Phoenix spread the dress apart and gazed down at himself, eyes traveling down the mountainous breasts to the smooth groin and the solid thighs.
This was not how he was supposed to enter the matrix. The woman in red was just supposed to be a training tool. An example to teach people not to get distracted.
Phoenix had plugged in and, somehow, ended up in her body. It was a glitch. You weren’t even supposed to be able to end up in a body that wasn’t yours. The mind was supposed to rebel. And surely his team on the outside was trying to figure out how to reach him.
But the world felt so real. This body felt so real. And when else was Phoenix going to get this chance? There sure wasn’t anyone in the real world that he knew who looked like this and, even if there were, she would be way out of his league.
Phoenix slid his hand down between his legs, fingers exploring the smooth contours of his groin, the heat radiating from his new sex as it called to him. His mind was completely mapped onto this new body. Every sensation tickled his brain. As he stroked up and down his new sex, an urgent pressure began blossoming deep within him. His breasts rose and fell with each breath and he reached up to touch them, grabbing great handfuls of tit.
Phoenix sighed happily as his panties began dotting with moisture. Somewhere in the house a phone began ringing but Phoenix ignored it. The real world could wait.
Anthony is fully immersed in his new life as a MILFy trophy wife and enjoying everything, from his seductive curves to his sexy assistant to his hunky husband. But his time in Jess’s body is running out and Anthony isn’t sure he’s ready to leave in Trophy Wife 3, a comic done in conjunction with TeamLV.
