New Beginnings By Mocs

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New Beginnings - Chapter 1

Author - Mocs

Josh stood on the street corner alone and dejected, as another miserable night reached another uneventful and lonely conclusion. Making his way home through the truss and turmoil of turgid large crowds, he fought his way along the streets to reach his modest home. Contemplating what he needed to change in his life, his mind kept coming back to one thing; he wanted someone to be with. Josh didn’t consider himself an ugly man in either appearance or personality, but he couldn’t seem to find someone. Maybe he just wasn’t looking in the right place, or maybe he wasn’t forceful enough.

Josh was brought out of his brooding as he rounded the corner right before his apartment. The streets were dreary, fitting his mood perfectly. The neighborhood bore marks of age and wear. Josh made his way through the small traps of puddles that sat in the sidewalk from rain days past though some of holes were still calf height in depth.

Josh looked up at the imposing building that he lived in. He wasn’t sure how tall it was exactly but it was at least thirty stories. As he opened the door he noticed a young woman coming out of the building at the same time and he held the door for her as she brushed past without giving thanks or even acknowledgement.

As the woman walked away Josh decided that if she wasn’t going to at least say thanks, he would give her an evil stare as she trotted off. She was quite a good looking woman. She was apparently somewhere in her mid-twenties. She wore a white shirt with short blue sleeves that stopped well above covering her stomach, and unzipped just far enough to show the faintest amount of cleavage. Her hair was long and straight with part of it cascading down to her breasts, and the bulk of it gathered behind her neck. Her facial features were that of a Latin woman with full lips that glistened with pink lip gloss to complement her complexion. She wore jeans that were tight enough to make a man wonder how she got them on, but they displayed her legs and nice full rear end perfectly.

Josh was snapped out of his evaluation of this woman as she turned around and gave him a knowing stare, the kind that made it seem that the woman was aware of what he was doing behind her back. Being nonchalant as Josh could muster with his now broken confidence; he turned to go inside and nearly ran into someone else. Josh muttered some apologies without looking at the person and made his way up to his apartment.

The next few hours were fraught with danger, the danger of growing so bored that Josh thought his heart might quit. Routine was the way that Josh would describe this night. That was until he heard a knock at the door. Josh never had any visitors and anytime that he heard a knock at the door it frightened him, as he never knew when some thug might decide to break into his home and do god knows what.

As he rushed to the kitchen as silently as he could the unknown person knocked again. Josh grabbed the largest kitchen knife he had, and slid it behind his back. His gait changed due to the knife, but he made it to the door as the third knock was struck.

Peering through the peephole Josh’s breath caught in his throat as he saw the woman from earlier standing outside his door. She was staring up at the peephole as if she could see him.

A muffled, “Hello?” came through the door from the woman.

Josh opened the door, forgetting to take the chain off it, and causing it to rebound and crash closed. Taking a step back in alarm Josh scolded himself for his cowardice and undid the chain as he re-opened the door.

The woman stood there, dressed as she was before except without her glasses. She stood shorter than him and by his estimate she was about five foot six. He made sure to not allow his eyes to wander as he didn’t want to upset this woman while she was standing directly in front of him.

She gave him a slight smile as if she knew the restraint he was showing. She opened her mouth and said, “Hi, we bumped into each other earlier. I remembered it, and felt like I was terribly rude. I wanted to come up and say I was sorry.” She gave him what he assumed was her most winning smile.

Coming back to himself Josh replied, “Oh it was nothing. I don’t do that sort of thing for the thanks. I do it because it’s the right thing to do.” Sure he had felt a bit angry when she was so cold earlier, but he had only been looking for some sort of acknowledgement, even a quick glance would have been sufficient.

“Well”, she said with a small glimmer in her brown eyes, “Would you mind if I came in and we could become more acquainted with each other?” She put her hands behind her back and stretched in such a way that her bosom was thrust towards him, almost like she was trying to show off her cleavage.

Josh reined in his excitement, and started rationalizing what was going on here. Was this some sort of trap this woman was looking to spring upon him? What could she actually be planning, seeing as how she had only seen him for a few moments earlier today, and that meeting wasn’t exactly friendly? Although how bad could it be, no one had forced their way in and was trying to bash out his brains…

Josh moved aside and allowed her to come in as he suddenly remembered his manners and said, “My name is Josh, and what is yours?”

The woman strode into Josh’s apartment cocking her hips slightly with each stride as she glanced up at him and replied, “Kris is my name, pleasure to meet you Josh.”

She walked in a fashion that had sensuality to it. She went to his couch and plopped down kicking her feet up on the coffee table as she looked at Josh and asked, “Do you have any beer or anything with liquor in it?”

Josh did have beer, but this woman was being really forward with him. He usually drank to forget his pathetic life for a short while. He again wondered what the woman’s intentions were and decided to go along with it as he didn’t have anything else planned, and at least this was human contact.

