Chapter 10 – Switch Hitters


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Jay was pretty sure he'd passed out.

It seemed like the most logical conclusion because he was waking up, and he wouldn't be doing that if he hadn't fallen asleep at some point.

The ground beneath him was hard, but that was an afterthought at best while Jay tried to take stock of his body. Considering the very intense pleasuring he'd just received at the hands of the shower, then Ben, then the shower again, he wasn't surprised that his body was still gripped in a low-level hum of arousal, even though he felt a bit… weird? His chest felt superbly sensitive for some reason, but more than that, it felt heavy, like he'd gotten some kind of additional weight there. Maybe one of the autocleaners was still seeing too him, but-

He didn't have a dick.

Jay paused, keeping his eyes closed as he reviewed his findings but yeah, there was no dick between his legs. There was no familiar weight there, just a lack, though he felt very hot and sensitive, twitching and-

"Oh Light," a voice – his voice, croaked from next to him, and Jay pushed his eyes open in time to see his own naked visage staring down at himself with a look of shock. "Oh no, oh-"

"Jane?" Jay asked, and that was- that was a girl's voice, that was Jane's voice, he was in Jane's naked body and she was in his and he didn't even know this was a power he had but apparently he did and that definitely terrifying.

"I have a penis," Jane said, poking at Jay's length, and that time Jay didn't feel it, meaning their sensory sharing thing must have cut off, likely because it'd progressed to a switching bodies thing.

Jay knew his magic was mostly mental because of his stupid dad, but apparently his and Jane's magic had synced up so well that they'd managed to switch consciousnesses, which would be cool if it wasn't actually terrifying.

Oh man, what if Jay got sent back to the Isle? Would they send him back in Jane's body? Would they send her in his place? It was awful to think about, and it left Jay panicking somewhat, even more so as he struggled to make Jane's body sit up because her proportions were so different and everything was curvy and soft and he had boobs.

"Jay," Jane-as-him gasped, her hands still feeling out his length in panicked movements. "I have a penis."

"Um- yeah?" Ben said, the brunette seeming to still be clawing his way towards coherency. He started pushing himself up with a yawn, unbothered by the fact that he was definitely naked. "Are you okay?"

"Jay and I switched bodies," Jane babbled, which in a way answered Ben's question. "I don't know how we did it."

"I don't either," Jay confessed, and he knew the root of this was probably his fault but he didn't know how to undo it, he didn't want to be a sorcerer.

"What if we're stuck like this?" Jane asked. "Not that- not that your body's bad, just- I want mine."

"What?" Ben asked, still a few seconds behind them. "What are you talking about, Jay?"

"I'm Jane," Jane pressed, and it was kind of weird to see her worried, doe-eyed thing on his body. "We switched bodies."

Ben paused, then slowly shook his head, like that would help the situation, before turning his attention to Jay, where he immediately blushed and looked up at the ceiling. "So this was um- accidental magic?"

"Yeah?" Jay hazarded. "It started acting up when we were- you know, and then when we woke up, we were like this."

"I'll never be a cheerleader like this," Jane said, staring at Jay's body. "Or, maybe I will – you're so good at flipping, but my coronation dress."

"Don't panic," Ben said, finally coming back to himself. "It'll be okay guys. We'll just make a stop at the Enchanted Lake and everything will be fine."

"How will some magic lake help us?" Jay asked, trying very hard to ignore the way Jane's not-dick was pressing against the cool tile, trying not to caress her nipples because they were so stupidly warm.

"It can undo spell effects," Ben said, which- oh, okay, that was handy. "We can go there now- just- change into some clothes and pretend to do a food run or something, but for now just stay calm, and um- try to act like each other. The less people that know about this, the better."

Jay paused, because that sounded like – "You want me to pretend to be Jane?"

