Chapter 1: Introduction
I woke up confused, a little frightened, and... incredibly aroused?
My vision was still blurry as I opened my eyes. I blinked hard to clear it. My head throbbed softly, almost in rhythm with the quiet thumping in my chest. I found myself propped up in an ornate bed, nestled in silk sheets that felt like a cool balm against my bare skin.
I glanced down to see two large, round breasts - breasts that definitely didn't belong to me. I couldn't believe it: I was stuck in the body of a woman.
A beautiful, busty woman, to be precise. Confusion swallowed me whole as the truth hit me: I had been Isekai'd into a fantasy world.
I felt that my hand was in between my thighs.
The slickness on my fingers registered in my mind a moment after the fact.
I was masturbating? Why the fuck was I doing that?
My face burned as realization dawned.
The previous owner of my body had been in the middle of masturbating when I took over.
I hesitated a little, unsure of what to do. My own body was an entirely new experience; every inch of it was sensitive and tender, and the folds between my legs were dripping wet with arousal.
Curiosity got the better of me, and I shifted, letting my fingers explore the depths of my body. I groaned softly, biting down on my lower lip as the sensations overwhelmed me.
I was already so wet, and the slick friction of my fingers felt so dirty and good. I felt the tension building up inside me with each stroke, and I couldn't help but imagine the orgasm that was slowly creeping up on me.
My mind was racing as I tried to make sense of what was happening to me. I was still getting used to being in this new body, feeling every inch of it, exploring these curves and contours that were entirely unfamiliar to me.
I plunged my fingers deeper, feeling the walls of my tight pussy contracting around them.
I couldn't believe that this was my body now, that I was touching myself like this, feeling these sensations, this wetness, this need.
I added another finger, thrusting them harder and faster, feeling dirty yet exhilarated at the same time. I could feel the orgasm building inside me, the tension growing with every stroke, my breath getting faster and more irregular.
And then suddenly, I was there, my orgasm ripping through me like a tidal wave. I let out a gasp, my fingers still moving with each wave of pleasure that coursed through me.
My entire body trembled as the orgasm took hold of me, my palms sweating, my breath coming in ragged gasps.
The aftershocks of orgasm lingered, my body still trembling, still flooded with pleasure. I kept my fingers inside me, feeling the wetness, the pulsating of my pussy around my fingers. I couldn't believe what had just happened, what my body had just experienced.
I let out a sigh, my body still trembling as the sensation slowly began to fade.
As I pulled my fingers out of myself, I had the priestess' memories.
I saw that she was named Luna; a well-respected and much-adored figure in her community. She was known for her beauty, with flowing blonde hair, blue eyes, and an ample figure. Her room in the temple was modest but elegant, with intricate carvings, colorful tapestries, and a large, ornate bed. Moonlight streamed through the small, latticed window, casting dancing shadows on the walls. The scent of burning incense hung heavy in the air, mingling with the faint odor of sex.
I sighed and got up from the bed, moving to the washbasin by the door. I splashed some water on my face, trying to shake off the lingering desire that still coursed through me. Looking at myself in the mirror, I didn't recognize the woman staring back at me.
Her long blonde hair cascaded down her back in soft waves while her striking blue eyes seemed to know secrets I wasn't privy to yet. And then there were those two round orbs on her chest that she couldn't help but look at, captivated by their size and fullness.
I chuckled at the absurdity of it all. Just a couple hours ago, I was an ordinary man named Matt. But now, I was trapped in the body of Luna, a busty priestess with a mysterious air about her.
I shook my head in disbelief before turning to look at the ornate bed I had just vacated.
I remembered the feeling of my fingers sinking into my own body, the arousal that had oozed from between my thighs. As strange as it should have been, I couldn't help the surge of heat that washed over me again. Luna's memories invaded my thoughts, making me curious.
I wondered why she had been masturbating before she blacked out, or died, or... well, I still wasn't exactly sure what happened to her. I pushed those thoughts aside, figuring I would have plenty of time to unravel that mystery later. For now, I had a completely different set of priorities to handle.
I needed to figure out how to move around in this new body.
So, I spent the next few hours exploring the room.
I opened drawers, looking at the my new clothes. The first drawer contained my new underwear, all of which was hardly the modesty you would expect from a priestess.
There were lacy bras with cups designed to barely contain my ample bust, as well as matching panties with strings that seemed too delicate to hold everything in.
