New perspective

Marcus was an old man preparing to use his astral projection ability to steal the body of the young groom in the honeymoon suite directly below him. He waited until they returned to their room and had time to undress and get into bed before he lay on his own bed and projected his spirit out of his body. He needed to move fast because the connection to his body was weak. If it snapped while he was outside he would die.
Marcus felt himself rising in the air. When he was free of his body he dipped down through the floor. The bride and groom were lying in bed together. She wore only some lace stockings, her body stretched out beneath her. They’d obviously just consummated their marriage. Marcus thought how delightful it would be to be her husband and enjoy the fruits of her incredible body.
Marcus zoomed towards the groom, but just as he was about to get there the groom rolled off the bed suddenly and stood. Marcus couldn’t stop himself and zoomed right into the bride’s body.
All the physical sensations of having a body returned. His eyes fluttered open and he found he was staring up at the ceiling from whence he’d come. His fingers were over his head, entwined in silky hair. As the groom headed to the bathroom, Marcus gasped and sat up, eyes roaming down the gorgeous body he now found himself in. His tits bounced on his chest as he moved. He looked down at himself in shock, eyes locked on the pussy between his legs. He would need to retrain this body in order to be able to astral project once again. That would take some time. Meanwhile, he would be enjoying the fruits of this incredible body, just from a different perspective.

I’m using a special microchip to alter the mind of the woman I’ve been lusting after for years, creating an alternate persona that wants me. And then I’ll use the chip’s other option to take over her body for myself in Chipped, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords and Amazon. Preview here.

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