"Just for now," Ben urged. "I know you guys didn't mean to do this, but if the wrong people find out Jay has this power-"

"They'll send me back to the Isle," Jay said, his heart- or Jane's heart or whatever, starting to pound in his chest. "They'll-"

"Be worried and suspicious and not send you back to the Isle until you commit an actual crime," Ben said. "But this will make them worry unnecessarily. I mean, you guys have been fine the entire time you've been here – so much so that they're considering letting me invite another batch of transfer students over, which will really help with the overall reforms, but I don't want to give the council any reason to pull their support." He dropped his gaze down from the ceiling and focused on their faces. "We just need to play it cool for a little bit. It won't be for long, and then this will all be behind us."

Jay nodded, though he felt overwhelmed with the deluge of information. Funny, the one time he wasn't attempting to actively acquire data for Mal was the time Ben felt like giving it to him freely. They wanted to invite more kids over? Finalize some kind of reforms? The last part was Evie stuff, but still, this was information he'd need to pass onto Mal soon enough.

"Okay," Jane said, seeming to take comfort in the fact that they had a plan. "Where's our swimsuits?"

"I think the autocleaners might have stolen them," Ben said with a wince, looking around the shower.

Jay couldn't really disagree, even Jane's suit was entirely gone, leaving all three of them very much naked.

"It will be okay," Ben repeated, like it was his new motto. "Why don't we try the door now?"

It seemed like their luck finally came through because the stall was unlocked, allowing them out into the bathroom proper, Jay and Jane still adjusting to their new bodies. His center of gravity was different now and it was weird to look down and get an eyeful of chest – so he just- he didn't do that, trying to respect Jane's body as Ben led them back out of the suite they had stumbled into when they first wanted to look after Jay.

On the bright side, they seemed to have forgotten about the whole heat stroke thing, so that was good.

On the less-good side, they exited the large, apparently sound-proof bathroom into a bedroom that was definitely occupied, Chad sprawled out on a large bed naked with an equally unclothed Evie teasing his length, and if that wasn't embarrassing enough, for whatever reason Audrey was posed at the foot of the bed, watching the two of them go at it. Her face was dusted in a definite flush, but that wasn't as distracting as the fact that her boobs were definitely bigger – the generous mounds straining against the fabric of her swimsuit.

Everyone froze.

And then Ben growled.

"Audrey," Ben rumbled, falling to a crouch beside her as he started nosing up her legs, and it was then that Jay recognized a familiar, purple glittery gel smearing Audrey's inner thighs, soaking through the bottom of her suit, which meant Mal had been there but why would Mal sex-magic Audrey and what was going on?

"Ben?" Audrey gasped, eyes half-lidded and sultry.

Ben nosed the wet groin of her suit, making Audrey shudder, and then Ben was growling again, scooping the princess into his arms before marching stubbornly out of the room, which wasn't great for their fix-everything-at-the-lake plan.

"Jane?" Chad rasped, jerking their attention back to the bed. The blond's hand was out and beseeching, pinning Jay in place. "Jane, please, I need-"

"What?" Jay asked before he remembered he was, you know, Jane, and for some reason Chad wanted him? And Evie didn't seem upset by this.

If anything, she wanted Jane there too.

What?

"It's okay," Jane murmured, nudging Jay's body forward with an unreadable look. "Go ahead."

"Um." Things seemed better with Jane's permission, but Jay still felt a little bad for deceiving the other two. Then again, they were technically getting what they wanted, right? Only they also technically weren't?

"Jane, Jane," Chad moaned as Jay climbed onto the bed, and the moment he crawled within arm's reach Chad was grabbing for him, dragging Jay into his side and sloppily kissing him. Jay was- he was kissing Chad- those pretty pink lips he'd been dreaming of far too much and he was finally kissing them as Jane, and it was weird because her lips were fuller than his but it still felt good. "Mal fixed me," Chad gasped when he pulled back. "She-"

"Jay," Mal snapped, the Dark Fae in-question barging in as though they'd summoned her.

Her entire focus was on Jane who Mal didn't hesitate to cut a path to, her eyes shining green.

"Jay, you idiot," she hissed. "Did you hydrate?"

"Um- yes," Jane managed, looking overwhelmed by Mal's intensity.

"Good," Mal huffed, sparing Evie an appreciative smile before she turned her focus back on Jane. "Then you and I can get frisky. I need to properly check in with you."