I chuckled to myself as I rummaged through the drawers, my hands brushing against silky garments that were both familiar and yet completely foreign to me. The sight of these intimate items was both tantalizing and a bit embarrassing. I felt a renewed surge of arousal as I remembered Luna's memories of her own sensuality.
It seemed as though, even before my arrival, Luna reveled in her own femininity.
As the morning light began to creep through the latticed window, I decided to try on some of the underwear.
The sheer, lacy bras hung loosely on my ample bust, the delicate fabrics doing little to contain my generous curves. The panties were equally scandalous, with stringy accents that barely held anything in. As I slid a pair on, I couldn't help but feel a strange thrill.
I walked over to the full-length mirror adorning the opposite wall and turned to face myself. I gasped, unable to tear my eyes away from the woman staring back at me.
I couldn't believe that this body was mine now; the hourglass figure, the long, flowing blonde hair, and the large, perky breasts.
I smiled, testing out the feeling, but also because Luna's memories were telling me that she was a woman who always wore a smile on her face, no matter what challenges she faced in her day-to-day life.
Next, I twirled around, the fabric of the nigh-transparent panties rustling delicately as I moved.
I then put on Luna's priestess habit.
With each layer I added, I grew more accustomed to moving in this unfamiliar body. Once I was fully dressed, I turned to examine myself in the mirror. The habit hid most of my figure, but it couldn't completely disguise the curves beneath it.
The door suddenly creaked open, and I wheeled around, an apology on my lips.
"Luna, you’re finally up. I was getting worried,” said a familiar voice, and I saw a woman walk in. She was short and plump with a round face and eyes that sparkled with good humor.
It was Maria, Luna’s best friend – a kind soul who had been with her since she entered priesthood.
She was a skilled healer and one of the few people who knew about Luna’s secret love for solitude.
“Hey, Maria,” I greeted her cheerfully.
It seemed like a natural thing to do having seen her several times in Luna’s memories.
I had known Maria for years now, albeit through Luna’s eyes.
"Good morning, Maria,” I greeted her again, my fingers fidgeting with the hem of my habit.
Maria raised an eyebrow as she came closer, her eyes narrowing curiously. "Luna, you seem a bit flustered. Everything alright?" Her gaze drifted down, settling on my chest before jerking upward in embarrassment.
A slow blush creeping up her round cheeks.
"Everything's okay, Maria, I just had a long night," I assured her, trying to play it off casually. She nodded reluctantly, clearly not convinced but was unwilling to push further for now.
An awkward silence filled the space between us, unsure of what to say next. I couldn't exactly confess to being trapped in Luna's body and having just experienced an unfamiliar orgasm.
"Luna, your shift at the temple begins soon," Maria finally said, breaking the silence.
I nodded, understanding prompting her to continue. "You haven't eaten breakfast, either." She gestured towards the table laden with food, previously untouched before she entered the room.
I blinked and realized I'd missed my usual morning meal. I offered a sheepish smile and made my way over to the table, picking at the various dishes. "I apologize for that. I was... distracted this morning."
Maria chuckled, a warm sound that filled the room. "Distracted, huh? By whom?" She nudged me playfully.
"You've been spending a lot of time by yourself lately. That can't be good for you."
Maria's gaze lingered on me, and I could feel the intensity of her concern. She had always been like that, looking out for me and making sure that I was okay.
"I know, I know," I muttered, my eyes still on my plate. My mind swirled with questions about my new reality and what it all meant. I had so many things to process; I didn't even know where to begin.
Maria leaned back, her chair scraping against the stone floor. "You've been different lately, Luna," she said, her voice quieter than before.
"Ever since the village was attacked, you've been distant. Is everything okay?"
Maria's eyes bore into mine, worry etched onto her face. I looked away, trying to recall what Maria was talking about.
The images of a fiery attack on a tranquil village last month flashed through my mind as the memory resurfaced.
Luna had been there, trying to help as best she could. Even though she wasn't a warrior, she still had enough medical training to treat minor injuries.
But it seemed something darker was lurking in the shadows. Luna had been possessed by a succubus.
It had taken over her body, which explained the underwear I now owned.
Maria had somehow managed to exorcize the demon from Luna's body, but the ordeal had left a mark on my new body.
The succubus spirit had left behind remnants of its powerful influence, making Luna more... provocative than she once was.
It was a barely noticeable change, but Maria, with her keen observations, had already caught it.
"Your not Luna are you." She accused.
