Possession Portal

Alex’s Possessions - Chapter 4 So uh there is no Alex in this chapter despite the title. This chapter is sort of a potential spin-off from the main series, don’t worry though Alex’ll be back next chapter. Though, if you want more of this, let me know. – Marrisa smiled at Jeff as she bought him and Jack two glasses of lemonade. Jack had started his job as the gardener at the Hutcherson house. He had Jeff with him, his boss’s son, ostensibly for help since he’d broken a rib in a car accident, but really the kid was there because Marrisa had asked him to bring him along. He frowned at her suggestive smile at the kid and more suggestive clothing. She was distracting him from the work. “Your sister’s really nice,” Jeff said as Marrisa walked off. “Huh?” Jack asked. “That’s Marrisa, kid.” “What? But that day she said—” Jeff said. “No, that’s definitely Marrisa, I’d recognize my sister. That’s her assistant, lives here, she sometimes does appointments for her. You really thought, she was…” he laughed, “kid, you’re an idiot sometimes. Alex is on vacation, Lol.” “Hey, hey, how was I meant to know?” He said losing himself to thought. His impossible fantasies had suddenly become much less improbable, especially with that bit of info he had, yes, it made more sense now, why would someone so rich do something like that before. It made sense now. Now he could actually… “Jeff, hey kid, stop daydreaming about Marrisa for a second will ya.” Jeff blushed a deep red. Had he made it that obvious? He was suddenly deeply embarrassed. “Remember, I’ve got an appointment tomorrow and I won’t be around the rest of the week okay? You’ll be working on your own the next 3 days. Got it?” “Yeah man, I’ll be here after school, I’ll hold the fort down and whatever,” he said lost in thought again. 3 days alone? It could be a chance… – Jeff was trimming the hedges by the pool the next day. It was easy work, you just had to make sure to stay level. He was careful about not letting the cut leaves fly into the pool. He was excited. He had his phone ready, with everything downloaded and ready to “show-off.” He heard the sound of the back door opening and rehearsed what he was gonna say in his head. He realized he had a boner and quickly stuck his hands down his pants to tuck it under his waistband, hopefully she hadn’t see him doing that. “Good afternoon Jeff, I made you some lemonade, you must be boiling out here,” Marrisa said cheerily. Jeff turned around as if he’d just realized she was there… His jaw dropped. Marrisa was wearing just a bikini, not even like a conservative one, this one was… That cleavage though… “Jeff?” she asked bemused. “Oh,” he said snapping out of it, “Sorry, the uh sun, you know, had me a bit dazed for a moment.” He took the glass from her tray. “I’m gonna sunbathe a bit by the pool today, I think. You’re not going to be using power tools, are you?” Marrisa asked. Her face gave no hint at whether she noticed Jeff’s weirdness. “No, no, just shears today, I can’t really get the hedge properly level with the trimmer, because like—” “Great. Let me know if you need anything I’ll be right here,” she said cutting off his weirdly high-pitched explaination. Fuck, Jeff thought. Had she caught on? No, impossible, how could she know? He had tipped her a few hundred on her streams but like people would tip thousands. He’d used his real name though as his username. Nah, no way she remembered, nah gotta go through with it, right? Yes… “Hey, Marrisa, um, could you look at this,” he said walking over to her lounge chair, he had to bend down awkwardly to show her what was on the phone screen. “I think you need to turn up the brightness, dear, there’s a lot of glare,” she said. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Jeff thought, as he quickly snatched the phone back and turned up the brightness. His boner slipped out of his waistband too, well, it didn’t matter if she saw the bulge in his pants now. Marrisa’s face darkened, “What do you want?” she hissed at Jeff. He almost fled at her glare, but he steeled himself up, the horniness definitely helped. “Well,” he said slowly, “I’ve watched your shows actually, and I’ve actually tipped you a few hundred bucks before. And I think you kinda owe me…” “Pervert!” She spat back. “Well if you’d rather have me show these to Mrs. Hutchinson… I heard she’s kinda religious…” He said with much more confidence. This power, he liked this power. He was rock-solid already. So many opportunities now… Marrisa had paled visibly. She’d gone positively ashen. “Fine,” she said through gritted teeth, “but you delete those afterwards!” “Only if you give me my money’s worth,” he said haughtily, “Bitch.” Marrisa held in her rage at the added word, as she led him inside to her room. “Go on then,” he said gesturing to the bulge in his shorts, “pull it out.” She pulled his pants down and freed his dick from its fabric prison, a menacing scowl on her face the entire time. Jeff was just glad he kept his boner and hadn’t gotten performance anxiety. He didn’t feel anxious at all actually, he was in control, she’d do anything he wanted, he was already fantasizing plans for future sessions, there were a lot of things he wanted to try… He grabbed her tits, and felt them up. It looked like she was about to slap him but she didn’t so much as react. Jeff was just speechless, he’d ogled these through his laptop screen so many times. He’d paid good money to have her moan his name while she played with these before. He went to take the bikini top off. He struggled so she helped him out, getting it off quickly. Maybe, Jeff thought, she was more into this than he— Holy shit! Those were the hottest biggest sexiest tits he’d ever seen! Marrisa started giving him a handjob, as he felt her up more. He was working hard to not cum right then and there. He couldn’t believe he was being jerked off by the chick he’d sent tributes to dozens off times. Those E cup tits, those toned arms, those abs… Fuck he couldn’t wait to get those lips around his cock… “You like that, don’t you? Now you get to feel what a real cock is like. Bet you can’t wait. You’ll forget all about those dildos you’ve taken after me, you dirty slut!” he jeered. “Bastard,” she said under her breath. “What’d you say to me?” Jeff asked, “you better watch you tongue or maybe I’ll leak those pictures. Actually, you know what, get on your knees, you won’t be about to mouth off with a dick in your mouth.” Oh yeah, he thought, he’d show this cam whore her place. He was gonna properly deep throat her, he knew she could do it. Yeah! “Come on, on your knees. I want you to properly deep throat it. I know you can, don’t try to weazel out of it.” Marrisa didn’t move, instead she, in one powerful motion, shoved him down and pinned him to the bed, arms trapped underneath him, his dick still in the other hand. What the fuck! What the fuck! Jeff tried to get free, but she was so strong, when had she been so strong? She didn’t have abs when he say her in the bikini in the garden. She had the tits on a stick physique! What fuck! He felt suddenly so very powerless. Holy shit, she was still so hot. He was so horny and so terrified… Fuuuck! – The Previous Day Marrisa walked over to Jack and Jeff. She’d decided to wear a low-cut sundress today. She knew Jeff would ‘subtly’ ogle her chest in it, but that was the point. Jack was a bit bored with the game, but he still played along. He was gonna drop the hint today,to make sure he knew he’d have her all alone the rest of the weekend. She gave Jeff a flirty smile before walking off. It was gonna be fun, she thought. She had really nothing to do while Alex was on vacation with John. Goodness knows why she took him along, certainly wasn’t for the sex, that was for sure. He’d been barely good enough with her at the helm, she thought, remembering. Anyways to the task at hand. The only instructions Alex had left her were to experiment a bit with her powers and to maybe surprise her when she got back. She had made progress on that front. Today was the first time she used her shapeshifter powers to make clothes. In fact, it was the only reason she was in a sundress. They were really inconvenient things. You had to take it off to pee, if you had tits like hers (back at the normal 32E for now), they either didn’t fit or you’d be afraid they’d pop out if you so much as jogged. But if you could vanish it at will, and can make the size absolutely perfect… Well then maybe there was something too them. She’d freed herself from makeup too. Now she could just find a look on Pinterest and just make it appear on her face. Well the first few times were less than great but she got it down. There were other benefits too, she’d made her breasts slightly more perky, just to compensate for age of course, and she didn’t need to work out anymore either. All in all it was going pretty great actually. – Marrisa poured a glass of lemonade, and set it on a tray. She reabsorbed the clothes she’d been ‘wearing,’ and replaced them with a zebra print bikini. It fit perfectly. She jogged on the spot in front of a mirror to get the breast jiggle just right. Not too bouncy that it was obscene but not too stiff that they looked plastic. She was a natural, thank you very much. Well she had used her new powers to adjust them a bit and she had messed with their