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    A Wanted Hopper - Chapter 6 - Bikini Theft Auto Ted shifted uncomfortably in his seat for the hundredth time as he drove into the small city that Victor had directed him to, and then looked around at the buildings as he tried to get his bearings. He glanced down at his chest as he felt his tits shake when the police cruiser hit a bump in the road, and then shifted in his seat again. “Shit you’re antsy Fuck-face, what’s wrong with you?” Victor asked as he slumped back in his seat. “Sorry, it’s just I’ve never had to deal with Michael’s cum leaking out of me before. My panties are soaked,” Ted replied with a grimace. “Ha! I filled your cunt to the brim, didn’t I?” Michael said with a deep chuckle from the back seat. “Yeah, and my tits jiggling over every bump in the road is new too,” Ted replied as he took a hand off the steering wheel to caress his breasts. “You’ll get used to that Fuck-face. It feels weird for me not to have my chesticles jiggling right now,” Victor replied and then added, “You’ll also learn to clean up your slit before you pull up your panties.” “You know how fucked up it sounds to be having this conversation with two guys?” Ted asked with a chuckle, “What’s next? We share skin cream secrets?” “Nope, next is pulling into that alleyway over there,” Victor said as he pointed to a few buildings and a narrow road that led between them. Ted maneuvered the police cruiser into the alleyway and drove to a secluded spot and watched as Victor and Michael got out of the car. He also opened his door, got out, and then looked at the other men to see what he was supposed to do next. Michael was busy stretching and Victor was pulling the duffel bags out of the trunk. With no clue what was going on Ted finally broke down and asked, “So… what are we doing? What should I do?” “You should get out of that cop,” Victor replied without looking up, “But first you should strip down.” “What? Why?” “Trust me, Fuck-face,” was Victor’s only reply. Ted shrugged, glanced at Michael, who nodded at him, and then he started to pull off his clothes. Once he was standing completely naked with the uniform on the car seat in front of him and the bra and panties on a separate pile next to those he looked at Michael and asked, “How do I leave a body again?” “Just concentrate on wanting to be yourself kid,” Michael replied as he reached into the car and pulled the shotgun from its mount and looked it over with a glimmer in his eye. Ted closed his eyes and tried to push himself out of the female police officer’s body. It took a while to start but then seemed to happen rather quickly. He felt like he was losing feeling in his body, and suddenly had the rather peculiar sensation of being ooze as he felt his old self pulling out of his current body. He could feel himself start to reform behind where he had been standing a moment ago, and then was suddenly looking through his own eyes. The naked body of the policewoman fell to the side, and Ted looked down at the body he had just spent several hours in. “Get her clothes Fuck-face. Hurry up!” Victor called out, and knocked Ted out of his stupor. Ted reached forward and took the uniform off the front seat and heard Michael say, “Take the gun belt too, stupid!” “What am I supposed to do with this stuff?” Ted asked. “Put the pants on. Here’s a shirt and some flip-flops,” Victor replied as he tossed some stuff in Ted’s direction and held his hand out, “And give me the gun and utility belt.” “Where are my clothes?” Ted asked as he pulled on the pants. “They’re back on the floor of the diner where we got arrested, numbnuts. Remember?” Michael said as he grabbed the rest of the officer’s discarded clothing in the front of the cop car. “These pants aren’t going to fit right,” Ted complained as he looked at the six inches of ankle that showed out the bottom of the foot holes. “It’s those pants or go naked Fuck-face,” Victor replied as he grabbed the woman’s wrists and pulled her up and over one shoulder. “Fine,” Ted replied as he pulled on the shirt and slipped his feet into the flip-flops, “What are you doing with all the guns? Why are you taking them?” “Because you never know when a gun that used to belong to a police officer will come in handy Fuck-face,” Victor replied as he dropped the woman’s body next to a fence post and then Michael used one of the sets of hand cuffs from her belt to lock her to the post. “What are you guys doing? You’re gonna lock her to the post naked and just leave her here?” Ted asked in a shocked voice. “Yup,” Michael replied with a grin. “But why?” “Because it’ll be funnier than shit when she wakes up and realizes she’s naked and locked to a post, and has to call for help. That’ll teach her to be a stupid fucking pig.” Michael replied with disdain in his voice. “But…” Ted started and then was quickly cut off by Victor as he said, “Fuck-face, I’ve got a second pair of handcuffs here. If you feel that bad for her you can join her.” Ted closed his mouth and shook his head and then followed Victor and Michael as they walked out of the alley way. Michael made a quick stop at a dumpster and tossed the woman’s remaining clothing into it, and then dropped the set of keys for the police cruiser down the storm sewer grate before he rejoined Ted and Victor. “She shouldn’t be out for long, as you weren’t in her for that long. I wish we could stick around and see the look on her face when she wakes up and realizes she’s in an alley in a strange town buck-ass naked. Ha ha ha ha!” Michael chuckled in his deep voice. “Why do you hate cops so much?” Ted asked. “Well, if you were ever sent to prison for a robbery you didn’t commit, you’d be pretty pissed off too,” Michael growled. “Well, from what I’ve seen so far, it’s not too far from believable,” Ted shot back, “I mean you guys did actually rob my bank and then got it pinned on me! Maybe it’s karma?” “Well, what do you expect when you send an innocent man to prison? It was basically a how to course in committing crimes, and you get the added advantage of making connections in the criminal world to boot,” Michael replied. “Quiet you two. We have to find some bodies and a place to set up camp,” Victor commanded. “Where are you thinking chief?” Michael asked as they walked down the sidewalk. “There,” Victor said with an evil smile as he looked over and saw a group of young women holding up signs and directing cars into a small parking lot down the block. “A bikini carwash! It feels like we hit the damned lottery!” Michael howled triumphantly as he pumped his fists in the air. “Let me do the talking, got it?” Victor said in a menacing voice, which both Ted and Michael nodded at. The three men walked over to the parking lot, and Ted could feel some of the women turning and looking them, and especially him in his ill-fitting pants. Victor seemed oblivious to the looks and walked up to a rather gorgeous blonde woman in a small blue two piece bikini who was holding a sign and in a snake-oil salesman like voice asked her, “Hey sweetheart. What’s the occasion?” “We’re raising money for our trip to cheer finals!” She replied and then let out a loud cheer, which was returned like an echo by some of her friends and one added, “Go Huckletown University Hurricanes!” “Well, I’d love to get my car washed. How much does it cost?” Victor asked while giving the woman a dangerously large smile. “Cars are fifteen bucks, SUVs are twenty,” She replied as she suddenly eyed up Victor distrustingly, “But you have to bring them to the parking lot here.” “Oh, that is unfortunate. I have a motorhome. It blew a tire, and I was hoping to get it washed while I’m waiting for the tow truck. It’s right around the corner,” Victor replied as he nodded to the side of the building. “Well, maybe you can bring it by when you get the new tire,” the young woman said as she shrugged and started to walk away. “Um Miss?” Victor asked quickly before she could get too far, “What if I made it worth your while?” “What do you mean?” She asked through narrowed eyes as she turned and looked at Victor. “Well, I do love cheerleading as a sport, and I’d love to help your team out. What if I donated five hundred dollars, and you made a tiny little exception and helped me wash my motorhome even though it’s not in the parking lot?” Victor questioned with an innocent sounding voice. “You’re just talking about washing the camper, right? No funny business?” The woman asked as she cocked her hips and again shot Victor a look. “Absolutely,” Victor replied in his best soothing voice, “Why don’t you hold the money, come look at the motorhome for a moment, and my friends will stay here while I show it to you. That way you know that nothing strange is going on here.” Victor offered as he handed her a roll of money. The young woman’s eyes lit up as she was handed the roll of large bills, and she eagerly began nodding at Victor, who motioned for her to follow him while he shot Michael a look and held up his hand as if to say stay put, I’ll be right back. The young woman called out to a couple of her friends that she was going to look at a motorhome and would be right back as she held up the roll of money, which caused several of the girls to let out another cheer. The two of them disappeared around the corner of the building, and Ted stood there shifting his weight from foot to foot while Michael looked around at the beautiful college girls washing cars all around him, completely ignorant of the looks he was getting from them. A few moments later the blonde in the blue bikini walked back around the corner of the building, only now her face had been replaced by Victor’s mug, complete with his trademark scar. She walked over to a couple of her friends and said, “Hey, these guys are legit. I’m going to need two of you to come with me and help wash their motorhome. They said they’d throw in another five hundred bucks if we get it done before the tow truck driver can replace the tire, so let’s go! Ashley, Bridget, c’mon!” With that two of the girls that had been washing a small hatch-back with five other girls stood up and grabbed pals of soapy water and started to follow Vicky in her new body. She discreetly motioned to Michael to follow along, but he was too busy watching the cheerleaders washing cars to notice, so Ted elbowed him in the sides. “Hey! What the fuck was that for dickweed?” Michael complained loudly. “Victor… I mean Vicky motioned for us to follow,” Ted replied and pointed around the corner of the building. “Oh, well why didn’t you say so Fuck-face, let’s go!” Michael said as she trotted off, leaving Ted to shake his head and follow behind. When Ted finally caught up to the girls and Michael, he saw that Ashley and Bridget were standing behind a large block wall screen that was meant to hide dumpsters from the view of passing cars and surrounding buildings. They had set their buckets down and were grimacing at Vicky as she stood facing them. “What the fuck Nicole! There’s no motor home here!” Ashley complained loudly, “Where did that other guy go? The one with the fucked up face?” She was startled as Michael came up from behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist and said, “Don’t worry cutie, you won’t care what anyone’s face looks like in a few minutes.” She let out a quick squeal before Michael could get his hand over her mouth, but then her calls for help were gagged, and even though she struggled against him, Ted could see his friend’s form start to flow into the poor girl. Bridget’s eyes went wide as she asked, “What the fuck is going on here?” and then started to dart back to the parking lot, only to run face first into Ted as he came around the corner. He grabbed the petite brunette by her shoulders and then brought his face to her small pink lips as she tried to pull herself away. As she pulled back Ted could feel his body liquefy and flow down her mouth. She was robbed of her chance to scream as Ted flowed down her throat and into her body. The first thing he noticed was how nice the warm sun felt on all of his exposed skin, and the second thing he noticed was how much exposed skin he had. Almost every square inch of his new body was on display for anyone looking at it. Only a teensy tiny bikini bottom that was mostly strings and two barely adequate cherry red triangular scraps of fabric covered his pussy, ass and tits from the rest of the world. It felt liberating and made him self-conscious as the same time. He noticed that his inner thighs touched one another, although his smooth skin made it feel silky. He also noticed his hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and was wet as it hit his shoulders and his upper back. It was amazingly cool compared to the heat of the sun beating down on his tanned skin. He looked down and grasped as the perfection of his new round perky tits and let out a small moan as he twisted his nipples through the thin fabric. “Quit your self-love Fuck-face, we’ll have plenty of time for that later. Right now we have to find a ride,” Vicky said, and her voice brought Ted out of his stupor as he looked over to see Michael’s face on the other red-headed girl’s body, and her new tits were bouncing gently in her white bikini as she pointed and laughed at him, and then began walking around and picking up the piles of clothing so that she could shove them in one of the duffel bags. “Find a ride?” Ted questioned as he dropped his hands from his breasts and followed Vicky as she walked back to the parking lot by the other cheerleaders. “Just let Vicky work her magic Teddy. She’s always got a plan,” Mickey replied as she winked at him and then let out a low growl and whistled a catcall out in Vicky’s direction as she said, “Vicky, you got a sexy little ass this time. Are you gonna let me fuck that thing with a ten inch dildo later?” “Hush stupid!” Vicky replied over her shoulder as she gave Mickey an evil glance and continued to head look around the parking lot. As Ted watched Vicky search for something he remembered back to Michael fucking him over the back of a squad car and wondered how big the man’s dick was. It had looked and felt huge to him as it was being shoved up his stolen cunt at the time. And the more he thought about it the more he felt his nipples strain against the tiny fabric triangles, and the warmer his pussy started to feel. He swallowed and wondered when they might have some time for messing around with these new bodies when Vicky suddenly walked back over to them. “Okay, here’s the plan. Teddy, I’m gonna introduce you to a guy. It’s your job to get him to follow you around the corner and keep him there for about fifteen minutes. Do whatever you have to. I don’t care if it takes choking on his cock like you’re a newborn that hasn’t been fed for days and he’s got the only bottle on the face of the planet. Mickey, I need a distraction. You see that red corvette over there? I want you to wait ten minutes and then climb up on top of the hood and start to dance like a fucking stripper. Loose your top, and if you have to your bottoms for all I care. I just want every eye watching you. When I’m done I’ll collect you both, got it?” Vicky asked with raised eyebrows. “Wait, you want me to suck a guy’s dick?” Ted asked with a disgusted look on his face. “No, said I want you to keep him distracted. For shit’s god damned sake Fuck-face, I don’t care what you do! Are you really that fucking stupid?” Vicky growled at him menacingly. “Um, fine. I got it. I got it,” Ted replied as waved at Vicky to get her to back off. “Okay, here we go,” Vicky replied as she walked up a man and said, “Excuse me, George? I just wanted to congratulate you and let you know that with your generous donation, you’ve now qualified for our special VIP experience. With that said, I’m going to let Teddy take care of you, okay?” And with that Vicky hooked her arm around the man’s waist and started to walk him away from his car and towards Ted. “But, I… um, I like to watch getting my car washed…” The man replied back in an embarrassed voice. “Oh, I’m sure you’ll enjoy Teddy’s company too! She REALLY likes convertibles, and has a habit of dropping her top, if you know what I mean,” Vicky replied to the man as she passed him on to Ted and motioned for him to get a move on. Ted smiled at the man and tugged on his arm to get him to walk faster around the corner of the building. The entire time they walked the man’s eyes never went above Ted’s neck and he wondered if the man even realized he had a head. Once they got around the corner the man’s eyes stayed focused on Ted’s new breasts as he asked, “Okay, so what now? I thought this was some sort of VIP experience.” “Um, yeah, it is, so…what do you want to do?” Ted asked in what he hoped sounded like a chipper voice. “Um, I hate to sound…you know…crude or something, but…you have a really great um…figure,” The man replied, still never seeing more then the lower eighty percent of Ted’s stolen body. “Oh yeah?” Ted replied with a grin as he suddenly realized this man was eating out of the palm of his hand, “Well then tell me if you like this?” And with that Ted began bouncing on his toes. His fleshy tits bobbled up and down, and he felt his hair also flail wildly as he continued. The man’s eyes went wide and Ted was almost concerned he was going to let out a holler and bring some unwanted attention to what they were doing. As Ted continued he could see the man’s pants tenting outward and he again felt that moist heat in his pussy as he saw the perfect utensil to help him scratch his new itch. “You want to do more then watch?” Ted asked in a silky voice as reached up and twirled the end of his long brunette hair with one hand. “Hell yes!” The man replied, “You mean I can actually touch?” The man replied as he brought his hands up and reached out for Ted’s tits. “Hehe, how about a little more than just touching?” Ted asked as he reached out, and gently caressed the man’s erect member through his slacks. The man started to pull back, and then looked around as if to see if this was a trap, but as Ted’s thin and graceful fingers unhooked his fly and reached inside his trousers and grasped the stiffened member with his small hands the man’s resolve soon broke. “That’s it…why don’t you get your little friend out, and we can all play a game of bouncing back and forth together?” Ted asked in his best seductive voice. And with that he spun around and grasped the strings at his waist and tugged them down to mid-thigh and bent over, offering his pussy to the man standing directly behind him. He turned around and shot the man a sensuous look, which was all he needed to pull his cock the rest of the way out of his pants and shuffle up to the back of Ted’s round ass. The man didn’t waste any time and basically just shoved himself up inside Ted’s waiting pussy. As the shaft first pushed its way inside his sensitive fleshy folds it was almost too much. Pleasure and pain mixed as the man’s dick wasn’t quite lubricated enough to make the initial thrust, but the feeling of being filled completely washed any regrets that Ted had away. Ted grabbed his knees and steadied himself as the man leaned over on top of him and pulled his bikini top off to the side and roughly grasped as his chest lumps. He didn’t really have much skill, and was mainly just squeezing and twisting, but the feeling of the man’s dick ramming back and forth in Ted’s sensitive pussy more than made up for it. He let out small moans of appreciation as the man grunted behind him. Both of them quickly increased the frequency of their pumping until Ted felt his body release and it felt like internal explosions from his toe nails to the end of his ponytail. As he came, he clenched his pussy lips against the man’s shaft, which gave him even more pleasure and caused him to double up on his orgasm and tip over the edge again just as the man’s thrusts became erratic and then suddenly the cock buried deep in his pussy leapt over and over again and he felt the man’s cum shooting out deep inside his belly. “Oh, fuck that was great,” The man said as he staggered back and leaned against the wall as Ted suddenly heard Vicky call out, “FUCK-FACE LET’S GO! NOW!” As Ted spun around he saw Vicky sitting in the seat of a white luxury sedan with the back door kicked open as she motioned for Ted to jump in the back. Michael was already in the passenger seat and was stark naked while smiling proudly. Ted grabbed his red bikini bottoms, yanked them up as far as he could and dashed to the open door. He dove into the back seat and felt the car lurch forward as Vicky gunned the throttle, and the momentum of the car slammed the door shut. Over the sound of squealing tires and Michael’s booming laughter Ted heard the guy who had just fucked him calling out, “That’s my car! Those girls are stealing my car! WAIT! NO! THAT’S MY CAR!”
