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Body Swap with Marusya 4

Body Swap with Marusya part 4

As requested from several people, this part contains urination, but NOT pee play. This is about as far as I'm going to go with that.

I wobble towards the door in my heels. Ok, I just have to not think about it and let Marusya's body take over. I think about the night ahead. What am I doing? Nervous. Excited. Anxious. Walking very well in heels now.

I open the door and find Aleksandra, or Sasha as Marusya calls her apparently, waiting for me. Her mid-length dark hair frames her thin face. An arc of hair catches the light and falls sexily, and deliberately, over one eye. Her red dress falls down to just above her knee high boots leaving enough to the imagination to make people, well, me, dying to see more.

"Pupsa!" she yells, her face breaking into a grin as she pulls me in for a quick peck on the cheek. My cute nose briefly presses against her smooth cheek and I catch a bit of her perfume: candy and anticipation. Maybe the anticipation is mine.

I step back and look at her while she grins at me, curling the fallen slash of hair back behind her ear. Her sharp nose gives her face a pointed, sexy look. She radiates confidence and control. I want to see her naked.

"You ready?" she asks.

I am.

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On the ride to the club I manage to fake my way through a conversation. Bits I remembered from Marusya's notes, bits I make up. Twice she gives me an odd look and I manage to change the subject.

We get to the club and walk to the front of the line. It's easy to forget about walking and let Marusya's body take over. I'm too busy watching the guys in line as they stare at me. At Marusya's body. This open staring is new to me but I like it. I flip my hair back and I can practically feel the gazes on my ass as it sways back and forth under my slinky dress. Shit, I'd stare at me. In fact I already have.

I follow Sasha's lead and we cute, young girls have no trouble getting in. It's crowded, lots of music and flashing lights. I hope it gives me cover as I try to adjust my dress which has started to ride up my ass. We stake out an area near the dance floor. I take a seat, carefully crossing my sexy legs. I'm beginning to rethink the dress, Marusya's body looks hot as hell in it but I'm having a hard time moving around.

Sasha disappears for drinks and I look around, trying and occasionally failing to sit like a woman. I keep wanting to put my legs down.

Sasha soon returns with drinks...and two men, one blond, one dark haired.

"Marusya, this is Dmitry," she points to the blond one, "And this is Leo." The dark haired guy looks at me and I can't help but notice his piercing blue eyes, his clean shaven, one would say almost chiseled jaw. A part of me, the Marusya part of me, gets warm and flustered.

"I'm...Nice to meet you." I manage. Sasha flashes me a quick smile and hands me a drink with a pinkish hue.

"Courtesy of Leo," she says.

"And me." Dmitry pipes up.

"Da, da, and you." Sasha smiles.

We talk and drink. Leo gets me another. It's going right to my head. Whatever I'm drinking tastes both too sweet and just right. The more I drink the more it tastes just right. Marusya's body overpowering my mind maybe?

Leo's talking again. I lean forward to hear him, aware that I'm giving him a look down my dress but I kind of don't care. I want to hear his warm voice in my ear. Feel his strong hands on my body.

I've only had two drinks but I realize I have to pee. I squeeze my legs tighter while laughing with Leo. My bladder becomes more insistent. Apparently Marusya's body can't hold as much. I stand and excuse myself, Sasha catches my eye and we both head off for the toilets.

There's a line. Of course there's a line. My bladder's sending urgent messages. It seems that every beat of the bass from the dance floor sends another sharp reminder that I really have to pee.

Sasha asks me about Leo. I demur, try to change the subject but she insists.

"He's nice," I say finally, "And his eyes are amazing."

Fortunately a stall opens up and I practically hobble in. I turn to close the door and Sasha's right behind me. In the stall. I pause and she says, "You go first, you look like you need it."

I don't care at this point. I pull up the dress, slide down my panties and sit while Sasha pesters me about Leo again. She's looking at me but my bladder's insistent. Urgent. It doesn't care who's watching.