size but right now they were in there original state. She picked up the tray and headed out. Jeff was butchering the hedges for some reason. She handed him his lemonade. She noticed the shock and awe when he say her in a bikini. That sundress the other day was probably the most skin he’d seen her show till now. Well, in person at least, he’d seen a lot more on her cam shows. Really he shouldn’t be shy at all right now, considering, she thought. She noticed his dick head poking out her pants as her lifted his arm to wipe sweat off his brow. This one was eager. He couldn’t see her glance through her sunglasses though. They were the only piece of real clothing she was wearing right now. She hadn’t managed to copy glass yet. She made quick small talk and went off to sunbathe. She didn’t need to, she could tan in the space of sentence, but she did need a reason to be there for when he tried his gambit. If he tried. He did, she’d only been lounging a minute when he nervously walked over. He had his blackmail on his phone and he held it out for her. She decided to make him squirm a bit and pretend not to see it because of the glare. He bumped up the brightness and held it back out for her. It was time for her to put those acting skills to the test. – Marrisa had the little twerp in her bedroom with his prick in her hand. He’d actually been quite a douchbag about the whole thing. She’d been expecting a shy idiot who need help finding the right hole, instead he’d been an ass. He’d finally realized he’d could actually have sex with her instead of just getting a handy. She was really good at handjobs but goddamn, he’d still be better at jerking his own cock, obviously. He was also under the impression that she was some kind of lesbian who hadn’t taken real dick ever. She almost broke character at that. Anyways, he was demanding his blowjob, and she simply didn’t like his tone. She pinned him to the bed before he could react. He struggled a bit but she was far stronger. He somehow didn’t notice she’d gained abs between now and the pool side. He also didn’t notice her hair was auburn today instead of the usual brunette. “I’ll release those videos!” He shouted desperately. “And I’ll bend your little dick back this way till it snaps,” she snarled. “You psycho bitch!” He responded. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, first Jeffrey you’re going to learn some manners,” she responded with a smirk, "Now the First Rule is that you’ll call me Miss Daniels and are completely obedient to my commands. "Rule Two: I want complete honesty. Don’t dare lie to me. “Rule Three: You tell no one about this. Not a soul.” “What’s in it for me?” Jeff responded still hostile. Marrisa ran her tongue from the base of his dick to the nerve at tip in response. “Why you get to learn Sex Ed from the best,” she explained, “So what do you say?” He looked a bit dazed. “I’ll give you a minute to think.” – Jeff’s mind was ablaze. He’d never, ever thought… No, for real had this just happened? Marrisa, Miss Daniels, would teach him sex… Teach. Him. Sex. Him. This has to be a prank, right. He wished it wasn’t. He knew it wasn’t… “I’ll do it,” He said. “‘I’ll do it,’ what?” She responded. “I’ll do it, Miss Daniels,” he responded. “Perfect,” she said cheerily, “Now we’ve almost run out of time today. So I’ll finish this hand job as your welcoming present, and then you’ll have your homework.” “Homework?” “Focus on cumming, dear,” she said, jerking him off. “There we go!” she exclaimed as he came. She said it as of she’d just helped him finish a difficult math problem. He just grunted, then winced a bit as she continued into the post-orgasm hyper sensitive period for his dick. “Wasn’t that fun!” she said, “Now pull your phone out.” The ‘blackmail’ was still opened. Jeff started to apologize, but she cut him off. “Nonsense, let’s get a selfie together, for new memories! In fact, we can take a picture every class as a photo journal.” She sidled up to him and they took the photo. Jeff looked bewildered, Marrisa (and her tits) looked magnificent. “You were giving me homework, Miss Daniels?” “Ah yes,” she said brightly. “You have to watch these three videos and tell me in which one the girl is enjoying it, and in which two she isn’t. I expect proper reasoning for your choices.” “My homework is to watch porn?” he asked confused. Marrisa tilted her head, and Jeff quickly added “Miss Daniels,” at the end. “Sure, why not?” she replied, “don’t jerk off during it though, I want you to be thinking with your head.” He blushed, embarrassed at the mention of him masturbating. Marrisa who had her tits out and cum on her fingers, didn’t. She decided he’d get over stuff like that soon and to not correct him. “It’s due next class, dear, by the way,” she added. “When’s next class, Miss Daniels?” he asked. “Oh right, yeah, so Jack’ll be on holiday next week too, so as soon as you finish the yard work, pop up stairs and we’ll begin.” “Right,” he said taking it all in. That meant class everyday for at least a week and half. Everyday… It felt weird being excited for class." “Great, now get cleaned up and dressed. Then class is dismissed,” Marrisa said. He walked off to the bathroom, to maybe shower, he wasn’t sure. He noticed Marrisa, or rather, his Miss Daniels was already dressed in a blouse and pencil skirt. Where they come from? When had she dressed? – Twas a good day, Marrisa thought. She had become a teacher. It was actually quite fun. Jeff too was a pretty bright pupil. Good kid, too, that blackmail business notwithstanding. Anyways, she had practically forced him into it, so who cares, it wouldn’t have worked anyways. Alex already knew. She got up and put some porn on the TV. She practiced copying the actresses in front of the mirror. Maybe she’d try copying dudes next.

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!”

Too Much of a Good Thing - Epilogue It’s been six months since I hopped Vanessa, determined to live her life as my own. So far it’s been hard, but worth it. I’m struggling to make it, and I live in a run down shitty apartment. I’m working with Valerie, and I’m excelling at my job, but not enough to jump pay grades yet. I’m good friends with Valerie, and we often go out together, or simply hang out together. I enjoy her friendship, and I also enjoy the girl talk. Every now and then when we go out Brian, Burt, and Alyssa will show up. Burt is almost always in a mount that he’s picked up somewhere, but Brian spends a fair amount of time as himself. Occasionally when I go to meet Valerie out, I’ll see Brian’s face on her body. It’s still fun to hang out with her then, but I think I prefer Valerie’s company to Brian’s or Burt’s. Brian and Burt both try to help me out financially, but I keep refusing them, telling them that I want to make it on my own. Every day I get up and look in the mirror, and know that I have to make it work because it’s my life now. As I look in the mirror there isn’t any of my face left. Well, maybe I shouldn’t say that, as it’s not quite correct. There is none of my old face, and my new “real” face is showing through. I’m completely me. I couldn’t hop out of Vanessa anymore even if I wanted to, but that’s fine because I am Vanessa. I decided to call up Ryan three months ago, and ask him if he was still interested in chasing me. He said more then ever. We have been dating steady for the past few months. He keeps insisting that I move out of my shitty apartment and into his house, but I’m not ready. I can say that he’s amazing in bed. He makes me scream. He claims it’s only because I bring out the best in him. He’s also apparently rich. His family is very wealthy, so it’s not just from his job. I think it secretly bothers him that I won’t let him help me with money. Well, I did take one thing from him. An engagement ring. I’m soon to be Mrs. Ryan Straubel. Valerie squealed and jumped up and down when I showed her the ring. I of course asked her to be my maid of honor, and now I just hope that Burt doesn’t hop her on the big day and cause a ruckus. I may try and get a couple attractive blondes I know to be bridesmaids, just so that he has other targets. Scott showed up one time while I was out with Ryan almost two months ago. He was drunk and screaming that I was a man inside of Vanessa’s body. He tried to force Ryan to look at me through a mirror, but Ryan just calmly told me we should leave. So we did. When we got home that night Ryan asked me if Scott was crazy. I told him that Scott was normal when I dated him, but who knows since I hadn’t seen him in so long. I then pulled Ryan into the bathroom with me, and stood in front of the large bathroom mirror. My reflection of course looked the same because I had been in Vanessa so long. I asked him, “Does this face look like a man’s to you?” The marriage is in a few months, and then I will move into Ryan’s house for sure. I already have a fair amount of clothes there. Especially lingerie and hot little outfits. I love to dress up for him. I also cook and work out daily to stay in shape for him. He can’t believe I love sex as much as I do, either. He thinks he’s getting the deal of the century, but I feel that I’m the one who has the most amazing deal on the planet. He treats me like a queen, and makes me feel special, and in the end that’s all I really wanted or ever needed.