Josh started towards the kitchen and said, “I have a few different beers, what would you prefer? I have Guinness, Newcastle, and some other assorted ones.”

Kris shrugged and left the decision to Josh. Getting a beer for himself and Kris, Josh sat down on the couch leaving ample space between him and Kris. Being too forward would probably kill any chance he had to get to know this woman better.

Josh turned on the TV and offered the remote to Kris, so that she could put on whatever she wanted to. She nodded and went through all the channels until happening upon a football game. Yet another peculiar trait of this woman, she was attractive and interested in sports Josh thought to himself.

As the football game went on Kris downed a lot of beer. Josh had gotten up several times to get more drinks and by his count she had drank at least nine or ten cans. Josh’s mind was slightly fuzzy because he had tried to keep up with her, but one thought stuck out. Shouldn’t this woman be worried about getting intoxicated at a stranger’s house? Wasn’t this the perfect mix to end up raped, or dead? But defying logic she sat there and seemed barely effected by the beer.

The night wore on as Josh and Kris watched TV and drank. Josh didn’t have to wake up early tomorrow as he was off, but he was feeling tired. Getting up and heading to the bedroom Josh said, “Feel free to sleep on the couch but I’m going to go to bed. If you need anything my bedroom is right here.”

Kris was engrossed in some action movie that she had just put on and nodded without breaking her attention.

Going to the bathroom Josh brushed his teeth and did all of his other nightly rituals to get ready for bed. Josh climbed into the bed and underneath the covers, his mind racing from the night’s events. It was a pleasant evening, but it felt more like one that was spent with a good friend than with a potential girlfriend or lover. Still he found drawn to Kris despite the fact that she was quite the unusual woman. Josh’s thoughts drifted as he yawned and snuggled into his blankets more deeply. Sleep was upon him in moments.

Josh was having a great dream about having sex with a non-descript woman, she whispering into his ear some incomprehensible gibber. Suddenly Josh was pulled out of his dream to a sharp pain, as his nipple was tweaked hard. His eyes shot open to find a dark silhouette above him, his body no longer covered by the blanket. Regaining his senses, he could feel his dick in something soft and wet. Josh looked down to as he felt and saw the shape bouncing up and down on his dick, and as his eyes adjusted to the dark and he could see a tiny amount better he could just make out Kris’ face.

As Kris rode him she bent down to kiss him on his lips and as she finished she bit his lower lip with a giggle and then bringing herself back erect. Kris started to gyrate her hips back and forth. While one hand alternated playing with one tit or the other the other hand massaged her clit. She arched her back and threw her head back with gritted teeth, and Josh could tell she just had an orgasm as his dick was squeezed by her pussy.

Josh had to concentrate hard to not cum and it was almost more than he could bear. Grabbing Kris’ hair by the back of her neck he pulled her down to him and said, “I’m about to cum.”

Kris worked more vigorously and whispered back, “Good, I want you to fill me up.” Hearing those words from her Josh grabbed her hips, using them as leverage to thrust deeper and harder. After mere moments, Josh felt a sudden release and his dick pulsated as it shot his seed deep into Kris. In response she squatted down hard so that he was completely buried inside her. They stayed in this position for several minutes, until Josh’s manhood went limp.

Unmounting him Kris reached over to his nightstand and took some tissue and wiped away the cum that dribbled from her pussy. She rolled away, with her ass facing Josh. Josh rolled next to her and put his arm around her, but she gently took his arm off and in a firm voice said that she wasn’t into cuddling. Josh rolled over and let his heart settle, and fell back into sleep.

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New Beginnings - Chapter 2

Josh groggily woke up with his chest feeling afire. He looked to the side where Kris had been sleeping to see that she was gone. He felt a pang of regret not having been able to see her, hopefully this wouldn’t be the last of her that he saw. As he kicked his legs over to get out of bed he let out a moan of pain as every inch of his body hurt, he must be getting sick.

Going into the bathroom Josh found a small piece of paper folded and left on the sink. Josh opened it and read. It was written in a girly, flowing hand.

Dear Josh,

Thank you for the beer and other stuff last night. I had to get going early this morning for some errands I had to run. I hope to see you again soon, but it probably won’t be for a couple weeks. You sounded like you were getting sick, we will have to talk about this when I see you again.

Sincerely, Ma (Josh noticed that part of the signature was crossed out) Kris

This letter was a great thing for Josh. Finally, he would have regular interaction with the opposite sex and Kris seemed like a good person. It was nice that Kris was concerned about him getting sick, although it was odd that she would want to speak to him about it.

Josh went about the rest of his day feeling almost unsubstantial, like he was only half there. He spent most of the day just doing normal things he enjoyed, watching tv, and playing games. Everything seems lighter like the world wasn’t as bad as it was yesterday. He enjoyed doing things again, rather than doing them just to escape from his life.