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    Fast Times at Ridgemount High - Chapter 3 I woke up the next morning to the beeping of my alarm clock and blonde hair that smelled of passion fruit tickling my nose. I groaned as I rolled over and slapped the top of the alarm clock and then closed my eyes again. The snooze on my alarm goes off again five minutes later, but it felt like seconds. I was about to reach over and slap it again when suddenly a body was leaning over me and grabbing at the alarm clock. I felt the lace of a bra covering two ample breasts slid across my skin and suddenly everything from last night hit me like a slap in the face. “Shit! Harry!” I said as I suddenly tried to sit up while Heidi’s body was still draped across me shutting off the alarm clock. I tipped her over onto my lap and heard her call out, “What the fuck Kevin?” I looked down to see Heidi’s face glaring up at me with her blonde hair messed up in an adorable sex kitten way and suddenly felt my cock come to life. It only got harder as I looked down all of the soft skin from her shoulders to the cheeks of her ass with only small straps of her bra and her thong blocking my view of anything. “S… sorry,” I stammered, “I don’t usually wake up next to my mom in her lingerie.” Her face instantly softened and she snaked a petite hand under her midsection and I could feel her soft fingers gently caress my stiffened member as she replied, “Well, at least some part of you is happy to see me,” I shuddered as she gently flicked the tip and then crawled back out of my lap and sat on the other side of my bed with a goofy grin on her face. My eyebrows raised as I wondered what was going on inside her head, and I asked, “What?” “Dude, don’t you remember? You promised that you’d fuck me when we woke up! You’ve got some nice morning wood going, so let’s get to this!” She said excitedly. “Uh, yeah, I guess I did,” I replied with a pause and then asked, “So… how do you want to do this?” “Ugh. It’s lucky your first time is going to be with me and not an actual girl because you suck at this,” She replied as she rolled her eyes. “I’m not certain if that’s helping me or not,” I commented as I gave Heidi a strange look. She just rolled her eyes once more and then leaned back on my bed and asked, “Do you want to fuck me while I lay on my back like this? I suppose there are a couple of pros to doing it in this position, like you get to fondle or suck on my tits right in front of your face, and you’ll also get to laugh at my orgasm face if it’s hilarious. I suppose the con is we’ll have to be face to face, and we both have some nasty morning breath. Not to mention that every time I open my eyes I’ll be looking at your face, but I’ll take one for the team if it gets my pussy stuffed.” “Um, again not helping.” “Or,” Heidi continued unfazed as she spun over and got on her hands and knees with that perfect ass pointed at me, “You can fuck me doggy style. You can still reach around and grab my tits, and I think you’ll have an easier time hitting my gee spot. I think we should do it this way.” I gulped as I looked at her perfect ass twitch right in front of my face, and struggled to tear my eyes away from her little panty covered crotch long enough to nod enthusiastically at her. She smiled and excitedly yanked her panties down and then like a professional gymnast slid them off in the most sexy way possible. I on the other hand was struggling with my boxers. As I yanked them down off my waist they seemed to have a mind of their own, getting hung up on everything. I was having a hard enough time that I heard Heidi giggle and looked up to see her smiling and shaking her head at me. I felt my cheeks flush, but quickly got them off. She then patted the bed behind her and spun to aim her posterior at me, and then lowered herself down on elbows as she waited. I quickly climbed back on the bed and got lined up behind her. I looked down at the tip of my cock about to penetrate her moist fleshy folds and hesitated. What if I did it wrong? What if I don’t know what I’m doing enough to even to it wrong? What if Harry gets pissed at me for making him wait until the morning and I still fuck something up? Suddenly I heard Heidi sigh in front of me as she said, “Don’t worry buddy. I’ll save your dumb ass again,” and with that she reached between her legs to gently take hold of my dick, line it up with her waiting pussy and then she slowly eased herself back onto my pole. “Oh!” I let out in surprise as I felt her inviting pussy lips envelop the head of my rod. She let out a soft coo, and then eased herself even further back into me. I looked down to see my cock being swallowed up inch by inch as she impaled herself on my shaft. I reached up with my hands and grasped her thin waist and was pleasantly surprised at how soft and smooth her skin was. Before I knew it I was balls deep inside of Heidi, my stepmom, whose body had been hijacked by my best friend. The wrongness of the whole thing made it even hotter for some reason. “Oh yeah, I needed this,” I heard her mutter in a sultry voice. She then pulled forward and started to pump herself up and down on me slowly. As she moved back and forth I marveled at how the inside of her pussy felt. Warm. She pumped back on me. Moist. She pulled herself forward to the tip. Silky. She pumped back once more. Tight. She pulled forward. Heavenly. She thrust herself back, slapping her ass against my thighs. “Oooh!” I moaned and crumpled forward on her back, my cock furiously jumping inside of Heidi as I came hard and blasted the inside of her womb with a thick coat of my cum. I was wrapped around her back twitching like an addict that needed a fix while my dick shot string after string of cum deep inside of her for about a minute before I was finally able to regain control of my muscles and pick myself off from her. I looked forward and saw her face over her right shoulder slightly grimacing at me. I knew I had come far too soon for her to share in my orgasm, and my cheeks flushed red with embarrassment once more. I pulled my softening cock out of her pussy with a sort of schlurping sound that made me cringe, and her twitch slightly. I hung my head in defeat as I worked my way to the edge of the bed and sat there. I didn’t know what to say other than I had fucked up again. I felt Heidi get off the bed and then heard her walking. The next thing I knew she was lifting my chin to look up at her as she stood in front of me, “Hey, what’s wrong Kev?” “I… Ruined it. Again.” I said in a dejected tone. “You didn’t ruin anything. Bad sex is like bad pizza. It’s still pretty good.” She replied happily. “Except you just said the key word, bad.” I muttered sullenly. “Hey, look at this,” She let go of my chin and pointed to her crotch as I saw my cum slowly dribbling out of her sweet pussy lips and down her inner thighs, “Your cum is leaking out of me, so it must not have been that bad for you, right? I mean, I did a good job making you cum, didn’t I?” “Yeah, you were fucking awesome.” I said as I pumped my head up and down. “Well it’s not like I have shit tons of experience either, okay? Maybe I was going too fast for you, or I teased you with my sexpot body too much, you know?” Heidi said in a reassuring voice and then paused for a moment as she seemed to be deep in thought, “Plus Heidi’s memories say this happened to her a lot when she first started having sex. It’s kind of a young man thing.” “Really?” “Yeah Really. You need to lighten up, bud,” She said in a cheery voice as she reached her arms above her head and stretched, causing her perky lace encased tits to thrust themselves out and distract me for a moment before she added, “And besides we can always try again later.” At her mention of the word later, I suddenly realized that I had school today, and I hadn’t even started getting ready yet, “Shit! I have to take a shower or I’m gonna be late!” I hopped off the bed and darted for the bathroom that was across the hallway from my room and turned on the water. I gave it a few moments for the temperature to climb up to acceptable and then jumped into the tub and yanked the curtain closed behind me. I frantically grabbed the bottle of shampoo down from its small shelf and began washing my hair. As soon as the water had washed the soap out of my short hair I leaned forward and was startled to see the shower curtain being pulled back as Heidi stepped into the tub with me. “What are you doing?” I asked as I dropped a hand over my privates. “I figured it save time if we showered together,” She replied with a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “Uh…” I started to reply before she interrupted me and said, “Turn around, I’ll wash your back.” I did as she requested while she grabbed a small washcloth, got it wet, added a bit of soap and then began to gently rub it around on my back. Once she was done she spun me around and pulled me to the back of the shower while she took a few steps into the stream of warm water. She let out a soothing sigh and moved around to get her entire body wet and then looked at me and asked, “Do you want to soap up my back now?” I nodded enthusiastically and took the small scrap of fabric from her and began to rub it around on her skin, “Not so rough! Women have sensitive skin Kev!” She complained. Instantly I used a more gentle touch, and finished by going a bit lower and soaping up her glorious heart shaped ass cheeks. “Hmm, that feels nice Kev. Do you want to be a real help and soap up my front too?” She asked with that mischievous gleam in her eyes again. I of course wouldn’t pass up a chance to touch her boobs again, so I nodded happily, and she did a slow turn and stood at attention to give me a magnificent view of her entire naked body. I started at her neck and slowly worked my way down, paying special attention to her rubbery titties. I could tell Harry was enjoying it, because as I washed each breast the nipple would almost instantly fill as if they were tiny erections. I continued down her toned stomach and then Heidi said with a smile on her face in a mock authoritative tone, “Don’t forget my pussy and thighs. You made a real mess there young man!” I chuckled as I dropped to my knees and gently wiped at her moist delicate of places. Her pussy was right in front of my nose and it was the first time I had an unobstructed view of it where I wasn’t preoccupied with trying to jam my cock inside of it, so I looked at it with a keen interest. Her outer lips were separated slightly, allowing me to see her soft moist inner lips. She had just a small amount of perfectly trimmed pubic hair in a triangular shape above it, and her toned thighs seemed to leave just enough space between them where they didn’t touch completely when she closed her legs. As I washed my cum off her thighs and took great care cleaning each one of her shapely legs I suddenly realized I was smiling again. Harry was right, I did need to lighten up and live in the moment a bit more. I looked up at Heidi’s face as I finished at her ankles and noticed a light hearted smirk on her face. “On your knees, just where I want you,” She said with a smile as she reached out and tapped my nose with one of her fingers, “You know there is more than one way to please a woman, right?” I looked at her stupidly as she eyed me like a piece of meat set in front of a hungry dog and then continued, “You sort of do owe me, right?” I gulped and nodded, wondering where this was going as she brought a hand up to her face, made a vee shape with her fingers and then licked in between them and then with her other hand lightly grabbed the back of my head and softly eased my face between her thighs. I was once again out of my element, but decided just to go for it. I stuck my tongue out and brought the tip to Heidi’s pussy lips and gave them a quick lick, not knowing what to expect. I was worried I would hate the taste, but it was actually sort of nice. Almost sweet. I felt her thighs shake on either side of my head, and licked again. I was rewarded with another tremor shaking through her body. I would have smiled if my tongue hadn’t been thrust inside my stepmom’s pussy, so instead I just kept licking. I felt her hand press harder on the back of my head and I knew I had to be doing something right. I kept going just like I had been, opening my mouth and trying to run my tongue along her inner lips when she suddenly lifted one of her legs and set her foot on the ledge of the bathtub, creating much more room for me to work. I could suddenly get my face in a much better position to lick up and down her entire slit. I began to go the whole length, but she seemed to enjoy it more when I got to the very end, and so just to try it, I really dug my tongue into the fleshy folds of the tip of her vagina and licked at the small nub on the end. “OH FUCK YES! RIGHT THERE! LICK MY CLIT! YES!” She screamed out in a crazed voice. I abandoned my licking technique and dove straight onto the little nub of her pussy, which caused her to jump a small amount and pull away, as she said, “Wait dude, no… I mean that’s good and all, but keep up the rhythm you had before, just make certain your flicking my clit like you did as you lick! It sounds fucked up, but I want both the constant speed, the constant pressure, and the clit flick, okay?” I simply nodded in response and adjusted my tactics once more until I heard her add, “Oh, and breath out as you lick forward, breath in as you start at the back.” At that I pulled my head back and looked up at her and asked, “Seriously? You want me to hop on one foot while I’m doing all this too?” “Please, you’re doing so well! Just help me out! I’m so fucking horny! I need release!” She said as she leaned forward and pushed her pussy back into my face. I let out a quick breath and started again. I went from back to front. I licked the whole length, flicking my tongue across what I now knew to be the clit as I came to the front of her pussy. I let out my breath slowly as I was licking forward, and sucked in a new breath quickly as I was starting at the back. I did my best to keep my speed constant. And I tried to do this all while Heidi was bucking harder and harder the entire time I was going down on her. It seemed like only a few minutes (or two hundred eight seven licks) and suddenly both Heidi’s hands were on the side of my head yanking on my ears as she moaned like a whore and called out my name along with a stream of obscenities while her thighs shook and clamped forward on my face. I felt moisture flood out of her pussy and all over me as I suddenly got a very satisfied feeling because knew I had given Heidi an orgasm. Finally she let go of me and collapsed back against the shower wall with a look of utter bliss painted on her face. She patted my head as I looked up past her heaving breasts to see her say, “Holy shit you are good at eating out my little cunt. Way to go dude!” “Yeah? I did a good job?” “Holy fuck that was probably the best orgasm I’ve had since being in Heidi’s body, and I didn’t think they could get better the first time I came.” She replied as she regained her balance and started to wash her crotch off with one hand. I slowly stood up from the hard tub floor and suddenly realized that my knees were sore from the hard plastic. Heidi saw me wince as I straightened my legs and pouted at me, “Ah, is my poor baby boy sore? Do you need a pillow the next time you lick Mommy’s cootch?” “Okay don’t do that. That’s weird,” I told her as I shook my head. She started gleefully laughing and replied, “But that’s what makes it so fun!” She then gracefully stepped out of the shower and closed the curtain behind her. I grabbed the washcloth and finished washing up and then shut off the water and pulled back the curtain to see Heidi bent over at the waist drying off her legs. I reached out and poked at her exposed pussy with my pointer finger, causing her to jump and spin to face me as she shot me an evil look, “Hey fucker! You don’t just jam a finger in my pussy! They’re delicate!” And with that she stormed out of the bathroom holding the only towel that was in the room. I walked back to my room dripping wet and used a few tee shirts I had laying around to dry off with. I got dressed quickly and jammed my wallet, cell phone and my keys in my pockets and then looked around for anything I missed. I suddenly saw Heidi’s thong from last night laying on my sheets. I reached over and gently picked up the tiny piece of fabric. I flipped it to and fro until I finally figured out which way it went and then stared at the flimsy triangle of lace that had spent last night nestled against Heidi’s stolen pussy. I couldn’t help but help bring it to my nose and take a sniff. It still smelled like her musk. I looked around and then quickly stashed the panties in the top desk drawer in my room. I looked at the clock and suddenly sighed. The bus had left long ago. Even if Heidi gave me a ride, I was still going to be a few minutes late. The best case scenario was I would only get a detention for being tardy. I walked down the hallway and into the kitchen to see Heidi sitting at the table in a bathrobe scarfing down some cereal. She looked up at me with a mouthful of cereal and said, “Duud, I’m oo ungry. Lou ant um?” “What?” She finished chewing and swallowed before repeating, “Dude, I’m so hungry. You want some?” “I’m gonna be late man. Even if you give me a ride to school, I’m still in for it. And after yesterday I don’t see anyone giving me a pass on being tardy,” I replied with a sullen look. “Ha ha ha. You said tardy. I always thought that was a stupid word. Tardy.” Heidi commented gleefully. I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Harry to find the humor in me being late to school. Still, I was hoping he would give me a ride because I really didn’t want to walk, so I shrugged at him and then asked blatantly, “So, can you give me a ride to school?” “Nope.” My heart sank as I let out a sigh. “Dude, relax. You are so easy.” Heidi said with a chuckle. “So you’ll give me a ride then?” I asked as I realized this was Harry’s way of messing with me. Heidi stood up and walked past me as she replied, “No, I will not give you a ride to school,” when I gave her a questioning look she continued by saying, “I’ll do one better than that. Watch this.” She picked up the phone and dialed a number and waited. I didn’t know what to do, so I pulled out a chair and sat down on it as I watched. Finally Heidi spoke up, “Mr Wergstaff Please.” Oh no… Now what was Harry planning? I swallowed hard as Heidi shot me a cat that ate the canary smile. “Mr. Wergstaff this is Heidi Henderson,” Heidi said in the most bitchy tone I’ve heard out of her since I accidently threw a baseball through the front window of our house, “Over the past two days my son Kevin has been gawked at, ridiculed, pranked and harassed. What do you have to say for yourself?” She waited for a moment before continuing, “I don’t need your stammering, you pompous jackass! I need you to do your damned job! You’re so busy trying to accuse my boy of something that you don’t see there is a prankster loose in your school that is trying to frame my boy? Did you know that yesterday someone lit his backpack on fire? Lit his backpack on fire! And then one of your genius teachers had the testicular fortitude to blame my poor Kevin for it. Why would a boy lite his own backpack on fire Mr. Wergstaff? What sense does that make?” She paused for half a second before jumping back in, “I’ll tell you what sense that makes. None. What do you plan to do about this?” She paused for a moment as I started to laugh, which brought a smile to her face and made her motion for me to be quiet before she said, “That’s your plan? Wait and see? That is the most moronic plan I’ve ever heard. No wonder these children run around and destroy property on your watch! You’re incompetent. Why don’t you check out the football team! I’ve yet to see a single one of them get in trouble, and they stole a goat from Krenshaw Heights for homecoming a month ago!” She paused again as I grabbed at my nose and gulp down air because I was still laughing so hard. I didn’t know how much longer I would be able to remain silent with Harry doing this to Mr. Wergstaff. “I’ve heard enough. Just close your damn yapper before something tries to nest in all the extra space in your skull. My Kevin will not be returning to school until you can assure me that he will be free from ridicule, pranks, and bullying. That includes the staff giving him the evil eye like he did anything to their cars. He couldn’t have done it because he was at home plowing me… I mean plowing my garden.” Now it was Harry’s turn to smirk as I shot him a look. “I don’t care! Kevin is so afraid of being picked on at school he’s started having night terrors and has regressed back to wetting the bed!” My face instantly went red hot as I heard Harry, and I made motions at him to hang up the phone, to which he just stuck Heidi’s cute little tongue out at me and then said into the receiver, “Figure it out Mr. Wergstaff. If you can’t my lawyer will be in touch!” And with that she slammed the phone down. “I wet the bed? You’re a dick!” I hollered at Heidi as smiled smugly at me. “Yeah well, he won’t bring that up in passing conversation after I’ve moved on from Heidi’s body will he?” She reply with an I told you so look on her face. She picked up the phone and dialed a new number and then waited. I gave her a questioning glance, but Heidi ignored it as she started to talk, “Hello Mrs. McDregel, this is Heidi Henderson. I’m Kevin’s Mom. I was just calling to say that Harry has been studying very hard with Kevin for the past couple nights, and he’s asking to stay over through the weekend. The boys are studying very hard and when they’re not studying they’re both doing choirs around the house. Harry is such a good boy!” Heidi paused as she listened and I shot her another glance. Leave it to Harry to make sure his ass is covered while mine is swinging out in the breeze. She must have realized I was gawking at her because she slowly reached down with one hand and tugged back her robe far enough to expose a nipple, and then began tugging and tweaking it, making it stand out proud and firm against her breast. I felt my cock suddenly spring to life in my pants as it tried to follow suit to Heidi’s nipple. “Of course I’ll get him, just a moment,” Heidi said as she lowered the phone, covered it with one hand and then cleared her throat before bringing the receiver back to her mouth. “Hi Mom!” I heard Harry’s deeper voice come out of Heidi’s mouth, “How’s Lucy doing? Is she still cussing like a sailor and craping in her pants?” Heidi paused and then said, “Sorry Mom, I’ll remember to watch my mouth while I’m here. Promise.” Heidi paused once more, and then said, “Yeah, I’ll be good for Miss Henderson, and I’ll make sure I’m getting caught up on my school work. Kevin’s been helping a lot with that. Okay, bye Mom, love you!” and with that she hung up the phone as she turned and looked at me with a sly grin. “Okay dude, we’ve got the rest of the week to screw around now! No school for you, no problems for me,” Heidi said still using Harry’s voice as she put her hands on her hips and gave me a self-satisfied smile. “Dude, can you not use your voice? It’s really weirding me out,” I asked Heidi as she rolled her eyes and bent over to bring her face next to mine. “What’s wrong sweetums? Is Harry’s voice coming out of Mommy’s pouty lips killing your lil’ boner?” She teased me, again in Kevin’s voice. “Ha Ha Ha,” I said slowly with an eyeroll. She cleared her throat again and then asked, “So what do you wanna do now?” “I dunno. I didn’t plan on having the day to goof off. What were you going to do?” I asked her as I shrugged. “Same thing I’ve done every morning after you head out for school. Head to your mom’s room and look for some sexy panties! After that I usually spend some time staring at myself in the mirror as I get dressed, and maybe play with my tits some… Did you want to watch me get dressed?” She asked with a hopeful look on her face. “Yeah, that sounds pretty sweet,” I replied with a smile as I jumped at another chance to see Heidi’s body on display for me, and again felt a twinge of jealousy that Harry had access to that smoking hot body whenever he wanted. “C’mon!” She said excitedly as she hurried to her bedroom. I followed afterward, jogging to keep up. As I turned into my parents room I was shocked at the mess. Heidi was normally very particular about the house being spotless, so to see her room in shambles like this made it clear that someone else was indeed behind the controls of her body. Her bed was still unmade, and it looked like it hadn’t been made since the last time my dad had slept in it. One of her stockings was still wrapped around the head board of the bed, letting me know that Harry had indeed used Heidi’s body to screw my father. There were clothes everywhere. The largest piles were mainly on the floor, but there was also some shirts and dresses strewn across the bed, and also clothing hanging out of random dresser drawers that were still half open. The only place that had clear spot to the carpeting was in front of the full length mirror. I shook my head in disbelief, but Heidi was too busy wading through the mess to notice. “Holy crap this place is a shit hole!” I said as I maneuvered my way past the piles so I could sit on the bed. “Whatever. I had to dig through most of your mom’s clothes to find the little gems I’ve been wearing for the past few days,” Heidi said as she looked back at me, “Although I suppose, you’ve been wanting me to wear sweatpants and a parka for the past couple days anyway. You probably don’t care.” “I, uh… I might have changed my mind on that. Now that we’ve… You know…” I replied to her. “Well what do you think I was trying to do before, genius? You were just to wound tight to see it. What do you think of these?” Heidi asked as she held up a pair of lime green bikini brief panties. I shrugged and asked, “Got anything smaller?” “Yeah, you’re right. I’ve got to put the goods on display!” She replied and tossed them over her shoulder as she began digging through one of her cabinet drawers. “Don’t you have any more corsets or something like you had on last night?” I asked with a hopeful voice. “You’re mom only had one of those. I had it on for both your dad and you. It’s starting to smell pretty ripe. You didn’t notice?” Heidi asked me as she turned to look over her shoulder at me. “Nope. You smelled awesome to me,” I replied with a shrug. “Huh. Women must have a better sense of smell then. ‘Cause I’ve been smelling everything about four times as much as normal. I never really noticed perfume before, but now I love that shit. Or your sheets this morning. They just smelled like sweaty-boy unwashed sheets, and I never noticed that before,” She said and then held up a white pair of cotton panties, “These?” “Dude those look like the most boring pair of panties on the planet. Where’s the lace? The silk? The tiny thongs?” I grumbled as I shot her a look. “I was wearing those while you were busy whacking off instead of being interested in seeing me in them. Now they’re all dirty and in the laundry. Heidi doesn’t have an unlimited supply of sexy lingerie. For a trophy wife, her closet is kinda lacking,” She chided me as she continued digging through her panty drawer. “This sucks. I finally come around and now you’re out of sexy slutty clothes,” I grumbled as I kicked at a pile of clothes. “Wait!” She exclaimed as she turned to face me, “You’re a genius! I know what we’re gonna do today!” “Huh?” I asked her, still not catching onto what Harry was thinking. “We’re going to the mall!” She said excitedly with a sly look on her face. “The mall?” I questioned her, realizing that every other public adventure with Harry in Heidi’s driver seat had been fairly embarrassing for me. “Yeah dummy! What do they have at the mall?” She asked me as she rubbed her hands together. “Uh, they have a video game store, the smoothie stand, that place in the food court that sells tacos, and other than that it’s all shitty clothing stores,” I replied as I gave her a skeptical look. “You are such a dumb ass,” she replied as she let out a sigh and turned back to her panty drawer, “But just so I’m clear, you don’t want to go to any of the shitty clothing stores? Even though Maurister’s sells those black leather miniskirts that Stacy Morgan likes to wear? The same skirt she was wearing when you accidently walked into the cafeteria wall?” The light bulb suddenly clicked on in my head, and I realized that once again Harry had been two steps ahead of me, “You mean you’re gonna buy slutty clothes for Heidi!” “Duh, and not only that, but we won’t have to slowly shuffle by the Sassy Lassie and check out the lingerie the mannequins are wearing! We can just waltz in the front door, try the shit on, and see what looks hot before we even buy it!” She said with lust in her eyes as she felt her own breasts through her robe. “This is gonna be awesome!” I replied as visions of Heidi in scraps of lingerie danced through my over-sexed teenage mind. She dropped her robe to the floor and then bent over at the waist as she stepped into a pair of pink bikini brief panties. I could tell from the way the light shimmered off her ass they were silk. She grabbed a matching bra and flipped it inside out and put it on backwards. I pointed at her exposed tits and commented, “Dude you’re doing that wrong.” “Shut up and watch dick breath,” she replied with an eye roll. With that she spun it around and flipped the bra cups up over her breasts and gracefully slid her arms through the shoulder straps. She bent forward just a bit and then adjusted her tits in the silky bra and returned upright as she looked at me and said, “Ta-da! You know what a pain in the ass it is to try and get those little hooks done up right behind your back?” “You know way too much about chick clothes dude,” I replied with a snicker. “You didn’t seem to mind last night… Or this morning,” she shot back with a sly grin, “Plus it’s all up here in Heidi’s mind. I just have to think about it, and her mind sort of downloads it into mine,” She told me as she tapped her head. “So, what’s that like? I mean, how does it work?” I asked as I cocked my head to the side. She reached over and grabbed a small