Theta Beta House - Chapter 3 Preston let out a grunt as he felt himself release deep inside of Tiffany’s tight little snatch. Dan moaned out in a low growl, “Oooooh yes! Fucking fill me up like a Twinkie!” Preston’s breath came in raspy gasps as he leaned forward on Tiffany’s nubile form until a quick jab from an elbow poked him in the ribs and caused him to jolt upright and look down at Dan in his borrowed body as it was bent over the edge of the bed glistening with a light coat of perspiration from their activities. As Preston’s breath came back Dan wiggled off his quickly softening cock and forward onto the bed and then used the sheets to wipe Preston’s cum off Tiffany’s inner thighs before laying back on the disheveled bed and letting out a happy sigh before saying, “Ya know, it’s been far too long since I got fucked good by a hopper. Most frat boys just don’t last long ‘nough, ya know?” “Uh, n… nope… I’m not familiar,” Preston said as he also wiped his member off on the sheets hanging over the corner of the bed. “Well, I need a shower and then I should be giving Tiff her body back I’m suppos’n,” Dan said as he slipped off the edge of the bed and stretched which caused Preston to blink as he stared at the blonde’s ample chest thrusting out in perky perfection. As Dan caught Preston’s eyes locking onto the tits that he currently possessed a wicked little smile crossed his chubby features and he yelled out, “PLEDGE! What ‘cho staring at? Go wash my clothes and my sheets right now! MOVE MOVE MOVE!” Preston shook at Dan’s sudden mood swing and quickly swiped the sheets off the bed and made a pile and also grabbed the pile of clothing that he had not so long ago pulled off Tiffany’s lovely body with his teeth piece by piece. As he hefted the armful of tangled fabric he heard Dan call out, “PLEDGE! You’re out of uniform! Make yerself PRESENTABLE before ya get yerself down to the laundry!” “Oh come on Dan, really? Do I have to?” Preston whined as he shot a side glance at his “uniform” on the chair in the corner of the room. “Are you sass talk’n me Junior?” Dan asked as he crossed his arms under his impressive breasts and cocked his hips. “N… n… no sir,” Preston said as he shook his head and dropped the pile of laundry he was carrying and went over to the chair and grabbed the French maid outfit and small lace thong from the chair. He pulled the tiny triangle of fabric up his legs and quickly slipped the small dress over his head before looking back at Dan and asking, “B… better… sir?” “Move it pledge! Move! You’s got molasses in yer ass?” Dan shouted at him, his deep voice reverberating off the walls and causing Preston to jump and quickly dart back across the room to grab the pile of laundry from the floor and hurry out of the room. As he left he didn’t notice Dan’s chubby face go from a scowl to an amused smirk. As Preston descended the stairs with his arms full trying not to drop anything he suddenly felt a large palm crack him on the bare ass hard enough to leave a lasting sting and cause him to yelp. He turned to see Jamal, a large black man standing on the steps with a crooked grin, “Such a cute little minx! Come see me in a bit. Ima need some help.” He suddenly felt another crack on his ass right in the same spot causing the pain to be twice as strong and peered over the pile of linen bedding to see Kimberly standing there her pretty Asian facial features a stark contrast to when he had first met her, “And bring the red silk teddy and the blue vibrator from my room when you come. Not the blue one with the flowers, the blue one with the rabbit clit teaser!” “You’re room two thirteen right?” Preston asked in a tired voice. “Two sixteen pledge! You have to know these things!” Kimberly yelled at him. “Sorry sir, won’t happen again sir,” Preston huffed back as he continued his descent down the stairs. “If you hurry I won’t make you choke on that blue vibe pledge!” Kimberly called out as he went down, causing Preston to stop momentarily, his eyes wide open as Kimberly smiled down at him, “Oh, you didn’t think it was for me did you?” Preston blinked a few times before continuing down the stairs without responding. Once he got to the ground floor and walked by the large doorway peering into the Rumpus Room he heard a chorus of cat calls from the group in their before turning down the hall and finally getting to the laundry room. He quickly sorted it into piles and dropped it into the machines and turned them on. He paused to take a breath when suddenly Megan stepped into the room, her curly dirty blonde hair swinging as she came to a sudden stop, “PELDGE!” He turned to face her and as his shoulders drooped downward, “Yes sir?” “I’m hungry! Go make me a sandwich. Peanut butter and grape jelly with the crusts cut off. Actually, make it two, and cut them in the shape of a heart.” She said as she looked at him crossly. “The short order cook is…” Preston started to say before Megan cut him off, “PLEDGE! What was confusing about what I just said?!” “N… n… nothing s… s… sir!” Preston replied and scurried out of the laundry room to the kitchen one room over and began assembling the ingredients. As he coated some bread with peanut butter and another with grape jelly he looked up to see Cammy sashay into the room. “How are you holding up, pledge?” Cammy asked as she leaned against the wall. “I’ve been here four days, I’ve slept about that many hours, I’m sore and sticky from random sex, and everyone is yelling at me,” Preston replied sourly and then after a short pause added, “Sir.” Cammy smiled at him sweetly and then grabbed an energy drink out of one of the large stainless steel refrigerators and put it down in front of him, “Well everyone’s going to haze you extra hard. We don’t get new hoppers often. Plus most of the girls know you’ll be the one enjoying their bodies in a few short weeks, so they’re getting it all in now.” Preston popped the top on the drink and gulped about half of it down before Cammy giggled and added, “Plus, you’re way cuter than the last hopper looked in that French maid outfit. OMG, you look ridiculous.” “I know right?” Preston replied, “The dress isn’t actually that bad, but this thong is killing me. I don’t even mind the constant lace wedgie, but this damn thing is so small that one of my balls always slips out one side, or my cock flops out. I mean, it’s the size of an eye patch.” “Well, now you know what we have to deal with to look all sexy for guys!” Cammy replied with a smug grin. “Except your equipment doesn’t wiggle out the sides and what not,” Preston shot back with a grin. Cammy leaned forward suddenly and kissed him on the lips, catching Preston by surprise. As she pulled back she said, “You’re a total cutie when you’re not stuttering like a scared rabbit.” Preston looked into her large brown eyes and his mouth disconnected from his brain, “T… t… thank…” Cammy sighed and rolled her eyes, “And there it goes again.” Preston watched as she gracefully spun on her heels and headed out of the room, “Later pledge!” “L… l… late…” But before he could get the word out she was gone. Preston gathered up the plate of heart shaped PB&J sandwiches and headed out to find Megan. After delivering the sandwiches Mia found him and gave him even more laundry to do after he dropped off the little blue vibrator to Kimberly, and Brooke demanded that he clean the bathrooms. After scrubbing the toilets he went back down to continue on the laundry and began folding Mia, Tiffany, and Dan’s laundry. Bee came walking down the hallway with his arm around Violet’s waist and stopped as he saw Cammy standing outside of the laundry room peering in, “Hey Cam, what’s happening?” Cammy pointed in the doorway and remarked, “The little ones are so cute when they’re sleeping.” Bee and Violet both glanced around the corner to see Preston passed out cold in a chair leaning forward on the table, his head buried into one of Tiffany’s pleated skirts in between two piles of mostly folded laundry. Violet looked at Bee and asked, “Do you want me to wake him up and send him out to clean the pool?” Bee shook his head, went over and grabbed one of the sheets off the top of the pile and gently tucked it around the exhausted pledge. He then looked at Cammy and said, “When he wakes up let me know. Tell everyone I’m going to be sending him out on his first mission so he’s off limits until he gets done with that. Okay?” Cammy curtseyed perfectly as she said happily, “As your majesty wishes it shall be done!” “It’s good to be king,” Bee replied as he stole a quick kiss from Violet and then pulled her out of the room by her hand, giving Cammy a quick knuckle bump as he passed her.