Josh went out later in the night to get some food. He decided he would treat himself and go pickup food from one of his favorite places. He went to an Indian restaurant just down the street. After making his way there and placing his order Josh sat in one of the chairs for those that were ordering take out. Fiddling around on his phone Josh looked up and he gasped as he saw Kris sitting enjoying dinner, with another man. Jealousy flared up immediately but he pushed it down, reasoning out that it could be a family member or someone else.

Josh stood up and walked over to her table and stood there patiently waiting for her male companion to finish speaking. She looked up and narrowed her eyes, “What do you want? Can I help you with something?” Josh was taken aback by how thick her accent was, it was nothing like the woman last night. This was more like a ghetto woman than the Kris he knew last night.

Josh stammered and said, “Oh h-h-hi Kris. It’s Josh from last night?”

As Josh spoke he knew that there was something direly wrong here, the woman looked up to him with confusion and small sparks of anger. “I’ve never met you in my life. I don’t know how you fucking know my name, but you better leave me alone.”

While Kris was going on a tirade her companion stood up, displaying a much better build than Josh himself possessed. Josh felt numb, rather than worrying about this he muttered his apologies and walked away. He walked past the cashier and out the door, his attention snapped back and the cashier chased him and handed him the food he had ordered. He gave a weak nod of thanks, and headed home.

Thoughts thundered through his head, as he tried to sort it all out. She had said she had a good time in her letter. She had also sounded far different. Maybe this woman was crazy? Could she have multiple personalities and just have been on one that liked loser men?

Josh decided to go back to his default state of existing of not enjoying much. He mechanically eat his dinner, barely tasting anything. He went through each routine until it was time for bed. He lay in bed for several hours, thoughts racing about the events of the past two days.

Waking up the next morning Josh’s numbness had subsided into a dull ache. He found that his sickness was mostly gone and he now just felt a bit sore like he had worked out the previous day. Josh readied himself for work, and was interrupted by a knock at the door.

Josh opened the door without bothering to look, maybe some tough would come in and bash his brains in for him. Greeting him at the door was Kris with an abashed looked on her face.

She made as if she was going to walk into his place, Josh stepped in front of her and blocked the way. She looked up at him, and saw the seething in his eyes the barely contained rage just beneath.

Backing up a step she took a deep breath and started to speak, but Josh cut her off like a knife cutting the air, “Listen, I don’t care what you do, but I don’t know why you involved me. Also I don’t have time for this, because I need to be to work in an hour.”

She gave him a stern look at said, “Listen god dammit, you-“

“No you listen, I don’t know what your game is but I’m not playing. Forget you know where I live and leave me alone.”

Kris seemed to be getting quite angry, her face turning red. She looked over Josh and said, “Fine, fuck you then. I’ll be back when I’ve cooled down a bit. But you really need to stop fucking interrupting people. Especially when they have your best interests at heart.”

Josh just stood there dumbstruck, her voice had lowered in pitch until the point that it was deeper than his own. It must have been a product of his imagination, because she said some other choice things and her voice sounded more like when she had dressed him down at the restaurant yesterday.

Josh went back inside his house closing the door behind him. He continued to get ready for work and thought over the past few run-ins he had with Kris. None of it would turn into a cohesive reason.

Snapping back to reality Josh continued to ready himself for work. The rest of the morning was uneventful as he dressed himself and then made his way to work. He dreaded going to work. Work gave him no satisfaction, but it was necessary to continue this existence as it was. Working as a cashier at a store was not something most people would consider fulfilling.

Josh’s day of work was filled with the same mindless work, and the same mindless people. His mind kept trailing off to the odd occurrences that he had with Kris. All the strange things that happened churned over and over again. How her personality seemed to flip on a dime.

A loud thump pulled Josh back to his work, he looked up and saw a burly man standing before him with an odd assortment of items. Josh had to suppress a laugh as he saw the items that the man was buying. A personal massager, some sex lubricant, a cucumber, and a box of condoms, Josh picked up the items one by one and scanned them.

“Hello Josh, how are you doing today?” the man asked in a familiar way.

Josh looked up quizzically at the man and said “I’m doing fine today sir, how are you?” Josh hesitated for a moment and asked, “Do I know you by chance?”

The man across from Josh smiled, and said, “No I don’t believe you do. I was looking at your nametag.” The man said nodding with his head to indicate.

Josh looked down his shirt to see the nametag pinned through his shirt, and inwardly chastised himself for his foolishness. Josh proceeded by telling the customer his total. The man used a credit card, and Josh had to validate the card versus his ID. Josh took the credit card and photo id in hand, and gave them back to the customer. Josh gave him a winning smile and said, “Thanks for your business Malcolm.”

