Freaky Friday (Tony x Reader)
You leaned back in your chair, clapping as Tony strut his stuff in a new suit. He had just finished tinkering with this one, and he loved to show them off.
“Take cover,” you suddenly heard Tony yell, and you immediately complied. This wasn’t the first time a suit had malfunctioned with you around so you had a little safe spot in the corner of the lab to duck behind. After smashing into a couple things, Tony finally managed to stop it and get out. He rushed over to your to check if you were okay, and at the same time, you jumped up from your spot to show him that you were. But on the way, you slid on the floor, which was wet with chemicals, and broke another bottle.
Immediately the floor started sizzling and your skin began to tingle. You both raced out of the room and into emergency showers where you stripped and stood for a while, not facing each other. You grabbed a clean rag and scrubbed yourself to remove any excess chemicals, but when you got you your chest, it felt way more muscular than you remembered. You freaked out as you realized you were also missing your breasts. “Tony,” you yelled out, your voice sounding much huskier, as you whipped around to see yourself standing in the other shower. “Yeah,” Tony replied as he loved over at you, eyes widening as he saw his own face staring back at him, “Did we switch bodies?”
Once you figured out what had happened, you both got Bruce to try and figure out why it happened and a way to reverse it. The three of you worked on it all day long, but no dice. You dejectedly made your way to bed and got ready to sleep. Tony burst in, fondling your/his? breasts, “Why wasn’t I doing this before?” he excitedly yelled out. “Tony, cut that out,” you said giggling.
You leaned your face up to kiss him before realizing he was shorter than you now. During your passionate make out session, you lifted him up, surprised at how easy it was, and laid him on the bed. He looked up at you and raised one eyebrow. You mentally laughed, thinking about how even on your face, his expressions were so Tony.
You hesitated, realizing that if you went further you would be having sex with yourself and you would be having sex as a man, which you had never done. But Tony began to pull at your clothes and you lost all rational thoughts.
You trailed kisses all the way down his body, making sure to hit all of your most sensitive spots, and then began to lick at his clit. He moaned, and while you were mildly entertained at listening to your own moans, you were too turned on to care.
You inserted a finger and found all the right spots almost instantly, turning Tony into a withering pile beneath you. You loved this change and took a second to admire your handiwork. He whimpered, and you stopped the teasing. You slipped into him and loved the tight feeling of his walls around you. You groaned involuntarily as he moved his hips. Then you started thrusting and before long, you were both at your breaking points. Tony orgasmed first and the feeling sent you to your climax. “Holy shit,” he murmured still feeling the aftershocks. You grabbed a washcloth and cleaned up the mess before climbing back into bed with him.
“Please go pee so I don’t get a UTI,” you told him, “Thank god I’m on the pill because it would be so strange to say I got myself pregnant.”