shapely legs and he would make sure they were tightly wrapped around his own head as soon as he could.

Juvia marvelled in the strength of Gray's grip as she used one hand to slowly pump on his length, the other hand stroking at his toned stomach, tracing over every faded battle scar and the edge of each muscle that rippled up his body. There was a tightness in Gray's balls, it wasn't going to take much more to bring on a release, her gaze heatedly watching as Gray teased Juvia's glistening folds.

Juvia's body was so very wet and warm, her fingers sunk easily between her slick folds and Gray was quick to rub feverishly against her clit, making her hips buck at the intense stimulation, it was almost too much. Eyes half lidded, Gray locked gazes with Juvia as he let two fingers finally slide into her welcoming core, moaning as he felt the warm heat pulling at the digits, sucking them in further.

Gray knew exactly how to curl Juvia's slender fingers inside her needy heat, pumping them into her with haste as he felt them hit against her inner sweet spot, hips grinding on the bed, seeking out extra friction.

"Press your thighs together a bit, it'll feel even better," Juvia groaned out, before tipping his head back as she spread the precum that was leaking from Gray's slit along his entire length, gritting his teeth as she fought to hold back his orgasm.

He mewled lowly, loving how Juvia was helping him out, knowing precisely how her own body liked to be pleasured, he would remember that small fact forever. Gray did as instructed, pressing her thighs together and a high squeal ripped from Juvia's throat as he felt the pressure in her aching pussy intensify tenfold.

"Fuck Juvia, you feel so fucking good!" he cried, stuttering suddenly as Juvia's body became undone. The release tipping over, stars winking before him, he tried to cling on to sanity as the most intense pleasure he had ever felt swept through her entire body, it was too much. He wanted to cry from the overstimulation of it, her beautiful skin was slick with sweat, he was on all fours as he tried to ride out the orgasm.

Juvia lost it.

Watching Gray experience such a powerful orgasm in her body, it was far more than decadent, it was sinful. With one final pump of his hand, thick ropes of cum exploded from his cock, the pressure finally easing from his balls as it shot his load all over his stomach and thighs. Despite the overwhelming experience, Juvia could not help but take an experimental lick of one finger, tasting the salty relief on Gray's tongue and shuddering at how good it tasted.

She knew how intense her own orgasms could be, it came with the territory of being a water mage, they were always more powerful due to her connection to her own body and fluids. Still reeling from the aftershocks of her own release, Juvia used Gray's incredible strength to lift her own body into Gray's embrace, stroking at her back and soothing him as he came down from the high.

Gray was at a loss for words, he felt safe in this tight hold, delighting in being stroked so tenderly and revelling in the aftercare. When he was finally able to lift Juvia's head, he looked into his own eyes and placed Juvia's lips on his, the kiss was soft, gentle and expressed exactly how he felt about this beautiful girl.

They poured every single feeling and emotion into the kiss, it simply stole their breath, and as their lips lingered against each other, a quiet wind swept into the room and the spell was undone.

~.~

Natsu was in unknown territory, his usual confident and brash manner having deserted him as he stood timidly in the Fairy Tail guildhall looking into the intense gaze of his own eyes. He had never truly appreciated how intimidating his stare could be, the onyx colour shifting as if it were mercurial. A small tremor passed up Lucy's spine, making the Natsu before him cock his head to the side in wonder.

"Are you alright Natsu? You look terrified," Lucy asked, the concern laced through Natsu's rough voice, as she reached out a hand to touch him.

Nodding much too quickly, Natsu tried to give a reassuring smile, "I'm fine, can we get out of here though? I feel like I'm on display in a museum," he muttered, his gaze sweeping over the rest of the guild who had watched slack jawed as the events unfolded before them.

Lucy watched Natsu twist her feet on the floor, the discomfort very clear in her own face as the blush on her normally fair cheeks got brighter and brighter before her eyes. She wasn't exactly coping with this swap any better, but there was something else going on with Natsu, maybe it was to do with whatever Gray had whispering to him before he left with Juvia.

She held out Natsu's powerful arm, coaxing her fingers into his grip and started to pull Natsu after her with care. Where had the carefree Salamander gone? The one who had spent the first few minutes of their swap openly ogling Lucy's bouncing chest, saliva practically dripping from her mouth!

The streets of Magnolia were quiet, the pavement bathed in the light of the early afternoon sun, it was warm and Lucy enjoyed the heat seeping into Natsu's skin, it felt like it gave him more power and she quickened the pace. She was pretty much pulling Natsu along by this point, when he firmly dug her heels in and tried to swing his body around unsuccessfully.

"I don't like being this weak," he pouted, annoying Lucy no end as she stood her ground, she could feel heat gathering in Natsu's fingertips and if she wasn't careful she was sure they would catch fire at any second.

Grinding teeth, Lucy slowly blew out a calming breath, "I am not weak Natsu, say it one more time and I will leave you in my damn body, how'd you like that Mr Big Scary Dragon Slayer?"