Malcolm took his groceries in hand, nodding farewell to Josh as he exited. Josh’s day continued per normal for the rest of the day, flipping between working and trying to figure out what happened between him and Kris until his day was done and it was time to head home.

Josh went home, lounging around his house for a couple hours until he was interrupted by a knock at the door. Josh ran off to the kitchen to grab a knife and hid it behind his back. Looking through the peep hole he saw Kris standing there yet again, dressed whorish as per usual. Exhaling deeply, Josh tucked the knife in by the small of his back.

Unlocking and opening the door Josh was knocked back as the door violently flipped opened and struck him. Lying sprawled on the floor he lifted his head to see Kris, and a large older, burly man gripping the handle to his door. Josh blinked away tears from the impact hitting his head.

He rushed to scramble to his feet, but dazed as he was he wasn’t in time before a large shoe pressed firmly against his chest. He tried to yell but the pressure against his chest didn’t allow for enough air to enter his lungs.

The rough-looking man lean down and said, “Stop squirming and don’t yell and I’ll let you up.”

Looking over to Kris, Josh whispered, “What the hell are you doing here, are you going to rob me or something?”

Kris responded while Josh’s hand made it to the small of his back to grab the knife that was there. He didn’t listen to what Kris was saying; he was just trying to delay them. Josh whipped the knife out in a quick single thrust, faster and harder than he thought was possible. The knife struck out against the man’s ankle, scoring a solid hit.

The foot was off his chest immediately as the man cursed and jumped back from Josh. Kris’s expression seemed to darken, not betraying any sort of fear.

With an icy expression Kris said, “God dammit kid stop it now.” The voice boomed with authority and rang out in a tenor voice. Josh was startled by this, but kept the knife at hand ready to score another strike.

Kris turned to the man as he gritted his teeth in pain, and said, “Hey Dan, what size do you wear?”

The man turned back to her and said, “XL shirt, 36 inch pants, and 12 ½ shoes.”

Kris nodded and said, “Close enough, go ahead and close the door. We need to get this over with before someone gets hurt.” Kris said that last part glaring at Josh, as if it was him that would be the one inflicted with that hurt.

Josh looked down and saw a large pool of blood gather at Dan’s feet. Josh had done more damage than he had meant to, but with the way they entered they should have expected it. Josh looked to Dan’s face and saw it was going pale, probably due to the blood lose.

Josh made to move towards the phone, when Kris’s phone cracked again and said, “Sit down and watch, you fool. I’m sorry that we intruded the way we did, it probably wasn’t the best way to do this. But you WILL listen! Watch me.”

Turning Josh said, “Are we just going to let him die? I mean look at him he’s lost a lot of blood and is turning pale. We need to get some help in here.”

Kris’s mouth quirked into a mischievous grin, as she said, “He has the best help right here that he could hope for.” As she said that she sat on the couch, and began to experience seizures. She appeared to be perspiring a lot until Josh noticed that the droplets that exited her skin quickly gathered in a pool at her feet. Within about thirty seconds, Josh looked wide-eyed as Malcolm got up from a prone position on his floor, naked as any person could be.

Dan made it for Kris’s slumped form and began to liquefy, slowly at first but gaining more speed as her body absorbed all of him. Kris’s eyes snapped opened and she looked at Malcolm and then narrowed her gaze on Josh.

Malcolm busied himself with getting dressed while Kris said, “Get rid of that damned knife please! You’ve done enough damage for one night. I promise we won’t hurt you. You just happened to flare up Malcolm’s temper, and he tends to do stupid things when angry. Somehow I always seem to get pulled into those stupid things.” Kris said the last with a look of exasperation.

Numbly Josh made his way to the kitchen to dispose of the bloodied knife into the sink, and promptly passed out onto the floor.

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New Beginnings - Chapter 3

Josh woke up with a terrible pain in his head; he surveyed his surroundings to find that he was lying on the couch. He sat up, his head throbbing in protest as he did. He let out a groan as he made his way to a sitting position. He could hear things coming from the kitchen, it sounded like laughter and something sizzling on the stove.

Josh saw on the side table next to the couch there was a glass of water, and a few painkillers. He didn’t bother with the water and chewed the pills up and swallowed the foul tasting powder. Using the water he chased the vile taste down.

He unsteadily made his way to the kitchen where Kris, or at least her body and Malcolm sat talking. Malcolm said something Josh didn’t quite catch, and Kris began laughing wildly. Malcolm noticed Josh and smiled, motioning for him to come over.

“Hey kid I’m very sorry about the way things went. I should have approached you differently, but god damn you pissed me off last night. I settled down a bit when I tracked you down to that store today, but I figured me and Dan should put the fear of God into you. By the way, you may want to take it easy. You took quite the blow to the head, I’m surprised that there isn’t a piece of counter lodged in there with how hard you hit.” Malcolm said as he proffered a seat to Josh.

