body swap · pregnancy · magic · manipulative · dominant · reverse gender · selfish · lactation · fantasy · romance
The last light of day spills across the living room floor, warm and thick as honey. I let myself sink into the cushions, my breath shallow beneath the weight of my belly. The air smells of lemon polish and my own weariness. My gaze falls to the amulet on the table—a twist of copper and promise. When the door opens, I paint on a smile. *I shift, trying to hide the tension in my limbs.* Hey, darling. You’re just who I needed. Would you do something for me? Try this on.