Feeling many things

Jane stood on the balcony as the sun came up, looking down at the large breasts and larger belly beneath them. She felt so many things.
Jane stood on the balcony as the sun came up, looking down at the large breasts and larger belly beneath them. She felt so many things.
“Quit making them bigger!” Roger said as his chest and ass swelled again.
“Mmhhhnnn… I can’t believe I only have another week of this…” Cassie said as I bobbed up and down on her dick. I was kind of ready for it to be over with. We’d each gone online and configured nanobots for our ideal lovers, with the intention of spending a month on vacation screwing each others brains out with bodies that made us wild for each other.
Joel was a frequent attendant of at his local gym, he was by no means super in shape but he was attractive. He noticed the gym had some new exercise bikes. he put on his music and started peddling.
When Jake had found that voodoo doll of a black girl with the big tits and hips at the garage sale down the street, he was a little embarrassed about how much it turned him on. It looked so realistic, and a quick glance under it’s clothes revealed it was anatomically correct as well. It came with a note saying that if you slept with it under your pillow, the girl the doll was would appear. It was only $5 so he bought it.
Peter had gone to the beach looking to get a nice deep tan. He brought a new oil he hadn’t see before “Extra Dark” at a beach shack on the way down. He set up a chair, lathered himself up in oil and let the sun do its work on his skin. This time his tanning felt different, he just chalked it up to the heat.
“Exquisite,” I breathed as I took her in. I turned to the sale master. “And she used to be a man?”
He nodded. “Yes. Thomas Hanson, convicted of murdering his wife, sentenced to magical sexual slavery. Plead innocent, of course.” The slave master’s voice was matter of fact. “No name now, just call her slut.”
I`m kinda unique in the world. There are few people that are able to possess other people, but all of them require them to leave their own body completely. But not me. I have got diagnosed with a whole bunch of capital letters (including split personality) and it affects my ability to possess others, because I can control both my own body and my victims body at the same time.
Well, it´s really more like that my original body act and think like me, but it´s my possessed body with my original mind that´s the boss. Thee original body will do anything I tell it to do, which comes in handy as I`m well hung. The feeling when I get penetrated by myself is indescribable.
When Jack heard that his best friend’s sister, Amy, had run away from home, he instantly jumped in to help look for her. Though he was several years older, he had known Amy nearly all her life. She was just a high school sophomore, and she always seemed jealous of her brother and Jack’s college experience.
While Jack was driving several miles outside of town, he found Amy walking down the highway away from their town. As he pulled over, Jack noticed that Amy seemed to smile as she saw him coming. “Amy, thank God. Everyone is looking for you. Let’s get you home.” As Jack went to hug Amy, he felt a little shock as he touched her. All of a sudden, Amy ran away from him. As he chased her down, he noticed that his body seemed to be changing. He seemed to be getting shorter with each step and he could feel his hair growing out. Eventually, he had to stop in a field as his clothes were slipping off. As Jack looked down, he was shocked to see that he looked like Amy.
As Jack nervously tried to process the information, he heard his voice: “Hope you like that body AMY!” Jack looked up and saw his naked body coming out of the field. “What the hell did you do to us?!” Amy explained, “I hated my life. Everyone was oblivious to me. They would faun over my brother and you. I wanted to know what that was like. While walking the creek, I came across a medallion. I discovered I could transform into anyone by touching their. I figured, it should work when I touch them. That’s why I ran away. I was hoping it was you. Now, AMY, time to go home.”
Now at Amy’s house, grounded for running away, he stared in the mirror. He knew their was no way he could ever reverse this or tell anyone. Now, Jack had to be the best Amy he could for the rest of his life.
Let me explain, last week, was my girlfriend’s birthday. Her parents gave her, as a birthday present, a trip to a mexican beach for her and two of her friends. She wanted to take me with her, but her parents explicitly said “you are not allowed to take any man to your trip, not even your boyfriend”.