It’s a classic, i contacted toby i hope he shows up and knows people still love his stuff.

The Rental - Hey, I Was Watching That! It was a late Saturday afternoon in early winter. The snow was falling pretty steadily outside, and I was glad to be holed up in my comfortable little house. With the weather outside, and being as cold as it was, it pretty much meant that I was stuck indoors. I had been flipping through the channels since mid morning, watching whatever caught my fancy, and was pretty glued to a show when Nikki walked out of the bedroom. Well, I guess it was Nikki that walked out of the bedroom, but it was also someone else… You see she had been body hopped earlier this morning by a guy around my age. He had come over wearing nothing but sweat pants, boots, and a parka, so I assumed he must have recently left his last mount. He said his name was Jackson. Well, I invited him in, and he immediately stripped off his coat and headed for Nikki, who was in the bathroom. I knew the drill, so I just waited outside the door, and I figured if she did get away from him I could grab her as she ran out the door. Most of the body hoppers that stopped by were pretty seasoned at mounting girls, but every now and then she would get the jump on one of them and bolt fast enough to get out of the room they where they would try and mount her. Then I would grab her, and hold her for a few seconds while they caught up. She would usually head to me for protection, and never understood why I would then call out where she was to the body hopper in our house. She always screamed, and begged me to let her go for the last few seconds as they were flowing into her. She always gave me the same fearful look, but I suppose every time she got mounted was like her first time, because she never remembered getting mounted at all. Well, this time she put up a bit of a struggle, but he won out over her quickly and as soon as he had mounted her gave me a wink, and then said he wanted to jump in the shower. I shrugged and headed back to kitchen and finished my breakfast. The new Nikki joined me a few minutes later, still dripping and completely naked and plopped down on a kitchen chair to eat some breakfast as well. After we finished she walked back into our bedroom, and started digging through all of her clothes. She told me she wanted to try on some outfits, and I stuck around for a while watching her undress and redress, but eventually I got board. I asked if she wanted to fuck for a bit, but she was too absorbed in looking at herself in the mirror in various clothes and poses, so I headed out to watch some TV. Well, like I said earlier, I was pretty much a couch potato until Nikki walked out of the bedroom. The hopper inside her had picked out one hell of an outfit from the piles and piles of clothing he had tried on. She was wearing one of my long sleeve T-shirts that had red skulls going down the sleeves and it stopped just above her hips. She was wearing a matching set of black boy short panties with the word “Danger” written across her ass and a tiny little skull and cross bones on the front. The hopper had even managed to find some black socks with some red trim so that those matched too. She strutted out into the middle of the room, and stood in front of the TV, kicking one leg out to the side, and thrusting her chest out to really show off her impressive curves. I looked her up and down, and then went back to the TV show, as I moved my head to the left. “So, whadda say? Wanna fuck?” She asked, slightly annoyed that I was still watching my show. “Uh, yeah, right after this show is done. It’s only got fifteen minutes left.” I replied to her as I moved more to the left. “What? After the show? I wanna fuck now!” She replied as she stamped her foot, making her titties jiggle just a little. “I wanted to fuck hours ago when you were trying shit on, but I didn’t throw a fit about it.” I replied calmly. “Fine. You mind if I watch too?” She asked as she put one finger to her lip, and gave me a perfect pout. “Be my guest,” I said as I patted the open spot on the couch next to me. “That’s ok, I’ll watch from here.” She said as she spun around, flipping her hair up. She then dropped to her knees, and put her hands up onto the small table the TV was sitting on. She pushed her knees apart until her legs were out at a ninety degree angle, and then bent over so her ass was pushed back, accentuating the word “Danger” written across her well formed butt cheeks. I could see were her little love mound was straining against the fabric. It only took a few moments before she was slowly moving her hips up and down and moaning in a seductive voice. As hard as I was trying to watch the show, my eyes kept wandering back to Nikki’s perfect little ass, presented for me in such a whorish manner. She knew it too, as she would occasionally look back at me and smile, then turn back to the TV and giggle. I was about to give in when she stood up, and asked me to really turn up the volume. “Ah, yeah, sure.” I replied, and pressed the volume up button on my remote control. “Keep going.” She said, as she walked over to one of our pedestal speakers that sat on the left side of the TV. I kept raising the volume, and she climbed right onto the speaker with the grace of a cat, and straddled it with both legs, setting her cloth covered pussy right on the heavily vibrating wood. She started to wiggle her hips again, but this time was humping the top of our speaker instead of the open air. Soon her hands were on the wall, and I could hear her panting and groaning as loud as the sounds coming out of the speaker. Every time there was a loud noise, gun blast, or explosion, Nikki felt it right through her most sensitive of places. Finally one particularly long explosion scene happened, and the next thing I knew she was calling out, “OH SHIT! OH SHIT YES! YES! AH SHIT!” and then she slumped against the wall, and started catching her breath. She turned around on the speaker, and slowly lifter her shirt, exposing the bottoms of her jugs, and smiled at me. She spread her legs, and I could almost make out the wet spot in her black panties. The credits started to roll by on the screen and she asked me, “So, how was the show? Are you ready yet?” I swallowed hard before saying, “I, uh… I didn’t see much.” “Oh, that’s a shame. I know you wanted to finish seeing that show.” She said as she slid off the speaker and let her shirt fall back down, covering her breasts. “Hey, I was watching that!” I replied as pointed to her tits, and jumped up off the couch and started moving towards her. She let out a squeal, and ran for the bedroom as I quickly followed after her. I was rested up enough from all day on the couch. I needed some Nikki time, now.

Loss of Control - Chapter 2 I stopped the shower and dried myself off, only instead of keeping the towel, I just dropped it on the floor and walked naked back to Tyler’s room where I had a small bag packed for the weekend. I lived in an apartment closer to campus with three other girls, so when I visited Tyler, I usually just brought a change of clothes for the weekend, or some cute undies if Tyler was being good and I thought I should give him a treat. I knelt naked in front of the bag, and pulled out a pair of bikini brief panties, a bra, another pair of jeans, and a plain white girl’s tee shirt. Tyler walked in and saw me kneeling there holding all of my clothes in a pile. “Nice,” He said, not completely unlike a caveman admiring his next meal. Instead of replying to him as I would have liked to, mainly by jumping up and punching his face, I instead stood up and posed for him a few times. I once again tried to move my body so that I could maybe cover something, but my arms and legs ignored their real owner. Then I suddenly started pulling on my panties. Finally. After that came my jeans. Adrian was struggling to get my tight jeans up over my wide hips, but with a few hops he finally managed. Of course Tyler stood there watching my boobs bounce as I squeezed myself into my jeans. Right then and there I made an oath to never let him see me dress ever again. After that I picked up my bra and looked at it with a confused look. “How the fuck am I going to get this thing on?” I asked Tyler. He just shrugged at me, and I put my arms through the arm holes and began attempting to hook the bra strap together behind my back. Even with my flexible arms and nimble fingers Adrian was struggling with my bra. “Can you give me a hand here?” I asked Tyler as I spun my back to him. “The bra has you beat, huh?” He chuckled as I felt his hands began to work with the bra behind my back. “Yeah, I don’t know how chicks do this every day.” I replied to him. Easy, be smarter than the bra you retards. Put it on backwards and inside out, clip it, then spin it around and flip it up. This is just another example of how stupid men are. I thought to myself as I pulled my tee shirt over my head. “Ok, let’s grab my purse and do some shopping.” I said with a smile to Tyler. Wait. What? “Wait, what?” Tyler asked, mirroring my own thoughts. “Think about it. Have you ever seen something in the store you wanted Erika to try on, but she thought it was too slutty? Well not today. Or have you ever been shopping with her for shoes all day long, where she wants your opinion, and then when you get to the bikinis or lingerie she makes you wait outside? Not today my