Josh more fell than sat into his seat. He reached a hand up to where his head had hit, there was a bandage over the wound, and he gently probed it and was rewarded with an instant flaring of pain. Removing his hand from the side of his head his nose picked out what smelled like cooking meat, and looked over to see burgers cooking on a griddle over the stove. Ha Josh thought to himself, his parents had given him that griddle several years ago and it had never been used.

Looking back at Malcolm, and then back to Kris he said, “What the fuck?”

Malcolm and Kris exchanged looks, and began to laugh uproariously. Kris wiped tears from her eyes and said, “Listen we’re known as what people call hoppers. We can do as you’ve seen; we force ourselves into other people’s bodies. But there is more to it than that. While in another form we’re given certain abilities. Such as the ability to heal faster, which is why Malcolm vacated Kris here and I entered. There’s too much to go over, beyond the basics. If you’re badly hurt, hop someone if you can and you’ll be fully healed up in a couple days. You retain your full strength while hopped, so for instance I could benchpress about 450 with these dainty arms” Kris flexed her biceps, it looked ridiculous.

Josh had a concerned cast to his face and asked, “Okay, but what does this have to do with me? You guys seem nice and all but why are you talking to me?”

Malcolm responded to Josh’s question, “Well Josh…one of our powers happens to help us determine other people that may have this gift. It is standard hopper practice to turn anyone that we find with this trait, and it happens that I found you. I should have explained this to you the first night that we were together, but I got called in for something that had to be taken care of immediately.”

Kris continued and said, “We are very few in number Josh, so whenever we can recruit into our ranks we must. Please ask us any questions that you have”

Josh felt dumbfounded and angry, and a large assortment of other emotions that he couldn’t verbalize at this moment. One question came to mind, “Why me? You must be mistaken there is nothing special about me.”

Kris looked on him with a pitying stare, “Aww kid, of course there is! Our ability is never wrong in this regards. Here is the bit of proof that will show it to you. The day after you were with Kris, with Malcolm driving of course, I’m guessing that you were terribly sick for about a day.”

Josh nodded remembering that damn terrible flu.

Kris continued, “Well that’s called hopper sickness, it happens to all new hoppers and it kicks your ass. In fact I’ve known some initiates that have died from it. Normally we stay with that person after we initiate them, to make sure they make it through. But in your case Malcolm had something very important to contend with, sadly to say more important than you.”

Kris’s last words stung a bit, but Josh tried to not let it show.

The sudden reality of the situation came rushing to Josh, “Wait if I’m one of you, does that mean I can do what you can? I can barely believe that you can do what you can, I can’t imagine me doing it as well.”

Malcolm stood up and started removing the food from the griddle, and plating it. Also he removed something from the oven that had the aroma of fries. Malcolm responded while working, “Yes you can, and I’ll make sure that either Dan or I are with you most of the time.”

Josh snickered and said, “Are you two going to come to work with me? That’s where a large portion of my time is spent.”

Kris grinned at Josh and said, “Well no, but the good news is that you don’t have to work anymore. You can pretty much live off the land if you want. In fact since you’re a hopper now, you can work for us. We’re a small community but we are able to provide services with our abilities. The work includes anything, from companions to the wealthy, to spying. All depending on what strengths and abilities you show. For instance I happen to be strong and resilient so I’m usually doing escort duties. Where Malcolm is talented in other ways.”

Malcolm cut in gently, “Ways that will not be disclosed here.”

Kris looked at Malcolm and hurriedly said, “Of course.”

Josh and the two other men, one who happened to be down to his every detail physically a woman at this point ate the meal prepared. They didn’t discuss any more hopper related things, but instead talked normal guy things like sports.

Winding down that evening Kris and Malcolm made their way to the door to leave. Josh was surprised when he felt a pang of regret for their leaving, he was so unused to company. Malcolm looked at Josh and said, “I’ll be back tomorrow night, Dan will probably hang low in Kris’s body for few days to heal up. We’ll catch you later kid.”

They said their good byes and Josh closed the door behind them. Josh looked down and was pleasantly surprised to see that the blood that was there earlier had been clean up. Josh went to the bathroom and readied himself for bed. He removed the bandage from his fall earlier, and saw that the wound was a large gash, he would be surprised if the entire night hadn’t been a delusion from a severe concussion. Replacing the bandage Josh continued his routine and went to bed.

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New Beginnings - Chapter 4

Author - Mocs

The next morning Josh woke up to the sound of knocking at his door. Josh groggily got up and threw some clothes on quickly, and opened the door without looking out the peephole. Malcolm made his way in without waiting for Josh’s permission. Josh remembered that he had work today, but opted to just stop showing up, since he really didn’t care for the place and he had something better now.