pink tank top and a pair of jeans and held them up for a moment as she seemed to be appraising them, and then replied, “It’s sort of like a movie in the back of your head for memories… It’s like you watch them, and you sorta feel like you were there, but you were like a ghost watching through someone else’s eyes. The other stuff, like driving a car or yoga, you just sort of download the skills from their minds and suddenly you know the stuff,” She said, and then got a grin on her face, “Like Heidi here use to be a cheerleader. So, I can look at all her cheerleader memories, including the locker rooms where all the girls got changed, and at the same time I can remember all her routines and how she did them… It’s pretty bad ass.” “Yeah, I have to admit I’m pretty jealous,” I told her. “It sucks that you can’t do this too, but one of us is better than neither of us, and if it had to be only one of us, I’m glad it was me,” She replied with a giggle, “Now why don’t you be a good son and run and grab Mommy a scissors, please.” “Ha ha ha,” I replied as I got up and headed out of the room. I grabbed a scissors from a junk drawer and headed back to Heidi’s room, and she met me at the door. I couldn’t help but gawk at her as she stood there in her silk panties and bra, “What do you need a pair of scissors for?” “You’ll see in a minute,” She replied and then snatched the scissors out of my hand and closed the door in my face as she disappeared back into her room. With nothing else to do I headed back to my room and flopped down on my bed. I fired up a video game and started to play, but I didn’t make it very far before the sound of high heels coming down the hallway distracted me. I looked at my doorway and smiled as I saw Heidi step into my room and strike a pose. She was wearing the small pink tank top that she was holding earlier, but it was cut off just below the bottom of her tits, and the jeans that she had been holding were now cut off into the shortest pair of daisy dukes that I had ever seen. Her hair was done, and it looked like she was wearing some pink lipstick and mascara that was put on just a bit too heavy. She was also standing in a pair of black peep toe heels that had to give her at least a five inch lift. She did a quick spin, which let me see that the bottom of her ass cheeks were hanging out of the jean shorts. There was only one word that came to mind from that outfit. Slut. “Dude, that’s hot as fuck, but you can’t be serious! You can’t wear that out in public! People will think my Mom is a complete slut!” I told her as she finished her spin. “Of course I can wear this out on our shopping trip. You’re forgetting that while I’m in control of this sexy MILF body that I am a slut,” She replied with a cocked eyebrow. I dropped the video game controller on my bed and stood up as I said, “Harry, you can’t do that to Heidi. Now I’m telling you to go back into her room and change into something that at least resembles normal clothing!” She took a step toward me and grabbed my crotch aggressively as she said, “I don’t think you understand. I’m Heidi Henderson right now and I’ll decide how I want to dress to go out. You’re my son, and if you don’t agree too bad. I can wear whatever I want and if you lip off to much, I’ll just ground you!” I gulped and dropped my eyes in a submissive pose and nodded as Heidi shot me a grin, “That’s more like it! Just remember, if you’re a good boy, Mommy will give you treats. If you’re a bad boy, well, let’s just say I can make things unpleasant,” and that she gave my crotch a tight squeeze to let me know who was in charge. “Now shut off the video game while I grab my purse, and let’s go have some fun!” She said as turned and headed out the door. Ugh, I thought this outing might be different, but Harry seemed to power trip every now and then. I shut off the game system and the TV, and then headed out to meet him in the kitchen as I decided at least if I went along with him I could keep an eye on him, and hopefully avoid him making too big of a spectacle in Heidi’s body. We made the trip to the mall in Heidi’s car and I noticed the excited grin plastered across her face as we pulled into the parking lot. As she shut off the engine she looked over at me and said, “Well, are you ready to have some fun?” “I guess,” I replied with a shrug. “C’mon Kev, you’re not going to go back to Captain Killjoy, are you?” She asked as she hopped out of the car and dug at the grundy her shorts were making. “I’ll try not,” I replied as I got out and followed her into the mall, already noticing people staring at my Mom as she walked with a swagger that made her ass shake and jiggle. The first stop we made was a lingerie store that Harry and I had always ogled from the hallway. The mannequins in the window were always wearing some kind of lace or mesh teddies that left little to the imagination, and I never thought the first time I would be shopping here would be with Heidi. She strutted up to the entrance to the Sassy Lassie, and when she saw my hesitation she stopped and asked, “Are you coming?” “Uh, I think maybe I should wait outside. It may look a bit weird having your son pick out lingerie with you, Mom!” I told her. “Suit yourself,” She replied and opened the door and strutted inside. I looked around and spotted a bench, and made my way over to it. I glanced around at the people shopping for a few moments and then sat down. I didn’t know how long Heidi would be in there, but I knew that it might be a while. I briefly wondered if I should be in there to keep an eye on her, but then decided that she couldn’t get into too much trouble in a shop where women went specifically to buy sexy lingerie. Even with a horny teenage boy in control of her body she should look fairly normal in there at least. I quickly got bored, and leaned back against the bench and slumped down. As I watched people walk by I looked at the clock. Fifteen minutes had gone by. I groaned audibly and leaned forward. After another fifteen minutes I began picking little stones out of the treads in my sneakers. A half an hour after that I finally broke down, stood up, and headed over to the entrance to the Sassy Lassie. I hesitated at the entrance once more and did a quick look around, then made my way through the door. Once inside a woman that was browsing through some small thongs set out on a table right by the entrance gave me an odd look. I could feel my face flush red, but continued on. The store seemed to be arranged in several rooms, each with different types of women’s undergarments. The first room seemed to be bras and panties. As I walked into the second room, it seemed to be set up for rather scandalous lingerie. I had a hard time keeping my eyes in front of me as I walked, as they kept wandering to the various forms of sexy women’s undergarments. Finally I managed to stumble my way into the next room, which had costumes in it. Everything the mind could think of was there in some sexy-fied form. Cheerleader, nurse, school girl, French maid, bunny, genie, and hell, they even had a nun costume. I still didn’t see Heidi, so I continued into the next room and suddenly felt my face go from slightly red to fire engine red. The tables, walls, and even ceiling had sex toys strapped to them everywhere. I stumbled a bit and caught myself on a black dildo that was as large as my arm. I yanked my hand back, and suddenly noticed a woman in the room with me. She eyed me up and down and then asked, “Can I help you with something?” “I’m looking for…” I stopped and stared at her stupidly. “Yeah? It’s okay. We get guys in here all the time to buy dildos or butt-plugs. Happens way more often than you’d think,” She said in a bored voice. “No, not that. I’m looking for…” I hesitated again, and I could tell she was starting to get annoyed, so I just blurted out, “My Mom!” She blinked and looked at me and then shook her head as she said, “If you didn’t see her out here, she’s in one of the fitting rooms.” As she motioned over her shoulder to a somewhat hidden doorway I shuffled past her trying not to touch any more rubber cocks, and then headed into a back hallway. It was filled with doors that I assumed led into small cubicles for trying stuff on, but three doors were closed, and I had no idea which one Heidi was in. “Heidi?” I whispered softly, but got no response. “Heidi!” I called out slightly louder. “In here!” I heard her reply, but the voice didn’t help, as it could have come out of any of the changing rooms. “I don’t know which door you’re behind,” I muttered back to the doors. “Ugh, over here,” She grumbled back as she opened a door, “You can’t give me fifteen minutes to pick out some stuff?” I walked into her room and was about to give her a piece of my mind about leaving me sitting outside the store for an entire hour when my jaw dropped open as I saw her standing there in a white teddy that was basically mesh and strings, along with some ruffled lace in a few small spots to draw your eye to the best spots of Heidi’s body. To make matters worse, all of the walls were covered in mirrors, meaning as my eyes tried to travel around on her body, all I saw everywhere was either ass and tits, or reflections of ass and tits. “So, do you like what you see?” She asked as she turned and checked her own ass out in the mirror. “You look so unbelievably fucking hot in that!” I said as I continued to look her up and down like a girlie-poster. “I know,” She replied and then closed the door behind me, “I’ve been trying on all these little outfits, and checking myself in the mirror, and I’ve got a little confession to make,” She paused as she reached up and slipped a shoulder strap off, “It’s made my pussy all soppy and messy.” With that she undid the other shoulder strap and then shimmied the fabric down her side and her toned legs and then leaned over the small bench in the corner of the room, putting her ass and pussy squarely in front of me, “You wanna help me scratch an itch?” I nodded and clumsily fumbled with my jeans as I tried to free my rapidly stiffening cock from its confines. Finally, I had it out and took a half step forward, putting the head of my shaft at Heidi’s waiting pussy. I could feel the warmth radiating off her lips and smell her musk as I slowly worked my cock inside of her. She whimpered and as I placed my hands on her hips I felt a quiver work its way down her spine as I continued to ease myself into her. Once I bottomed out inside her womb she let out a contented sigh and then started to work her way forward and back on her own, as if I wasn’t getting on with the program fast enough for her. I saw her reach up with her left hand and begin to fondle her own tits as they rocked back and forth as they lung down under her chest, and eventually I saw her same hand make its way between her legs as she started to rub her own clit while my dick pounded in and out of her pussy. It didn’t take long before suddenly I felt a spasm course through her starting with her hips, then moving outward, down her thighs and up her back and through her shoulders and right through her legs. Her pussy grasped at my cock, and she started to moan as she came. I only lasted moments longer as the contractions from her silky womb and the erotic noises she was making tipped me over the edge, and I felt myself blow like a fire hose. My legs wobbled as my knees threatened to give out on me while I leaned forward onto Heidi’s back as my sausage throbbed deeply inside of her. We were both out of breath as we took a moment to collect ourselves and I suddenly noticed that Heidi had positioned herself in the mirror so that she could watch her naked body getting roughly fucked in third person. I could see Harry’s face on Heidi’s neck and framed by her hair as he smiled while checking out his sexy stolen body. I finally went completely limp and pulled myself out with a schlup sound, while Heidi stood back up and gave me a sexy smile. I was actually glad that she was facing me once more, as seeing Harry’s face in the mirror had sort of killed the mood for me. “Oh god, did I need that,” She said with a large smile as she picked up her pink silk panties and used them to clean herself up as my cum dribbled out of her slit and down her thighs. “Yeah, that was great,” I said as I nodded in agreement while I tucked myself back into my pants and worked my fly back up. Suddenly there was a knock at the door, “Excuse me miss, is everything okay in there? You’ve been in that room for quite a while.” “Well, I’m trying on quite a bit of lingerie,” Heidi replied through the door as she rolled her eyes at me. “You’ve been in this store for over an hour now,” I told her as I suddenly remembered why I come into the store in the first place. “An hour? Really? It didn’t seem that long!” She replied with a shocked expression, “I guess time flies when you’re having fun.” “Ma’am, are you in there with a man? That’s against store policy!” The voice from outside the door interrupted again. “I’m in here with my son! What do you think is going to happen? It’s not like he’s going to bend me over the bench in here and fuck me!” She said as she poked through the pile of tiny intimates as if looking for a specific one. “Uh… W… Well, if you wouldn’t mind, I do have to refold the merchandise and get the room ready for the next customer,” The voice said through the door in an uncertain voice. “Yes, yes. We’re almost done. Don’t get your panties in a twist,” Heidi said as she finally grabbed a miniscule white silk thong and shimmied it up her legs and into place over her well fucked snatch. That was quickly followed by a matching bra, and then the same cutoff jeans and tank top that she had worn into the store, restoring her slutty look. She slipped her heels back on, checked her face in the mirror for any make up smudges (which was actually Harry’s face), and then scooped up a huge pile of panties and bras, lingerie, and some costumes before motioning for me to open the door. The woman that checked on us eyed me up as if she knew that I had just been fucking my Mom inside the changing room, but Heidi played it cool as a cucumber as she replied, “It doesn’t look like you’ll have to clean anything up, because I’m going to take it all.” The woman gave her a weak smile, and I followed Heidi as she made her way out of the changing room area. As we made it back into the sex toy room Heidi motioned at a toy with her chin, “Hey, grab one of the pink ones for me, okay?” “What?!” I asked her as I eyed the slim vibrator. “My hands are full, grab the vibrator right there,” She told me again. “Dude, no way,” I told her as I held up my hands and shook my head. “C’mon!” She pleaded with me. “No,” I responded. “Don’t be an ass!” “No.” “Dammit Kevin!” “Screw you!” “That’s the general idea behind a vibrator!” She said with an I told you so look on her face. “No, it’s just too… yuck,” “That’s not what you thought while your dick was shoved in me a few minutes ago!” She said with an evil glare. Suddenly people in the room began to stare at me and I could feel my face turn bright red again as I turned and dashed out of the store. I heard Heidi call out for me, but I kept going. I made a turn at the first side hallway and headed down to the back emergency exit doors. Almost no one ever came down this hallway and so I knew I had time to re-center myself. I tried to slow my breathing and let my face cool down. I leaned against the wall and rested my hands against my knees as I bent over. It was about ten minutes later before I heard heels clacking down the tile of the hallway. “There you are! What the fuck did you ditch me like that for?” Heidi asked as she walked up to me and set several huge bags down. “That was so fucking embarrassing!” I said to her as I thrust my finger at her. “You’re telling me! I dropped half the panties I was carrying as I tried to scoop up that vibrator, and then one of the girls in the store whistled at my ass as I was bent over trying to pick them all up! Can you believe that dude?! I got hit on by a lesbian!” She replied excitedly. “Fuck you Harry! You left me outside that store for over an hour, and then when we were trying to get out, you wanted me to shuffle along after you carrying a vibrator after announcing to everyone that I had sex with my Mom!” I told her as I gave shot her an ugly look. “You’re being a huge loser about all this! First off, you’d have been in there just as long as I was if you could check out a naked girl’s body, and second I was getting the vibrator so that after you blow your load when we have sex we can still continue to mess around until you get your second wind! I was thinking of you! So what if I prank you a little bit? It’s harmless fun! Nobody in there knows either one of us,” She said as she cocked her hips and stared me down. I gulped and sort of withered under her gaze as she waited for me to respond. Damn Harry had that upset mother look down. Finally I sighed and said, “I suppose you’re right.” “Of course I am. I’m always right,” She said proudly as I acquiesced to her way of thinking, “And speaking of which, put these on,” She reached into the bag and pulled out her pink silk bikini briefs that she had worn to the store, still soaked in spots with the mixture of our sex juices. “Um no.” I said with the same resolve I had about carrying the vibrator Heidi wanted up to the register. “Yes,” She said as she gave me her patented Mom look. “No! Why would I put on Heidi’s old panties?” I replied as I gave her a look of utter bafflement. “Because dude! Silk feels soooOOOOoooo good!” She replied with a little smile as she rolled her eyes and let her free hand wander down between her legs to give her pussy a quick rub through her jean shorts. “But they’re girl’s panties!” I pointed out, thinking that alone should stop Heidi’s request in its tracks. “Who cares? No one will see them. I’ll be the only one that knows you have them on, and I’m wearing silk panties too, so I’m not gonna make fun of you,” She shot back. “No! They’re covered in our… stuff!” I said as I looked at the silk briefs. “Well, they’re the only pair of silk bikini briefs I have. I would have grabbed you a pair in the store, but you ran out like a lunatic,” She replied with an eye roll. “Yeah, I don’t care. I’m not putting those panties on,” I said as I stamped my foot. “You look like a child when you stamp your foot like that!” She said as she cocked on of her legs and planted her hands on her hips. “Whatever MOM!” I replied as I stuck my tongue out at her. Suddenly she stepped close to me and grabbed me at the shoulders. I didn’t know what was going on, but I was scared. I didn’t have time to wonder what Harry’s plan was very long, thought because he mashed Heidi’s face against mine and then I felt this slime start to flow out of her mouth and into mine. I tried to turn my head and get away from her, but her she held me in an iron grip and even though I managed to close my mouth and turn my face, I felt the ooze change paths and simply flow up my nose instead. I tried once more to shake her loose, but my body wasn’t responding as well to my mind anymore and everything seemed sluggish as I tried to escape her grasp. I felt like something warm was working its way through my body, filling up my insides with a goo I couldn’t fight back. As the warmth flooded up my body, I lost connection with my limbs. First my feet, then my legs, up my midsection, arms, and then when the feeling hit my neck, everything started to get dimmer, like I was falling asleep even though I didn’t want to. The last thing I felt was Heidi’s body slumping against me as we both slid down the wall. And then I was awake again. I felt the coolness of concrete underneath me as I stared up at the ceiling. I blinked and then lifted my head to look around. I saw Heidi also sitting up from a prone position on the floor. She brought a hand to the bridge of her nose, blinked twice and then shook her head as if she was clearing out some cobwebs. The first thought that popped through my head was What happened? The second thought was Is that Harry in Heidi’s body or is that really her? “Oh, it feels good to be back in here! I missed you, you big ol’ titties!” Heidi said happily as she grasped at her breasts. “Well, that answers that question, I’m guessing you’re back inside of her, huh Harry?” I asked as I sat up as well. “Yup, and boy does it feel good to be back!” Heidi replied happy, “I mean don’t get me wrong, it was awesome to see that look of shock on your face and it was a pretty huge rush to take over another body again, but I think I prefer your Step Mom. She’s got a prime little pussy and two killer hooters.” “Why did you take over my body?” I asked her as I looked down at myself. “Because you were being a real cock-sucker,” She replied, “Remember when we started this, and you promised to do what I said? Well, I told you to do something and you refused. Now you know that I can make you do it.” “You mean wear the panties?” I suddenly remembered and then realized that there were some spots in my pants that seemed to feel moist all of the sudden, especially between my legs. Heidi gave me a snotty smile as she held up her left hand, and dangling from her fingers were the boxers that I had put on that morning, “Sorry about how moist the crotch of those panties are, but when I was walking in, and my legs were scissoring back and forth in those heels, and all those people were staring at my tits and my ass my pussy just started to drool.” “Ew,” I said as I looked down at myself and envisioned what was below my jeans. “Don’t worry, they’ll still feel awesome,” She replied as she started to get up and then held out her hand for me to grab. I ignored her help and instead began to work at the buckle on my jeans, fully intending to switch back over to my boxers until I heard her say, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.” “Why not?” I asked her as I stopped unhooking my button. “For one thing, I’m not giving these back,” She said as she dropped my boxers into one of her shopping bags, “And for another, if you take off the panties, I’ll take over your body again, and go running through this mall buck naked.” “You wouldn’t!” I exclaimed as I shrunk back from her. “Just don’t push your luck, and you won’t have to find out,” She replied with a sinister grin. With that said she picked up her shopping bags and started down the hallway, barely taking a moment to call over her shoulder, “Are you coming, or are you going to sit there on your ass?” I scrambled to my feet and hurried after Heidi, trying to ignore the feelings in my pants. She walked confidently ahead of me, and it almost seemed like she was trying to hit her heels deliberately off the tiles as she walked, causing her chest to jiggle with every step as she also put an extra sway in her step, causing her ass to wiggle enticingly back and forth. As I started to catch up I noticed every man in the place staring at her as she strutted past with a look of pure want, and either jealousy or more lust in the eyes of the women. I had almost caught up when she made a sudden turn into a shop filled with shoes. She turned and glanced at me as she asked, “Are you coming in, or staying out?” “Are you going to take an hour again?” “You can’t rush beauty, Sweetie,” She replied pleasantly with a smile. “I’ll wait out here, I guess.” I said as I pointed at a bench that face the front of the store. She shrugged and headed into the store as I took my place on the bench. I noticed instantly this time that I could still see Heidi as she wandered up and down the rows of shoes because unlike the Sassy Lassie, the shoe store had giant windows across the front of the store. It was sort of hot to see her trying on fire red high heel pumps, or thigh high black slut boots, but to be honest it was also sort of boring because it seemed to take her so long to try on shoes. Add to the fact that as I moved around I felt the silk panties on my skin, and Harry was in fact correct. They did feel good. My cock was starting to harden from the sensations flowing across it. I hunched over and tried not to shift as much as possible. It was only about forty five minutes before Heidi came strutting out of the store carrying more large bags stuffed to the brim with boxes. “Are you ready to go now? I don’t think you can carry anymore,” I said with a snicker. “Why that’s a great idea, Son! I’d love it if you carried my bags,” She replied to my question with a smile and I suddenly knew I should have kept my big mouth shut. I took the bags from her as she instantly headed out to the next store, leaving me about half a dozen steps behind looking every bit like her personal bag boy. She headed into a popular clothing store next, and rather than head in after her, I again took my place on a bench outside. This store again had windows, so watched as she shuffled through rack after rack of clothing, taking off tiny tops, dresses, skirts, and anything else that looked incredibly slutty with her to the dressing room. I think Heidi sensed that I was bored because I suddenly saw her come out of one of the dressing rooms and head into an isle that a person could pretty much only see down if they were sitting in or standing by my bench. She was trying on a black mini skirt and low cut black halter top that left little to the imagination. She locked eyes with me from inside the store and gave me a wink as she suddenly knelt down, and then slowly spread her legs to show me that she wasn’t wearing any panties. She made several poses, some of which reminded me of her yoga moves and others with her legs even further spread before she suddenly brought her hands up to the halter top and moved some of the fabric so that her large tits popped out of the top. She cupped them with her hands and then bounced them up and down with a large smirk on her face as she watched my reaction. I was squirming in my bench as I felt my cock spring to life against my hidden silky encasement. The brazen public display that she was putting on made the whole thing seem even more naughty, which of course made the whole thing seem even more erotic. Everyone around us was going about their daily business never suspecting that my Step Mom was slutting herself out not fifteen feet from where they walked and talked. As I adjusted myself on the bench I suddenly saw Heidi slap her legs together and quickly cover herself as she tried to pull her top back over her breasts. I turned and saw a small group of boys that had stopped walking behind me all pointing past me in her direction. Some of them were pulling out their cell phones to grab photos of the hot slutty milf that they were watching through the store window. She quickly retreated back to the changing room, leaving the boys behind me gripping that they had gotten there a moment too late. I wondered if this would dampen Harry’s enthusiasm for showing off Heidi’s body, but for some reason I doubted it. I also wondered why he suddenly got shy when he didn’t seem to have that much of a problem making Heidi out to be a slut everywhere else. I didn’t have to wait long to talk to her, as once she had her original outfit back on she brought her armfuls of skank clothes to the check out so she could buy them, and then once she swiped her credit card headed out to meet me in front of the store as she held out the bags so I could take them as well. “Is there anywhere else that you want to go my queen?” I asked as I took the bags from her and bowed. “Well now, isn’t that a change in attitude? Just to show you that I’m not some frigid bitch, I’ll let you pick our next destination, even if it’s back home,” She said with a smile. “Actually, I would like to go back home. I’m pretty sick of waiting around the mall, and these panties are starting to give me a chubby,” I replied to her. “I told you that silky panties feel amazing! Okay, we can head back to the car,” She said as she turned and began walking toward the exit as she said over her shoulder, “Maybe we can do something about your little problem at home.” I struggled to keep up with Heidi as I shambled along after her while carrying all the bags, but she did hold the door open for me, and also opened up the trunk for me so that I could deposit all of the bags into the car. They didn’t all fit in the trunk, so some of the bags and boxes had to be set in the back seat. As I hooked my seatbelt up Heidi looked over at me with a large grin and asked, “See, wasn’t that fun?” “Oh yeah, I love being forced to wear panties while following my mom around as she shops for clothes,” I replied as I rolled my eyes. “Dude, you’ll appreciate it when we get home, just watch.” “We’ll see,” I replied as I slunk down in my seat and stared out the passenger side window and then asked, “Hey, why did you bail when those kids started pointing at you in the mall? You seemed pretty okay looking like a complete slut to everyone before that,” “Because they were grabbing their cell phones to get pictures of me,” She replied with a shrug. “So?” “So, the photos would have showed my real face, numb nuts. I don’t want people having photos of your mom’s body with my face on it out there. It’d be bad for me.” “Oh,” I replied with a shrug and then remained silent for the rest of the ride. Once we were back at the house I asked Heidi if she wanted any help with the bags. She shook her head no and said, “I’ll bring them in. Then I’m gonna get changed and surprise you, so why don’t you get comfortable somewhere, and I’ll be right with you.” I shot her a large grin and then bolted for my room. I quickly yanked back the mess of covers and dragged them off to the side on the floor. I then jumped onto my bed and propped myself up with some pillows as I waited for Heidi. I heard her making trips back and forth while I was prepping my room, but now that I was sitting on my bed I wondered how long it would take her to get ready. I was just about to fire up a video game when she came walking in my room. Once again my jaw dropped as she teetered into my room on a pair of six inch platform high heeled shoes. “Damn, these things are hard to walk in!” She said as she steadied herself on my door frame. “Dude, what the fuck are you wearing?” I asked in an excited tone as I felt my cock responding to her outfit. “It’s a French maid’s outfit! Sexy isn’t it?” She asked as she grabbed the hem of her skirt and swished it around, showing off