friend! And we have to stop at a porn shop. I want to get a vibrator. I have to try one before I’m done here.” I told Tyler. No. NO. NO! I thought louder and louder, trying to scream at myself and hoping it would make him stop. “Sweet.” Tyler replied. That was all my boyfriend said. That’s it. Sweet. Sweet? I’ll show him sweet when Adrian is out of my body. He’ll get FAR more then SWEET! Well, Adrian grabbed my purse and Tyler got the car and before long I was walking through the mall, arm and arm with my boyfriend. If anyone who knew me saw me, they’d think I was just out for a morning stroll at the mall with my boyfriend. I even had a glowing smile on my face as we walked the hallways. “What about this one?” Tyler asked as he pointed to a shop that had mannequins standing in the window wearing short skirts and tight vests. “Eh, not short enough. I want something that will let my ass cheeks hang out.” I replied. Oh my god. I just said that in PUBLIC. People think that was ME. I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill him with a dull spoon as slowly as possible. We continued down until we came to a lingerie shop. Suddenly I tugged on Tyler’s arm, and pulled him into the shop. I normally save thongs for dress pants where I don’t want panty lines. Not Adrian. He seemed to love them. He grabbed about a dozen of them and headed for the changing room. I stood there as I watched him rip my pants off and try thong after thong. Occasionally Tyler would toss another pair over the door for me to try on. I would pull them on and then open the door. I would model them for him, turning this way and that, bending over, spreading my legs shoulder width apart. The boys were definitely having fun with me here. Finally it was time to check out. I wanted to blush so badly at the register as the lady rang up all my purchases. The boys had picked out ten different pieces of lingerie for me, and not one of them was decent. Hell, one was even crotchless. The lady gave me a look out of the corner of my eye as she scanned that one, and in response Adrian made me smile and reply, “Tyler just loves to bang me from behind while I’m wearing those.” The sales lady didn’t even bat an eye about the fact that I had gotten all front clasp bras. That was the least odd thing that I had picked out in this store. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. But my body just kept standing there and smiling with one leg crooked to the side. Finally it came time to pay, and Adrian pulled my credit card out of my purse! He was ruining me, and he was going to make me pay for it myself! He handed it to the girl, who scanned it, and then handed me a piece of paper to sign. After I signed it she looked at it. It looked nothing like my signature, but she didn’t care. “Thanks!” She said in a fake-happy high pitch tone, and with that Tyler and I started to walk out of the store. He had a big shit eating grin on his face that I wanted to wipe off with my fist, but I couldn’t. In fact, I had a grin on my face that was every bit as big. Next we found a store full of tiny skirts and smaller shirts. Adrian once again wandered around the store with my body under his full control and picked every slutty piece of clothing he could find. He then headed to the changing room with me, and didn’t come out until he had me in a pink silk thong that he had picked out in the previous store, a stretchy black micro skirt that barely covered my ass cheeks and a midriff baring white tank top over a pink push up bra that matched the thong. As I stood there in front of the mirrors I could plainly see the pink bra through the thin shirt. I was mortified. I looked like a complete slut. “Hey look what I found!” Tyler said as he came around the corner holding a box. I opened up the box and I could feel Adrian pulling my face into a grin as I mentally pleaded with him to stop. “I even know her size because she drags me shoe shopping all the fricken time.” Tyler said in a mock-exhausted tone. You said you liked to spend time with me, jerkface. I thought mentally, but it did no good. I sat down on a small stool in the changing room with my legs spread wide as I yanked on the knee high black leather boots with a four inch stiletto heel. I had some trouble standing back up, but this time Tyler rushed to my side. What a gentleman, helping his body-stolen hooker-look-a-like girlfriend to her feet. Men. I turned this way and that, inspecting myself in the three mirrors that were opposite me on the wall. I grabbed my breasts and roughly shook them, then turned and stared at my backside. I shifted my weight back and forth on my legs a few times, apparently watching how it made my toned legs and ass move. “I am one sexy bitch.” I said out loud. “Hell yes you are.” Tyler replied to me. Ugh. I said mentally in my head. “Let’s go find another outfit, you can pick it this time,” I told my boyfriend. He nodded and I followed him out of the changing area with all my bags in my hands. We paid for my latest purchases and headed out to find another store. Well, I should say I paid for my new purchases with another hit on my credit card. I no longer wanted to kill Adrian with a dull weapon. I now wanted to burn him alive, starting with his dick. Adrian was having a small amount of difficulty walking in the large heels, and with his hard steps he was making my boobs jiggle so much I could actually feel people staring at me. I could also feel the micro skirt slowly working its way up as my legs scissored back and forth. I wanted to tug it down, but I knew any attempt I made to move my body was completely futile. I was stuck as a passenger, and Adrian was firmly behind the steering wheel, and to make matters worse, the tiny patch of smooth silk between my legs was starting to heat up my pussy. We headed into another shop and true to male form, the outfit my charming boyfriend picked out for me to wear was a naughty school girl’s uniform. What is it with men and school girls? I could slap Britney Spears for putting that in her music videos and adding fuel to the fire. I mean, are all men secretly pedophiles? They not only want women to scoot around in demeaning high heels, but do it while dressed up as school girls with shaved pussies? Am I the only one that has a problem with this? As I was busy thinking that all men were scum I found myself teetering on my heels on the way up to pay for the school girl uniform. As I got to the counter I saw the check out girl standing there in a black version of the uniform Adrian and Tyler were buying for me. She had piercings everywhere, at least three tattoos that I could see, and a bored look on her face. Her hair was jet black and pulled back in two pigtails, and she was wearing way too much black make up for my tastes. “Nice choice. I like it better in black though.” The girl said to me. As if I would ever be caught dead in this uniform once I’m back to being just me. I thought in response. I couldn’t believe she didn’t mind just standing there in that uniform while boys looked at her like a piece of meat. But of course, Adrian had a different response, and it came out my mouth, “Yeah, I’d totally get the black one, but my boyfriend likes this one better. And if I get this one, it will only be on for a few moments anyway. That’s a great nose piercing. Where did you get it?” “Down at the Piercing Palace. It’s in the middle of the mall, past the food court, you can’t miss it.” She replied as she scanned my purchases and took my still smoking credit card from my outstretched hand. “Will they do piercings anywhere on the body?” I asked her sweetly. I went cold with terror on the inside. Piercing! NO! After signing again for my purchases with the world’s sloppiest penmanship, I took my new bag containing my new school girl outfit and started walking out of the store. Adrian was quickly learning how to walk in heels, which meant he may be a touch smarter than I usually give him credit for. I, or I should say Adrian, then noticed that Tyler was not by my side. I looked back to see him still gawking at the goth check out girl. Even with the slut girlfriend of his dreams, he is still busy checking out other girls. Men. “Dude.” I said plainly and held out my hands. That snapped him out of it, and he rushed to catch up with me. We continued walking through the mall and Tyler asked, “Are you really going to get a piercing?” “I don’t think so. I bet it would hurt. I still feel everything that happens to her, remember?” I replied. Oh thank you. Thank you thank you thank you. I couldn’t believe I was actually mentally sending out thanks to Adrian for not making me get a piercing. “Damn. It’d be hot to get Erika’s nipples pierced.” Tyler said with a chuckle, and my body laughed in return. Adrian dies by fire to the testicles. Tyler dies by being the first person chopped to death with a finger nail clipper. I thought to myself. “What do you want to do now?” I asked Tyler sweetly. That made me worry. “I dunno, you?” He replied. “Sex. I’m way fucking horny after walking around in this stuff all day. I get to see everything, like the ultimate peeping tom, but I also get to feel everything too. This little silky thong is drenched.” I told my boyfriend loud enough that I think a few other people heard that last part. Yup, right in front of me an older couple turned to stare… I’m so embarrassed. “Ok, let’s head for the car, and we’ll go back