Fantasy Fulfilled Part Four

It had been a week since Cliff and Warren had possessed the strippers. Cliff was trying to work through all of the emotions and desires that had reared their ugly head while he was using a drug addled brain. He swung from acceptance that his goal was unreachable to searching frantically for a way to reach it. Cliff had looked in to spells to alter himself or alter reality but those were outside of his abilities and the spells for complete swaps with another person required that both parties be willing. Meanwhile Warren, as usual, was unfazed by his experience viewing the whole thing as a sexy role playing game. Why shouldn't he? After all he found himself in the body of a sexy woman every time out, either in complete control of her body or, as Warren put it, "balls deep" in which ever hottie Cliff had chosen to possess. Warren had offered to be any woman of Cliff's choice and return the favor but Cliff had shown no interest in that particular arrangement. Thanks to being a bit oblivious, Warren shrugged it off as his friend being an eccentric. That's why he had no hesitation when telling Cliff the good news that Alli, Cliff's very first mount, had asked Warren out  to dinner. It turns out that Warren's sudden popularity with the most beautiful women was becoming the number one gossip topic on campus and since it started with Alli she figured she should get herself a second serving. Cliff was undercover now as a brunette beauty he had seen on the street after following Warren on his date. This body let him blend in as he watched with growing jealousy as Alli laughed and flipped back her golden hair in response to Warrens jokes. His face blushed with fury  as Alli leaned forward to feed Warren some of her dessert, giving him a full view of her perfect breasts. Cliff felt himself start to tear up, Warren had been completely awkward with women and thanks to Cliff he was a regular Casanova and with Warren's time as a woman he now had the moves to back it up. "He owes all of that to me and this is how he repays me!" was Cliff's thoughts as he wiped away a mascara tinted tear. "And this bitch is only after him because of memories I created, that should be me with Warren! Why does she get to have what I want? Because she got lucky and was born that way? Who says that just because she was born in that body she should get to keep it?"  Then suddenly the tumblers clicked in Cliff's mind, revealing the road to victory. His ruby red lips spread in to a wicked smile. Before he could put his plan in to play though he needed to get laid, it would be the first time with a man other than Warren but if he didn't have any loyalty, why should Cliff?