The stream of urine blasts into the toilet with a surprising amount of force, echoing off the porcelain. I feel like everyone in the room can hear it. I briefly look down at myself, still amazed at this pussy I've got as the stream gradually tapers off and I have sweet relief. I tell Sasha about Leo. About his eyes. His smile. God, I think I like him.

Sasha giggles, knowingly.

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Body Swap with Marusya 3

Body Swap With Marusya Part 3

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I towel my hair dry as much as possible while I return to Marusya's room, still naked and still very much enjoying the sway of her ass. I find her phone and scroll through the messages with one delicate thumb, easily being able to read the Russian writing. Obviously some part of my brain is Marusya and some part is, well, me.

I don't want to go out alone, but Marusya must have a friend who likes to go out and they must text each other. I pick up her phone and there's already a text from an Aleksandra:

Want to go out and get crazy tonight. Come with!

I look in the mirror above Marusya's wardrobe. Marusya's face stares back and I turn my head this way and that, examining my delicate new features. I run my hands down my face, marveling at the soft smoothness. I also ponder what the hell I'm going to do about makeup. I know I should probably wear some, but I have no idea where to start.

I text: Yes! Meet my place at 10?


I have no idea where anything is, hopefully she'll take the lead. Hell, I don't even know where I am. I exchanged notes with Marusya before the swap so I make a note to look for my address.

She responds: OK C U at 10.

That gives me over two hours to figure out makeup. And hair. And find out what I know about Aleksandra.YouTube should help for the first two, and Facebook should take care of the latter.

I return to the bathroom with Marusya's laptop and prop it next to the sink. I open her cupboard and am immediately overwhelmed by the brushes and blush and various creams. I stare at Marusya's face in the mirror and furrow my brow which makes my nose wrinkle adorably. Goddamn I'm cute. Ok, stay on target. What do I need? No idea. Ok, basic. Let's go very basic.

Even with the help of various video tutorials it takes me over an hour and a half of trial and error before I get what I think is a passable attempt: light blush, red pouty lips, dark eyelashes. Shit, I'd fuck me.

Now the clothes. I slip on some lacy underwear and look at Marusya's body in the mirror wiggling her ass. "Hello, ladies" I giggle. I'm starting to get turned on again. I try to take my mind off it by looking through her clothes. After struggling with the bra for a bit, I finally manage to get it on. Next I go for a dress, I'm going to show off these sexy legs. I squeeze into a sexy black number that hugs my body, accentuating my curves.

I stare at the mirror, as I turn this away and that, watching my trim thigh disappear into my dress, which helps show off the firm roundness of my ass. I've always been a sucker for women in dresses and I find it's no different when I'm one.

My hand lightly strokes the inside of my thighs, just below the hemline. I shiver, my short nails bringing out delicious goosebumps all down my tender legs. I bend over and stick out my ass, watching Marusya's curves in the mirror accentuated by the black dress and continue running my fingers delicately around my thighs and slowly up under my dress. Marusya's dress bunches up, revealing the taught flesh of her thighs as I let her fingers lightly trail along my panties.

My breath comes faster, my breasts rising and falling with an increasing passion as I gently rub my panties over my warming womanhood. The silky fabric becomes damp with my wetness and I rub faster, turned on by the feeling and by watching the mirror image of Marusya bending over, brow furrowed in pleasure, blonde hair swaying with the rhythm of my body. I rub faster, then push my panties aside and slide a finger inside my slick pussy. A womanly moan escapes my lips as I rub the outside of my clit with the palm of my hand while my finger curls around inside me, pressing up against the other side as I rock back and forth.

The door bell rings. Oh, shit, Aleksandra! I stand up and smooth my dress down. I slide my finger into my mouth and taste myself. Taste Marusya. Delicious. I wish I had time for more. Definitely later. Now, it's time to go out!