A flicker of uncertainty crossed her face at my silence, but it quickly vanished, replaced by a look of determination. Maria took a step towards me.
"You're not Luna," she repeated, her voice steady. "You're not her at all." She looked deep into my eyes, searching for something.
But I knew I couldn't fight Maria: she had been Luna's best friend for years, and I couldn't risk hurting her.
She tried to remove me but she failed.
I held her still, careful not to hurt her, and spoke softly. "Maria, I know this is unsettling, but I need you to listen to me. I am not here to hurt you or anyone else."
Maria's eyes welled up with tears, but she didn't try to escape again. I released her, stepping back to give her some space.
"I promise you, Maria, I am not your enemy. I am confused as I woke up in this body while she was masturbating and when I finished I had Luna's memories" I said earnestly.
Maria gave me a long stare, considering my words, and then she let out a hearty laugh.
"I suppose you have the right of it, Luna. I have never known you to joke about such things," she said, still smiling.
I chuckled nervously, relieved that she appeared to believe me. "I'm glad you understand, Maria. I know this is a strange and confusing situation, but I promise you, I am here to help."
Maria nodded, her expression softening. "I believe you, Luna. You have always been honest with me. But what do we do now? What can we do?"
I thought for a moment before answering.
"First, we need to understand what exactly happened to Luna and how I ended up here. Then, we can find a way for me to return to my original body."
Maria nodded in agreement, her expression determined. She was always the practical one between us, and her clear thinking was comforting.
Together, we started to investigate. We scoured Luna’s personal belongings, searching for any clues as to why this had happened. Hours passed, but we found a single note from an unknown source, telling Luna about my future ownership of her body.
It was a cryptic explanation at best. The note said:
"My dear Luna, your final moments shall serve as a vessel for a isekaied human named Matt.
His soul shall inhabit your body. He will become you fully. Worry not for your friend shall guide him
It was signed by someone calling themselves "The Holy Mother."
We were both baffled by the mysterious message. It seemed as though someone knew what was coming and why this occurred.
I preformed Luna's duties during the day.
I led prayers, tended to the sick and wounded, and counseled the worried.
At night Maria and I researched, studied, and discussed what little information the note had given us.
As I continued navigating this strange existence, the lines between Luna and Matt became blurry.
When I took over Luna’s body, her soul had most likely been been absorbed into mine.
I told Maria my theory and she agreed.
As days passed by, Luna's memories merged more seamlessly with mine, merging into one continuous conscious awareness.
I became more accustomed to navigating Luna's body and I started working alongside her as the village priestess.
Maria and I entered a secret relationship since she was the only person who knew the truth.
With her support, I learned to embrace Luna's life and sensuality without shame or embarrassment.
One night Maria and I shared a passionate moment as we succumbed to the burning desire that had been building between us.
We lay on Luna's large ornate bed, our bodies intertwined, our breaths mingling, as we gazed into each other's eyes.
I could see the love and passion reflected in Maria's eyes, felt the gentle caresses of her hands, as they traced the curve of my waist, the fullness of my breasts, before settling on the apex of my thighs.
She slid a finger inside me, and I gasped at the sensation, my hips bucking instinctively. I was already slick with desire, my body aching for release.
"You're so fucking wet," she whispered, her voice husky with desire. "I knew you wanted me as much as I wanted you."
She removed her finger, bringing it up to my lips. I opened my mouth hungrily, tasting myself on her skin. I sucked gently, teasing her before she pulled away, a filthy smile on her face.
She leaned down, her blonde hair creating a curtain around our faces, and pressed her lips to mine. The kiss was intense, almost desperate, as our tongues danced together.
She trailed her kisses down my neck, nipping at the sensitive skin, before reaching my breasts. She circled her tongue around my nipples, sending shivers down my spine. I arched my back, begging for more as she took one of my erect nipples into her mouth, sucking and teasing it with her tongue.
I let out a moan of pure ecstasy. The sensations were unlike anything I had ever experienced before, and I found myself lost in the pleasures of Maria's expert touch.
I reached down and slipped my hand between our bodies, sliding it down to the damp skimpiness of her panties. I cups her mound, rubbing my fingers against her already wet folds before slipping my middle finger inside her.
Maria let out a gasp as I entered her, and I could feel her muscles gripping my finger as she started to pulse around it.
I started to move my finger in a slow, sensuous rhythm, and I felt Maria moan into my neck. The feeling of her wetness coating my fingers was incredibly arousing, and I couldn't help but start to grind my hips against her.
"Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me harder with your fingers."
Her words spurred me on, and I started to move my finger faster inside her. I could feel her starting to tremble, and I knew that she was close to orgasm.
I hooked my finger up and found that magical spot inside her, rubbing it with more insistence as I picked up the pace.
"Yes! Just like that!" she cried out, her voice muffled against my shoulder.
She held on to me tightly, her nails digging into my flesh as her orgasm consumed her. She went completely still, her pussy clenching around my finger as she came. I continued to move my finger inside her at a slower pace, allowing her to ride out the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She finally opened her eyes, a lazy smile gracing her lips. "You're a quick learner," she said, her voice still husky with desire.
Maria then started to kiss me again, all while she slowly moved her hips against my finger. I could feel her wetness coating my hand, the sensation making me even more aroused. She reached down and undid the tie of her underwear, letting it fall to the side. She then straddled me, her wetness brushing against my thigh.
"Fuck me, Luna," she whispered.
Maria's demand was music to my ears, and I didn't hesitate to oblige her. I climbed out of the bed and started to strip, eager to lose myself in the primal act of sex.
I watched as Maria lay down on the bed, her ample body glistening with a layer of sweat. Her meaty tits swayed back and forth as she breathed heavily, waiting for me to join her.
Maria’s eyes lit up with lust, and she bit her lip in anticipation. I grinned wickedly, climbing back onto the bed I positioned my pussy over her mouth as I leaned down to lick her's. We ate each other out greedily, both our moans muffled by the other's pussy.
I could taste her arousal on my tongue, salty and sweet. I delved deeper, teasing her clit before moving down to lick her entrance. I heard her whimper with need, and I smiled to myself. I loved the feeling of being in control, of knowing that I could make her feel so good.
I alternated between licking and sucking on her clit, feeling it swell beneath my tongue. Maria matched my actions.
I could feel her tongue on my clit, teasing it with every flick of her tongue. She alternated between sucking and licking me, and I felt like I was going to lose control any second now.
“Fuck, Maria! You're going make me cum,” I moaned breathlessly.
I tried to move my pussy away from her face, but she held on to my hips, refusing to let go. I looked down at her face, covered in her juices and saliva and it turned me on even more.
"Don't you dare fucking stop, Luna!" Maria gasped, as I started to flick my tongue faster against her swollen clit. I felt her walls tighten around my tongue as my walls tighten around her tongue.
We boyh moaned into the other's pussy as we came together.
Our bodies shook with pleasure as our orgasms washed over us. It was intense and raw, a release of tension that had been building between us for days.
As we caught our breath, I felt a rush of gratitude towards Maria. I never thought that I would find love in this strange new world, especially not when I was trapped in the body of woman. But Maria had been nothing but kind and supportive since I arrived.
We lay in the bed, our bodies intertwined, enjoying the feeling of being close to one another.
"Luna, I'm glad you decided to honor Luna's life." Maria said quitely.
Her voice was full of emotion as she looked at me with a mixture of gratitude and sadness. She was happy that I had chosen to embrace this new life, but at the same time, she missed her dear friend.
"I know how much Luna meant to you, Maria," I replied softly. "But trust me when I say that I have no intention of taking her away from you. I'm just the new verison of Luna." I reassured her. "I want to honor her memory by living a life that makes her proud. I couldn't have done it without you, Maria."
She smiled, a single tear trickling down her cheek. "Thank you, Luna. For everything."
We spent the rest of the night tangled in each other's arms, relishing the warmth of our connection.
But as the sunlight streamed through the window the following morning, I couldn't shake off a lingering feeling of unease. The note from the Holy Mother was still heavy on my mind.
Maria and I accidently stumbled onto a clue hidden in plain sight.
The temple library was full of books with knowledge from all over the world.
One book, specifically, caught my attention after flipping through several pages.
It was an ancient tome, bound in aged leather with symbols and runes etched on the cover. I pulled it off the shelf and opened it, revealing pages filled with elaborate diagrams and incantations.
As I focused on the symbols, I began sensing a powerful energy emanating from the book. My mind felt heavy, as though it were drawing me in. I closed my eyes, focused, and allowed the energy to wash over me.
Moments later, I found myself standing in a circular room lit only by flickering candles.
Standing in front of was a familiar form, one I saw in mirror nowdays.
My eyes flickered over her body, but there was one distinct difference. She was naked. The candles danced shadows over her curvy form, reflecting off her large, perky breasts and her gently flaring hips.
