Swapping Parts


Story written by Alfons with help from Atom-Smash


Summary
Johan is utterly unable to flirt with girls, finding the thought of it horrifying… but he is a male, and a male has urges. His friend Jacob comes up with an idea, why not swap parts? Johan is confused but intrigued as Jacob explains that they can rent a genital portal. They switch cocks for an evening hours and while the hopeless romantic helps out the female lab friend with swimming, Jacob goes about town to find a one night stand for them to enjoy.




Johan sighed heavily, his breathing showing in the cold winter air as he and Jacob sat in a car in front of their friend's large mansion. Johan looked at his bigger friend, lips quivering. “R-remember, you’re only to get… freaky, after I’m done being her life guard.” 


The elk chuckled, looking his fallow deer buddy over. “Make it quick, the sooner you give the green light the better,” Jacob noted, fondling the member in his pants, the deer beside him flinching cutely. “Eager girls don’t come out after midnight.” 


Johan rolled his eyes. “…How on earth did you convince me?”


The elk rolled his eyes too, “Because I’m your best friend, and you’d be forever stuck a virgin without me.” He flicked the shorter male on the snout as he pulled his baggy pants up, the switch portal secured fastly onto his crotch. 


“Jacob, no whores or dangerous ladies… I don’t wanna be stuck with some disease or get hunted down by a crazy fur!” He gave his buddy an accusing look, Johan knowing full well that Jacob wasn’t picky.


Jokingly posing, the elk saluted him. “Ay ay Captain." And with a smile now on his friend's nervous muzzle, the buddies parted ways: One for the city, and the other for his friend Katja’s indoor swimming pool to help her out as her parents were out of town.


…..


DingDong! DingDong! 


Fast steps were heard inside as he stood awkwardly and waited, the doorbell matching the feel of the building itself, upper class and on the nose… However, the same couldn’t be said for the canine opening the door. 


A brown labrador who stood half a head shorter than him, her body fit and not overly curvy, a real tomboy if Johan were to admit it. She was wearing nothing but the school's official swimsuit, her ears hidden away beneath the swim cap. 


“Johan! What took you so long?!” the excited labrador shouted, catching the deer in a surprise hug as she was happy to finally have her lifeguard here.


“Ack! Katja, you’re making my clothes wet!”


“Oh don’t be a wuss, they’ll dry while you watch over me at the pool.” 


Her words did little to calm him down however, the beautiful canine pressing against his chest in a manner he couldn’t help but enjoy. Luckily for him, his twitching and emerging member was far away in Jacob’s car and not shoving itself against her body.


“Now come on, the water is all warmed up for us,” she cheered, dragging the blushing male behind her as they made their way towards the changing rooms and competition pool. Before long, Johan had gotten changed… but refused to leave the changing room.


“What’s taking so long? I’m not getting any younger out here!” 


“Just give me a moment… My tail won’t get through the hole in the trunks,” Johan lied, the real problem lying with the massive elk member pushing against his fallow deer trunks. He looked at his phone, his buddy on the other side unresponsive to his messages. 


‘She’ll think me a perv if I walk out like this!’ 


With his virginity on a timer, he looked frantically for something to cover himself with. He tapped his hoof against the tiled floor, looking upon the t-shirt, and begrudgingly put it on before whipping out his friend’s cock for it to lay flat against his stomach.


Now with his modesty protected, Johan emerged from the lockers, the fallow unsurprised at Katja’s voice almost deafening him, “There you are!” Her chestnut eyes stared his sky-blue ones down, before quickly softening. “I know it’s the weekend, but some of us would like to be off to bed before the sun comes back up.” She pouted cutely at him, her brown body beneath the water as she leaned against the edge of the pool.


“I’m sorry…”


“Sure, but you should buy new trunks if it takes you that long to get them on, you’re even slower at changing than Katrine,” she noted, pointing a claw at him as she mentioned their lazy dalmatian friend who was likely somewhere in town drinking.


“Not possible!” He walked to the watchtower and sat down while smirking at her. “We both know I could never rival her record of five hours used on changing clothes.”


“Ha ha, very funny.” She looked annoyed, but the smirk beneath her rolling canine eyes was unmistakable. Setting off, the brown lab moved to one end of the swimming pool. “Enough playing around, I’d like to get some laps done before this weekend really kicks off.”


“Kick off… you plan on me joining you in the pool?”


“N-no… It’s a figure of speech!” And with that she put on her goggles and set off.


He tried to ask her what she’d meant, and why she had fidgeted (something she did when avoiding questions), but was interrupted when a ding came from his pocket.


