I wanted my friend’s mom, Shannon, so much it hurt. And it’s hard to have self control when you can control people’s minds, able to dial up and down various feelings at will. I came over one day when my friend wasn’t at home. Shannon was in the middle of baking and I offered to help.
As we stood next to each other in the kitchen, she gave me instructions. The temptation was too much and I began fiddling with her feelings. First, I tweaked her horniness, pulling it up incrementally in stages, then I dialed down her inhibitions. I felt her change beside me, her body loosen as she relaxed, laughing more easily at my dumb jokes.
When my hands were deep in the dough, she said, “It’s always good to taste the dough.”
She grabbed my hand and brought my fingers to her lips. Closing her eyes, she slipped my fingers into her warm, wet mouth and sucked. I felt her tongue working my digits. Her eyes flicked open and she stared at me, lust and longing and delight in her eyes.
“Mmmm,” she moaned, then popped my fingers out of her mouth. “That’s delicious.”
I lowered her inhibitions and upper her horniness some more until she grabbed my hand and forced it onto her tit, moaning as I squeezed a juicy breast. By the time we were done her tits and ass and, in fact, a good deal of the kitchen was splattered with batter. Her clothes were strewn around the kitchen. The dough was forgotten as I took her over the counter, plunging into her from behind as her tits bounced and she cried out for more.
I let her cum when I came, and then I left her aching for more.
A detective chases down an entity with mysterious power who leaves a chain of body swapped and transformed people in his wake in Strange Comings, available only on Body Swap Stories or Smashwords. Preview here.