her filly underskirt, “And you should see the lingerie I’ve got on underneath!” “I’m hoping too!” I replied with a grin. “Great! So here’s what I’m thinking,” She said as she teetered over to my desk and pulled a video camera out from behind her back and set it up so that it was pointing toward my bed, “You’ll be on the bed, I’ll come in and act like…” “Whoa, what are you doing?” I asked her as I sat up and looked at the camera. “I’m setting up the camera!” She said in an excited tone. “Yeah I can see that, but why?” I asked as I eyed the camera suspiciously. “Well it’s pretty hard to make a porno without a camera,” She replied with a voice that dripped sarcasm. “Dude, I don’t want to make a porno!” I said as I shook my head. “Why not? This will be awesome!” She said as she continued messing with the camera. “No way! I don’t want to have some tape that Heidi can find laying around the house!” I told her, “Plus, I thought you didn’t want your picture taken because it will show your face.” “I don’t want someone else having pictures of my face on your mom’s body, but I’d like a souvenir or two,” She replied with an evil smirk as she grasped at her breasts through the maids outfit, “So c’mon dude. Remember, the only reason I’m in Heidi is to help you out.” “Fine,” I replied with an eye roll. “Great! Okay, so I’ll come into your room, and you’ll be on your bed, and then you tell me Well hello there. From the looks of that outfit you’re here to do more than clean! Lucky for you I’ve got something right here that’s big and dirty! Okay dude?” She said as she clasped her hands. “Ugh, that’s so cheesy, dude,” I replied as I shook my head. “Yeah, who cares? The only ones that are going to see it are you and me,” She replied as she headed out of my room, then spun and looked at me, and said, “On three… One… Two… Action!” I waited a moment as Heidi walked into the room and then said, “Well hello there Heidi the maid! From how slutty that outfit looks you’re here to do more than just clean my room! Lucky for you I’ve got something right here that’s big and dirty,” “Excusez-moi monsieur, pensez-vous que je suis une sorte de prostitué?” She replied with a heavy French accent, making me wonder where in the hell Harry learned French. “What?” I replied as I stared at Heidi in with a confused look. “I seed I am no prostitute monsieur,” she replied in English, but still with a heavy accent and then whispered, “Dude, just play along. Heidi knows French, so I can just use it from her mind.” I blinked a few times and then tried to get back into character as I said, “Well, if you’re no prostitute then why is your skirt so short, and why are you wearing those sexy white stockings?” “Je porte des tenues de ce genre pour que je puisse faire des hommes comme baver tout sur, mais je ne suis pas une pute! Je suis une petite salope sale qui aime baiser les hommes pour gratuitement!” She replied as she cocked her hip and shot me a sultry look. I shot her another questioning look as I wondered what she said and then replied, “Why don’t you come over here and I’ll wash the French out of your mouth with my cum, you dirty slut!” “Pourquoi oui, cela sonne comme une excellente idée! Vous pouvez propre dehors ma chatte avec votre énorme bite!” She replied loudly in an excited tone as she sauntered over to me while whispering, “That was great, you’re doing awesome!” She then propped a leg up on my bed and exposed her inner thighs and garters as she motioned at her pussy and said, “Êtes-vous prêt à baiser ma chatte avec votre viande lancinante de l’homme?” I had no idea what she said, but I suddenly saw her pussy through a tiny pair of mesh panties, and I could smell her arousal as I brought my face under the hem of her dress and began kissing up her legs and licking at her cunt through the fishnet fabric. “Oui! Oui! Utilisez votre langue me faire plaisir!” She replied enthusiastically, and grabbed my ears with her hands and buried my face into her moist folds. I kept licking until I couldn’t breathe anymore and then pulled back. She winked at me, and then yanked the shoulder straps of her dress down her arms. She tugged the dress and tiny apron down and off in erotic movement, leaving me awestruck and her standing there in nothing but white mesh panties with matching bra, some white stockings, and her heels. She then pushed me back on the bed and worked at the fly of my jeans. While she did that I grabbed at my shirt and pulled it over my head. As she yanked down my pants I suddenly realized that I was going to be filmed wearing women’s panties! Why hadn’t I changed? “Eh bien n’êtes-vous pas un petit garçon crépus?” She said as she glanced at my panties and then looked up at my face with a raised eyebrow. “I… uh… I told you I had something dirty for you!” I replied in my most confident voice. “Je suis plus intéressé par ce qui est en dessous de votre petite culotte de soie! Voyons comment grand il est, allons-nous?” She replied as she began to stroke my dick through the silky material. I had no idea what she had said, but at that point I didn’t really care. My cock was at full attention as it strained against the thin fabric of the panties, and Heidi gave me a small smile as she gently worked them down my hips and then climbed over the top of me. She reached down between her legs and moved her mesh panties off to the left side of her pussy and then lined my fully inflated member up and slowly worked the head into herself. I let out a moan as she flopped her head back and said, “Oui, Oui! Remplir jusqu’à mon con crasseux!” She didn’t waste any time as she began bouncing up and down on my cock, and as her thighs slapped off my lap I once again relished the feeling of her silky womb. She would occasionally let out a few squeals, and then an “Oui! Oui!” but other than she had stopped speaking French as she fucked me. With how excited I was before I even got inside of her pussy I didn’t last long before I let out a low growl and sucked in my stomach as I began pumping my seed inside of her. She bottomed herself out on my cock and ground herself against my stomach as she called out, “Oui! Dump de votre sperme à l’intérieur de moi comme un vieux préservatif! Je suis une salope crasseux crasseux! J’adore quand un coq explose à l’intérieur de moi!” She brought a hand down and began to finger her clit, but it was too late for me to assist any more as my dick had already begun to soften. She whimpered in frustration as she rubbed herself against my now floppy member before finally giving up and saying, “And CUT!” I caught my breath and leaned up on my elbows as I asked her, “What the hell did all that French stuff mean?” “Basically I was just saying dirty porn talk in French, don’t worry about it dude,” She replied as she climbed off from me and headed over to the camera to shut it off. “That was actually pretty fun,” I replied with a smile. “Yeah, it wasn’t bad, but we have got to work on your staying power,” She replied over her shoulder as she picked the camera up and handed it to me. I stuck out my tongue at her and then asked, “Why are you giving me the camera?” “Because you’re going to hook it up to the TV downstairs while I order a pizza! I wanna watch it!” She replied as she headed out of the room. I shrugged my shoulders and set the camera down while I got dressed. I grabbed a new pair of boxers out of my dresser and pulled them on and then scooped up my jeans and my shirt from the floor and pulled them on. Once I was dressed I picked up the camera again and headed for the living room. I heard Heidi on the phone ordering the pizza while I hooked up the camera to the TV. Once everything was set I rewound the tape to the beginning and pressed play. The TV screen came to life with a picture of my parents’ bedroom. Heidi’s body walked away from the camera like she had just set it up. She was wearing stockings, a black leather corset and a matching thong. I frowned as I realized this wasn’t the maid outfit she had been wearing just a short while ago. She laid down on the bed and then positioned herself to face the master bathroom that was adjacent to my parents’ bedroom. I saw Harry’s face in the video with a small smirk on it as he glanced at the camera. It didn’t take long before my father suddenly walked into the room from the bathroom. “Well, this is an unexpected surprise,” He told the Heidi on the TV screen. “Well, I’m just so happy to see you I thought I’d put on a little something special,” Harry replied as he ran his manicured fingers up his shapely thighs and up to his pert breasts and then gave them a quick squeeze. “Dude, you started without me?” Heidi said as she walked into the room and held her arms out at her sides. “You recorded having sex with my dad too?!” I wailed at her. “It was my first time dude! I found the camera while I was putting on the lingerie! Don’t worry, I hid the camera, he doesn’t know.” “Ugh, I don’t want to watch this,” I replied with a scowl as I turned to look at her. “Suit yourself,” She replied as she licked her pink lips and studied the TV screen. I couldn’t help but stare at her as she stood there, still wearing nothing but the mesh panties and bra along with her stockings and heels. I could plainly see my cum slowly oozing out of her pussy and through the mesh panties as it leaked down her thighs and soaked into her stockings. I heard a squeal come from the TV and turned back to see what was going on. The on screen Heidi was squirming away from my father as he tickled at her waist and then grabbed a leg and kissed his way from Heidi’s ankles to her crotch. Her squeals turned to whimpers as he licked at her pussy through her silk thong until she suddenly used one of her shapely legs to push him over onto his side. She then sexily slid her stocking off and grabbed one of my Dad’s arms and pulled it up to the head board and wrapped tied it there before grabbing the other one and doing the same thing with the remaining length of stocking. She then slowly eased her way out of her thong and sat down on my father’s erect cock. I couldn’t help but watch as the on screen Heidi’s pussy hungrily gobbled up the entirety of his shaft. She hesitated for a moment before she began slowly grinding her way up and down it. She quickly picked up speed as she bobbed on my father’s cock and came to a loud moaning orgasm as she shook like she was having a seizure. “Wow babe, I’ve never seen you cum that hard and quick before!” My father said as he looked up at what he saw as Heidi’s face, but was actually Harry’s face on the video. “I’m just… so happy to see you… babe,” Harry replied as he began to slowly pump my mom’s body up and down on my father’s still rigid shaft. “That outfit… it’s so sexy! I haven’t seen you wear that since our third anniversary,” My father commented and then moaned as he lifted his hips off the bed to try and thrust into her. Harry reached up and pulled the cups of the corset off his breasts and then began playing with his nipples as he bucked some more and then replied, “I saw it and just had to put it on! I love how I looked in the mirror and I have to be honest when you came out of the bathroom and I saw the lust in your eyes it turned me on even more.” “That’s great babe. Now how about you untie my hands?” My dad asked as he groaned and bucked under Harry’s supple body again. “How about you just keep your hands up and I’ll make the rules!” Harry replied as he continued unfazed. “I’ve never seen you like this before!” My father said with an excited tone. “Well, you’ll be happy to know that the new me will be around for a while,” Harry replied and then leaned forward and rubbed his perfect breasts against my dad’s chest. My dad bucked harder, and Harry adjusted his angle so that my father could really slam into his stolen pussy. They both picked up speed and started to moan. I could see the look of ecstasy splayed across Harry’s face as he resumed fondling his own tits while my father pumped into him from underneath. Suddenly I could see Harry’s shapely body shuddering once more and my father let out a guttural roar as I watched him thrust hard into Harry’s cunt while he came. “Oh yes! Yes! YES!” Harry called out, “OH FUCK YES!” Harry collapsed forward on my father and laid on him as they both seemed to be twitching from post-orgasmic bliss. After about a minute Harry righted himself and then pulled off from my father and then reached up to release his hands from the headboard. My father rolled over in the bed while Harry leaned over the side of the bed and grabbed his panties off the floor. He slid them up his shapely legs and then tucked his breasts back into his corset. My father mumbled, “Oh that was great babe.” “Yeah, that was the best sex I’ve ever had,” Heidi said enthusiastically. “Really?” My father mumbled as he was already starting to fall asleep. “Oh yeah. And I can’t believe how amazing it felt to have you blow a load of cum into me… and what it feels like to have it leak into my panties!” She replied. “That’s great dear,” my father replied as he buried his face into his pillow. With that I say Harry sneak over to the camera, pull his panties down to show the puddle of cum in the gusset of his panties as more drooled out of his bald pussy lips, and then reach over the top of the camera and tapped a button which caused the screen to flicker to static. “I still can’t believe you filmed that,” I said as Heidi sat down on the couch to watch some more. “Whatever dude. You’d do it to if you were inside a hot chick’s body. Not to mention that you were totally whacking off to the mental image of me after I told you that I did it with your dad,” She replied with a knowing smile. “That’s different,” I tried to defend myself. “Uh huh, and that’s why you’re sporting wood right now?” She asked as she pointed to my pants, “Now why don’t you be a good boy and go and grab a couple beers?” I let out a sigh and got up. There was no point in arguing with Harry once he got his mind set on something. I grabbed some beers from the kitchen and headed back into the living room. I offered one to Heidi who gladly accepted it and then plopped down on the couch next to her. I glanced over at the TV screen and noticed that the camera must have been fired back for the morning round as well, because Heidi’s body was bent over the bed while my Dad stood behind her thrusting in and out much like he actually knew he was the star of a personal porno. Every now and then Heidi’s head would turn toward the camera and I could see Harry’s smiling face glance over at the camera as he used his delicate fingers to roughly play with his nipples while his stolen body rocked back and forth from my father’s body whacking into his shapely ass. “It is kinda like watching a homemade porno,” I finally relented as I took a sip of beer, “And Heidi’s body was pretty much made for fucking.” “Yeah! That’s the spirit!” Heidi said as she nudged me with an elbow. Suddenly we were interrupted by the door bell, which caused Heidi to jump up enthusiastically and call out, “Pizza’s here!” “I’ll answer the door while you go put some clothes on and get the money,” I said as I looked over at the wet spot on the couch where Heidi had been sitting. Heidi got a mischievous look on her face and then said, “I’ve got a better idea! How about you grab the camera, and I’ll get the pizzas without paying any money!” “What? Hey, wait!” I said as she turned and started to walk toward the door, but it was already too late. I headed over to the TV and grabbed the video camera and unplugged it and then switched it over to video mode and hid at the end of the hallway by a large fern that would mostly cover me from view. Heidi fluffed her hair a bit and then opened the front door to a slightly overweight man in a stained white and red Pizza Barn T-shirt. He was holding the pizzas in one hand and looking down at the receipt in the other hand as he said, “I got ‘chur pizzas. That’ll be… what the shit!” The man’s eyes almost bulged out of his head as he looked from the receipt to Heidi’s tits, then down her ninety-nine percent naked body, and then finally back up to her face. From my position behind the fern, I could see her giving him a sexy little pout as she said, “Hello Pizza-delivery man, I have a problem.” “W-w-what’s that?” The man stuttered as he went back to looking at Heidi’s tits. “Well you see, I forgot my wallet in my pocket and now I seem to have misplaced my pants. I was hoping that there may be some other way for me to pay you for the pizza. Do you have any ideas?” Heidi asked as she reached out and ran her finger down the man’s stained T-shirt. “I… uh… Like you mean you work it off or something?” The man stuttered as he continued to stare at her chest. “That’s a great idea! I could work it off! You’re so smart and handsome!” Heidi said as she bounced on her toes slightly, which caused her jugs to shake, which of course caused the pizza delivery man’s eyes to bob. “I… I am?” He questioned her, “Is this some sort of a prank?” “Why would I do that to a handsome man like you? Come on in here you cutie,” Heidi said as she grabbed the man’s wrist and pulled him into the house. She walked with a sway to her hips as she tugged the delivery guy into the kitchen. She then grabbed the boxes of pizzas from him and looked him in the eyes as she said, “I’m just going to set these boxes down on the table. If you want to get anything out of your pants and put it inside of me somewhere, then maybe we could work our way towards some sort of mutual benefit. What do you say?” “Are you sure this isn’t a prank?” The man asked until he saw Heidi turn toward the table and bend over it as she reached across the table to set the boxes down. The portly guy’s vision instantly zeroed in on Heidi’s delicious little rump, and the small mesh panties that covered her salivating love mound. “I can tell from the bulge in your pants that you need this as bad as I do tiger,” Heidi said as she looked over her shoulder at the man, “So why don’t you tug my tiny panties down and do something about it?” Well the pizza guy finally got over his hesitation and reached out and grabbed the waistband of Heidi’s thong and jerked it down to her mid-thigh and then pulled down his zipper as he managed to yank out his cock. I almost felt bad for the guy when I saw how small it was. He had some trouble getting his aim right because his belly was in the way, but finally he managed to get his little prick into Heidi’s waiting slit. She let out a groan of appreciation as the man rocked forward on his feet and slid the entire length of his dick into her, and then got a look of shock as she glanced over her shoulder when she felt him pressing up against her ass cheeks. The man wheezed and then said, “Oh yeah! You’re a tight little slut aren’t you?” “Oh my naughty little pussy has been waiting so long for a dick to fill it up! Fuck me hard! Don’t stop until you hear me scream!” Heidi called out as the man started to hump her, “Yes! Jam that shit into my filthy whore pussy!” Suddenly the man let out an odd sort of, “Oooh,” as he seemed to wobble on his feet and pulled himself tight against Heidi’s ass while he clenched his teeth and shut his eyes. The disappointed look on Heidi’s face told me that the man had just blown his load into her. She rolled her eyes and then looked back at the man over her shoulder as she asked, “Three pumps?” “Hey, it was your fault with all the dirty talk!” The man complained as he pulled out of her and tucked his dick back into his pants. “My fault? I was trying to be sexy!” Heidi said as she spun and gave the man an evil glare as she yanked her panties back up. “Well I’m not use to having a drop dead gorgeous woman beg me for sex! What did you think was gonna happen?” The chubby man replied with a huff. Heidi’s face suddenly lit up as she exclaimed, “You think I’m sexy? Well aren’t you just the sweetest thing! You can come back here and do me any time cutie, I don’t even care about your small dick anymore!” “Small dick? Other chicks have told me it’s a nice size!” The man exclaimed as he wiped his hands on his t-shirt, spun around and walked through the door, “Keep the fucking pies you crazy bitch!” Heidi looked in my direction and shrugged, “I’d imagine that when you pay women for sex they do tell you that your tiny dick is huge!” With that I stabbed the end button on the camera and walked out from behind the plant. Heidi was already opening the pizza boxes and smiling at her ill-gotten spoils. I set the camera down on the edge of the table and went to the fridge to grab a couple more cold beers and saw that Heidi had already gotten some plates and was headed back to the pizza boxes. I set her beer down by her plate as she started to pull a few slices onto it. She then scoped them both up and headed for the living room. I looked over my choices, and saw there was a deluxe and a veggie lovers. I grabbed slices of the deluxe and then walked in by Heidi and dropped down next to her. She held up her beer with a smile on her face and said, “Here’s to free pizza!” “I can’t believe that you fucked the pizza guy!” I said as I tapped my beer against hers and then asked, “Wasn’t it disgusting?” “Dude, I’ve had both you and your dad’s cum leaking out of me for the past couple days. At this point, I don’t think it really matters. I do wish that guy would have gotten me off though. After you blowing early and now him I’m really fucking randy,” She replied as she stuffed half a slice of pizza in her mouth. “Sorry,” I mumbled as I also took a bit of pizza. Heidi choked down the pizza in her mouth and said, “Dude, don’t do that.” “What?” “Don’t get all Emo. It’s fine that you came before me. Plus, it just means we get to practice more and practice kicks ass!” She said with a cheer, “I love having a pussy.” “Yeah I can tell,” I said as I pointed down to the second cum stain that she was leaving on the couch. She just giggled and gobbled down more of her pizza, and I suddenly realized that Harry preferred deluxe, but Heidi was eating veggie lovers, “What’s with your choice of pizza?” “Dude, don’t you remember what happens when I eat meat?” “Yeah, but I didn’t think it mattered to you,” I replied as I stuck out my tongue at her. “I’ve got all sorts of new lingerie to wear! I don’t want to be stuck in the bathroom tonight,” she responded as she gobbled up the last of her pizza, “Speaking of which, I’ll be right back!” I shrugged and downed the rest of my beer as I ate more pizza. Heidi was still gone so I got up, grabbed a few more slices and another beer and sat back down. I heard some commotion in her bedroom and briefly wondered what she was doing. Not that I was going to bother her, as I knew that Harry was pretty much just going to do whatever he wanted to do anyway. I leaned back into the couch and sipped some beer when I saw Heidi walk into the room. She had a blue bra with white lace trim that barely kept her breasts contained and a pair of matching crotch less panties along with the stockings and heels from before, “Wardrobe change!” She said excitedly. “Aren’t you going to eat any more pizza?” I asked before I jammed more into my mouth. “Dude, I weigh one hundred and five pounds, I only need two slices,” She said and then pulled a large hunk of black rubber from behind her back, “Besides I figured I could give you a show while you finish up.” I just about choked on what I was chewing as she dropped down to the floor in front of me and then licked the head of the largest black rubber cock I had ever seen. Both the length and girth made me doubt that there was any way that was going inside of Heidi’s body. It looked life-like enough with its veins running around and its anatomically correct head that I have to say I was jealous. Heidi must have seen the look on my face because she winked at me and said, “Calm down man. I just wanted to try it, but you don’t have to worry!” “That thing is bigger than my arm!” I said as I started to laugh. “I know! I hope I’m lubed up enough downstairs!” She said as she too started to giggle. With that she leaned back against a chair and bought the mammoth head to her plump pussy lips. She rubbed it up and down her slit and I could see more cum slowly ooze out and coat the rubber cock. She then carefully began working it into herself. She let out a whimper as the tip of the head started to disappear inside of her. “Where did you get that thing?” I suddenly asked as I looked at the pain and pleasure dancing on her face. “I… oh… I got it from the dildo table… shit yes… after you ran out of… eh… the store,” She managed to say as she labored to stuff herself full of black rubber cock. “Dude, are you sure that’s gonna fit?” I asked as I picked up another slice of pizza from my plate and started to eat it as I leaned forward to get a better view. “OH! Fuck, it feels… it feels like it’s gonna rip me in half!” she said as she continued to push at the dildo, “But it’s almost there!” Heidi continued to moan as the mushroom like head of the cock disappeared into her vaginal folds and she shot me a quick glance of victory before gathering her legs underneath her ass. She then got into a kneeling position with the bottom of the big black cock resting on the floor and head of it tucked into her love box. She grinned and then began to play with her breasts as she whimpered and slowly gyrated her hips and worked herself further down the immense phallus. I continued to watch wide eyed as I sipped my beer and she let out grunts and moans. “Oh! Oh dude, this thing is tearing me apart at the seams, but it hurts so fucking good!” Heidi whined with a mixture of pleasure and pain as she grabbed her left nipple and twisted it hard in her fingers. “This is so fucking awesome!” I said as I felt my cock spring to life and then suddenly remembered the camera. I sprang out of my seat, forgetting about my pizza and my beer and grabbed the camera, feverishly stabbing at the power button. I headed back into the living room and as soon as Heidi opened her eyes and glanced my way she saw the camera, “Good thinking… I don’t know… if I’m ever gonna… try this again!” As inch after agonizing inch of the dildo disappeared inside of Heidi’s hungry cunt we finally reached a point where only about a third of it was left on the outside. She smiled as she looked at the camera and said, “That’s it dude! That’s all that I can stuff inside of my cunt. It fucking feels like I’m being poked in my stomach!” “You should see how much is jammed up there Harry! It’s insane!” I commented as I got down and zoomed in on Heidi’s pussy and the piece of veiny rubber that was still outside of it. “Dude, fuck me with it!” She called out. “What?” “Grab the bottom and fuck me with it!” She moaned again as she flopped onto her back and spread her legs to give me easy access. I reached out with my left hand while my right hand continued to hold the camera and gasped the base of the dildo. I let out a quick breath and then started to slowly move it in and out, trying my best to be at least a little gentle. Heidi’s eye rolled into the back of her head as she began muttering unintelligible words and utter gibberish. As her pussy juices made a thicker coat of lubricant I began to pull and plunge further and further, but didn’t add much speed. I remembered when I was going down on her that she had wanted consistency most of all. I suddenly got a thought and adjusted my grip so that every time I plunged the huge cock into her my thumb would rub across her clit. The first time it did she bucked so hard I thought I may have hurt her, but the whimpers to continue told me otherwise. It didn’t take long after that for her to orgasm. And she orgasmed HARD. She again bucked with her entire body, and slapped her legs together on my arm, pinning my hand against her moist pussy while she made gasping noises like someone had kicked her in the chest. When she finally came down from what I can only imagine was utter bliss she went limp and finally released my arm from her inner thighs and mewed like a cat while she sucked in as much air as she could. I sat back and then went to pull the dildo out of her but she shook her head no, so instead I just shut off the camera and set it on the table. As I walked back in to check on Heidi I saw her gingerly working the thick black cock out of her cunt. She winced as she pulled out the head, but after that looked up and gave me a shit eating grin, “Oh fuck man, that was so intense! I mean nuclear explosion in my brain intense! Every woman should have one of these!” I simply nodded and I saw her gaze lower from my face to my pants and she reached out and stroked the front of my jeans as my cock pressed out desperately against the denim, “Looks like somebody got a kick out watching me, too!” I just continued nodding, and so Heidi grabbed my hand to pull herself up, and wobbled slightly on her feet as she found her balance and then walked slightly bow-legged up to my room with me still in tow. Once there she shoved me back onto my bed and freed my cock from the inside of my pants. It sprung up like a released Jack-in-the-box and she giggled as she lightly slapped it with her hand and it instantly sprung back into position. After having her fun she straddled my lap and then lowered herself down on my shaft. I easily slid into her, as her cunt was still lubed up and stretched out from the previous tenant. She pulled my hands up to her tits and then began bouncing up and down on my cock. She swore and lifted her hair as we fucked on my bed. With her pussy not being quite as tight I didn’t come instantly, despite the fact that I was also holding on to two mounds of lady flesh. She would wink at me every time I tweaked a nipple, and as we continued she reached between her legs and fingered her clit. She came twice before I finally moaned and blasted my seed into her abused pussy. She didn’t just stop, though. She milked my dick for every drop of cum that it could manage to eek out. When she stopped bucking, and I could feel myself start to shrink inside of her, she simply dropped to my bed next to me, grabbed a pillow, and then let out a contented sigh. I also grabbed a pillow, pulled off my jeans and then shut off my lamp. “It was a good day dude,” She said with a smile. “It had its ups and downs, but overall, yeah it was pretty good,” I agreed with her, but when I looked over I noticed she was already asleep and just starting to softly snore.
