Tom is able to possess people’s bodies. While out shopping one day he sees someone that he must have. As he enjoys her body he finds himself falling in love with her, and decides to help change her life for the better. And for his benefit. Taking Stock is available on Smashwords, Amazon, or wherever ebooks are sold.
I awake groggy and confused, the sun peeking in through bent blinds. It’s been so long since I hopped it takes me a minute to remember who I’m inside. Oh yes, Brooke. My body is tangled in the sheets, still fully clothed. One of the pins from my hair bun pokes my head and I slip my fingers through my silky tresses to fish it out.
Pushing myself up out of bed I stand and stretch Brooke’s long, lean body. I peel off my pants, revealing glorious trim legs, smooth and golden. Shucking off my top sends my tits bouncing and I gaze down at them.
“Wow. Nice.” I whisper in Brooke’s deliciously sultry voice.
Her breasts are absolutely incredible, perfectly formed and shapely. They hang heavily from my chest, each more than a handful and perfectly tear drop shaped. I discover this by taking each one in my hand and watching them nearly spill out as I caress myself. When I release them they swing back together. God, I love the sight of bouncing breasts, especially when they’re mine.
The bathroom leads on from the bedroom. Walking in I’m greeted by the sight of Brooke’s impossibly fit form, clad only in some white panties. She’s got awesome curves and the most adorable face. Her blue eyes sparkle with mischief, sweet little lips curled up in a half smile. Her face is perfectly sculpted, with slight rounded cheeks and a perky little nose. She’s gorgeously ruffled, her messy bun made even messier from a good night’s sleep.
I remove the rest of the pins from my hair and shake it down and fluff it, then toss my hair behind me, letting my hand stroke the silken locks as I stare at myself in the mirror some more. I hook my thumbs beneath my panties and shimmy them off, shaking my wide hips back and forth, putting on a show for myself in the mirror. The trim blonde triangle between my legs points down to my opening and I trace it with one finger, trembling beneath my own touch. Brooke is stunning, with a body like a centerfold.
I half turn and arch my back, posing in the mirror. Christ, what an ass. It’s superb. I run my hands across my warm skin, over the cute bubble butt. I give it a light smack, watching it wobble gently, before squeezing it some more. Oooh, that feels good.
I turn on the shower and step in, letting the hot water sluice down between my tits and wash away the dirt and grim. I scrub myself thoroughly with her peaches and cream scented body wash, letting my fingers explore each bend and crevice of her body, gliding between the crack of her taut ass and across her bouncy breasts. I squeeze and massage my new body, growing wetter than water as I enjoy being Brooke.
I shampoo her hair, rubbing the fruity shampoo in well, rinsing and repeating, followed by the conditioner. I take every opportunity to feel her up, watching her hands as I make her touch herself. I step out shiny and clean and oh so horny for myself. I wipe the fog off the mirror and towel off, keeping an eye on myself as I twist and turn, eyes skimming up and down my curves from top to bottom as I juggle my breasts and pat my cute heart shaped ass.
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