home.” Tyler said as he pulled the keys out of his pocket. “I can’t wait that long. Let’s find an empty hallway.” I replied as calmly as if I were talking about the weather. Tyler shrugged and pointed to a side hallway that was used as an emergency exit while I mentally attempted to stop my body. It was like pushing against a freight train, but I just had to try. I kept mentally trying to stop or slow my body down, but it didn’t seem to be having any effect as I continued my walk to the empty hallway. Adrian was swaying my hips and the outfit I was in was definitely having an effect on Tyler. I made quick glances left and right as we ducked into the hallway and walked back to a zig in the walls that gave us a very tiny amount of shelter from prying eyes. It was probably originally put in for vending machines, but due to the lack of foot traffic, they were taken out. I turned and pushed Tyler into the small area and up against the wall as I dropped my shopping bags at my heeled feet. I traced one hand down the front of his shirt and grabbed his belt. I quickly undid it, and then dropped to my knees and looked up at his face. I could feel Adrian making my face into a pout, and I slowly pulled down on the zipper of Tyler’s jeans, then said, “Can Mister Pecker come out and play? I haven’t seen him in so long.” I said in a voice that I would normally never use. I did not beg for cock. Cock begged for me. Tyler’s dick was straining against his boxers, ready to be let out. Instead of undoing anymore of his clothes, I just reached in and pulled his dick out of his boxers and his fly and then got back up to my feet. “You want some of this?” I asked as I slowly spun around in front of Tyler, my hands running up the sides of my body from my thighs to my waist, up over my breasts, past my neck, and through my hair. I then struck a naughty little pose in front of him. “Hell yes.” Tyler replied breathlessly as he drank in my body with his eyes. From the look of utter lust in his eyes I actually thought for a second that I must look pretty damn good. Then I was quickly snapped back into the reality of the situation. I was hot, but a slut hot. I reached down and simply tugged my skirt up around my waist. The stretchy material collected there like a thick belt. I looked down at the pink triangle of material covering my little pussy and used my thin graceful fingers to pull it down about six inches and let it sit there between my thighs. “Let’s get you inside me then,” I said and turned around so that I was facing the opposite wall. I then bent over at my waist and took two unsteady and tiny steps backward until I felt the head of Tyler’s fully extended dick touch my inner thighs. I felt his hands grasp at my thin waist and help position my body as he lined his dick up with the sopping hole between my legs. “Oooooooh,” I groaned as I felt the head of his prick spread my self-lubricated pussy lips apart. I felt the ridge on the head of his dick enter me, and despite the situation, I enjoyed it. I do enjoy sex, don’t get me wrong, just not like this. Tyler used a few pumps to get his shaft lubed up with my juices, and then he picked up the pace. I was using my knees and pivoting my hips in time with Tyler’s thrusts up inside of me. I started to grasp at my own breasts as we continued to fuck in the side hallway of the mall. As the pace continued I would occasionally let out a small gasp or moan as Tyler filled my cunt with his sausage. Adrian was moving my head around like a bobble head doll and it was starting to annoy me. My eyes would close so that he could concentrate on the feeling of Tyler fucking me, and when he wasn’t doing that he was looking back over my shoulder, or staring at my boobs, which was stupid because they were hanging on my chest. There was no reason to check them out, they would always be there. I was worried someone would see or hear us. Adrian, using my voice, was starting to let out groans that were getting louder and he was leaning forward enough that my head and shoulders were out past the corner of our little secluded sexing area. And then, just like I feared, I heard a voice from down the hallway. “What’s going on down there? Oh my god is someone doing it down there?” I heard a strangely familiar voice. I started to giggle, and pressed back harder against Tyler, which he mistakenly took as me wanting to be fucked harder, and really started railing into me. To my horror, instead of leaning up and back against Tyler, I let out an even louder and more impassioned moan, “OOOOOoooooooohhhhh yes.” Of course. It’s not like Adrian was getting caught, I was. I could tell from the smile on my face that he was enjoying every moment of my public escapade. I wanted to run. I wanted to escape. I wanted to melt into the floor to hide. I wanted to at least get Tyler’s dick out of me and stand up straight before someone caught us. But it was too late and about to get worse. “Oh my god is that you Erika?” Asked a feminine voice. I looked up and saw one of my roommates looking at me. I didn’t even stop riding Tyler’s cock. Adrian actually made me continue sliding up and down Tyler’s shaft for two more thrusts. I was right on the edge, and he wanted to make sure he got what he was trying for before he stopped. My pussy clenched as I felt tremors run through my body, up my back and out my legs, arms, and I could swear I even felt it through my hair. My face flushed in the afterglow of an orgasm. A horribly unwanted but exceptionally great orgasm. I had never felt anything like it before. “Oh my god it is you!” My roommate Becky said. My mouth opened to say something just as Tyler let out a small “unfff,” and I felt him start to release inside of me. “Ooooh… Hi… I’m sorta… ooooh he’s… I’m in the middle… he’s still filling me… oooh that’s good.” I said as Tyler’s dick finally stopped leaping around inside of me while coating my womb with his thick and sticky cum. And then I slowly stood myself straight up and felt Tyler’s dick pull out of me with a quiet slurping sound. I looked up at the girls that had crashed my public sex session and smiled at them like I had just won the lottery. “Now that I can concentrate, where were we? Oh yeah, hi! How’s it going ladies?” I asked them as Adrian pretended to be me in front of my friends. “Not as well as you, apparently,” Becky said with a sly smile as she looked down at my glistening thighs and my silk thong, which Adrian still had not bothered to pull up. “I just can’t get enough of Tyler’s dick, you know that,” I said in a far to chipper voice as I tilted my head and sounded like a complete bimbo. “Oh, this must be Tyler. I’ve heard so much about you but never met you,” Becky said as she waved to Tyler, who was busy tucking himself back in and zipping up his fly. He held his hand out, but Becky shook her head no and made a grimace as she looked at his hands. “It’s nice to meet you.” Tyler said sheepishly. “Oh, and this is my friend Erin.” Becky said and motioned to the other girl that was openly gawking at me. “Uh… hi. Sorry we interrupted you.” She said in an amused tone. I wanted to rip the catty little grins off both of their faces and then use their mouthless bodies to beat Adrian and Tyler to death with, but unfortunately I could only simply watch, hear and feel what was happening to me. “Oh, it’s not a problem, but if you’ll excuse us, we have to get going. There is an adult toy store that I want to hit up before it closes and it’s all the way on the far side of town.” I told my roommate and her friend. I then pulled the tiny pink silk thong up my shiny thighs and over my cum leaking slit as the two girls and Tyler stood there watching me, then adjusted my barely decent skirt back down over my ass cheeks and pussy. It didn’t even come close to covering my shiny thighs. I smiled, waved and blew the girls a kiss as I started to walk off, shaking my hips unnecessarily as I went back down the hallway. Tyler quickly caught up with me. I could hear the girls giggling and talking behind me as I continued my march away from them. I couldn’t believe that just happened. I wished it didn’t. This had to all be some horrible dream that I will wake up from soon. Some nightmare induced from too much vodka and bad frozen pepperoni pizza. Yeah, that’s it. I’m going to wake up soon and be cuddled up next to Tyler in his bed and I’ll be able to tell him about this absolutely crazy dream that I had. “That was amazing, dude. Best sex I’ve had in a while.” Tyler told me… or did he tell Adrian? “Yeah, it felt pretty good from my side too,” I replied to him… or at least my body did. “Are we really going to the porn shop?” Tyler asked with hopeful curiosity. “Oh yeah man. I want to see how big of a rubber cock I can shove up this little snatch while it’s mine.” I told him and then let out a small girly giggle afterwards as if that would make my comment more ladylike and less like an absolute slut. “Only if I get to take pictures.” Tyler replied and made a motion with his hand like he was working a camera. “Oh you know it.” I replied, then reached up and gave both of my nipples a hard painful pinch through my shirt and bra. Ouch! Oh shit. I pinched myself and I’m not waking up. This isn’t a dream. I really have to stop this somehow, I thought as my body walked out of the mall carrying my new slut clothes on my way to buy a huge dildo after fucking my boyfriend in public. Ugh.