"What?" Jane said, but Mal was already dragging her from the room, which was-

"What?" Jay echoed, his heart pounding in his chest because he and Mal didn't- but now she was and he wasn't even in his own damn body to enjoy it because of his stupid, errant magic.

"That was probably inevitable," Evie said, her tone unreadable. "And not something we're going to focus on." She turned her attention back to Chad, who was flushed and wanting. "What to do you need, Chad?"

"This is gonna sound stupid," Chad gasped, his chest heaving. "Jane, can I suck your-"

"Um- yeah," Jay interrupted, because he didn't actually want to find out how that sentence ended, and that was how he found himself posed on his knees in front of Chad, one of the blond's hands braced on his hip while the other cupped Jay's chest, those pretty pink lips moving forward to suck and lap at Jay's nipples. "Chad!" Jay croaked, feeling his groin get stupidly wet, and that was something that only worsened when Evie actually started touching him, fingering him like a damn expert and had she done this before?

"That's it, Jane," Evie hummed, happy to plaster herself against Jay's back while the two of them teased him. "Just like this."

"Finally," Chad gasped against Jay's chest, his lips smeared with Jane's glittering slick. "I've wanted to- to do that for- to give back to my fairy godperson-"

"And you can," Evie said, her voice full of fondness. "Show Jane how much you care for her, sweetheart."

"Okay," Chad said before he got back to work, Evie pressing kisses against Jay's shoulders, and it was- it was so much, more than he had ever hoped for – Chad and Evie touching him and it felt so good.

He could only hope now that he didn't accidentally cast some more magic, but honestly, who knew what the future would bring them.

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"Don't think I missed the fact that you're naked," Mal muttered as she shoved Jay into the next bedroom she found, at least, the next bedroom that wasn't occupied by Ben and Audrey, who seemed to be enthusiastically going at it, so much so that Mal had almost been tempted to pause her quest with Jay to give them a round of applause except she couldn't, because one of hers was naked and wreaked of sex and that herbal, cleaning stuff that permeated the outdoor showers. "I want that story later."

"Y-Yes, Mal," Jay said, clearly taken off guard by Mal's demand to ravish him, but damnit, she was only so strong, and it wasn't like she'd missed the way he stared at them all the time. Mal had been waiting for Jay to feel comfortable enough to approach her, but she finally realized that was never going to happen no matter what he wanted, so she opted for the route she'd taken with Carlos and was direct and shit. If she'd misread the situation Jay would tell her as much, or at the very least, he wouldn't be twitching with a renewed sense of arousal as Mal pushed him back onto the bed.

"Finally," Mal muttered, happy to run her hands up the outside of Jay's toned thighs before wrapping her fingers around his length, something that immediately left him gasping, a dark flush spilling down his chest as his hips eagerly rutted into her attention. It was like each and every slide of her fingers set off an incomprehensible wave of want in Jay, and if she'd known he was this damn sensitive, she would have screwed his brains out a long time ago. "Feeling good?"

Jay's only response was to whine, looking so very bashful and sweet and oh, he was like Carlos, or maybe he was just overwhelmed that this was happening at all and was still trapped in a sense of disbelief.

That wouldn't do.

"You're mine," Mal growled, kissing her way up his chest and pausing when she got to the curve of his neck because he seemed to sport a collection of bruises that were already beginning to darken. "Who did this?"

"B-Ben," Jay gasped, his eyes falling shut as she began to jerk him harder. He was writhing into her touch, beginning to lose himself and with that came a certain looseness to his magic. He wasn't as in control as he normally was, because Jay was so afraid of his magic, and Mal felt herself reacting to that lovely projection of energy by releasing a thread of her own magic, letting it curl with Jay's while Mal pondered over what to do with this new information.

The fact that Ben – who was such a disgustingly nice person – was so overwhelmed by his need for Jay that he willingly marked him despite having a girlfriend he was very committed to (and granted, Audrey didn't seem to reciprocate this, but the fact remained the same), meant that Jay was irresistible to him, and that knowledge made Mal preen. Jay was hers, of course he was good enough to prompt ravishment from the king, and that was enough to spur Mal forward.

