What’s Yours Is Mine (MtF Body Theft)

Sean has always been jealous of his hot stepmom. He envies her looks, her grace, and the ease with which she goes through life. When he finds an alien jewel that can grant wishes, he uses it to swap their bodies and experience her life from inside her body in What’s Yours is Mine, available on Smashwords or Amazon.

For lunch we go to a little bistro on the corner. It’s only a block from the salon so we leave the cars and walk. I take note of the people passing us by, catching a surreptitious glance from a few of the men. The bistro is bright and airy, with most of the seating out on the alfresco. As we arrive, Lisa nudges me and points over to a section of tables near the door. Our favorite waiter, Marco, is there, taking the order of an older couple. I ask to be seated in that area and when Marco shows up at our table he beams at us.

“Ladies, welcome back.”

He’s got an incredible smile and a handsome face. His olive complexion is magnificent and his shirt is tight enough that I can see the muscles of his chest when he sets down our water. The food here is good, but we really come for the wait staff.

“Thank you. Glad to see you’re working today. The food’s so much better when you’re here,” I say.

“I make it special just for you. I say, chef, use the good stuff today for Lisa and Bethany.”

We laugh and order our wine. I lean back in my chair, tossing my hair back and just enjoying Lisa’s company. I’m conflicted about her. On the one hand, there are my mom’s memories of the two of them getting together for lunches or going away on trips together. And then there are my memories of Lisa, when I’ve seen her around the house or out at events. I didn’t know her so well, avoiding her in the way that teenagers mostly avoid adults. She was just a hot mom that I’d fantasized about once or twice.

When Lisa excuses herself to use the bathroom I sneak the jewel out of my clutch purse.

“I wish Lisa wanted to have sex with me,” I whisper.

“Complete.” The robotic voice responds. “Power level at two percent.”

That seems to leave just enough power for me to swap back into my original body after I have some more fun.

When Lisa returns to our table she’s much more giggly and distracted. She reaches out to touch my arm now and then, attempting to be casual. Her eyes dart away but always return to me.

When I finish my lunch I sit back and eye Lisa over my glass of wine. She returns my gaze, a slight smile on her lips as she shifts uncomfortably in her chair. She absently plays with a strand of her brunette hair, twirling it between her delicate fingers so that the highlights of gold flash.

“You have plans for the rest of the day?” She asks.

“I’m just going to get ready for Martin’s party tonight.”

“Oh, right.” I’ve already told her about that but she’s obviously distracted.

“But I’ve got a few hours before then.”

“Oh, do you want to come over to my place, then? I want to show you this new outfit that I got.”

“I’d love to.”

Lisa’s house is huge, a sprawling two story house that takes up nearly every inch of their block. The inside is immaculate and pristine, tastefully decorated in a homely style. Lisa invites me upstairs to the bedroom and I follow behind her, watching her incredible butt wiggle in her jeans. She really does have the most perfect little ass.

“Let me go put it on, wait here,” she says, disappearing into her walk in robe.

I meander around their bedroom while I wait, looking at the wedding pictures of Lisa and her husband, Jacob. There’s a soft sound of feet on the carpet and Lisa speaks up from behind me.

“What do you think?”

I turn and draw in a surprised breath. She’s standing in the doorway of her closet, one lean arm above her head, clasping the frame of the door, her hips cocked to one side seductively. She’s wearing a slinky red negligee that clings to her slender form. The thin spaghetti strap leaves her elegant shoulders bare, while the silk material clings to her petite breasts, hugging her stomach before flaring out around her thighs and ass. The fabric ends mid-thigh and my gaze continues down her creamy golden legs. She blinks slowly at me, her blue bedroom eyes telegraphing her desire for me.

“You look incredible,” I say, approaching her.

She spins for me, allowing me to see her entire body. Fuck. My mom’s got the best tits but Lisa has the best ass.

“I got it for Jacob but I hoped you’d like it.”

I move closer to her, our bodies so close, my breasts threatening to brush against her with each breath. “You’d look sexy in anything, but especially nothing.”

She flushes but doesn’t break eye contact with me. Her pupils are wide, her clear blue eyes twinkling. I can see the little freckles across her nose, the little flecks of silver in her eyes.

“That,” her hot breath whispers across my lips, “can be arranged.”

I bring my lips slowly towards hers. She seems so soft and delicate as I slip my hands around her. Our lips touch tentatively and we kiss. She tastes of the wine; strawberries and citrus. Her arms wrap around me, flitting through my hair as she breathes me in. My little nose presses against her cheek and we clutch each other close. My mom’s breasts press against hers and we kiss deeper, faster, the urgency growing between us.

Her tongue flicks out across my lips and I open for her, let her in to explore my mouth. She darts in, teasing me, and I press my lips harder against her, one of my hands coming up to her face, stroking her soft cheek, twining through her downy soft hair.

Her hands find the hem of my top and she peels it off me. I lift my arms, breaking away from her wonderful lips long enough to throw my top and bra aside and brush back my hair. My breasts bounce free and Lisa takes on in her slender hand, her other hand slipping around my ass and I let her pull me close. I giggle into her mouth as she fondles my heavy breast. She pulls away, staring deep into my eyes. I stroke her hair, tucking her brunette locks back behind a slim ear, making her perfect, the desire building between us like a physical thing.

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