  • Fast Learner By Mocs

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    Fast Learner - Chapter 2 Making it home from Lacey’s house Sam entered his house haggard and frazzled. The entire experience seemed a dream. He walked to the back room where his bed room was located. Jumping into the bed he passed out nearly instantly. Sam awoke to the sound of loud banging noises outside. Getting up he noticed that he hadn’t changed from the night before. He wondered if the entirety of last night was real or not. He shook his head and decided it was real, the memories were too solidly emplaced in his head that it could not be. Bang, the sound came again. He made his way to the window and saw there were some kids outside on skateboards jumping up and down the stairs. There were quite a few kids there, so it may be the right choice to confront them. Going into the bathroom he decided to take a shower, and change his clothing. As he cleaned his body off he wondered what it would be like to take a shower in a woman’s body. The entire experience hadn’t been much under his control since it was dropped in his lap. Today was his day off from work and he decided it was time to test out his new power. Whose body would he take though? Thinking of the possibilities made his head swim. Closing and locking the door behind him he made his way to the car. He walked past the group of teenagers making all the noise. They were the same group that was loitering there two days ago. Three guys and, two girls. The girls were pretty, but wore too much makeup, and were part of the emo craze that was going on. He made it to his car and looked at the clock inside. It was about 6PM. He needed to decide where he was going to go get a new body. Maybe he would just wing it and run some errands and see what he found. His first stop would be the grocery store. It was nearby and quite a few people shopped there. He might be lucky and find an attractive body there that would be easy to capture. There were a quite a few parking spaces occupied right now, indicating that it was busy right now. He parked out towards the center of the large lot. Getting out of his car, he made his way to the store. Starting to make his way through the store he noticed there weren’t many women in the store right now. He walked past each aisle without seeing a woman that was either on her own or without a man. He selected a few things that could be kept in the car for an extended amount of time and placed them in the basket. He was about to give up but then he saw something that made stop. He saw an employee stocking shelves in one of the aisles. From the looks of her she was about 20 years old and good looking. Currently she was crouched putting stock on the shelves. He khaki pants hugged and looked stressed holding her round form. The shirt she was wearing showed her breasts off a bit, showing that they were about a c cup. Sam loved her hair it was up and had a curly flare to it, and it was a fiery red color. Sam decided he would make her his next mount. He made his way down the aisle and formulated a plan in his head. At this point a more experience hopper would worry about distracting her and getting her away from prying eyes, but Sam hadn’t even thought about that. Abandoning his cart he made his way to the woman in due haste. He hadn’t gotten a good look at her but from the profile he was seeing she had sharp features. He crept behind her, and slowly walked up to get right on top of her As quickly as he could, he crouched behind her and put his hand around her mouth. She let out a surprised grunt. Slowly Sam’s body began liquefying, and seeping into her body. She fell to all four due to the weight of Sam and the feelings she was having. He began to feel the outside of her entire body. There was nothing left solid of Sam, his entire being was liquid and covering the girl’s body. Sam felt the last of him enter her body and everything was dark. Awakening he was able to feel the new attributes of his entire body. His breasts constricted underneath the bra that was on them. His legs felt long in his new pants, and were able to move freely. His ass felt very tight in the pants. The pants he was wearing also reminded him of his missing member. Using her mind he found that his bodies name was Summer. She still had a couple more hours on her shift. She still lived with her parents, and was going to college. He wasn’t going to finish her job for her. He picked up his clothes and put them in the cart he had been carrying items in. He left the cart there so he could come back to it in a few minutes. Walking in her body made him notice the exaggerated movement this body made compared to his mail one. His hips moved unwilling from side to side, also his breasts still had a slight bounce to them even in the bra. Sam decided he would be nice and actually give his boss a reason he was leaving. Although he had no intention of working he didn’t want to get this girl fired. Approaching a checkout lane Sam knew that the woman clerking was his manager. He approached her and said “Lisa I feel terrible I can barely see straight. Can I go home please?” He added additional sugar to the please, to make it sound more feminine. Lisa looked at Sam and rolled her eyes and nodded, “Yes you can go home, but be sure you’re here tomorrow.” Same made his way into the employee’s area and grabbed Summer’s purse. Sam then went back to the cart he was using earlier and grabbed his clothing. The clothing fit in his purse with no issues. After leaving the store Sam knew that he would have to drive his car home. Summer usually took the bus back and forth to work. There were no reasons for Sam to go back to Summer’s house since her parents would be there, and he didn’t feel like acting. He removed the keys from his old pants pockets and opened his car door, sat down, and started the car. His car was a manual, and Sam was having issue with the difference in length of his new legs compared to his old legs. Accessing Summer’s memories he remembered that she was just over five foot eight inches. There was one stop he had to make before going back to his apartment. It was only a small de-tour but, it would be well worth it. He wanted some aids to enjoy his borrowed body. The porn shop was nearly empty it seemed. There were only two cars in front of it, most likely just employees. He parked his car at the front of the store and exited the car. Looking down he noticed a shiny object attached to his left breast. It was a name tag, which he promptly removed. It was strange having his view blocked by his breasts. Upon entering the shop a chime sounded to alert the employees there was a customer in the store. There were two employees one man and one woman. They were talking to each other and glanced at Sam to acknowledge he was there. After looking his way they continued their conversation. Sam made his way to the feminine toy area first. He selected a blue dildo that had a small butterfly at the end of it. It was made for clit stimulation, and the last time he was in a woman that was one of the parts he loved to stimulate the most. This store had a good selection of outfits; Sam figured he would see if there was anything he would like to try. He made his way past several rows of pornographic films, and made a realization. If he were to ever have sex while mounted his body’s natural option would be a man. The thought disturbed him a little bit, but it may be fun to experience things from a female’s perspective. He found rows and rows of clothing. Most of it was gimmick role playing stuff, nurses, nuns, etc. There was one outfit that was for role playing that he wanted though, a school girl’s outfit. It came with a white top with a short pleated plead skirt. After grabbing the outfit he needed some underwear. He found some sexy underwear, mostly transparent and white. The price of the items he had was substantial so he decided he had shopped enough. With his hands filled he made his way to the register and proceeded to check out. The cashier rang everything up and had an upbeat attitude about her. She gave Sam the total price for everything together. Sam went into the purse and took the wallet out of his pants and gave her the cash. Over two hundred dollars for what he bought seemed ludicrous, but well worth it at the same time. Leaving the store he heard the chime going off again. He couldn’t wait to get out of her clothes. He could feel her great body underneath her work clothes. He ached to get out of these plain pants and shirt. Sam arrived home with little issue. He checked the clock before leaving the car and saw that it was about 11PM. He grabbed his purse and the bag from the porn store. He made his way up his stairs and noticed that the kids weren’t there, probably went home for the night. As he entered his apartment Sam couldn’t get his clothes off fast enough. First went the top, and as he reached down to his pants he saw the Summers breasts inside her bra. It felt reach his pants and unbuttoning them. Women’s pants were made to have larger hips and be more form fitting was unusual to him. After he had stripped his clothes off, he went to the bathroom. There was a large mirror inside the bathroom where he could get a better look at his body. He stepped in front of the mirror, and brought a hand up to his chest. His breasts were firm and rather large. Looking up he noticed that his face replaced the previous occupants. He put a hand up to his face and couldn’t feel any of the roughness of his face, only her face. Keeping his hand on his breast, he used his other hand and gingerly touched his new crotch. The first thing he noticed is the panties he’s wearing were fully encasing his pelvic region. He could feel the flatness of his crotch through the panties, where his penis would normally be was empty and vacant. Moving his hand down further he was able to trace the outline of his new slit. In the center there was the slit and to each side a lip. He began very excited. His entire body felt energized. He decided it was time to change and try out his new clothes. With a little bit of struggling he removed his bra, and then pulled down the panties around his ankles and kicked them off. He noticed after removing the panties that Summer left her pussy pretty well trimmed. In the living room he grabbed the bag and grabbed the school girl outfit and the white translucent panties, and bra. Stepping in the panties he pulled them up to snuggled form against his crotch. The bra took some negotiating, but eventually he got it secured over his breasts. His nipples were visible from inside the bra, and the patch of hair on his pussy was viewable also. Taking the school girl outfit he brought the skirt over his head and zipped it up on the side. The skirt hung about mid thigh high on him. It showed off his lovely smooth legs. Putting the shirt on was easy it just buttoned up in the front. Sam nearly had to do a double take when he looked in the mirror. The girl standing there couldn’t possibly be him. He then began to pose in the mirror; doing all the feminine poses he had seen women in the past do. He couldn’t believe how turned on he was watching his body in the mirror. His body felt warm, and his crotch began to feel wet. Turning in such a way that his back was facing the mirror he spread his legs out and bent over so that he could see his pussy in the mirror. Reaching a hand around him teased his pussy. As he felt his pussy from behind he reached a hand up his shirt and began lightly tweaking his sensitive nipples. He plunged his hand down the front of his panties to get at his pussy. Slowly moving a finger up and down the slit he went back and forth a few times to excite himself. The inside of his vagina’s lips were wet with his excitement. Taking his index and middle finger and inserted them all the way up to his knuckle. Leaving the fingers in there in curled both fingers, and began stimulating his g-spot. Removing his hand from his breast he focused his attention on his pussy. With one hand inside the vagina already he had his other hand rubbing his clit. Tears built up in his eyes from the sheer amount of pleasure he was feeling. Letting out a loud moan he felt pressure building up in his pussy. Keeping with the rubbing and penetration he continued. The ecstasy continued to build, until finally he felt release. His entire lithe body shook, and his pussy shot out clear liquid that went all over the sink. He turned to face his new body in the mirror his cheeks were red due to the activity. He brought his hands up to his face, smelling his new feminine discharge. Taking the fingers from his nosed he licked them clean. Looking at his body he couldn’t believe how attractive this body was. It was about average height for a woman. Also she was fit not too much mussel, but had a thin form. After that little session he found that his body was hunger. In the kitchen he prepared a TV dinner and a glass of wine. His mouth was so much different than it was before. In his previous body the teeth were misaligned and crooked in some areas. In Summers body they were straight from the braces she had when she was younger. Finishing up his meal he made his way to the bed room with the vibrator he bought.