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Body Swap With Marusya Part 1

Body Swap With Marusya Part 2

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Body Swap with Marusya 2

 

Body Swap With Marusya Part 2

I sit on Marusya's bed and rest, relishing the sensations of my new body. I realize I'm going to need a shower if I'm going to go out. And I am. I stand up and pad to my bedroom door. The cool air softly caresses my naked body and I'm acutely aware of every new sensation: the slight bounce of my breasts, the wavy blonde hair falling down my back, the still warm emptiness between my legs. I crack the bedroom door, hoping Marusya hasn't surprised me with any guests, and everything is quiet.

I awkwardly walk down the hallway, unused to the rhythm of Marusya's body. I think about the night ahead. What do I wear? What do I do about makeup? Can I fake being Marusya in front of her best friend? I'm all the way to the bathroom before I notice I've got the hang of her body, swaying her hips, and tossing my hair out of my eyes like it's totally normal but as soon as I concentrate on what I'm doing I lose it. Interesting. It seems her body basically has some muscle memory and I can take on her mannerisms if I don't think about it too much.

I flip on the light and look in the mirror to see Marusya's face reflected back at me. I'd only seen her body in picture so it was a pleasant surprise to realize I have such a cute face as well. Fair blonde eyebrows. Intense dark eyes. I take in my new body, turning to each side to examine it. Jesus, just looking in the mirror was turning me on, how was I going to be able to do anything else? I smile and shake my head.

I turn on the shower (I notice she has one of those showers with the nozzle you can remove and hold in your hand, nice.) and step in. The hot water streams down on my sensitive skin. I watch the water flow over my breasts, down my stomach and legs. I pick up the nozzle and experiment with the water. I aim it at my breasts, down my back and over my cute little bubble of an ass. Of course I aim it at my pussy and feel the warmth spread wonderfully throughout my body. I'm interrupted by the feeling that I need to pee. That was sudden. I must have a much smaller bladder. I put the nozzle back in the wall holder and contemplate getting out to go to the toilet.

It's too far. Fuck it. I relax and let the pee run down my legs in the shower. It's not markedly different from when I was a man, except the warmth flows down my legs instead of away. It all goes down the drain in the end so who cares? I don't usually pee in the shower but I vaguely recall Marusya discussing this on her blog. Have we swapped more than just bodies?

I squirt some soap onto my hands and rub it all over my sopping wet body. Judging by the length of time I spend soaping my breasts I guess they must now be the cleanest pair of tits in the world. I can't help it, though, their newness fascinates me. I bounce them and rub them. Watch them jiggle deliciously. Gently squeeze my nipples. Ok, I've got to get out before I get started again.

It's time to get dressed and call Marusya's friend. We're going to have a girls night out.

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Body Swap with Marusya 1

[caption id="" align="aligncenter" width="500"] Sexy Marusya[/caption]

 

 

sexymarusya  requested another story about swapping bodies with her and I got excited thinking about it so here goes, a sort of continuation, minutes after the swap:
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I look down at my new body, excited to explore the sexy curves that moments ago I had only seen in pictures. I sweep my small hand down my side, feeling every dimple and perfect imperfection. My hand reaches my ass, Marusya's ass, and I grab it, enjoying the full firmness. I give it a small slap and a thrill runs through me, a girlish giggle escapes my soft, new lips. I'd always wanted to smack that adorable little butt when I saw her pictures and now I can do it as much as I want.

I have a sudden urge to take some pictures of my new body. I've only got a week as her and I want to take advantage of every minute. I want to drive some men wild with desire. Just thinking about it brings out a nice warmth between my legs. I realize I've taken on some of her body's desires.