Gambling Problems - Chapter 4 As I drove home my mode darkened. I was sore and would probably be pissing blood for the next several days from the beatings my kidneys took from Victor and his goons. I looked over at the bags of chips on the passenger seat of the small rental car and slammed my hand into the steering wheel. On the second hit I missed my mark and my pinky finger took the brunt of the force. I yelped in pain and quickly brought my hand to my mouth, sucking gently on my latest injury. I got a slightly sadistic smile on my face as I realized I looked like I was the loosing end of a barroom brawl. I was on my way back to the house after stopping to pay victor and then grabbing some chips and beer for my possessed wife. I had given Victor all the money I had managed to scrounge up, but he was unimpressed. He asked about my black eye, and when I told him that Frankie had given it to me from inside my wife’s body he began to laugh at me so hard we couldn’t continue the conversation. I asked Victor if the money I had brought him was enough to get Frankie out of Angie’s body, and he became very upset. He was worried that I was going to skip town with Angie if Frankie left her body. I promised him I wouldn’t and then he asked me when I was going to bring him the rest of the money. I told him I didn’t know, and that’s when things went down hill. His goons grabbed me, and stood me up against the wall in his office while holding my arms behind me. Victor slowly walked over and told me I had until the end of the week to get him the money, and when I reminded him that Frankie had called and gotten me more time he began to punch me in the stomach and sides. I begged him to stop, and when he finally did, he asked me again when he would get his money. I again told him I didn’t know. He snapped his fingers, and then his goons began to hit me. By the time they were done, I was coughing up blood and I thought my nose was broken. I promised him I’d get him the money as fast as I could, and begged him for more time. He then smiled at me and said I could take an extra week, but the debt just went back up twenty percent. My jaw dropped open, but I knew better then to say anything as my guts were still freshly beaten from the last time I had tried to say anything. I simply nodded, and he had his goons stand me up, and then throw me out of his office. They obviously enjoyed their job, because they not only carried me out of his office, but they tossed me out onto the street as well. So there I was, driving back to my home after stopping for chips and beer at the supermarket. As I pulled onto my street, I grimaced. There were four other cars taking up the entire drive way leading to my house. I dropped my forehead into my steering wheel and closed my eyes. I squeezed them together as tightly as I could, until I saw white and black lines and a few stars swimming in my vision. I was hoping desperately that when I opened them again, the cars would be all gone, that my wife would be standing in the doorway waiting to greet me, and that she wouldn’t have some stranger directing her actions. Unfortunately when I looked up, what I saw were four cars taking up my entire driveway. I knew that inside the house Frankie was hosting a card game for all his friends, and from the looks of their cars, they were all people that I would normally never associate with. I knew that he was hanging out and having a good time with my wife’s body while I was busy getting the shit beat out of me, and then stopping to get snacks for him on the way home. I felt the anger rising and my blood pressure sky rocketing. I clenched my hands into fists and held them up in the air, and realized I wasn’t angry about Frankie. I wasn’t even angry at Victor. I was angry at myself for getting Angie into this situation, and the fact that I couldn’t do anything to get her out of it. I reached over and grabbed the chips and the beer, and started my walk up to the house. Keeping Frankie and Victor happy seemed like my only option right now. I opened the door to cigar smoke and the smell of cheap booze. My wife suddenly came running in the living room from the kitchen and smiled at me. From the happy look on her face, for just a moment I almost thought that it was the real Angie, but then I looked away from her face. She was wearing almost nothing. A thin white halter top that was basically see through, with a matching skirt so short that it didn’t really matter it was see through, as it hid nothing. She had a small black tie, which wasn’t so much a tie, but more an accent for her tits. She also wore a tiny white thong, which was clearly visible under her almost completely transparent skirt, and some thigh high white stocking that hid more skin then the rest of her outfit combined. She was strapped into some four inch black high heeled shoes that helped to shape her long toned legs and make them look even better in the white stockings. “About time you got here, we had no chips and already drank all the beer dry that you had in the house,” She said to me as she eyed up what I was carrying, then looked up at my face and her eyes went wide, “Jeez, what the hell happened to you? Don’t tell me you talked back to Victor? You never do that! You hand him the money, and tell him that you’ll get the rest as soon as you can.” “Yeah, that’s information that I could have used before I left.” I said wearily. “Well, I didn’t think you were stupid. Now I know better, and I’ll try and warn you before you do something dumb from now on. C’mon, grab a beer and sit down, it’ll take your mind off things.” Angie said to me. I handed her the chips and the case of beer, and shook my head as I said, “No, I’m just gonna clean myself up and head to bed. Sorry I don’t think I can watch my wife parade around other men wearing that.” “You like it? I picked it up special to make sure the people with dicks that I’m playing against were hard and most of their blood was in the wrong head. It never hurts to have a plan.” She said as she spun, and modeled some poses for me in the slinky lingerie. She then reached down and picked up the bags and the case and started to carry them into the kitchen, but I could see she was struggling with the heavy box full of beer cans, so I took it back from her, and motioned for her to lead. She nodded and walked into the kitchen and up to the table, dropping the bags of snack chips to one side of a large pile of plastic chips in the center of the table. I could see the lecherous stares of the other men, as their eyes wandered over the near nude form of my wife. I set the case of beer down on the counter top, and was about to head to the bedroom when one of them slapped Angie on the ass and said, “You’re turn Frankie. You can sit that sweet little ass right down on my lap if you want. I’ll even unzip my fly fer ya!” Well, Angie went around to the empty chair on the far side of the table, thank god, and started to poke through her cards. She then said, “I’ll see your fifty bucks, and raise you a bra. That’s gotta be worth another hundred, I mean, look at this rack!” as she pushed her chest out and held up her hands under her breasts. “Naw, no way Frankie! Seventy five tops. We’ll go a hundred if you titty slap the winner’s face for a minute or two.” One of the guys said to Angie. “Deal,” she simply said, as she reached behind her back and undid a clasp before taking her top off and casually tossing it on top the chip pile. Well, shortly there after, the cards were all dropped on the table and one of Frankie’s companions won the hand. As promised, my wife got up, walked over to him, kneeled into his lap and leaned forward into his face, and shook her chest, bouncing her boobs all over his face for a solid thirty seconds. I could have sworn I even saw his tongue sticking out for a bit. Well, as much as I wanted, I couldn’t leave these guys alone with my wife. I didn’t know if I could keep Ang from doing anything to bad with her body, but I was sure as hell going to try. Angie walked back over to the counter and started handing out beers to all the men. She then grabbed a cigar and sat back down at her spot at the table for another hand. I leaned across the table and grabbed a hand full of snack chips as the man dealing the cards eyed me up like I was trying to steal his wallet. Angie looked at me oddly also, and gave me a questioning look. I shrugged my shoulders and replied to her look, “I’ve gotten a second wind. You mind if I play a few hands with you guys?” “Only if you can afford the buy in, bag-licker.” One of the guys said. “Oh, c’mon Jerry, don’t be that way.” Angie purred at him, and then said, “I’ll spot him. After all he is my husband.” That comment got a round of chuckles out of the men at the table while it made me cringe. I pulled over a chair and they made some room for me as Angie tossed me some of the plastic chips off her pile. She then said, “Reds are twenty five, blues are fifty, and whites are one hundred. Men’s clothing is worthless, and women’s clothing is decided as it comes off, but has to be agreed upon before it gets tossed on the table. Good luck.” We played hands of poker well into the night. I was pretty decent at poker, and most of the other guys were pretty drunk already when I showed up, so it was relatively easy to find their tells. I was soon up almost a grand, but it was frustrating watching Frankie slowly strip the clothing off my wife’s body for money. His skirt was worth three hundred, and came with a lap dance for the winner of the hand. I had a shit hand that particular round, and knew I couldn’t bluff my way through it, as they would expect that from me to protect my wife’s body, and then it would cost me both money and my wife giving some guy I didn’t know a lap dance. So I settled for just my wife’s body rubbed up against a stranger. It was difficult to just sit there while watching Angie rub herself around in a guy’s lap, especially while being heckled by all the guys there. The other part that made me grind my teeth