  • Changing Room By Mocs

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    Chapter 2 So, for me, the best part about being a hopper is that I can be literally anyone. It was totally a fantasy come true when I learned of this precious gift. If I really trace it back, it goes back way into my childhood. I can remember wanting to be a family member of the sitcom families that I saw on tv. Not just a family member, but the characters themselves. How I longed to have the loving siblings and parents that were on those shows. Anything would have been better than growing up in my family. Pretty much, nobody saw me for who I was. My father tried in vain to mold me in his image, and my mother smothered the hell out of me. My older sister pretty much ignored me, because I garnered whatever attention she had once had as an only child. Not a very encouraging environment in which self-esteem could be built. As I got older, I was really into disguises. I imagined how cool it would be to be able to disguise myself as anyone. Any type of cartoon caper or comic that had a disguised villain or hero was tops in my book. Then came puberty and blossoming sexual energy. A strange journey in and of itself, but add a layer of seeing a Judy Garland female impersonator for the first time, and it was instant erection! Men disguising as women, and looking great while doing it?! Hello! Sign me up! How perfect would that be for me? But how could I do it? Magic? Not likely. Masks and bodysuits? Only a dream. Holograms? Physical touch would give that away. Possession? I’m still alive, and not a demon to boot. Although I never had the method for transformation, I could still dream. And dreamed I did. What would it be like to disguise myself as a beautiful woman? They have so much power! Men falling at their feet! Sugar-daddies! Privilege! Wealth! Opportunity! Ahh, to be a beautiful woman and have power over someone else for a change. To be able to fool someone into believing that I’m the beautiful woman that I appear to be would give me even more power. I know something that you don’t dear boyfriend. Somebody’s getting fucked here, and it’s not me! Take what happened after the conference the next day. Christine tracked down Tim (the interrupter) from the night before. He fell all over us at the bar the next night. And ya know, we paid him in spades. He tried to wrangle one of his friends into our triumvirate, and we did our best to keep Tim’s friend on the edge of the unknown. Call us teases if you will, but look at it from our perspective. Tim’s friends will exalt him for weeks to come as the man who scored the two hotties that one night. Plus we did rock his world on the dance floor, oh and the taxi ride back. He also was the envy of every lone businessman at the hotel bar. We wanted to build his confidence and make sure that he was seen with one of us on each arm. When we got him up to the room, we took our sweet time. And God bless him, he let us lead the way. We even employed some creative camera shots with his camera phone so that our faces were never shown. My personal favorite was dismounting from Ali after Tim finally passed out and getting some face shots for our hero Tim. Anthony hopped out of Christine, and we got Tim some face shots of her too. We hope that he’ll be pleasantly surprised when he finds those pictures on his camera. So you see, I was an emotional pauper who now gets to spread the wealth. How I wish someone would have done that with me. I guess that’s why I love the hopping so much. And yet, there’s this little nagging voice that reminds me that I’m not the one really being paid attention to. It’s all the different faces that I wear. Those are the people who are being paid attention, not me. How do I get paid attention to? How can I repair this old wound? “Ali! Come on sweetheart, we’ve gotta get dressed and get to the airport.” Right, the airport. Anthony always has some tricks up his sleeve to get us from city to city without ever having to pay for it. Daytona, New York, Paris, St. Maarten, New Orleans, Honolulu… I’ll have to pay more attention to how he does it. “Where are we off to this time, Anthony?” I ask him using his name for the first time in a week. It seems appropriate because our time in Ali and Christine is winding down. We’ll get them to the airport so they don’t miss their flight, and that’s possibly where the next adventure begins. “Well, we’re off to the Bay area.” “Which bay numb-nuts?” “That would be the San Francisco Bay area douche-bag.” “Bitch.” “Jeff, you won’t be calling me bitch once we get there. I’ll tell you more once we get on the plane.” We get to the airport with it seems like hours before Ali and Christine need to board their plane. It helps for them to come to their senses after we dismount so that they can board their plane on their own. For us it doesn’t really matter because we can take any airline we want no matter what the schedule. We just need to find our mounts. This is where Anthony shines. He’s done this so many times that I swear he must have some sixth sense about who’s going where we want to be. This time around he finds us a newlywed couple. I find this out when the couple approaches me and I see Anthony in the man’s wife. “Ali! It is you! I was just telling Brandon that I thought you looked familiar. Remember me from UCSC? Amy Matthews, well as of yesterday Amy Taylor.” “Amy. Yes, now I remember. I don’t think that we ran in the same social circle, but I do remember having a girl-crush on you.” I want to see if I can make Anthony blush, but it’s Brandon who does the blushing. “Brandon, nice to meet you, and congratulations to both of you. Let me guess, you’re off to San Francisco?” “How did you know?” asks Brandon. Just to play with him a little, I just say that I guessed since they probably need an international airport for a foreign honeymoon destination. Amy invites us to sit together while we wait for our respective flights, and I need to find a place to mount Brandon. This will be more challenging that Anthony’s hop, which I imagine he did in the lady’s room. I’m a little pissed at Anthony for giving me the more challenging mount, but he knows that I love challenges. I also want to do this fairly quickly since I don’t want the newly unhopped Christine running in to me while I’m still occupying Ali. I’m on the look-out for a discrete and private place to dismount and re-mount, and my prospects don’t look too good. We settle on a little restaurant that’s not too crowded at 10:30 am. I tip the hostess a $20.00 bill for the big booth way in the back, and let her know that we just want some privacy for old friends to catch up with each other. Fortunately, it’s one on those round booths so that Anthony and I can sit on either side of Brandon. We order some coffee and pastries as Amy and I catch up with one another. I’m scoping out methods for my way in to Brandon when my phone rings. I can see from the caller ID that it’s Christine, who I’m sure has a zillion questions. I’m not ready to go there with her, and turn the ringer off. I accidentally drop my phone under the table as I try to stuff it back into Ali’s purse. Of all the dumb luck… “Fuck, I just dropped my phone. Brandon, can you help me reach it? I think it’s behind your feet under the bench.” As he heads under the table, I give Anthony a quick wink, who replies with some exaggerated eye-rolling. I dive under the table after Brandon, and start my dismount. I take him completely by surprise and he bucks for some time as the process of the mounting takes place. Fortunately, his loving wife Amy, my buddy Anthony, users her leverage on his rounded back to keep him under the table. It does stir up quite a commotion, and draws the waitress over. I can hear Amy tell the waitress very sweetly that we’re rummaging around for a dropped phone. To confirm the story, I pop Brandon’s head up and tell her that I found it. However, this leaves the semi-comatose body of Ali under the table. Once the waitress turns her heels, I pull Ali up from under the table and place her in a position in which she’s lying down across the booth bench with her head in my lap. I stroke her silky auburn hair. “Married for less than 24 hours and you’ve already got some slut.” Amy spits out at me. I look at her for about a second, and play right along. “Honey, it’s not what you think.” “It’s not, is it? Well, let me tell you something Brandon: I think you must be bored with me and that you’re starting to stray. So, I’m going to take every opportunity I have to keep you interested in me.” With that she places her hand on my cock and gives a nice squeeze. She leans in and whispers, “Mile high club to kick off the honeymoon? It’ll have to be a quickie since it’s a short flight.” We left Ali curled up on the booth with her cell phone ringer on high and vibrate so that she’ll wake up the next time Christine attempts to call her. Amy and I quietly slip out of the restaurant and walk hand-in-hand to our gate. For all intents and purposes, we look like a newlywed couple on the way to their honeymoon. And with Amy nibbling the fuck out of my ear, I damn well feel like a newlywed couple. I must say that I also see the brilliance in Anthony’s selection of our mounts. They actually have more than just a layover in San Francisco, they’ll be spending a couple of nights there at the St. Francis, so it makes our dismounting that much more easy. Like I said before, he’s a master with that uncanny knack of finding the right hop. That we’ll be usurping their nights in San Francisco, I’m a little uneasy about. Christ, it’s their honeymoon. Hopefully for them this will be their only one, and I just don’t think that I can be a part of taking it over from them. Once we’re settled on the plane, Anthony begins to inform me of his San Francisco scheme. Before he can lay it out, I throw some caution to the wind and tell him how uneasy that I am to take over Brandon and Amy’s honeymoon. Though I can tell he’s a little disappointed since he was hoping for lots of honeymoon sex, he will abide by wish to dismount when we can and turn their trip back over to them. “Kiddo, you’ve got some weird ethics every now and then. I mean, here’s our opportunity to kick back and relax for a few days in SF, at the most primo hotel , and yet you’ll just let it slip away so Amy and Brandon can have their own honeymoon memories. You’re always thinking about someone else. How about thinking about yourself for a change?” “Sweetheart… Here’s something for me: I want you to take that blanket, spread it across our laps, and give me a hand-job.” “What?! No mile-high club in the aft bathroom? You selfish prick!” “Hey now, what happened to thinking about myself for a change?” “That doesn’t count when it comes to me!” And with that, Anthony displays the biggest pout face he can muster up in Amy’s body. “Cutie-pie,” I say, “I’ve never made it to the mile-high club. Don’t think that I’ll miss that one. Especially with you! I know who butters my bread…” “Aww… Honey we had our first honeymoon fight. I can’t wait for the make-up sex!”, she purrs in my ear. God I love when she does that. “But first, the San Francisco plan. Do you want to know now, or let it unfold before your very eyes?” I’m feeling like an unknown journey would certainly perk me up, so I opt to let it unfold. Her devilish gleam is both exciting and a tad anxiety producing. What am I about to get myself into? My beautiful bride slips something out of her purse and then covers herself up with the blanket. She seems to be squirming around quite a bit, and then her squirms become more rhythmic. Then it dawns on me what she’s doing. “Are you masturbating sweetheart?,” I ask her. “Couldn’t you wait?” She slows down a bit, opens her eyes, and turns her head to me. “Have you ever fucked in a plane’s bathroom before? I thought not. Lesson number 317: always carry a bottle of lube when flying. 1. It allows for easier penetration, as you know, because 2. There’s not much room in there for foreplay, 3. the bathroom soap sucks as a lube, 4. we want quick and easy penetration, and most importantly, 5. while you may blow your load in there, I may not. So, I’m going to orgasm now, so that maybe, just maybe, we can come together in the 5 to 10 minute window that we’ll be in there.” And with that, she returns to masturbating. God, why didn’t I think of that? I guess because I haven’t been there yet. I lift up the armrest that’s between us, and motion for her to lean in to me. I grab another blanket and wrap her torso with it. We readjust slightly so that I can place my arm under the blanket, across her shoulders and place my hand over her breast. I knead it ever so gently, and once her nipples come to life I place my thumb and forefinger and give her a continuous rhythmic twist. Amy picks up her pace and after some time I feel her orgasm course through her body. Once her breathing returns to a slightly elevated pace, she grabs my hand and says, “Let’s go tiger!” We make our way back to the bathroom, and I suddenly feel self-conscious. I imagine that everyone knows what we’re about to do. Then it dawns on me that who cares? They don’t see me at all. They see some guy named Brandon. And Brandon is a big fucking stud who could give a shit what other people think. Wow! Talk about brain re-wiring in less than 10 seconds… When we get to the rear galley, Amy motions for me to wait a minute, and then come to the door. In the meanwhile, I start to work myself up to a throbbing cock. This is not too difficult as I’m excited as hell to join the prestigious mile-high club. I open the door after a quick knock, and slip inside. Amy’s got her sundress hiked up to her shoulders, and her thong moved to the side. “How is she?,” I ask. “How’s who?,” she replies. “It’s me, your wife, Amy, and I’m all juiced up and ready to initiate you!” Right, the role play… She slowly bends over and places her hands against the wall. I spit in my hand and with a few quick strokes I’ve given my cock some homemade lube. I have to bend my knees just a little to get myself in the right position, and rub my head against her dripping moist lips. A slight bump, forces me into her and I realize that this is not some slow seduction. The elements are against us, so I attempt to ease in as much as possible. Definitely not easy. Once I can feel the full lubrication of my cock with her lube and juices, I start the motion. God, she’s so warm and juicy! Ah, she’s into Kegel exercises, that’s nice…. 1-2-3 squeeze…. Oops another air pocket… I grab both of her hips for more leverage. There it is, getting deeper. Sweeeeet…. Here are my Kegels sweetheart…. Amy’s got her own little mantra going over and over, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” and then a kegel. I appreciate her hands against the wall as it offers her some leverage and stability. But why the hell am I thinking that? Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her, squeeeeze…. There’s a knock on the door, and we both say “Occupied!” and then laugh hysterically. Whoops! More than one person in there. I can feel my orgasm rising, and I shift ever so slightly so as to not come just yet. “I’m ready sweetheart, where are you at?” Just a minute she replies. So I take my left hand and stick it in my mouth to get it good and wet and then I start flicking her clitoris. “That’s it lover-boy. Uhn, Uhn, uhn…” I feel it starting to build within her, and bring my attention back to my cock. I shift again, feel the friction, rejoin the dance, feel light-headed, and release. She follows a few moments later. Not much of a post-bliss moment in an airplane lavatory. I look in the mirror at the usual awkward site of me and Anthony in some form of embrace. But what I see this time shocks the hell out of me. “Amy! What’s happened to your face?!” “Huh? Jesus Christ kid, you scared the fuck out of me! For a minute there I thought that you were really Brandon, and that you could see my real face.” “What?! I’m confused. I thought that you were really Amy because I can really see her face and not yours. What the fuck is going on?” “Tell you what kid. Let’s get cleaned up, and I’ll tell you what I know when we get back to our seats.” On our way back to our seats, we ask the flight attendant for a double bloody mary and a double gin and tonic. They arrive shortly after we do. “So what gives Anthony? How come I can’t see your face? How come I can only see Amy’s face? Are we having a bad hop? Is there such a thing? Do some hops just fuck you up?” “Slow down, I ain’t the fuckin’ Shell answer man. No there’s no trouble with these hops. They’re just like any other hops – no big deal – nothing special. This happens sometimes…” “What happens sometimes? Are you stuck in her? Can you get out?” “Jesus Christ, ‘Brandon’! Take a fucking chill pill. There’s no problem. Just hold your questions and listen. Can you do that? Good.” I fill my mouth with a pull from my G & T instead of filling it with questions. “Okay, sometimes this happens to me, and I’m going to stress ‘me’ here. Occasionally I have the ability to hide the “tell” so to speak. I don’t always know when it’s going to happen, and what exactly causes it. I mean, I have some ideas, but nothing I want to get into just yet. Are you with me so far?,” he asks. “Yes, I have some questions, but I can wait.” “Good boy. Now, as I was saying. This doesn’t happen all the time – only occasionally. It freaked the hell out of me the first time it happened. You know the reaction – where’d my fuckin’ face go?! I asked my sponsor about it when it first happened. He said that I was pretty fucking lucky. Not everyone has experienced ‘loss of face’. He heard of some hoppers who mastered the ability to hide their real face. Hidden from the other hoppers. Can you imagine? He even told me about one guy who would wake up his mount once inside of her. I don’t know the circumstances, but that seems pretty risky to me. So, long story short, my friend. Funky things happen. I imagine that most hoppers don’t pay attention to these extra gifts because they’re usually too busy getting’ their rocks off. And if they do notice, they probably attribute it to whatever they’ve been partying on – drugs, alcohol, you name it.” We sit together in silence for a long time. I don’t quite know how to digest this new information. I mean, I never thought that I’d hop people, and yet here I am doing it. What else is possible? Anthony’s face is back, to my relief. “So you had some questions, Hon-?,” he asks. “Well, what’s the point of questions that can’t really be answered? Are you curious about being able to master this ability? What would you do if you did? I don’t know I’m just rambling on.” “How old are you kid? Mid-twenties? I’m forty five and I have no idea how this all works – how life works – how hopping works. I’ve learned that you can’t know everything, that you can’t prepare for anything. I’m not being a defeatist here. I’m being a realist. I have no control over what happens. I can only make choices about what presents itself to me. Hopefully they’ll be somewhat informed decisions, but not always. Capisce?” I see that Anthony’s presenting me with Zen and the Art of Body-hopping. At least his take. “You side-stepped my question there.” I mean, come on, I want to know what he’s going to do. “Well, I didn’t answer it how you wanted me to. Yes, no, maybe, I don’t know. Take your pick. Let’s turn that question around. How does my decision about me concern you? What will you get from my answer? Truly, my answer is not important to you. How would you answer that same question for yourself? Are you curious about having that ability? What would you do if you had it?” Not exactly the response that I was expecting from Anthony. Not really the one that I was wanting either. I’m a little pissed off that he won’t answer my question, and yet his throwing the question back at me really gives me some food for thought. Amy finishes her bloody mary, lets down the tray on the empty seat next to her and puts her plastic cup on it, and puts her tray in the up position. She puts the armrest between her and the empty seat up as well, and twists herself around so that her feet are on the empty seat. She then lowers the front of her torso to the front of mine so that her back is to the seat in front of me. She snuggles in like a cat trying to get comfortable on a lap. Amy tips her head back a bit and looks at me for quite a while. Although I see Anthony’s face, I kind of wish it was Amy’s face. “Penny for your thoughts slugger…” “Well… You feel like a duck, you sound like a duck, you smell like a duck, you certainly fucked like a duck, but I kind of wish you looked completely like a duck. I didn’t know that that was even possible until twenty minutes ago. I guess that I want the full illusion. Hell, I want to be able to do what you did. No more hiding from camera phones, mirrors, reflective glass…” I trail off in thought again. The rest of flight was nothing to write home about. Anthony did have a surprise for me when we landed at SFO. He called ahead for a limo pickup at the airport. Well, a town-car was more like it. Still, it’s really nice not having to rely on a shuttle or taxi to get anywhere. I’ll have to remember this for future travel. Anthony’s such a pro, and I have so much to learn from him. I just hope that he doesn’t tire of me… From arrival through check-in through actually being in the room at the St. Francis was smooth as silk. Our room wasn’t exactly the honeymoon suite, but we did have a spectacular view of the city. It wasn’t my first time in San Francisco, but I’m amazed every time I return. This time has to be tops. Anthony was right, this hotel is primo! And this is exactly why I don’t want to take over Brandon and Amy’s stay here. “Kiddo, how about we switch up? I thought that you’d might enjoy a little go in Amy here. You know, have a bath, get cleaned up, get dirty again. You know the drill.” “Jeez, you make it so romantic. But you know that does sound good to me. I still don’t want to take over their honeymoon. I was hoping that we could set them up with a nice dinner somewhere, find another hop, and let them enjoy their stay. That’s what would work for me.” I hope that he can hear that without hearing it as nagging. “Dude… I’ve got it covered. We’ll dismount by four o’clock maybe five o’clock the latest, and we’ll each have someone to hop into ready and waiting for us. No worries, huh?” “Aww, it’s so cute when you call me dude. Okay, let’s do it.” Once we settle things up and we exchange our hops, I ended up having the most incredible bubble-bath. The tub was huge! It really helped that Anthony set me up with some candles and some really soothing music. He dallied a bit in the main room; I imagine getting things ready for our replacement hops, and dinner for the two honeymooners. We ended up having sex only the one time in the afternoon. I must say that it wasn’t as exhilarating as on the plane, but it was fun none-the-less! I guess what I’m actually discovering for myself is that I love sex, but most importantly I love sharing it with someone who actually considers me in the relationship. Take Anthony for example. He’s phenomenal in the sack. Not because he’s all about the orgasm – it’s because he’s attentive to whomever he’s with. He makes everyone feel at ease. He’ll make sure that you’re comfortable – that it feels good for you. He doesn’t press his agenda upon you. It really is a dance with him, sometimes he leads, and sometimes you lead. Not to be all air-fairy, but it’s truly an organic process that unfolds from moment to moment. I really like that. As we bask in out post-sex bliss, I feel so fortunate to be here. I can feel my heart beating strong, and my breath returning to normal. I love the smell of the crisp sheets, the bubble-bath that’s still lingering on my skin (although I’m in Amy, it feels like my skin), and the musky smell of sex that occasionally wafts up from beneath the sheets. And that I’m in the arms of someone that really cares for me is the bonus special. Or is this just an illusion that I’m falling for? The role play? Maybe I just can’t trust myself. Maybe I just need to stop hopping and feel it for myself. Fucking Doubt! Goddamned ambivalence! What the hell is real? “You’re heads burning, kiddo. I can feel it going a mile a minute. Care to share?” Ugh. How the hell did I get to be so transparent. “The fucking usual: ambivalence and doubt. Is this real? Are you real? Am I real? What’s really happening here? Can I even trust how good this feels? When’s the other shoe going to drop? I’m just fucking sick and tired…” I just blurt out totally uncensored. Anthony turns Brandon’s body toward mine, and he moves in for the spoon. He hooks his arm underneath mine, and put’s Brandon’s hand between my breasts – just over my heart, really. He holds me there until it seems like our breath synchs with each other. But kind of the opposite effect – his out breath to my in breath. It feels very soothing to me, and I notice that I start to bring my awareness more to this feeling than my thoughts. “Listen kiddo, I don’t know what it was like for you growing up, but I have a pretty good idea that you probably didn’t get appropriate attention from your family. And I personally think that that’s a fucking shame, cuz they missed out on what an amazing person you are. Hell kid, I really like you. I just don’t hang around with anybody. I hang out with you cuz you’re fucking brilliant, and creative, and fun. I may tease you about your ethics, but I really admire you for them. Most hoppers could really give a fuck about who they hop. They steal money, they abuse their mounts’ bodies, get people fired, do all kinds of mean nasty shit, and then just dump them. No fucking remorse. Maybe that’s the kind of shit your family did to you, because you just won’t engage in that stupid shit. I really admire how you care about people, about your mounts. I mean just look at where we are right now. Brandon and Amy on their honeymoon. I know how much it means for you to let them have it themselves, and I really respect you for that. And by the way, they’ll be having dinner at the Slanted Door with a great view of the Bay at sunset. You have heart kid, and it’s contagious. I like that about you.” We lay there for some time, as I’m trying to find a place for that to land. And I can tell that it’s landing somewhere within me, because my eyes are getting moist. Anthony moves just a little so that he can place his mouth next to my ear. I know because I can feel the warmth of his breath caressing my ear. He ever so gently whispers into my ear: “You’re so special, you can do anything.” I feel the hot tears rolling down Amy’s cheeks.