They made with their greetings, and Malcolm went through the day’s plans. It was all pretty mundane stuff for the most part, just driving around picking up and dropping off things. Josh’s training would begin later that night.

Josh and Malcolm first went out and grabbed some breakfast, and Malcolm went over some of the dryer details of their work. Hoppers were often used to move illegal things around because they could take on a new identity each time they made a pick up or drop off. This all sounded slightly shady to Josh, but no shadier then using someone else’s body.

So they went through their day making small talk and went through a check list that Malcolm kept. It had the feel of a well-practiced routine for Malcolm. Malcolm would get out of the car, go to a building that was not the main objective and in doing so, get a ‘mount’ (as Malcolm called the hosts hoppers took.) Josh had seen Malcolm wear many faces today, young, old, black, Asian, white, only one thing was constant, they were all female.

“So is there a reason that you only hop chicks?” Josh said hesitantly.

Malcolm responded, “Well that’s the odd thing about hoppers. We pretty much all prefer mounting women. I’ve heard of hoppers going after men, but they’re rare.”

A question came immediately to Josh, “Are there female hoppers?”

Malcolm nodded slowing, “I’ve heard that there are, but I’ve never run into one.”

“Well kid I think we’re about done here. Are you ready to do some training?” Malcolm asked Josh.

Malcolm drove off towards a less savory part of town. Josh was unfamiliar with this area, but knew of it by reputation. Josh came to a sudden realization, “What are we doing here exactly?”

“Well it happens that there are plenty of courtesans, ladies of the night if you will. It happens that they are one of the easiest people to mount. Err well both figuratively and literally.” Malcolm said with a huge smile.

Josh felt a bit of trepidation, but figured that he wouldn’t argue with this man. Hey, riding around in a whore’s body might be a fun experience. In fact it was exciting in a way.

Malcolm pulled up to a parking spot and both he and Josh exited the car. Malcolm explained that they were going to walk from here, and then take whoever they found to a nearby hotel. Josh agreed with this plan and they made their way down the streets.

Josh didn’t notice anyone that might be a working lady at first, until he turned his first corner. The streets weren’t packed, but they certainly weren’t empty. He saw many different women, each of different age and attractiveness. None of which were in a category that could have been called young for at least two decades, and none that could have ever been called a beauty. They continued their search, ignoring solicitations for fallicio and other sexual acts.

It took nearly an hour of walking before they came upon a patch of attractive women, who didn’t look like life had exacted its toll from them many years ago. Malcolm hissed and drew Josh up short with an outstretched hand. Josh looked questioningly at him.

“That girl over there.” Malcolm gestured to a very pretty woman, who seemed almost out of place here. “She is something that you need to know about. About five years ago we had an associate named Ben. Ben was a pretty great guy, but he lacked restraint. Well so Ben hopped that chick over there, her name is Marcy. Ben happened to be having a grand old time as Marcy, living a college girl life. Such a good time in fact that Ben didn’t want to leave, so he ran off in her body. If we would have found him, we would have forced him out. But as it was he ran off for months before returning, except he didn’t really ever return. You must not ever stay in someone longer than two or three weeks maximum, there isn’t really a set time. I’ve known guys that can stay for a week and have trouble getting out, where as others can stay more than a month and leave with no issue. The point is don’t get too comfortable. If you stay in too long, you are no longer you. You become a meshing and melding of the two people that exist in that one body. The point is that neither Ben nor Marcy really exist anymore, but a combination of the two. It just happens that the Ben side was a bit more dominant and poor little Marcy lost out when it came to studying and trying to be successful. So instead they now work here, trying to work out a meager living, not really sure of what their purpose was in life.”

Josh took this all in shocked silence, as he let Malcolm guide him to the other side of the street.

Malcolm smiled and Josh and said, “You seem like a smart kid, smarter than Ben was at least. You’ll be fine I’m sure. Let’s just be sure to stay away from Marcy, I don’t want to test to see if she remembers me.”

Wanting to finally get to his “training” Josh picked out a woman. She appeared to be in her early twenties, with a small amount of fat on her. She wore the extra weight well, her legs were smooth and covered in stockings that were belted to a garter, with her feet in long black shiny vinyl heels. She wore a set of tight shorts that were of the style that most women would be ashamed to wear, hugging greedily to her God-given curves. She had a top on that appeared to be lingerie, intended to replace wearing a bra. Her top was see-through and Josh could faintly make out nipples through the black sheer fabric. Her hands, which pressed against her hips displayed a light purplish-pink color painted on her nails.

The woman twirled a lock of fine blond hair between her fingers as she appraised Josh’s candid staring. Josh eyes locked to hers and he felt something, like electricity jumping from him to her. She must have felt it too because she made her way over to Josh and Malcolm, sauntering in a seductive way. As she walked, the street lights cascaded over her, revealing a face masterfully painted in makeup.