[Dude, you’ve gotta let me! I’ve found the perfect chick for you man, she’s rumored to have a switch portal on too! Total anonymity, it doesn’t get better than this!]


[WHAT!] 


He felt dizzy like he’d just awoken from a serious hangover, the twitching manhood on his chest and the smell of elk musk not bettering the situation. 


[Hit her up and stall, Katja has only just started swimming.] He didn’t even need for Jacob to respond, the sensation of him throbbing enough to tell that the charmer was likely already walking towards the lady he’d chosen for the virgin.


“Shouldn't you be watching me?”


Katja's voice nearly made him drop his phone. Fumbling to stuff it back in his swimming trunk pocket, he looked up to find that Katja had stopped swimming and was giving him a disappointed look from the edge of the pool.


“Sorry,” he hurried to apologize. “Important text from Jacob, you know how he is.”


The labrador replied with a roll of her eyes, at least as far as Johan could make out through her swimming goggles. “Yeah I do,” she said with a sigh, then frowned. “He didn't send you pictures, did he? Is that why you're watching your phone and not me?”


It took Johan a moment to process what she was implying, and then he blushed. It wouldn't have been the first time Jacob sent him a bragging pic of a girl he'd banged.


“N-no,” he denied, then realised he should add some more honesty: “Not this time.”


“Good,” Katja smiled, “Eyes on me, and if I see you pulling out your phone again, you're joining me in the water.” With that she continued doing her laps.


Johan wasn't sure if it was just his nervous horny mind, spurred on by the occasional brush on his penis on Jacob's end, or the scent wafting from the huge pole hidden beneath his shirt, but he couldn't help but look at Katja with growing hunger as she swam. 


It was probably his imagination, but he could swear she was moving a bit more provocatively than usual, stopping every time she reached the end to make eye contact, and flexing her rump above the water's edge as she pushed off for the next straight.


A row of vibrations and small dings came from his pocket in quick succession, soon followed by what could only be a wet tongue. It traced its way from his base on to his tip, the dick on his chest flexing from how sexy it likely looked. 


‘Shit shit shit! Not now!’ 


He tried to focus on the canine before him, the warm feel of the moist air, anything other than the amazing tongue that was making him harder than he’d ever been before. “This was not how I’d imagined my evening going,” he hissed as quietly as he could manage, and yet despite his best effort, his female friend started swimming towards him.


“Johan, could you give me my phone and a towel?”


“S-su… Mmmm, sure!” He probably looked like an utter fool with how he was blushing at his longtime friend, her raised eyebrow not giving him much hope of being able to play off his sudden moaning as a bad stomach arch, the musk from Jacob's dick likely growing too strong for her sensitive dog nose to ignore.


Johan’s mind was a mess, the eyes she was giving him and the feel of getting deepthroated for the first time almost sending tears of joy and frustration down his face. And just as it had begun, it stopped. the sound of another ding too alluring to ignore.


He took out his phone, his eyes half-way flying out of his head as he saw the image Jacob had sent: a zoomed in image of a dalmatian crotch, her switch portal in focus as it showed the soft folds of another canine dripping with excitement, with his dick about to enter.


Above the text was a simple message [Congratulations on graduating from being a virgin!]


“I told you to focus on me, didn’t I!” 


Before he knew it, her hand had taken hold of his and he was crashing head first into the warm water, his scream mixing with a deep moan as he felt himself sink halfway into his first ever woman, the lab in the water joining in as she gave a shriek upon him hitting the water.


“Ouch, that hurt more than I expected,” Katja groaned as she hugged him, their stomachs pressed against one another. Johan was close to flying out of his own fur as he blushed to the point of looking like a tomato. She could feel Jacob’s cock without a doubt… yet she looked as composed as ever as she gave him a knowing look.


“I-I can explain!” he stammered, trying to rip himself from her embrace, but with little luck.


“Mmmmm, why? If anything I think I should explain if you haven’t caught on yet.”


Light bulbs turned on in his dizzy mind, yet his voice was too slow to answer as his dick sank the rest of the way inside, the pair in the pool almost moaning each other deaf. “You’re… And the dalmatian was Katrine!” he spoke through heavy breathing.


“Indeed I am.” She lifted his chin, her eyes appearing to glimmer as she leaned in, catching his lips in a tender kiss that sent him spiralling towards release, his only salvation being Katja breaking their kiss. “Did you think I was oblivious to the way you’ve been looking at me?”


“I… Was this your idea?” 


“Mhmm, though Katrine was the one who suggested the portals.” She squeezed the massive elk member through Johan’s drenched shirt, eliciting a few quick thrusts from the pair having fun back at the dalmatian’s apartment. 