I set up her computer's camera and take some photos. CLICK Arching my back I stick out my lovely, rounded ass. CLICK CLICK I sit on the chair, grab my perky tits and play with my nipples. CLICK CLICK I'm still thinking very much like a man, and Marusya's body responds like a woman's, enjoying the rising tide of pleasure. Of being both desired and desirable. CLICK I watch myself playing with my new body in the monitor. CLICK A tension rises between my legs and while one hand gently massages a breast, the other slides down to explore. Past my flat stomach and over the small strip of course hair that marks the opening I desire. I slip a finger in and soon find my sweet spot. I know it because my entire body lights up. I rub faster, no longer taking pictures but still watching myself on the monitor as my sexy blonde body gasps in delight, slow at first, but soon quickening.

I grab the vibrator she graciously left next to the computer, as though she knew what I desired. One finger is no longer enough and I use all of my fingers to increase my desire while I flip on the vibrator and slowly push it inside me. In and out, slowly, almost teasing myself. I lean my head back, close my eyes, my blonde hair tickles down my shoulders. I groan in pleasure. I want more. I speed up the vibrator. In and out. In and out. Faster, as the wonderful tension speeds up, builds, pushes outwards and suddenly, "Ooohhhh" I moan as I reach the crest. Hearing Marusya's voice moan, my sexy Russian accent, in the heat of passion makes me even hotter. Another crest. "Ooohh, God." My body wants more. I want more. The vibrator pounds me and "Ooohhh yes, yes." That was the one. I slow down my exertions. Open my eyes. Enjoy Marusya's body staring back at me from the monitor. Flushed with excitement. Finally, finally, I am sated.

I'm going to have to do that again very soon. But first, I plan to dress up my new body and take it out for a spin. She must have plenty of things in her wardrobe I can wear to show off my adorable little body.

I'm only in here for a week, but I imagine it'll be a pretty sexy week.

To be continued?

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Date Theft

Doggy Style

 

Anonymous asked you:

can you do a caption of a swap between a teenage girl and a dog?

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I threw most of my junk into my closet and looked for a cute outfit. Eric, the hot guy from  my English class was coming over to help me study. I’m pretty sure I was doing better in the class than he was, but it was the best excuse because if my mom came home early she couldn’t be mad.

"Buddy! Down!" I yelled at my dog (Golden Retriever, love ‘em!) as he kept trying to hump my leg. Buddy was a friendly dog. Too friendly sometimes. Today it seems he was excited as I was. I had to put him in his crate for a little bit until he calmed down, sometimes it was the only way. As I was pulling Buddy towards the crate I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in!" I shouted as I pushed Buddy inside and slammed the door.

I had just closed the crate and turned around when I felt a sudden heat across my chest. Some sort of giant laser or something was shooting in through the window. A ball of light expanded out from me, filled the room and then I blacked out.

I woke up on the floor of the crate. Vision blurry. Strange mells. Noises. Everything magnified like I could understand whole new dimensions of the room through these two sense alone. Disoriented I looked around. Banged my muzzle on the crate. My muzzle?  In my peripheral vision a long furry nose between my eyes. I tried to wipe it away with my hand. A paw came up to my nose. I stopped. It stopped. I moved my hand again. The paw moved. I looked down my body. Furry, golden hair. Long tail. I was my dog! I whimpered, stunned and confused.

Through the crate I saw my body motionless on the bed. I smelled myself, too. A familiar smell to my dog brain. Comforting. Happy.

A noise from outside. Unfamiliar. Heavy. Smelled like a man just in from outside. (A new friend! the dog part of me yelled) Grass from our lawn clinging to him, barely perceptible. He tapped on the door.

"Stef?" he asked. My body, my human body bolted upright and looked around.

"Hey." He said "I was just-"

Before he could finish my old body jumped off the bed and ran to him. I watched from inside Buddy, mortified, as my former body tried to lick Eric’s face. Eric fended her back but my body grabbed him and started trying to hump him.

"Wow, you don’t fool around do you?" he asked. He grabbed my head in both hands and gave my body a long, lingering kiss. He let go and Buddy, in my body, shot off around the room.