The woman stopped in front of them and said, “Well I don’t normally do this, but why don’t you and I go get a room free of charge. Your friend can watch if he likes.” She gave a wry smile at that.

Josh nodded to Malcolm, and said to the woman, “Sure thing, but first may we have your name?”

She blinked at that as if it had slipped her mind, “Where are my manners, I am Jessica. Pleased to meet you, Mr?” She asked querying for Josh’s name.

Josh nodded towards the hotel, and said, “Josh and this is Malcolm.” Malcolm nodded to the woman, and they made their way to the hotel.

Malcolm asked Josh and Jessica to wait outside the front office of the hotel. Josh started to feel anxiety to what was going to happen. He and Jessica made small talk for the few minutes until Malcolm returned.

Josh followed Malcolm and Jessica up a flight stairs, Josh getting a good view of Jessica’s rear. His admiration was cut short as they arrived to the room. Malcolm unlocked the door and stepped inside, waving for Jessica to come in.

“Hey Jessica, hold up here just a minute we’ll be right back.” Malcolm said as he closed the door behind him.

In a small whisper, Malcolm described what needed to be done. It sounded like there really wasn’t much Josh had to do physically except touch her, after that he just had to will himself to want to be inside of her. Josh felt small beads of sweat forming all over his body, and forehead and he mentally prepared himself.

“By the way kid, good job back there with the luring. We don’t really have many people that can do that anymore.” Malcolm said with a measure of respect in his voice.

Josh nodded not knowing what he was talking about, and tucking it away in the back of his mind for later. He walked into the hotel room again, to see Jessica laying in bed on her side in a seductive manner. Her legs were crossed in a very feminine way, showing her practice at the game of enticing and sexual deviation.

“Well are we going to party or what fellas?” She said with mock severity, as she drew a line down her leg with a finger readjusting a small strap that wrapped around her ankle and attached to the shoes.

Josh suddenly had a fear come to his mind, what if this woman had a disease, or worst diseases. He whispered his fear to Malcolm who responded, “Most of us are immune to all diseases, I wouldn’t worry about it.” Great, Josh thought, most of us, what if he wasn’t most of us? He decided that he would throw caution to the wind and get on with it.

“Oh now what are you two whispering about, it’s not nice to whisper in front of other people” Jessica said with a pouty face. Josh walked over to her telling her it was nothing.

Josh reveled in this woman’s body from his own perspective, his eyes mapping her supple curves. His eyes lingered between her legs, one of the defining things that made a woman. He could see the small outline to the indent that was her sex through the tight shorts. Josh reached out a finger and felt underneath the straps of the garter, feeling the smooth recently waxed flesh beneath. Jessica gave him a small cooing sound, and rested a hand on his shoulder then made a gesture pleading him to proceed.

Josh’s hand went to one of the woman’s flared thighs, feeling the slight hardness of bone underneath the skin and mussel. His hand continued its journey to her waist, much narrower than her hips below. Upon reaching her armpit he adjusted his hand down onto her chest, the soft flesh giving to his probings, her nipples protruding through the fabric. Touching her face, Josh brought his hand around the back of her head and grabbed a hand full of hair. Pulling the woman closer to him, he embraced her in a kiss, at first she seemed startled, but then she gave into it.

When they pulled back from the kiss, Jessica seemed winded and said, “We normally don’t kiss on the mouth, but since that was so good I’ll allow it.”

Josh smirked and then reached down between her thighs, feeling her womanhood through the slutty shorts that she donned. His finger was limited in its ability to probe and he moved it back and forth across the slit this woman possessed. This slit that he would soon possess. His hand snaked underneath the shorts and found a bald pussy underneath, a salivating hole wanting to be filled.

Josh’s finger probed inside the slit, finding womandhood that would accept a man inside of her. He moved his finger up a little to find a hard nub that he knew to be the clitoris. He gently stroked her clit slowly building her up, until she arched her back and gritted her teeth. As he continued the gentleness of her movement ended, and was replaced by a frenzy of movement. She tried to remove his hand, but he was the stronger, and he continued with his stimulation building her up to a crescendo of orgasm that left her winded and staring blanking for several seconds. She sat up and reached her hand into his pants, begging for him to enter her. He acquiesced but not in the way she intended.

Taking Jessica Josh flipped her over so that her ass was in the air, waiting to accept him. He removed his pants and guided himself into her. His penis felt the wetness of her as he thrust in and out. Josh nearly blew his load with the antipcation, but instead concentrated on entering her body. Jessica rocked back and forth the motion bringing Josh close to finishing inside her, but instead he felt a softening of his body as it liquified and started encompasing Jessica.