together was listening to Frankie use Angie’s sweet voice in such a sultry manner as she moaned and giggled and chatted with the guy while she was helping him pitch a tent. Another hour or so went by, and as the men continued to get drunk, I continued to do better and better. I was up almost ten grand, and everyone decided to that they would only play one more hand. Partly because I was holding most of their money, and partly because they had drank all the beer and ate all the food, but mainly because I could see that they were all horny after watching Angie wander around almost naked, and I almost knew that Frankie, in her body was looking for sex just as much as any of them, maybe more even. One of the guys dealt the cards, and I didn’t have much of a hand, but I knew I had to stay in it until the end. He went around, and I read peoples faces as they discarded and picked up new cards. I put down three cards, and asked the dealer for three more. He nodded and flung them over to me. As I picked them up I looked around at my opponents and wondered how best to play my new cards. The dealer continued around the table giving people cards. I saw Angie smile as she picked up her replacement cards and tuck them into different spots. She had a pretty decent hand, as that was Frankie’s tell. I looked back at my hand as the first round of chips was tossed in. It was a big pot. The wagers started to come out, as people were raising left and right. I knew three of Angie’s friends had nothing in there hands and were bluffing, but one, the guy she had referred to as Jerry, definitely had something. His lower lip was twitching. Suddenly Angie stood up. She looked around the table, and hooked her thumbs under the waistband of her tiny thong. “Well, boys, what are these worth to you?” She asked as she wiggled her eyebrows, and then locked eyes with me. “I’ll give you two hundred.” On of the guys replied. “C’mon, I got three hundred for the skirt! This is bona fide grade A twat here. None of that fish left out in the sun for a day stank that you pecker heads usually screw and call it the best night of your life. I even shaved it up nice and pretty, with just a little patch of curlies above the slit like you pricks like. I’ve been on a slow roast since I slipped into this little outfit, too so no need for foreplay. I’m wet and ready!” Angie said as she talked about her pussy like it was something she was selling on a TV infomercial. “So we’re talking about fucking here, then, huh? How much fucking? Like a wham-bam, thank you ma’am? Or like, you’ll be screaming, ‘Oh Jerry, take me harder!’ all night long?” Jerry questioned my wife. “As long as you can get it up, I’ll give you a meat pocket to slip it in. You want me to moan like a whore, just call me Mona. You want me to be silent and take it doggy style, just call me Fido. Get it?” Angie asked him. Jerry nodded and said, “eh, that’s worth about seven hundred.” “That’s worth at least five grand.” I said out loud as I started to count my white chips. “What the hell are you talking about, bag licker?” Jerry asked me. “I’m just saying, I’ve had those legs wrapped around me before. I’ve blown my load in that pussy. It’s worth way more then you guys are giving Frankie.” I said as I stacked up a pile of my poker chips. “Bullshit asshole, no pussy is worth five kay.” Another guy said as he leaned back in his chair. “Oh hers is. I’ll give her five grand right now to keep her panties on, and you guys out of them.” I said as I looked up at Angie. “You know what, he’s right! I am always selling myself cheap in these bitches for you guys. You don’t have to worry about shit. I let you guys get off on ‘em how ever you want, and as many times as you want, and you never have to worry about ‘em coming back and asking for child support or nothing! Fuck, sometimes you guys even want anal! I need at least three kay for the panties and the sex, or I’m keeping ‘em on tonight.” She said as she sat down and crossed her legs. I got death stares from all the guys at the table, but fortunately it so far had kept my wife from getting plowed by these derelicts. Three of the guys slowly pushed there chairs back from the table as they grumbled about “Frankie’s new golden pussy being to rich for their tastes,” and tossed there cards in the middle of the table. It was just Jerry, who was scratching at the stubble on his chin thinking about it, Ang who was sitting relined with her legs crossed and a small smile on her face, and me still at the table. I could see the wheels turning in Jerry’s head and he finally spoke up, “Fine three kay, but I wanna fuck ya in her bed. And you make breakfast the next morning like a real grateful bitch.” “Ha, you’ll be too tired to wake up before noon from all the fuckin’ we’re gonna do.” Angie replied to him as she stood up and slid her panties off, and dropped them on the table. Well, Jerry tossed a whole pile of poker chips in the middle of the table to cover the three thousand dollars the panties represented and then looked at me, “Whadda think of that nut sack? I’m gonna enjoy blowing my load all over your wife’s face and then your pillow.” I, in response, simply pushed all of my poker chips into the middle of the table. All ten thousand, give or take a couple hundred. If he was going to beat me, it was going to cost him. I looked at his face as he made a grimace. I looked at Angie to see an amused smile on her face. She also pushed all the chips in front of her into the center of the kitchen table, and then asked me, “This little bitch means that much to you huh?” I didn’t reply, and instead looked back to Jerry, who was still looking at the pile of poker chips in the center of the table. His other friends around the table were calling him a pussy, and telling him to get in there, and he looked down at his pile of chips. It was Angie; however that finally got him to toss his chips in when she licked her fingers, and then lightly ran them down her entire body and hid one of them in her tight little pussy, moaning as it disappeared in between her lower set of lips. The three guys watching held there hands up in victory and let out cheers, and Jerry must have decided he needed to try and get that pussy for a night. Well he as soon as he pushed his cards all in, he flipped his hand over and said, “HA! Full house, eights over deuces. Spread those legs, bitch.” Jerry said triumphantly. “I’m not spreading anything for you, needle dick! I’ve got my own full house. Jacks over Aces.” Angie replied as she flipped her cards over as well, and then looked to me. “You got what it takes, tiger?” She asked as she smiled and caressed her naked breasts. “Well, I don’t know if the nine of clubs is much, but I’m pretty sure the four matching queens means that I not only win the money, but I also get my wife any way I want her tonight.” I said as I flipped over my hand. “You cheatin’ fucks! You were in this together! I want my money back!” Jerry called out as he stood up and pointed fingers at both me and Angie. I wasn’t up for another beating tonight, but luckily Frankie’s other friends stood up for him, “C’mon Jerry, you know that I dealt the cards.” One guy said, as another made the comment, “Frankie’s never been a cheat. And we don’t wanna piss him off, ‘cause we got a good thing going with him and the girls, so shut up before we beat yer ass.” Well, that seemed to calm Jerry down, and soon Angie was walking the men to the door. She stopped at a small box on a table by the door and opened it up, pulling some cash out and paying the three guys who still had some poker chips left. She then smiled and waved as they walked out the door and said, “Maybe next time you’ll get to sample some of this bitch, guys! I’ll call ya!” She closed the door and slowly turned to look at me. She then handed me a pile of cash. There had to be at least thirty two thousand dollars in the stack. She winked and said, “To the winner go the spoils, champ. You never told me you were a card shark. Not surprising. What is surprising is how Victor took you for so much money. You’re pretty good.” “Eh, always someone better. I learned that the hard way. I was kinda motivated tonight, though. I had to save my wife’s ass, so it meant more then money.” I told her. “Speaking of ass, how do you want me? I can be a complete little whore, like I said, or I could even pretend to be sweet little Angie for you.” She said as she wrapped her arms around my neck. “Well, first you need to go brush your teeth, because your cigar breath is going to suffocate me, and then, to be honest, I’d like to try everything from whore to angel, and maybe make a few stops in between.” I told her, and grabbed a fist full of her butt cheeks. “Holy shit, look at you. Finally starting to enjoy this, I see.” She said to me after she got over the shock of my hand on her ass. “I’ve had a rough day. I need to unwind, or it’ll kill me. Plus, after I drop this money off with Victor tomorrow, it may be enough to have him call you back out of Angie, so if we only have one night left, I might as well show you why she married me.” I said as I looked down at my wife’s beautiful face, and almost completely naked body. Angie turned and trotted over to the stairs, and I watched her hips sway back and forth as she went up them and out of sight heading to the bathroom. I suddenly realized I liked the sight of her in just black high heels and white stockings, and nothing else. As soon as I heard the water start running, I started to look for a place to hide the money for the night. It wasn’t that I didn’t trust Angie, I mean Frankie, it was just that I didn’t want to take any chances as I might be able to get the real Angie back soon. Once I dropped the money in an old cookie jar, I grabbed the small white thong off the table and while swinging it around one finger like a trophy, I smiled as I ascended the stairs and planned on taking my wife in all the dirty little ways a proper couple never get to have sex.

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.