  • Hoppers' Holiday By DocVS

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    Kristin sauntered slowly through the foyer, passing through to the large living room area. This area looked considerably more elegant and modern, with the center focus being the large L-shaped beige leather couch accompanying a modern black and beige coffee table, with a floral arrangement of orchids in a Tuscan style vase placed in the center. Polly soon followed, walking a bit further, as the living room area continued seamlessly into a similarly themed dining table with matching chairs. Polly ran her fingers along the carefully varnished surface of the dining table. “Damn…you ain’t kiddin’ Lou, Mrs. Adams IS livin’ large, hehe…but how?” “Harry…yo, check dis shit out!” said Kristin, chuckling deeply while holding up a medium-sized photo frame. The photo was Polly’s wedding photo, and it looked pretty recent. Polly looked ravishingly beautiful as the lovely redheaded bride, wearing a silk white wedding gown with a long graceful matching satin train. In the photo she was directly facing the figure of a tall, handsome, dark-haired man wearing a black tux and red cummerbund. “Hehe, where did you get that photo of me and my…ahem, hubby?” smiled Polly. Kristin answered by silently pointing to an empty space on one of the neatly arranged shelves that decorated the far living room walls; both shelves were located on opposite sides from the 60” LED TV that was also perfectly mounted into the wall. “Bitch musta been a fuckin’ gold digger, so dat would explain ev’rythin.” Harry/Polly nodded, closing her eyes. For a few seconds, Harry could see images of Polly’s wonderful wedding day to her husband (who was named Thomas), their honeymoon cruise to the Eastern Caribbean, and the silver BMW 7 Series that Thomas was able to give to his wife for her recent 35th birthday, due to his high-level position as Executive Vice- President of Operations at BMW of North America. “Yeah, you’re right…husband is the one who has the dough.” “Still doesn’t explain why dis bitch wastes her fuckin’ time workin’ at dat museum.” said Kristin. “Who cares?” Polly said, smirking. “Now that we know Polly is loaded, it should be easy for us to access her private accounts so that we’ll have plenty of cash while at Vegas.” “Fuck yeah!” growled Kristin enthusiastically as she head to the ultra- modern designed, spacious kitchen set next to the dining area. Opening the fridge, Kristin searched for some food and drink, inadvertently jutting her shapely bottom out and in full view. The sight of her curvaceous posterior caused Polly to bite her lower lip gently, as she tried not to dart her naughty green eyes from getting a closer look. Polly took her handbag, placing it on the dining room table. She then pulled out a mysterious large brown paper bag that was rather hefty in her delicate hands. She called out, “You finished snoopin’ around buddy?” Kristin replied as she closed the fridge.”Yeah, dis bitch ain’t got shit to eat except for bottled waters and healthy chicken salad packages.” she grimaced. “When we get to Vegas you best be lookin’ for the best all-you-can-eat buffets cause I sure ain’t gonna eat like a fuckin’ bird Harry!” Polly winked. “Don’t worry Lou - I’m sure we’ll be having a great time over there.” Speaking of ‘great times’, let’s make one of our own now. We still got some time to kill, so…” Polly deliberately shook the brown paper bag in front of Kristin playfully. “Wanna head upstairs?” Kristin’s eyes widened as her lovely lips turned into a devilish, mischievous grin. “Lead the way Mrs. Adams, hehe…” Lou replied in Kristin’s mellifluous tone as Kristin followed Polly, holding the six- packs with both of her dainty hands, up the large staircase to the second floor, heading for the master bedroom… Elizabeth was standing outside the car rental office, surfing the Internet on her smartphone, semi-guarding her personal luggage and handbag as well as Jessica’s luggage. She was waiting on Jessica, who was inside finalizing the arrangements for the rental care. The two girls had finally landed at Los Angeles International Airport, but Elizabeth was already becoming rather bored and annoyed at her sister Jessica. Eddie knew that he had to continue to play the part of the ‘younger sister’ and while Jessica was amazingly sexy with all of the right curves, her sisterly, dismissive nature REALLY got on Eddie’s nerves. Eddie reminded himself though that a much more twisted personality similar to his own, would soon replace Jessica’s current demeanor. Elizabeth looked down at herself, placing her smartphone back in her small beige Gucci handbag. She still could not stop appraising her sexy, curvaceous body and its athletic frame. Eddie had thankfully already spent last night selecting a casual yet attractive outfit he would wear for this morning’s trip, so even though he had woken up late (at least by Jessica’s standards), it didn’t take him very long to dress, brush Elizabeth’s long honey-blonde locks, and apply his makeup utilizing Elizabeth’s memories and thought patterns. In particular, Elizabeth was adorned today in a low-cut navy blue tank top tucked into a snug-fitting pair of short, faded, slightly frayed pair of daisy dukes; the ensemble was complemented by a relaxed, loose fitting, purple and blue checkered collared shirt which Elizabeth left unbuttoned, allowing passersby to gaze at her magnificent cleavage. Eddie chose to keep Elizabeth braless this time; in addition, Elizabeth was wearing a lacey white pair of panties which fit rather snugly against her smooth, silky skin. Her hair had been softly brushed and arranged, with only a few stray strands obscuring Elizabeth’s baby blues, which she deftly remedied by either blowing her hair off to the side or brushing it back. She had also squeezed her dainty feet into a stylish pair of 3-inch cream-colored sandals which unfortunately were a bit uncomfortable, causing Elizabeth to lift her legs every so often to adjust the straps. As always, Elizabeth’s angelic face was practically perfect, with a light layer of strawberry-flavored lip gloss adorning her lips, and a similarly shaded color eyeshadow which accentuated her gorgeous baby blue eyes. Suddenly, Elizabeth heard her smartphone go off, accompanied by a melodious series of notes, indicating a text message. Pressing the center button, she noticed a text from Aunt Polly: “Hey you guys landed yet?” Elizabeth quickly texted back: “Yes.” Aunt Polly: “Good. This is Lou. Change of plans, me and Harry are at already at the aunt’s. Bitch is fucking loaded. Meet us there.” Elizabeth smiled. “Nice dude,” she texted. “Sounds good.” Aunt Polly: “Do NOT tell the sister where we are for now.” Elizabeth nodded as she replied to the text. “Sure, no problem.” Just then, Jessica came out with the keys to the rental car. Like Elizabeth, Jessica chose to wear something casual, choosing a sleeveless red collared shirt with only few buttons undone, which not only showed off her cleavage but also revealed the black lace bra she wore underneath, encasing and supporting her impressively prominent 34DD breasts and keeping them secure. Jessica had also chosen to wear a pair of tight-fitting denim jeans complemented by a pair of ankle- high brown boots, which appropriately matched the outfit of a young, vibrant, fashion-conscious woman. For the trip, Jessica chose to wear her hair in a relaxed ponytail, which cascaded neatly down to her upper back. Jessica took out her sunglasses and placed them on, as she dangled the keys in front of Elizabeth, “Ok Lizzy, I got the car. Sadly it’s not a BMW…” “Oh well…no worries sis, I’m not picky.” replied Elizabeth, before quickly placing her smartphone back in her Gucci handbag. “It’ll take us about half an hour to get to the museum to meet up with Aunt Polly,” said Jessica, “but traffic shouldn’t be too bad since it’s only 11:00 in the morning.” “Oh that reminds me sis, I got a text from…” said Elizabeth, catching herself in mid-sentence. “You got a text? Text from who?” asked Jessica, curious. “O-Oh…n-nothing sis, I didn’t say anything. I lost my…um, train of thought.” Said a nervous Elizabeth, still feeling uncomfortable. Jessica looked at Elizabeth, shaking her head before gathering her bags. “Well, let’s get a move-on to the museum. Aunt Polly told us to meet her in the front of the main exhibit hall.” Elizabeth nodded, “Ok Jess,” as she grabbed her own belongings and followed Jessica to the rental car lot. Kristin waited rather impatiently, holding Polly’s semi-heavy brown paper bag. “Shit dawg, what’s takin’ so damn long?” “Patience, my horny friend, patience…” said Polly as she carefully opened the heavy, large wood panel doors, allowing the two of them access to the Adams’s master bedroom. Flipping on a nearby switch, the two bodyhopped women were all of a sudden completely floored by the extensive wood paneling that was the main theme of Polly Adams’s modern-looking boudoir. The bedroom was an amalgamation of brown and white, with two separate entryways the retreated farther into the bedroom. The centerpiece of course was the luxurious dark brown, four- poster king-sized bed with mahogany red sheets. Another large 46” LED TV was inlaid into the wood paneling on the wall opposite the bed, and there was an intricately designed ceiling fan located directly above the bed. Polly walked over to the left entryway, which opened into a separate white door. Opening this door revealed two large, spacious wardrobes. One obviously housed the majority of Polly’s attire, while the other accommodated her husband’s. In contrast, Kristin sauntered into the other entryway, leading another white door. Upon opening it, Kristin beheld a spacious, marble-themed bathroom, complete with an oval shaped jacuzzi with multiple jets, perfect for two people, as well as a large, rectangular standing shower that spanned the full width of the bathroom. Opposite the jacuzzi was a generously sized white marble bathtub, with golden faucets, and of course all the necessary bathroom accouterments, including a collection of body oils, body washes, shampoos, conditioners, and a small variety of scented soaps. The sink was just as ornate, with three separate washbasins, also with golden handles. “Holy shit man, we hit da jackpot!” shouted Kristin as she looked at her manly looking reflection in the mirror. Polly approached her from behind, her wrinkled, masculine visage also noticeable from the lit bathroom mirror. “Yes indeed, there’s no doubt that my mount has got not just the body but the goods too, hehe…” Polly remarked, winking as she took off her blue business jacket and tossed it on top of the bed, before eagerly cupping her ample 38C breasts which were currently encased and supported underneath her blouse. “Well Lou my old friend, shall we experience the finer details of this wonderfully arranged and available bedroom?” asked Polly, a twisted smirk incongruously appearing on her face. “Hehe…why yes Mrs. Adams. You know I am always at your service.” replied Kristin in her feminine, obedient tone, which Lou masterfully imitated. Polly made her way back to the large king-sized bed, sitting herself gingerly on top of the bed. The soft gentle touch of the mahogany red silk sheets made her gasp, as she slid back a few inches, biting her lower lip and gesturing her dutiful yet decadent secretary to join her. Kristin/Lou smiled, wasting no time as she too aggressively approached the bed with a lascivious look that was strangely perverse on her youthful-looking face. She leaned towards Polly, quickly unfastening the buttons of her light yellow blouse, as her own magnificent cleavage slowly revealed itself for Polly’s delightful, personal pleasure. Polly, or rather Harry, acknowledged his wanton, lustful desire for Kristin’s svelte body, smiling and moaning in his deep, resonant baritone, which gradually grew louder as Kristin completely unbuttoned her blouse, revealing a lacey red lace demi-cup bra that spectacularly showed off Kristin’s ample assets. Guided by his lecherous nature, Harry made Polly’s slender fingers reach for Kristin’s generously proportioned 36D breasts, and begin lightly groping them…as Kristin continued to lean her body closer. Parting their lips, both Polly and Kristin made intimate contact, with Kristin slipping her moist tongue, her delicate fingers sensually teasing along the soft fabric of Polly’s white blouse, wandering upwards while helping to undo the rest of the blouse’s buttons. Very soon, both ladies were kissing and molesting each other with wild abandon, their bountiful breasts colliding gently against each other. Kristin cradled Polly’s waist, lowering the two of them against the satin mahogany bed sheets. Once they both made contact, Kristin began to slink her body forward, her fingers grabbing hold of Polly’s white pleated skirt. She traced her fingers along the gentle sides of Polly’s hips, before subsequently unfastening Polly’s belt buckle and removing it from her perfect hourglass figure. “Mmmm…already gettin’ to the good stuff Miss Jacobs?” Polly chuckled deeply, biting her lower lip and rolling her eyes back. “Mmmm…been dyin’ to fuck ma’ boss ev’r since I started workin’ for her, hehe…” said Kristin gruffly, showing a devious smile. Polly leaned her torso forward, and began to wiggle her hips, as the friction between her garment and the bed allowed her skirt to slowly slide downwards, exposing a matching white pair of lace panties which were set very high against Polly’s waist and pleasing inner thighs. Kristin further assisted, dragging her skirt past Polly’s lovely legs, but not before removing Polly’s navy blue pumps and blindingly flinging them to the floor. “Hehe, dat’s soooo much better,” grinned Kristin, shortly before sliding her own satin skirt downwards, revealing a matching red lace string bikini bottom. Polly nodded, grunting in approval, looking at the articles of clothing that had been haphazardly tossed to the floor. She idly teased a soft, curly lock of her dark red hair, while her other hand traced along her taut stomach. “So…what do you want to do to your ‘boss’ now, hehe…” Kristin grabbed the nearby brown paper bag and placed it next to her, while she climbed back up onto the bed, and straddled Polly’s shapely thighs. Polly/Harry moaned in her deep manly voice, completely sexually aroused by the sight of Lou wearing Kristin’s tight fitting body, and how well the flimsy yet alluring red lace demi-bra and matching string bikini accentuated Kristin’s wonderful curves. “Hmmm…let’s see,” said Kristin, as her right hand gracefully went into the brown paper bag. Turning her head away, Kristin dug through the bag till she felt something rather thick and rubbery, and grasped it firmly. Withdrawing her hand from the paper bag, she smiled as she pulled out an 8-inch pink silicone rubber dildo, waving it proudly in front of Polly. “We gotsa winner, boss lady!” she chuckled. Polly’s smile also widened considerably as she unconsciously began to slowly spread her legs, and backed her body closer against the bed. Holding the dildo and caressing the rubbery surface, Kristin brandished the sex toy playfully, flicking a small switch, as the dildo began to make a low-pitched humming sound. Meanwhile, Polly deftly reached over and around Kristin’s chest to locate the clasp of Kristin’s demi-bra. Releasing it, Kristin’s supple, pert breasts plunged and bobbed freely, titillating Polly’s own sensitive nipples as she casually glanced at their dance-like swaying. Polly gasped as she cupped her own breasts, letting her fingers trace along the small circumference of her light brown areolae, then lightly tapping and pinching her nipples. “Mmmmm….shove that dildo inside me Miss Jacobs. Push it in REALLY good!” commanded Polly in a curt, unladylike stern tone. Kristin dutifully complied, as she maneuvered the vibrating dildo first in-between Polly’s healthy cleavage, the tiny vibrations sending erotic signals all over Polly’s shapely form. She dragged the dildo then along the middle of Polly’s well-toned abdomen, her other hand reaching to tug on the thin straps of Polly’s white pair of panties, coercing them downwards, as Polly’s neatly trimmed reddish tuft of pubic hair became visible, followed by her pink, moist vaginal lips. She brushed the tip of the vibrating dildo across Polly’s labia, as Polly’s body shivered, and Kristin heard an audible gasp. Kristin smiled even more, and then lowered her face and entire body slightly downwards. Building a small amount of saliva, she expectorated onto the surface of the dildo, lubricating it, and then slowly inserted the rubber dildo while spreading Polly’s reddened pussy lips with her other hand. Polly/Harry felt the large, elongated probe beating within her body as Kristin slowly wriggled the dildo back and forth, happily making a weird perverse mixture of high-pitched breathy, sex-kittenish moans contrasted by lewd deep-sounding baritone roars: “Mmmmm…ohhhhh….yes……yes….OHHHH FUCK YEAH! THIS PUSSY IS SO FUCKING TIGHT! SHIT THAT FEELS SOOOOO GOOOOOOD!!! HARDER LOU, HARDER!!!” Kristin/Lou voluntarily added to the explosion of erotic sensations Polly was experiencing by moving her face just inches away from Polly’s pussy. Finding the appropriate angle, she tilted her head and began flicking her tongue to touch the tip of Polly’s clitoris, moistening and stimulating the tiny, sensitive organ. Noisy slurping and sucking sounds could be heard in conjunction with Polly’s aggressive growls of ecstasy, as Kristin continued to suck and tease at Polly’s clit, while her other hand had the important task of further manipulating the dildo deeper and harder into Polly’s pussy. Polly reacted by facilitating Kristin’s tasks further, her right hand pushing Kristin’s head down, giving her a better view of her orifice, while her left hand attempted to brace her naked body as it was being ravaged by the lecherous combination of Kristin’s titillating tongue and the full length and girth of the dildo being shoved fully into her pretty pink pussy. Beads of perspiration were forming on Polly’s face, cascading down her cheeks…as the bright lights of the master bedroom added a bit of heat and intensity to the bodyhopped women’s decadent sexual act. It was a strange cacophony of guttural groans and feminine moans that took place in that bedroom. Fortunately. it did not take very long for Harry to fully experience the extent of Polly’s orgasm as Polly let out a low- pitched moan, squinching her eyes, her body shuddering as her pussy juices began to spurt out in generous helpings from her vagina, coating the dildo and soaking Kristin’s lips and tongue. Kristin heartily lapped up the sweet and salty goodness, caressing and teasing the outer surface of Polly’s labia. The explosiveness of the orgasm caused Polly’s sweaty body to collapse, as Kristin slowed her tongue movements. For a few glorious minutes, the two of them laid there silently on the bed, with Kristin’s head rising and falling as it felt the heavy inspiration of Polly’s ample chest… Kristin was the first one to rise, smiling at Polly. “Damn dawg, Aunt Polly’s cunt is like so fuckin’ tight…she ain’t probably had a REAL man in months!” she exclaimed, chuckling as her slender hand fished into the brown paper bag again. “Yeah…” sighed Polly, smiling and rolling her eyes, completely content but still breathing quite heavily. She noticed Kristin suddenly looking inside the paper bag again and asked, “Say, Lou…whatcha doing now?” Kristin turned to Polly and with an ecstatic sneer, pulled out a medium-sized leather harness with an 8-foot shiny black strap-on attached. “Why, just gettin’ ready for Round Two Mrs. Adams, hehe…” Lou replied in Kristin’s gentle, feminine tone. A roguish, nasty-looking smirk appeared on Polly’s face upon hearing Kristin’s response, as she licked her lips, leaning back onto the bed… “Well, this is the place,” commented Jessica as she and Elizabeth looked up at the entrance to the avant-garde looking building that was the Pacific West Asian Museum. “Looks nice from the outside,” Elizabeth remarked, folding her arms. Jessica did not say a word as she quickly entered the museum and came face to face with the main exhibit hall, along with her sister. The exhibit hall was large and expansive, with the primary focus being the large, ornate pieces of decorative Japanese ceremonial armor and accompanying Japanese weapons being displayed in rectangular glass casings. A variety of Japanese artifacts were arranged in accompanying glass exhibits on all four sides of the exhibit hall. Weapons from different Japanese eras were also mounted, including katanas, broadswords, and shruiken of varying sizes, shapes, and composition. Elizabeth sighed, “Damn, this place is so big Jess. How are we ever gonna find Aunt Polly?” “She wanted us to meet her at her office on the second floor. So my guess is we take these stairs,” Polly remarked, pointing to a large grand wooden staircase leading upwards. The two girls were about to head upstairs when suddenly they were accidentally interrupted by the noisy walk and voice of a short, paunchy, balding bespectacled man in an ill-fitting tweed suit, muttering to himself as he hastily made his way down the stairs: “Impertinence! Such impertinence! Nobody talks to Orville S. Parsons that way! I’ve never been…” Jessica waved to the gentleman. “Excuse me, sir?” The gentleman stopped in mid-walk and glowered at Jessica. “Yes? What the devil do you want?” Both Jessica and Elizabeth were taken back at his unpleasant behavior. Jessica was the first to respond, “I-I’m sorry, I know you must have a lot going on in your mind. But we’re trying to find our aunt, Polly Adams, she’s the curator of this museum. Do you know where her office is located?” The man pushed up his glasses and narrowed his beady little eyes. “Humph! So you two must be the ‘nieces’ that ungrateful witch was incessantly blathering on about?” Jessica nodded, a little uncertain and offended at that remark. “Um…I guess we are, yes.” “Well, I am beyond elated to inform you that your aunt no longer is under the employment of this institution. And that was of HER choosing, not mine! Good riddance, I say! Such a flagrant, disrespectful harlot! And her secretary Kristin is no better!” the man snapped. “S-She doesn’t work here?” Jessica asked, a little confused. “W-Why not? What happened?” Elizabeth remained quiet during the conversation. Hehe, this could only be Harry’s handiwork, she thought, her face contorting into a small, subtle grin. “You’re her nieces, why don’t you ask her yourself? She’s probably back at her house. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got a big exhibit to do ALL by myself, and I don’t need to waste my breath on ignorant hussies like you two.” With that said, the man continued his steps, darting to the left of Jessica, heading past the main exhibit hall to his office. Elizabeth shrugged. “Well isn’t he Mr. Sunshine,” she sarcastically quipped. Jessica placed her svelte hand underneath her chin in deep thought. “Weird. Why would Aunt Polly suddenly leave her job? Something doesn’t add up.” “Well we won’t find any answers here sis,” replied Elizabeth. “I suggest we head to Aunt Polly’s house and speak to her to get the full story. Not to mention, my feet are killing me in these heels! We’ve been on the move since 7:00 am this morning, you know.” “Awww, is my little sister getting tired?” smiled Jessica, stroking Elizabeth’s hair in an almost motherly fashion, which Elizabeth/Eddie was not very fond of. “Just teasing you sis…ok, let’s head to Aunt Polly’s.” After taking a quick shortcut using the service roads in San Jose, Jessica and Elizabeth reached the Adams’s estate, arriving at the large iron gates. While waiting for them to open, Elizabeth peered through the glass window of their rental car, completely awestruck by the sheer size and magnificence. “Oh…my…god…does Aunt Polly really live here?” asked Elizabeth with her mouth agape. Jessica just stared at her sister. “What do you mean, ‘does Aunt Polly really live here?’ Of course she does; she’s lived here for the last three years. She married that handsome BMW executive and he relocated her to this place, remember? We were both bridesmaids at their wedding and the reception was held in this house!” Elizabeth looked down, her face turning a little red. Damn it, Elizabeth/Eddie thought. That was a stupid question to ask, I shouldn’t have been so fuckin’ careless. Elizabeth feigned an embarrassing laugh. “Oooohhh…right I remember now. We wore blue satin bridesmaid gowns.” Jessica was just pulling the rental car up to the front door of the lavish home. Bringing the vehicle to a halt, she pulled the parking gear and turned to Elizabeth. “We wore pink and white gowns sis.” “God damn it!” Elizabeth cursed under her breath. “That’s right…I’m sorry…” “Lizzy are you ok?” asked Jessica, her attention focused on her addlepated younger sister. “Exactly how much sleep did you get last night?” “Um….well, I…o-oh look Jess! Isn’t that Aunt Polly’s BMW?” Elizabeth hesitatingly said, pointing to the silver BMW parked off to the side, hoping that would throw off any suspicion. Jess sighed and turned her head back, then nodded with a pensive look on her pretty face. “Yeah, it is. That’s strange; Aunt Polly usually is very meticulous about parking her car in the garage; she wouldn’t just leave it out in the open.” “Maybe she was in a hurry and didn’t have time?” Elizabeth answered. “No that’s not like her…anyways, let’s get inside and we can ask her,” said Jessica, before opening the door and stepping outside. Elizabeth followed suit and the two girls soon approached the tall ornate mahogany door. Oddly enough, they found the door slightly ajar! “Liz look!” exclaimed Jessica. “The front door is slightly open….see?” Jessica pointed with her slender finger, beginning to nervously show some concern. “Yeah I do,” acknowledged Elizabeth. Although feigning her concerns to her sister, Elizabeth/Eddie already knew who had entered earlier and was just playing along. “That IS weird, hmmm…” “I don’t like the looks of this. Look, when we go inside, stay close to me, ok?” instructed Jessica. “Ok sis, no worries,” replied Elizabeth, as she inched forward and closely walked with Jessica inside the house. As the two girls quietly entered, Jessica had a harrowing, gnawing sensation in the pit of her stomach. The lights to the foyer were on, and everything appeared to be undisturbed: there was nothing broken or mishandled. Polly’s handbag was lying on the dining room table, and it appeared to not have been touched. But something certainly seemed amiss to Jessica… CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG….the old grandfather clock chimed, startling Jessica, making her jump a few feet. However, the chiming barely fazed Elizabeth, although she did a good job of appearing to be frightened in front of Jessica. “I-It was just the clock, whew…” Jessica sighed, wiping a tiny bit of perspiration from her brow. Suddenly, both girls heard some very loud creaking from upstairs, coming from the master bedroom. Accompanying this was a strange combination of voices, voices that appeared to be in a frenzied state. Jessica and Elizabeth could make out Polly’s screams and cries, but…it was mixed with very odd, very vulgar language coming from Polly herself. Jessica gasped as she heard Polly cry out sentences such as “Ohhhh…fuck yes, shove that dick hard in my pussy now!” or “Oh my god I’m so fuckin’ horny and I’m lucky to be possessing this fuckin’ bitch.” What really freaked Jessica out was the accompanying voices…distinctly masculine, grunting and groaning and basically responding to Polly’s commands/request: “Mmmm…you got it boss lady…” or “Harry your bitch’s cunt is sooo fuckin’ tight…I fuckin’ love it!” Jessica could not believe what she was hearing up there. “W-What the hell is going on up there?” she asked Elizabeth, gasping again at the profanities being said. Elizabeth did her best to feign ignorance. “I don’t know Jess…honestly I’m just as shocked as you are.” She had a hard time holding back a small, mischievous grin as Jessica continued to look back upwards. “Oh my god I think Aunt Polly is…is…” said Jessica solemnly. “Lizzy, we need to call the cops, NOW.” Elizabeth immediately shook her head. “Are you sure about that? How do you know Aunt Polly may be just…having some fun?” “Seriously Lizzy, that’s our aunt! She doesn’t do things like this, not since we’ve known her. And she’s a married woman! She could be in serious trouble!” “Why don’t we just go up there and find out?” “Are you insane? We don’t know who’s there with her or what they are doing to her! They could be bigger and stronger than you and me, and I’m sorry but the 6-month long self-defense class you took in college isn’t gonna help in this situation.” “Jess, stop being such a bitch…if we need to help Aunt Polly, we need to go up there.” “Whoa…I’m just gonna ignore the fact you just cussed at me, sis. Honestly, what’s wrong with you today Lizzy? You’ve been really different, and not at all yourself since last night after you left the bar.” “Stop changing the subject,” snapped Elizabeth, waving her finger impatiently in front of Jessica. “You know what? Fine, whatever. You stay down here and freak out. I’m gonna head up there to find out what’s going on now.” And with that, Elizabeth raced past Jessica and headed upstairs. “Wait…Liz, stop! Wait for me…” yelled Jessica as she followed closely behind her. As Jessica ascended the stairs, the gnawing pit in her stomach was growing, becoming more uncertain, more unsettling. She reached the double mahogany wood panel doors of the bedroom; Jessica could hear the heavy breathing and the disturbing array of lascivious moans echoing and audible behind those doors. Elizabeth was nowhere to be found, and Jessica assumed she already went in. She wished that she had not had that argument with her sister earlier; it would have avoided Elizabeth suddenly brashly charging her way upstairs, leaving Jessica alone and completely afraid. Jessica began to nervously nibble on her fingernails. She REALLY did not want to open the door, but she was extremely worried about her aunt, and even more so, her younger sister. Like it or not, it was her responsibility to find out. She hoped she was not making the wrong decision as she slowly turned the handle and opened the double doors, cautiously walking in… Unfortunately, as soon as she entered the bedroom, Jessica went into a state of panic and shock like no other. Speechless and frozen in place, Jessica’s face turned completely pale as she saw her Aunt Polly completely naked, her back propped up against the bed. Her legs were completely spread open, her knees slightly bent, as Jessica glimpsed Polly’s shiny inner thighs. Jessica winced as she saw her aunt’s face contort into a tawdry, indecent expression of lust and pleasure, licking her lips. Uncertain as to the reason, Jessica carefully walked around the bed a few feet, till she was at the right angle to see the reason for Aunt Polly’s perverse action. Jessica almost wished she hadn’t gotten a closer look, as she saw a slender, curvaceous young brunette woman, more than likely in her mid- 20’s, completely topless, and straddling her aunt. She was wearing a black leather harness around her svelte waist, and her exposed breasts were swaying and jiggling as the woman was pounding her aunt’s pretty pink pussy with an 8-foot-long, thick shiny black strap-on dildo. The woman roared in a weird, deep, manly voice that sent chills down Jessica’s spine, and continued to do so while penetrating her aunt; she was grasping Polly’s knees for support, as her hips bucked back and forth, so that the dildo could push all the way in, forcing Polly to scream loudly. It was a twisted image that Jessica would not soon ever forget… Polly tilted her head and soon took notice of Jessica just standing there, completely stunned. Recognizing Jessica’s face from the photos Candace had sent her, she grunted deeply as she looked at the clock next to their nightstand, “Awww fuck….damn it, you have REALLY shitty timing, you know that?” Polly growled in Harry’s gruff baritone. “A-Aunt P-Polly?” whimpered Jessica, completely petrified. “W-What’s going on? W-Why are you talking like that?” “Oh Jesus Christ I’m not gonna go through that fuckin’ spiel again,” grumbled Polly as she continued to be pounded by Kristin/Lou. “Hey Lou!” Polly called out, pointing her finger towards Jessica. “That sexy piece of ass is your mount, so go do your “trade-up” buddy!” Kristin slowly pulled her strap-on out of Polly’s orifice, as Polly idly teased her nipples, eyeballing Jessica’s lovely, busty figure as if it was a piece of juicy meat. Kristin’s strap-on was still vibrating, and as she sauntered slowly and menacingly, Jessica could hear the vibrations getting louder. “AIEEEEEEEE!!! Stay away from me you…you freaks!” screamed Jessica as she tried to back away from Kristin, grunting and licking her lips, and holding out her outstretched hands. Jessica turned tail and effortlessly dodged Kristin’s attempt to grab her. She sprinted over to the double doors and was about to open them when all of a sudden she was knocked down from behind. Losing her balance, Jessica immediately fell to the floor, her body hitting with a loud THUD! Completely prone and unable to move, Jessica turned her head to look behind her and got an even bigger shock than before: it was her sister Elizabeth had deliberately knocked her down. Elizabeth was clenching her thighs and ass, pinning Jessica to the floor firmly, while twisting Jessica’s slender arms uncomfortably behind her back. “Now where do you think you’re going, ‘big sis’?” Elizabeth chuckled, as Eddie decided to forgo his imitation of Elizabeth, his deep, gravelly baritone instead now reappearing from Elizabeth’s mouth in a very calm and threatening manner. “E-Elizabeth? S-Sis?” cried Jessica, confused and even more freaked out at hearing her sister’s strange manly voice. “W-What are you doing? L-Let me go! O-Oh my god not you too!” Elizabeth continued to hold Jessica firmly, causing quite a bit of pain shooting into Jessica’s shoulders. The impact of Jessica’s fall was so sudden and hard that Jessica suddenly become a bit woozy and disoriented. The last thing she recalled before slipping into a state of unconsciousness was her sister’s evil, menacing laugh, and the sound of her body being dragged… Jessica woke up about an hour later…she had developed a horrible headache, which she surmised had occurred when she fell. Other than that, she didn’t suspect that she had broken any bones. She looked around, and noticed that she was still in the master bedroom of the house, her body placed flat on the king-sized bed. Her wrists were tied together, with her arms above her head, to the bedframe with a strong piece of thick rope. She made a frantic attempt to tug and remove the complicated knots before finally giving up. Continuing her quick survey, her eyes soon focused on three shapely silhouettes in the distance, which were moving towards her direction…they kept coming closer and closer till Jessica could finally discern their identities: her Aunt Polly, her younger sister Elizabeth, and the topless brunette woman, who was still wearing the strap-on dildo. All three women were completely naked and a bit sweaty, and the three of them had very disturbing smirks on their faces. Jessica looked down at her own body, and found that her clothes had been violently stripped off, and she too was completely naked and vulnerable. “Wake up sleepyhead!” smiled Polly, speaking in Harry’s menacing, resonant baritone. Polly’s pussy juices were idly trickling down her inner thighs, obviously from having been fucked multiple times since Harry and Lou had arrived at the house. Jessica could see a bit of sticky, white residue dangling from Polly’s labial folds, as well as cum stains across Polly’s breasts - a rather messy, disgusting sight which repulsed her. The other two ‘women’ chuckled in their own deep manly-sounding voices in response to Polly’s clever greeting. “W-What the hell are you people?” Jessica cried out. “And what have you done to my family?” “Why big sis,” smiled Elizabeth/Eddie. “I’m still here, see?” Elizabeth cupped and groped her naked breasts, flicking her nipples….her moans were high-pitched and breathy, but soon gradually dropped several octaves lower till it matched Eddie’s own gruff baritone. Jessica squinched her eyes, unable to handle Elizabeth’s twisted appearance. “I’m just under…different management right now, haha!” laughed Elizabeth maniacally. “OK fuckers, cut da bullshit.” growled Kristin in a much deeper, ghetto-soundin’ baritone than Polly and Elizabeth. “When do I gets to fuck dis bitch?” “Go right ahead Lou my man, she’s all yours.” winked Polly. Lou had a nasty grin on his lovely face as he slowly lumbered Kristin’s body towards Jessica… “Yeah, fuck the shit outta her…she’s been a pain in my ass all day since we got here!” grumbled Elizabeth. Polly then turned to Elizabeth, pulling her a bit closer. “Now then, while Lou is busy fucking your older sister…do you mind helping your aunt with a little…‘tasty, personal project’, Lizzy?” asked Polly, biting her lower lip. “Hehe, of course ‘Auntie Polly,’ I’d be glad to!” giggled Elizabeth mockingly as she ran her slender finger along Polly’s naked breasts. “You know that’s why Mom sent me and Jess down…to help you out.” Polly/Harry grinned, closing her eyes and chuckling deeply. “Mmmm…perfect, hehe…‘thank goodness for my nieces.’ Lizzy, why don’t you come over here now, to the other side of the bed, so we can get started on our…‘project,’ hehe…” Elizabeth silently nodded, smiling as she dutifully followed Polly over to the edge of the bed, immediately lowering her shapely form downwards, while Polly braced herself and sat down on the right side of the large, spacious king-sized bed. Elizabeth immediately turned her whole body around, climbing on top of her aunt, while Polly shifted her body backwards, laying completely flat against the soft surface of the bed. Elizabeth had a cheeky grin as she first took sight of Polly’s reddened, tender labia, a thin crusty layer of her cum visible, with her pussy lips already widened appropriately due to Kristin’s earlier sexual intervention. In contrast, Polly could notice the full weight of Elizabeth’s naked body press gently against her, feeling the supple texture of Elizabeth’s breasts collapsing and squeezing against her smooth stomach. Her viewpoint was slightly different, as she looked upwards into Elizabeth’s beautifully trimmed patch of blonde pubic hair, and then at the slightly protruding opening of Elizabeth’s own vagina, the labial folds less reddened and tender but fully manipulated from Elizabeth’s masturbation session earlier that morning… Both aunt and niece were in their correct positions, as beads of sweat began to appear on their foreheads, the bright lighting of the bedroom again intensifying their lust and decadent desire to taste and eat each other out. Elizabeth/Eddie grunted deeply, and said in a playful, devious whimper, “Mmmmm…Auntie Polly, may I have a taste? Pretty please?” “Of course Lizzy honey, and I will too!” smiled Polly, nodding with a similar amount of mischievousness, as they gripped each other’s arms and tilted their heads in their respective directions to begin “dining out”…flicking their tongues as they moistened and spread them across their sensitive pussy folds. Polly found Elizabeth’s tight clit and slowly slipped two fingers to accompany her tongue in playing and tickling Elizabeth’s clit in a random, lustful manner. In contrast, Elizabeth chose to stick with her moist tongue, rolling it up so that it had access to Polly’s already reddened and tender clit. Regardless of the method, both aunt and niece were completely infatuated and intoxicated by the incestuous ‘meal’ they were partaking right now… Meanwhile, Jessica was petrified beyond belief as she struggled to undo the ropes binding her wrists, tugging and pulling on them with all of her strength, to no avail. As a glamour model, Jessica had been somewhat familiar with BDSM, as it was a fantasy/fetish that was quite lucrative for models. She had done some work modelling before in BDSM wear, and even was handcuffed for one particular shoot. But that was planned and arranged; photographers and crew members were around her, and she wasn’t forcibly stripped naked by anyone. If she felt uncomfortable with any situation, she could express her concerns to the photographer or his/her assistants and they’d make adjustments. No matter how kinky the situation got, Jessica could always remind herself: this is NOT real - don’t be afraid. Unfortunately for Jessica, she was facing a VERY real and terrifying situation right now. Her family members, i.e. her younger sister and her aunt, were acting in a manner she would NEVER have thought possible; it was almost as if they had been replaced and taken over by some evil demons or pod-creatures like she has seen in the movies. Terrible creatures that just happened to be sexually deviant - they wanted a lot of it and couldn’t get enough. Jessica’s face was becoming as white as a sheet as Kristin was viciously and awkwardly shambling towards her. It was a perverse, unbelievable sight, and Jessica could still not believe her eyes: a beautiful, naked brunette woman, tall and slender in appearance, almost as attractive as Jessica herself, seemed to be possessed by some otherworldly force, as her smooth, slender legs were incongruously waddling slowly to get to her. There was no subtlety at all in Kristin’s movements and no feminine grace seen; the pungent, intoxicating smell of sex had hypnotized Lou, and he wanted more of it, with Jessica as his prime target… “G-get the hell away from me! D-Don’t you dare come any closer…” shrieked Jessica, trying to bend her hips and curl her body farther and farther away. Kristin then raised the back of her hand, then immediately slapped Jessica’s cheek, coming down hard with the spring of an automatic piston, stinging Jessica and bringing a few tears down her eyes. “Shut da fuck up, bitch!” growled Kristin in a disturbingly commanding baritone. Jessica jumped almost a foot upon hearing the woman’s ominous sounding voice, trying to hold back her burgeoning tears, uncertain as to the rest of her terrible fate. Kristin inched ever so closer to Jessica, looking directly at her. With a wicked glare, Kristin gripped Jessica’s chin with her hands and whispered, “Mmmm…such a pretty lil’ bitch, ain’t ya?” Kristin then proceeded to fondle Jessica’s large, supple breasts, teasing her nipples. “Damn, you gots a great set of tits, bitch…I’s sure gonna enjoy havin’ dem all to m’self, haha!” Kristin then returned to face Jessica, “There ain’t no reason to resist bitch. I’m gonna get yo’ sexy ass body, ev’n if I hafta fuck ma’ way to get it!” Jessica’s eyes widened; she had no idea what the crazy woman was talking about, but she soon found out first-hand as Kristin lightly brushed her hand against the shiny black rubber surface of her strap-on dildo, before encircling it and stroking it up and down. “Hmmm…dis nothin’ compared to ma’ big black cock, but it’ll do, hehe…” Kristin said. Elizabeth/Eddie turned from licking Polly’s tasty, moist pussy to briefly remark, “Shit yeah! Fuck her good Lou!” “You fuckin’ bet I will,” Lou growled, as he grabbed Jessica’s legs roughly, and with a lecherous look in his pretty feminine eyes, he lowered Kristin’s waist so that it was level with Jessica’s perfectly shaped, light pink pussy mound. Showing hardly any restraint, Lou/Kristin leaned forward and expectorated a bit of saliva along Jessica’s labial folds, then repeated this action by spitting into her hand, before rubbing the saliva like a natural lubricant. “Ok bitch…spread dem legs!” Kristin commanded as she pulled Jessica’s lovely legs open, and then with fiendish glee, slowly forced the big shiny black strap-on into Jessica’s vaginal opening, the large girth of the dildo spreading and separating Jessica’s pink labia apart. The sheer force of the object being initially and slowly penetrating into Jessica caused a searing, sustained amount of sharp pain, making her cry out in helpless agony. Her screams fell on deaf, lecherous ears, as Kristin began to buck her waist back and forth, which caused the thick black dildo to rub back and forth in a rhythmic motion inside Jessica’s cunt. Lou’s deep ghetto-sounding timbre was emanating from Kristin’s lips, as she leaned her head and roared: “Ohhhhhhh shit yeah….now DAT’s a fuckin’ tight pussy!” Still continuing to pound Jessica’s pretty pink pussy, Kristin/Lou took on an aggressive stance, quickening her thrusts; with each attempted thrust, she rammed the dildo as deep as she possibly could without causing serious damage to Jessica’s vaginal walls. Jessica’s hands were grabbing very firmly onto the bedframe to support and brace each horrifying attack on her body. Copious amounts of perspiration were forming on both Jessica’s and Kristin’s nubile bodies as Kristin was relentless, and this continued on for a good five or six minutes. Jessica’s resolve was dwindling rapidly, and she found her body uncontrollably shaking as the brunt of each thrust was almost too much for her to bear… Kristin/Lou could tell that she had successfully broken the spirit of this gorgeous young creature, and that it was time for the piËce de rÈsistance. Closing her eyes while still pounding away at Jessica, Kristin’s body started to convulse violently, as a silver-coated gelatinous liquid began to seep and ooze from Kristin’s pussy. However, the liquid was oozing out rather slowly due to the partial obstruction provided by the strap-on dildo. Finding an accessible medium-sized opening, the liquid soon passed through the full length of the dildo, as the opening became narrower and narrower. At the end, due to the small circumference at the head of the dildo, the liquid forcefully spurted out into Jessica’s vagina, splashing and spreading inside her inner walls and in her cervix. The brute force demonstrated by the liquid’s potent penetration caused Jessica to REALLY scream, “OH MY GOOODDD…AIEEEEEEEE!!!” Jessica could feel the foreign liquid coalesce within her, as it travelled upwards, beginning to merge and form inside her. She felt like she was turning inside and out, as a nerve-like, shooting pain ran through her entire body. It didn’t help that Kristin was still haphazardly pounding away into Jessica. This complete sexual onslaught had overall completely overwhelmed her, to the point that she became limp in body and in spirit. Jessica could barely keep her eyes open, as her last glimpse was the clock on the wall that chimed 1:00 pm, before she lost consciousness… Lou tensed his eyes, not wanting to be blinded by the bright lights inside the master bedroom as he slowly awoke from his slumber, his vision still rather blurred. He could only distinctly make out a light, tannish colored blur in front of him. He also found that it was suddenly rather difficult to move, and that as he tried to take a deep breath of air, it was hindered by something heavy that was completely on top of him. Within minutes, his eyesight began to improve, and he soon recognized the problem: a limp and lifeless, 127 lb. female body had crumpled onto his own frame, one that he identified as his previous mount, Kristin Jacobs. Lou then displayed a big smirk, as out of the corner of his eye he saw dark strands of luxuriously long, curly brunette hair peek out in front of his face. His ribs were being protected from Kristin’s unconscious body by a pair of magnificent, pert breasts that squeezed and compressed against Kristin’s own mammaries, breasts that could only belong to one person. Lou lifted his head and sighed contently, knowing that he had successfully “traded-up” to the gorgeous body and persona of 23-year-old Jessica Carter. Lou tried to shift his weight, jutting Jessica’s bountiful bosom forward, but his own 132 lb. busty frame was surprisingly not strong enough to lift Kristin’s body completely off. The black dildo strap-on was also still lodged deep into Jessica’s pussy, and even a slight movement from Jessica’s waist sent a stinging type of pain inside Lou’s new womanly equipment. The new Jessica began to panic a little, and turned her head before she noticed two extremely naked, curvaceous hourglass figures standing on opposite sides of the bed, looking down at her, giggling. Both Polly and Elizabeth each had a smug look on their faces. “Why Jessica, my word! Sweetie you seem to be stuck,” winked Polly, speaking in a pleasant, singsong voice, with her hands placed on her shapely hips, shaking her head. “Mhmm…how DO you get yourself into these situations ‘sis,’ “ chimed Elizabeth, folding her arms underneath her naked breasts and giggling softly as well. “Ha…ha…ha…you shitheads are fuckin’ hilarious!” growled Jessica, her voice now replaced by Lou’s deep, uncultured ghetto-sounding baritone. “Now how ‘bout you fuckers help a brotha’ out and get this bitch off-a me!” Polly grabbed Kristin’s left wrist while Elizabeth took hold of her right wrist; pulling with all their mount’s combined yet generally weak might, they managed to lift Kristin’s body gradually off of Jessica/Lou; unfortunately, the depth of the strap-on dildo was so significantly buried inside Jessica’s vagina that as it was being withdrawn, it caused an intense amount of pain inside Jessica’s soft, feminine body, causing Lou to roar: “OOOWWWWWWWWW…be more careful assholes! Shit dat hurts……” Eventually, Polly and Elizabeth had successfully extracted Kristin, lightly flinging and turning her body over to the other side of the bed, where she continued to lay supine and motionless. Her strap on-dildo was sticking straight upwards, lubricated with a mixture of saliva and Jessica’s pussy juices. Jessica smiled, glad for her generous chest to be fully unrestricted, as she took a deep breath, watching her ridiculously large chest heave in a titillating manner as he inspired. She exhaled, letting out a deep, growling rumble, “Mmmmmmmmmmmnnnnngggggh….awwww yeah, dat’s da shit right there!” Jessica happily said in Lou’s uncouth baritone timbre. “Yo, so how long was I out?” Polly responded, “About half an hour to forty minutes. Both you and Kristin were out cold…so me and Eddie had to entertain ourselves while we waited for you to regain consciousness,” she added, licking her lips while winking to Elizabeth inappropriately, who pursed her lips inappropriately at her naked aunt. “Hot damn, just look at my big tits!” growled Jessica, with a ridiculously lewd grin on her pretty face. She then proceeded to take deep breaths to watch her mammaries move up and down, and wiggled her chest inappropriately, watching her chesty globes dance seductively. The erotic display was making Jessica’s already sopping wet pussy feel a little more moist again…“Ok dawg, untie me so I can get to my ‘playtime,’ hehe…” Polly smiled. “I’m afraid I can’t do that Lou.” Jessica raised an eyebrow, a bit perturbed. “Whadda ya mean ya can’t do that?” she grumbled. Polly leaned forward to eye Jessica’s spectacular rack. “Well, there’s someone else that wants to play with you first.” “No shit…like who?” asked Jessica, skeptical. “Like me, big sis.” a voice called out behind Polly. Polly stepped aside to reveal Elizabeth, looking amazingly sexy, her face glistening under the bright lights. Her 36 C cup breasts jiggled proudly as Elizabeth placed her hands lightly on her hips, crossing her right leg over her left in a seductive, model-like pose. It would have been a perfect moment to capture, save for the fact that Elizabeth’s waist and crotch now was adorned with the same leather harness and big 8-foot- long strap-on dildo Kristin had worn earlier! Jessica gasped upon seeing the familiar strap-on dildo that Lou had used only an hour ago. Lou had just hopped into this gorgeous woman, and he could feel Jessica’s labial folds were feeling tender and abused. “Yo…Lizzy, I-I mean…E-Eddie,” she pleaded hesitantly in Lou’s baritone, which sounded weirdly pathetic. “Y-ya d-don’t hafta do t-this dawg, really…” Elizabeth began to stroke the dildo back and forth, while walking towards Jessica. “No big sis, I really think I DO, hehe…” “Mhmm…yes she does Lou,” chuckled Polly. “You didn’t cum in Kristin’s body or in Jessica’s. Your little sister is just making sure she don’t leave you with a set of blue balls.” “Ummm…Harry?” Jessica/Lou asked, confused. “I’s a woman’s now, I don’t got no balls so how can they be fuckin’ blue…” “Oh for fucks’ sake, shut up Lou and get ready for some major sisterly lovin,’ bodyhopper style!” exclaimed Elizabeth as she continued to inch closer and closer… Twisted smiles appeared on Elizabeth’s and Polly’s faces, causing Jessica/Lou to gulp hard. She braced herself for another erotically difficult experience, except this time Lou would be on the receiving end…
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