New Routine

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Jenny and Phil were a successful and well adjusted couple. Fit, smart and attractive, they both worked hard and lived as equals - until the day they inexplicably woke in each other's bodies. For the first few days their lives were a whirl of confusion and worry, intermingled with incredibly hot sex as they became familiar with each other in a whole new way. After a week, their minds remained swapped but something began to change. Jenny, more than comfortable in Phil's strong body, became domineering. And Phil, overwhelmed by new hormones and adjusting to being a clear foot shorter in Jenny's body, began to act meekly. 

After a month, things had settled down into a new routine: 'Jenny' quit her job at the law firm, and would begin her mornings by making breakfast for 'Phil' whilst dressed in the flimsiest of clothes. He would drink his coffee whilst she knelt between his legs, nursing on his thick cock.

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