Natsu paled at the threat, he was being and jerk and he knew it, this wasn't Lucy's fault, he was simply uncontrollably nervous and he didn't know how else to express it.

Finally in the safety of Lucy's apartment, Natsu broke down. He fell to Lucy's knees, her delicate fingers wrapping around his own legs as he shook relentlessly. Lucy felt rigid and then instantly melted at the sight of Natsu cowering in her body, she slumped down and wrapped his strong arms around her own slight frame.

"Talk to me sweetie," she cooed, stroking the blonde head that huddled into the crook of his neck. Lucy detested seeing Natsu like this, she would do anything to cheer him up and take away his pain.

Gulping Natsu searched for the right words, he knew if he phrased this wrong he would hurt Lucy unintentionally. He had probed at his feelings on many a long and lonely night, on nights when he hadn't been able to settle into a comfortable sleep due to his body roaring into life with a primal want for his Lucy. He knew he desperately wanted her, there was no doubt about that, but he had no experience, zilch, nada and he was terrified of fucking things up.

This was deeply weird, he wanted to grab at Lucy's head and look deep into her eyes as he opened his heart and poured his very soul out, what he got instead was fistfuls of his own messy pink hair and the deep set frown on his own face. He was going to have to make the best of the situation, he took one deep breath and laid his heart on the line;

"Luce, I love you. I love the very soul of you. You are smart, funny, kind and you see the best in everyone without fail. You are always by my side and without you, I don't know if I would even be standing here today. You give me a strength I never thought possible and I want to thank you for that for the rest of my life."

He placed a finger on his own lips as Lucy had parted them to begin speaking, he wasn't finished, "I also think your body is fucking glorious, you have curves in all the right places and you make my mouth water when I see you in revealing clothes. I want you with a fiery passion, but…" he faltered, the words not coming to him as quickly as he would like.

Lucy could feel Natsu's heart pounding, it was so loud it was almost drowning out all her hearing. Those words, those incredibly heartfelt words were overwhelming, she could practically feel the waves of love flowing between their bodies. She smirked as he had gone on to speak of how attractive he found Lucy's body, eyes rolling at the exaggeration he gave to detailing her luscious curves.

Ultimately, she knew what the problem was, and it made her heart ache that he was so lacking in confidence. "You have never done anything sexual before, have you?" she asked, using Natsu's fingers to grip her chin and lift her face so they were looking at each other once again.

He shook her head, shame burning on her face as he tried to free himself from the steely grip he was held in.

"Natsu, look at me.", Lucy demanded, waiting for him to comply before she continued, "I don't exactly have any experience to speak of myself, let's do this together.

Oh, and Natsu?

I love you too."

Ten minutes later, clothes littered the floor making a messy trail towards Lucy's bed. Lucy and Natsu writhed in a tangle of sheets, each experiencing sexual pleasure for the first time and not even in their own bodies, it was both deeply unfair and highly erotic.

"Tell me where you want me to touch next," Lucy growled, she had Natsu's body pressing her own firmly into the mattress, she was being cradled by her own thighs and it was strangely exciting.

The utter agony of a restricted erection had finally been relieved, Lucy didn't know how guys coped with the unbearable pressure of clothes pinning it down, but she didn't muse on it long.

She had spent the last few minutes using Natsu's hot mouth to kiss, nip and lick at her own breasts. Natsu had moaned in unabashed ecstasy at the feel of the nipples being pulled and teased, each sensation echoing deep in her glorious core.

Natsu had never assumed he would enjoy being more submissive in the bedroom, not that he had any prior knowledge of either role, but he was currently mewling like a kitten as he revelled in Lucy taking charge. There was a wet heat pooling between Lucy's lush thighs, it made him want to squeeze them together, but the presence between them put a stop to that.

"Down here," he whimpered, ghosting Lucy's hand down to her incredibly naked and needy heat. He couldn't stop himself from dipping the fingertips between the glistening folds and shuddering at the pleasure that squirmed its way through her lower half.

Lucy was quick to oblige, she circled Natsu's thumb on the aching clit, eyes never moving from her own face as Natsu arched off the bed from the sheer delight of the pressure. With that arching movement he pressed Lucy's almost entirely drenched core against Natsu's throbbing cock, making her hiss in sharply as she bucked his hips in response.

The urge to press the hard length into her own slick core was overpowering, but Lucy knew that as a virgin, she needed to be prepped correctly. She pressed Natsu down on the bed, one arm snaking over her stomach to keep her flat as she eased one of Natsu's fingers into her sopping entrance.

"Holy fuck!" Natsu yelled, the sound breathy and high from Lucy's lips, he was trembling at the unending pressure that was twisting and writing deep in Lucy's lower belly. When another finger quickly joined the first, he threw her head back and openly panted as he felt her walls being stretched from his own fingers pressing and scissoring into her.

It felt almost too good, there was a small tinge of sharp pain as he felt stretched beyond comfort, but the pleasure simply washed that away until it was barely noticeable. He wasn't going to last long, a few more well placed stroked and he knew that an orgasm would tear through Lucy's writhing body.