I looked down to see myself wearing my habit.
I looked up, confused and disoriented, to see Luna a few feet away from me. She smiled weakly, her eyes searching for something. "Thank you for coming, Matt," she said, her voice barely more than a whisper.
"What's happening, Luna? I asked, hoping for an answer.
However, Luna did not respond. Instead, she stared at me, her expression a strange mix of guilt and relief.
My confusion deepened as I saw Luna's body before me. It was the same as mine in every way, except that hers held a more pained expression.
With a shock, I realized that she was looking at me with a palpable sense of longing.
"Luna, what's happening? Why do you look like that?" My voice faltered as I asked my questions, but I forced myself to remain calm and stoic - the traits I had inherited from this incredible woman who had become me.
Her lips moved, but no sound came out. My brow furrowed in concern until, suddenly, she spoke, her voice echoing in the circular room that I had not noticed was becoming more vivid and tangible by the second.
"Your body...are you enjoying......my life.....for.....me?" Luna's eyes searched mine, alternating between fear and desperation.
My mind spun in confusion as I heard her words and my senses filled with a sudden realization.
I was indeed enjoying this life; it was just that I had become so used to it that I hadn't noticed the depth of my attachment to it.
"Luna, I'm not sure what you want me to say," I said, my voice soft. "But, yes, I am living this life that you've created. I'm trying my best to make you proud and follow in the footsteps that you've laid down."
Luna took a step closer to me, her eyes now brimming with unshed tears.
"You ......don't understand..... don't......live......for me." Luna's eyes searched mine deeply, her voice barely above a whisper.
"After.....succubus......removed.....I.... ....choose.....you......replace....me."
Luna's voice was barely audible now, and I strained to hear her.
"I......wrote......fake......letter......to explain" Luna whispered, tears streaming down her face.
My mind raced as I pieced together the fragments of her cryptic words.
"You chose me?" I asked, shaking my head in confusion. "Why?"
Luna's eyes filled with a mixture of emotions - sadness, despair, and perhaps even a hint of something akin to joy.
"You......would.......make.......Maria.... .....happy" Luna's lips trembled as she spoke, her voice barely a whisper. "Plus.....you......could.......live.....with......lust....in.....a way.....I never could."
My mind whirled with confusion and disbelief. Piecing together the fragments of her cryptic statements, I began to realize the gravity of the situation.
I realized that she was waiting for me to say something, to respond to her revelation.
"Thank you for letting have your life." I said giving Luna her own smile.
"This.......goodbye..........soul........merge........forever........I.........disappear."
I hugged her and brought her close to me, saying, "You won't disappear, you will just be a part of me." as I took her fading form into myself.
I could almost feel her essence becoming one with me, woven into the very fabric of my being. Finally, I felt her presence faded away, becoming nothing more than a whisper in my mind. But I knew that she would never truly be gone. We would always be connected.
When I opened my eyes again, I found myself back in the temple library with Maria by my side. I didn't know how long I had been gone or what had happened during that time. But I knew that I had made my decision.
I looked at Maria, who was staring at me with wide eyes, and I knew that I needed to tell her everything. I took a deep breath and began to explain everything that had just happened, from Luna's soul merging with mine to the revelation that she had chosen me to carry on her life.
Maria listened in silence, her eyes never leaving mine. When I finished speaking, she let out a long sigh. "I always knew that Luna was a special person," she said softly."But I never realized just how extraordinary she truly was."
She reached out and took my hand, her grip tightening as she spoke. "I will be here for you, no matter what," she continued.
Soon after, I heard Luna's confession and I told Maria, we got married publically in the temple, with me wearing Luna's habit and Maria in a beautiful gown.
The congregation cheered for us and it was a beautiful moment that I will cherish forever.
As days passed by, living together as a married couple became easier. We would work together on Luna's duties in the temple, help the wounded, counsel the worried, and lead prayers. Maria and I also continued to explore each other physically after work. It didn't take long before people started talking, and my new life as a busty priestess who married the woman she loved quickly became known throughout the entire community.
At first, there were whispers and murmurs of confusion and shock, but eventually, people began to come around to the idea. They saw the love I had for Maria and the care I took in fulfilling my duties as Luna, and they accepted us for who we are.
Of course, there were still a few people who didn't understand or approve of our relationship, but we didn't let it get to us. Maria and I focused on what was important: building a life together and honoring Luna's memory.