A body hopper uses his power to take a vacation from his high powered executive job and experience the world as a cute blonde in First Time for Everything. Available on Smashwords, Amazon, or wherever ebooks are sold.
“Well, Madison,” I say to myself just to hear my sweet new voice, “We’re going to have some fun.” I stretch out my limber arms, enjoying the tight muscles beneath the smooth skin. I flex my arm, admiring the shape of my bicep, the way the shadows play across her form. She keeps herself fit. Good.
I can see from her memories she was heading back to her dorm so I continue on my way, delighting in each step of my long, legs, the feel of the fine hair brushing across my soft cheeks, the little bounce of my breasts at each step. When I reach her dorm I retrieve her keys from her backpack and unlock the door with her slender fingers. I trade pleasantries with some of the other girls I pass, pulling whatever Madison knows of them from her mind.
Her room is on the third floor. It’s cozy; the bare, cinder block walls hidden by billowing fabrics of various colors and patterns, putting me in mind of an Indian bazaar.
I drop my backpack on the floor by Madison’s bed. Just walking back to the dorm, just being in her body for mere moments has already got me excited, and my excitement has already made Madison moist, a delightful warmth curving through my belly.
I stare down into her perfect cleavage, the two round curves held softly in place by a white tank top and bra. Fuck, I’m coveting myself. I have these tits now and I still want them.
“Wow, these tits are amazing,” I say and, man, is her voice adorable.
My fingers come up—each one slender, the nails gently curved and polished—and I run them across my skin, tracing the delicate swell of each breast, fingertips whispering across the warm skin. She’s so sensitive, the lightest caress sends a shiver down my spine and my lips part slightly. I jiggle her tits lightly, watch them bounce, the flesh smooth and taut. Just that simple motion makes my nipples jut out, two indentations pressing out beneath my top. My fingers land on them, pinch gently through the fabric, and I sigh as I explore my new body.
I tease myself, leaving my tank top on, leaving something to save for later, as my hands glide up my swan-like neck and brush across my soft features. I trace my smooth cheeks, the gentle curve of my nose, the soft eyebrows and then ruffle through my fine, blonde hair, just getting the hang of my new face, exploring my beautiful body by touch, the gentle curves so different from my rough, masculine outline. And then my hands return to my tits. God, they’re so perfect I can’t not touch them. They feel delightful as my fingers splay and squeeze them. And now there’s a growing urgency beneath my pants as my pussy becomes warm and needy.
I glide Madison’s hands down her trim tummy, find the buttons on her pants and unsnap them, push them down just enough to reveal her pink satin panties. One hand returns to caress my breasts as the fingers of the other slide beneath the hem of my panties. I follow the scratchy trail of her pubic hair as it gives way to her pussy lips. They part gently at my touch, and suddenly my finger is dipping inside myself, pressing lightly against Madison’s still-hidden clit. I love this part, the double feeling of penetrating myself and being penetrated. My fingers circle around my new clit, pressing and rubbing to the perfect rhythm I’ve stolen from her mind. She’s not an expert by any means. Too self-conscious to really know what she wants but I aim to fix that. I’m not self-conscious about her body. Just the opposite, in fact. I want to fully explore every inch and show it off. But for now I just dip my finger harder up against her clit, sliding over her rubbery softness as the warm tension rises within me.
I watch as I make her hands stroke her boob, still beneath the tank top. Seeing her manipulate her own body, her own hands down her pants stroking herself makes me wet. This feedback loop of growing horny, and becoming hornier watching myself play with myself quickly grows, spiking the tension within me. I lean back against the wall, throw my head back and sigh as my fingers find my wetness. I drag it up over my clit, rubbing with the fierce urgency of Madison’s lust. I spread my legs, slip another finger against my clit and, oh god, I’m so wet.
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