Wanna play a little game?

Hi you guys, hope all is going well. I kind of stumbled across a new way or game to share with friends and I’d just like to open up the dialogue with you guys if you folks are interested in joining me.
Damon writhed and groaned in ecstasy: riding his shaft was that sexy girl Nina from down the street, the one who never gave him the time of day. He felt her wet pussy squeezing his cock closer and closer to climax. His balls were tingling; his heart was racing.
Shawn clutched at his new chest and yelped as his thumbs rubbed against his sensitive nipples. The wind kept blowing hair in his eyes, so he shook his head and did his best to glare at his girlfriend Irene.
You of course know the old wise saying about walking a mile in someone else’s shoes. But as Chad moaned and his girlfriend Marilyn pounded him from behind in his body, with his cock, he realized that old adages could be repackaged in the new age.
Maury clutched his hands over his breasts and said to his girlfriend Wendy: “You can’t be serious.”
“Kelly, you can’t do this to me,” Stan protested as he simultaneously grabbed his tits and felt his crotch, both of which were encased in grey undergarments, and both of which belonged to his wife less than five minutes ago.
“Natasha, wait, you can’t be seriously thinking of leaving me like this,” Dave protested, crossing his left arm around his ample bosom. He’d never felt so naked and exposed in his life. His other hand strayed to fix his hair.
Yanis frowned, or at least he tried to frown in his new body. It was not hard to act unhappy when wearing a skirt and fishnet stockings and a thong that rode up his ass.
“Sir, may I please speak with you privately?”
Paolo Cavalieri could only watch, helpless and naked, as his trophy wife Inez drove off in his Porsche and his body to sell the whole company to his archenemy Juan Carlos. He pressed his delicate hands against the window and would’ve leaned forward for a closer look, but then his breasts (!) would’ve touched the cold glass.