"Did he treat you well?" Mal asked, kissing each of those bruises while she felt Jay's length begin to drip clear beads of slick, lovely things she eagerly spread along warm flesh to increase her stimulation. "Was he good to you?"

"Y-Yes," Jay gasped, his hands curling in the fabric of the blankets beneath them, like he was afraid of touching Mal.

It wouldn't do, but with their magic eagerly swirling together, building into an unreadable thing, Mal allowed it to slide. He was gladly offering her that intimacy, at least. They'd work their way up to the other.

"And Jane?" Mal asked, making Jay twitch underneath her, his eyes popping open. "Did he ravish her too?"

"I- yeah," Jay gasped, his chest beginning to heave. "He um- and I-"

They both paused when they felt their magic swell, the two of them barreling past some kind of breaking point, and Mal didn't know what it was until a bright light centered on her groin, something forming with a terrible heat before the light dissipated in a quick, blinding burst.

"Shit." Mal hissed at the feeling of discomfort that followed. Something was different down there, and where her suit had perfectly accommodated her before, now it felt horribly tight, like it was straining against her, and the pinched feeling made her legs shake, until she was collapsing next to Jay's side with a moan.

"What's wrong?" Jay asked, immediately concerned. "Mal-"

He cut off when his gaze dropped to her crotch, and Mal followed his line of sight to see a weird sort of bulge between her legs.

"Oh no," Jay said somewhat faintly, without a hint of irony, and before Mal could make fun of him he was carefully undoing her boardshorts, hooking his fingers into the bikini bottom below and pulling both of them down to reveal-

That was a dick.

Mal had a dick.

"Oh no," Jay repeated, his fingers curling tentatively around the large, flushed thing.

"Jay, you shithead," Mal snapped, though her anger was vastly mitigated by the way his fingers teased her, moving in stubborn shifts that felt more exhilarating than anything she'd experienced before, so good that she could only quiver while he worked her new dick awkwardly up and down. "J-Jay."

"Our magic," Jay said distractedly, his entire focus fixated on Mal's new appendage and that shouldn't be hot, but it seemed to be enough for Mal, who eagerly swelled and leaked under his attention. "You're good at um- manifestation and I- I can do um, mental arts now and that- you must have accidentally created what I was thinking about."

"You were thinking about me having a dick?" Mal tried to snarl, but it mostly came out as a weak rasp because every pump and slide of Jay's hand felt amazing. It made the rest of her feel weak, feel out of control, and where she had intended to ravish, now she was being doted on, and she didn't know how she felt about it, only that she didn't want Jay to stop.

"I was um- thinking about my d-dick," Jay said, and at least he seemed embarrassed by this. "You made it feel so good."

"And now mine makes me feel so- shit," Mal gasped, shuddering again. "Jay, just-"

"Why, hello," a voice purred from the doorway, and both of them turned in time to see Lonnie posed in the door Mal had definitely locked behind them, a wide grin on her face. "Care to add one more?"

Mal should say no. This was about her and Jay, this was a result of magic gone wrong and she shouldn't hand out weaknesses- except Mal found herself overwhelmed at the prospect of getting someone else to dote on her, so instead of turning Lonnie away like she should, she babbled- "Get in here."

"Please," Jay added, and Mal would make fun of him for that later, but either way it didn't seem to matter too much because Lonnie was skipping her way back inside, not bothering to shut the door and Mal didn't care, she didn't care about any of it, and she was pretty sure the source of these new feelings originated from her dumb magic dick.

So not only had she acquired what Jay had been focusing on, she'd acquired his frame of mind too, and after being alone for so long she wasn't surprised that he was eager for more attention, she just wished she wasn't the one channeling it. Except she also did because of the magic, so she didn't really do anything while Lonnie happily stripped herself out of her swimsuit, and it was sort of flattering that all the while Jay's entire focus was on her rather than the Northern Wei teen.

She'd reward him for that later.

"How's it going there, Jay?" Lonnie asked, throwing down a box of something on the bed as she grabbed the boardshorts and suit bottoms, dragging them off Mal's trembling legs in an effortless movement.