Josh felt odd as his entirety went into Jessica. He could feel her weak struggles as the last of him entered. Josh could not tell if a moment, or an eternity passed. Sweet air passed through his mouth into his lung, as a slight gasp escaped from his lips. He lay there with a new sensation assaulting him, his legs feeling a slight chill from the small holes that were in the stockings. The straps from Jessica’s halter dug into his upper thighs.

He continued his mental probing and found his feet hurt from a long night of standing and walking around. Tasting his breath he found it to be stale, and riff with the taste of cigarettes. He sat up feeling his sore muscles contracting, and blonde hair falling at his neck and in front of his face. Using the tip of Jessica’s tongue he touched the inside of his mouth, noticing how different it was than his.

Josh became aware of Malcolm’s presence in the room. Malcolm gave him a single nod of approval and said, “Well kid you finish up, and have some fun with her. I’ll be waiting in the car when you’re done.”

Josh smirked, feeling his new face obey him. Malcolm walked out the door, and closed it behind him leaving Josh to his own devices with a woman’s body.

Moving himself off the bed, Josh felt his new adjust center of gravity and found that he easily compensated for it. Once he was on his heels they didn’t pose any issue. As he made his way to the bathroom he felt like something was out of place with his underwear, looking down he saw that the shorts were still crooked to the side to give access to his labia. Josh readjusted and found the outfit to be constricting but in a comfortable way.

Swaying back and forth Josh mimicked the same walk Jessica had been using when they met her. In fact he could remember some of that meeting but from Jessica’s point of view. Looking at the two men, then a sudden feeling of appetite and hunger for the younger one, that he knew to be himself. Using this woman’s mind in such a way reminded him of how wet Jessica was from his earlier attentions, in fact he could remember some of that as well with a slight blush.

Reaching the bathroom mirror Josh examined himself in the mirror, turning his face in multiple directions. Taking note of the smoothness of his throat that no longer was adorned with an adams apple. Josh took an ear lobe in his fingers and examined a small metal stud that piercing through.

Josh grasped both of his breasts in his hands, and lifted feeling their weight. They were a lot bigger from this vantage. He brought a hand up to his face and smiled at the painted nails that sat there. Josh pulled himself away from the mirror and made his way back to the bed.

Lying down on the bed Josh copied the pose that Jessica adopted when he first began this journey. It was exhilarating to know that he could not only copy this pose, but that he had a body matched it. Nimbly with a practiced hand that wasn’t his own, he grabbed the sides of his underwear avoiding the garter belt and pulled them down revealing a shaved pussy belonging to a Katie Bryant. Josh stopped: Katie Bryant was a name that he knew was from her mind. She had given a false name to him, which made sense. She was twenty-four years old, and had fallen on hard times after her parents had died in a tragic accident.

Josh stopped his ingesting of Katie’s mind and continued his undressing like a child on Christmas hungrily ripping open presents. Next the top came off, allowing his slightly sagging breasts to bounce a bit as the tension against them was released.

Taking a nipple in hand Josh pinched and twisted far too hard, causing a small yelp of pain. Less forcefully Josh tried again and was rewarded with a nice tingling sensation that gave exaltations, spreading throughout his body and growing inside his new crotch. Exploiting this new opportunity, Josh explored his borrowed form, tits to stomach, stomach to waist, waist to hips, hips to inner thighs. Teasing the outer most labia, Josh spread himself openly to eagerly feed his lust.

Inserting a finger into the flaps of skin, he found that small nub that he had used to drive Katie mad earlier. The light touch caused him to reactively shy away, the sensations too much. Driving forward Josh rubbed his clit a bit more, and his body reacted immediately, feeling a slight tensing in his pussy. He continued feeling his breathing increase and his rate start to race.

Closing his eyes Josh ventured a finger into his pussy, feeling the entry as well as the warm stickiness that his body was producing. Josh felt his mind going blank as he continued to rub, moving a finger in and out. The motions became harder and harder, and his fingers started to find more sensitive places within her. He added two fingers, and then three. He tried a fourth but it started to hurt, and didn’t feel as good.

Like lightning the first earth shattering orgasm hit, wracking Josh’s body with involuntary shutters as he arched his back, his toes curling up to the point of pain. He removed his hands, wiping small beads of sweat from his brow.

Taking inventory of his body, he decided to try something else. He rolled on to all fours and felt back to his pussy, the slickness invigorating him. His face went against the pillow and he could feel his breasts hanging down in front of his face. Sitting in this position in his normal body would look strange, and maybe even disgusting, but with Katie’s body he knew it was alluring and sexy. He took a finger and licked it, tasting the salinity of his pussy. Taking that finger he dipped it back into his pussy, and started more vigorous masturbation. After about forty-five minutes or so he finished up. He then willed himself out of Katie’s body leaving her laying there used as hard as any lover had ever done. Josh was quite happy with his first time out in another body.