"R-ready?" Lucy asked, she was desperately trying to stop herself from pressing forward too forcefully and tipping Natsu over the teetering edge before she was ready herself. Although it was safe to say that she would not last long either, as she removed her now glistening fingers from her own core, presenting them to Natsu and simply saying, "suck."

Natsu stifled a deep groan of approval as he hungrily lapped at his own calloused fingers, delighting in the taste of Lucy's juices, she tasted utterly divine and he would never be able to get enough of it. As the fingers slipped out again, he lifted his chin, and said with confidence, "I'm ready."

Butterflies sprung to life in Lucy's tummy as Natsu felt his own dick line up at Lucy's entrance, with one smooth swing of hips Lucy began to slowly press forward. They hissed in unison, Natsu gripping tightly on to his shoulders as the burn of pain flared to life at the intense stretching below. Lucy simply could not believe the warmth she was being met with, the welcoming heat drawing her forward and pulsing around Natsu's highly sensitive shaft. When she was finally satisfied, fully impaling the aching core with the mammoth length, she rocked ever so slowly, testing the waters.

Watching the look on her own flushed and sweaty face turn from a deep grimace to a glazed awe as Natsu joined in the pleasure. Their bodies met in a steady rhythm, both rocking hips to grant that extra little bit of friction and heighten each and every movement.

It wasn't going to last, it was simply too intense and too new for the young couple. One particularly deep thrust made Natsu curl Lucy's toes, the tight knot in her tummy exploded and he felt the explosion spread to every part of her body. He clung to his partner, shaking and trembling as the orgasm ripped through him without restraint.

Lucy managed to pull out in time, thick spurts of Natsu's hot sticky cum painting across Lucy's smooth stomach, the tightness in Natsu's balls and lower stomach finally releasing as the orgasm rocked through her. She would swear her eyes crossed from the decadence of the situation, who else would have a story of losing virginities like them would?

After several moments of shared panting and heavy breathing, Natsu finally managed to squeak out, "do you want me to pull out in future?" He was genuinely curious, perhaps Lucy was scared of impregnation, although he was pretty sure she was on birth control.

Before Lucy could respond, a quiet wind rippled through the room, and they found themselves in back in the correct bodies. Natsu smiled, a true happy grin painting his handsome face as he realised he was exactly where he was meant to be.

"No, I don't want you to pull out. I just wanted that first to be truly yours," Lucy explained, her soft hand lifting to trace along his jawline, eyes wavering with love and desire.

Natsu dropped his weight on top of Lucy, ripping a squeal of discomfort from the blonde below. He merely chuckled as he grabbed her close and rolled with her until Lucy found herself now straddling his hips and looking down at the mess of sticky white cum splashed all over both their bodies.

"Natsu, look at the mess you've made!" she yelled in mock ire, smacking his chest.

"That I made? Hey, you were the one to pull out, dumbass!" he chuckled back, enjoying the feel of his own fingers touching Lucy's soft and supple skin.

They laughed like idiots, until their lips met.

Their kisses were slow and sensual, they had a lot of time to explore each other correctly now, and they would be damned if they were going to waste any of it.

Between kisses, Natsu murmured heatedly in Lucy's ear, "hey, do you wanna try you being in control again sometime? Only in your own sexy body this time…"

The look Natsu gave Lucy scorched her very soul, tightness again thrumming to life in her pussy as she basked in the knowledge that he was truly her Dragon Slayer.

"You're on," was the bashful response.

~.~

Several days had passed, yet there was still no sight of Mirajane and Laxus in the Fairy Tail guildhall. The three now official and happy couples gathered there every day, waiting patiently to get their hands on the She-Devil.

The first day had been extremely awkward, there was a lot of uncomfortable looks and questions between the six friends. Thankfully Natsu had been on hand to provide his usual entertainment, turning the whole debacle into some kind of weird pantomime as he enacted what he thought Gajeel and Levy, then Gray and Juvia had got up to in their own alone time.

Finally, as the wizards sat around drinking and merrily chatting; Levy firmly seated in Gajeel's lap, Gray with his head slumped on to Juvia's shoulder, and Lucy and Natsu with their fingers entwined under the table, a familiar figure emerged from what they thought was a storage room.

Mira stood in the doorway, her usual perky smile in place on her pretty face, eyes crinkling with warmth as she took in the welcoming sight of the happy couples.

"Seems my plan worked!" she cried happily, clapping her hands together with glee.

Six sets on eyes fell on the white haired female, her skin flashed to the same shade as her hair as she took in their fearsome looks.

"One." hissed Gajeel and Levy.

"Two." snarled Gray and Juvia.

"Hold on! W-wait, it was for your own good!" Mira tried to reason with them as she quickly tried to backtrack, but finding the door firmly closed.

"Three!" yelled Natsu and Lucy.

"You better run She-Devil!" Lucy warned as six wizards took after the now fleeing Mirajane.

At least my plan worked! Mira thought as she ran for her life.