"Okay, I think," Jay murmured, all shy, and Mal wanted to snarl at having to share this sweet side of her teammate with someone else but Jay was flushing darker now, his attention still on Mal, which was a mighty balm in itself. "I've never messed with one of these before." Lonnie paused from where she was pushing off Mal's swim shirt, and Jay's flush darkened. "I mean," he elaborated. "For a um- another guy. Not me, I do me all the time."

"Then mimic what you'd do for yourself," Lonnie giggled before going back to work, and Mal found herself naked in no time, which had been the exact opposite of what she'd intended but she couldn't really object when Lonnie started fondling her chest, tweaking her nipples and peppering her shoulders with kisses. "It's not something you exactly have to worry about for too long anyway."

"W-What do you mean?" Jay asked, glancing over at Lonnie and twitching when he noticed the hand she had tucked between her legs, the Imperial City teen seeming to stretch herself out. "Lonnie."

"Come on," Lonnie groaned, really teasing Mal's chest. "Do you know how much sex I have watched today? I wanna participate. I wanna ride Mal's secret dick."

"My temporary dick," Mal snapped, because she was pretty sure the spell wasn't intended to be permanent. At least, she hoped not, because she couldn't live with this distraction. "And w-what sex have you seen?"

"A lady never kisses and tells," Lonnie said mischievously, bending down to flick her tongue across Mal's sensitive nipple in a light tease. "Now, you ready?"

"You actually want me to um- fuck you?" Mal gasped, Jay's efforts becoming slowly more confident.

Lonnie actually laughed at her, then reached over for the box she'd thrown down earlier, tearing into it to reveal a few ribbons of square, foil packages, one of which she eagerly ripped off.

"At this rate, Mal?" she began as she tore open the packet, removing a circle of clear rubber or something that she started sliding onto Mal's dick, and that was- oh, condoms, right. "I'm gonna be fucking you, baby. Power bottom all the way."

"What?" Mal gasped, but that was all she was able to get out before Lonnie was straddling her lap, slowly easing Mal's length into her warmth- "Shit!" Mal croaked, everything feeling entirely overwhelmed, Lonnie heat and the tight squeeze and everything seemed eight times more sensitive, making Mal pulse and twitch and leak, gobs of slick pulsing into the condom and smearing down her length.

And Lonnie, she just looked victorious, smirking down at Mal as though aware of how little she was in control.

"Gotta say," Lonnie gasped, giving an experimental rock that left Mal keening. "Your dick feels good, Mal."

"L-Lonnie," Mal crooned, shuddering when Lonnie began to work herself up and down her length. "I-"

"Hold on," Lonnie hummed, reaching down to cup her breasts, giving them careful squeezes as she rocked herself anew, Mal pulsing terribly inside her. "Jay, get a condom on you."

"I- why?" Jay asked, though he did as he was told, seeming mesmerized by the sight.

"Because when you're ready, I'm gonna roll onto my back," Lonnie hummed. "And while Mal tries to fuck me from on top, you're gonna rut into those wet folds of hers."

"Lonnie!" Mal crooned, twitching hard at the thought of it, at the thought of Jay's- but she was supposed to ride him, she was supposed to make him babble nonsense while she was in control and smirking and felt him fall apart.

"Do you want that?" Jay asked Mal, always so focused on her comfort. "Mal-"

"Do it," Mal gasped, her dumb magic dick making her desperate for the idea, her folds already smearing generous swells of slick down her inner thighs.

"Okay," Jay said, and Mal was mostly useless as they repositioned, Lonnie doing most of the work while Mal moaned against her chest, Mal holding her close as she felt Jay nudged against her groin, hot, slick skin practically singingfor him.

"Jay," she whimpered, shifting her hips hopefully, and he didn't deny her, slowly urging himself in until she felt so full and he- at least he seemed as overwhelmed as she was, Lonnie smirking wider at how gone they were before she ordered Jay to get moving.

And Jay- he'd always been good at following orders, especially when Mal's comfort was on the line.

He moved, and Mal saw stars.


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Endnotes:

Shit continues to get bananas, lol.

Until next time