“F-fuck… S-sorry, you’re really tight.” He apologised, his sensitive member deep being inside of his crush enough to make his consciousness waver. 


“Of course, I’ve been waiting for you to ask me out so we could lose our v-cards together you silly dork.” She took his hand and placed it on her stomach, making him feel just how deeply he was actually penetrating her. “Can’t say I expected you to be so hung!”


“N-not helping! I’m already close, Katja!” 


“You’re right, it’s not fair if we’re the only ones having fun.” With energy befitting a labrador, she pulled them from the warm waters, before roughly placing the deer on his back with her looming over the twitching member of their elk friend.


“I’m sure Jacob and Katrine wouldn’t mind joining the fun,” she said, rubbing a paw over the now glistening wet bitchood between her legs 


Johan was excited to give it a try. Even as he was technically having sex with her, and the sensations in his penis were beyond fantastic, he would still like to be the one thrusting into her, the one going through the motions of making love to her, even if it wouldn't be their own genitals that felt it…


…There was also another problem however. “You sure Katrine can take THAT?!” he asked, eyeing the intimidating meat pole separating them. His own wasn't much smaller by any means, but Jacobs was enormous and thick like a tree trunk.


“I didn’t know if I could take you before you bottomed out in me,” Katja shrugged, a hungry glint in her eye as she squatted down over him. “So why not test her… flexibility, just like how they tested us?” Johan could do little to stop her, tongue tied when she pulled the swimsuit aside and shamelessly flashed the dalmatian pussy between her legs, lining the thing against the veiny and throbbing elk cock, the contrast was almost comical.


“And a one, and a two, and a THREE!” Two thirds of the beast went cave diving within the blink of an eye, the jolt they felt through the portal enough to tell them that they had caught the pair off guard. “I think she can ta-f-FUCK!”


Katja lost her balance, the rest of Jacob sinking into the dalmatian with a thump as the labrador's crotch made contact with Johan’s. Like a drama misunderstanding, the non-present pair seemed to see their idea as a challenge, and as such the two were thrusting the deer dick into Katja at a growing pace.


“S-sorry, I didn’t think she’-mm? Mmmm!” Their lips interlocked lovingly as they rode the pleasure, the former virgins starting to match their friends pace… somewhat, though with shallow thrusts compared to Jacob’s deep pounding.


“Shit! Katja… I’m getting close!” 


“Oh please don’t hold back, I’ve been waiting for this for too long!” 


Johan felt his heart skip a beat, the spectacle of seeing her eagerly bounce on top of him proving too much. The pleasure filled expression on her face, the way her pert tits were bouncing, and the sight of the pool water flying off of her body about sending him over.


The chocolate labrador’s insides were painted white with weeks of backed up seed, the stuff milked out of him in an endless flood as Jacob was unaware of him cumming his brains out. The last thing he saw before blacking out was Katja winking down at him, her brown lips reading - “I love you…” the deer too far gone to hear anything.


…..


Soreness all around, that’s what his senses picked up as he awoke from his orgasm coma, the sensation of his balls having been milked dry making his crotch arch. “Mmmm, where am I?” he groaned, trying to sit up but finding himself pinned beneath something hot and soft.


"Good morning you sleepy head.” Katja whispered into his ear, the feel of her naked body on his, a cozy situation, and surprisingly not erotic as his package down below was waving the white flag in utter defeat, his dick sore but satisfied likely for the next few weeks.


“What happened?”


“They continued milking you dry until I managed to make Jacob cum in Katrine,” she noted, drawing circles on his large chest, her small body feeling at home on top of his.


He hummed, his arm awkwardly raising itself to embrace the lab. “So… what are we now?” 


She looked up at him with puppy eyes. “I’ve been waiting for you to confess since our first year of uni… So don’t think I’ll settle for anything less than boyfriend and girlfriend.”


His heart skipped a beat, and then raised her body so that they were muzzle to muzzle. The blush on his cheeks made her smile in a beautiful display of acceptance as she waited for him to make his move. And that he did, as he brought her in for a slow and tender kiss.


“I love you, Katja.”


“And I love you too, you shy dork…”


Looking at the clock, Johan found himself sighing with relief as he saw that the clock was only three in the morning, reaching over, he turned off the lights and settled in with Katja on his chest, her warmth and soft breathing making him wish they’d stay like this forever.


“I love you, sleep tight.”


“I love you too, you shy mess of a boyfriend.” They snuggled their cheeks against each other, small kisses heard in the quiet bedroom before sleep overtook their tired bodies.


THE END








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