He ducked behind the bed. A second later he popped back up, my hair mussed and a leash in my mouth. My body trotted over on all fours, dropped the leash in front of Eric and looked up at him imploringly.

My keen nosed smelled a change. I pricked up my ears. Eric’s scent was changing, getting more pronounced. Sweat. My tail went back and I barked, loudly, trying to distract him. It was all I could do. I knew what was coming and was powerless to stop it. Eric glanced at me, warily, apparently confirming I was still in my cage.

Eric picked up the leash. Buddy rubbed my body up against him as Eric placed the leash around my fragile neck. Buddy turned around and stuck my ass up in the air. I smelled my own musky scent, my excitement. He’d accepted Eric as the alpha male already. Eric undressed, his cock already erect, and pulled off my pants and panties. I watched as my ass wiggled back and forth. Eric took that as his cue and I watched from afar as he thrust his cock into my pussy. He held the leash, gently tugging back and forth, forcing my body back onto his cock again and again.

I whimpered from my cage as I watched Buddy lose my virginity for me. I hope I wasn’t stuck like this forever.

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Screwed

It had been several hours and Justin was sure that the whore who had stolen his body wasn’t coming back. He uncomfortably shifted his slim, sexy legs and tried to figure out what to do. The night before he had picked up some whore and brought her back to this cheap motel. He thought he got a good bargain when she agreed to anal sex for only $150. She had a great ass and Justin had really pounded her before making her lick his dick clean. He then tossed some money on the floor and fell asleep.

He woke up some time later with a sore ass and when he turned around to investigate he found himself looking down the curvy backside to the the tight little ass he’d been pounding the night before. He grabbed the long hair hanging around his face and looked under the covers at his new breasts. He squeezed a nipple. Ouch! Ok, this wasn’t a dream. Somehow that bitch had switched bodies with him. He got up and limped to the mirror where, just as he suspected, he saw his new face. He examined his cute button nose, slim eyebrows, dark eyes and the luscious lips that had been wrapped around his cock only the night before.

She’d even left a note on the dresser:

Dear asshole, hope you had fun last night because that’s the last time you’ll be on the giving end of a cock. I’ve taken your body, your money and all my sexy clothes so good luck getting out of this hotel. I’m sure someone will help you out, I wonder how you’ll have to pay him?

Let Loose

 
When the Great Shift hit I ended up in the body of Alice, one of the nerdier girls from my history class. She’d always seemed so uptight I bet she’d never even masturbated. In the days after the shift I changed that. Her body actually got aroused pretty quickly and I loved sticking my fingers into my new pussy. I’m really going to have to do something about her wardrobe, though. I can’t dress like it’s the 1950s forever.

So Close

Steve had gotten a lot better at putting on makeup in the three weeks since the Great Shift swapped him into the body of his cousin. It was still a little weird seeing her face whenever he looked in a mirror, but he did enjoy checking out her rocking body. And now that it was his he could ogle it as much as he wanted!

Tonight was a big night, Steve was going on a date with his former body. It turned out his cousin was into him, too, and since the shift a lot of taboos had gone out the window.

Loser Wins

Dave thought for sure he was going to win, right up until the buzzer when he missed his last second shot. But he’d made a deal, so that night he jumped into the body of Crystal, the head cheerleader and dressed her up like a slut. He made his way to Jeff’s house and stopped on the porch. He adjusted his mini-skirt, admiring his sexy legs, the tight muscle running just underneath. He flipped his blonde hair back and adjusted his bra, making sure Crystal’s breasts were firmly secure, though they wouldn’t be for long. Then he took a deep breath and rang the doorbell.

Jeff opened the door with a huge smile. “Hey Crystal, or should I say Dave? Come on in.”

Dave demurely stepped into the house, the rest of the team was already there. He sighed, but a deal was a deal and Dave, in sweet, little Crystal’s body, was about to get filled by the entire team. “Hello, guys,” he said in Crystal’s slightly southern twang as he stepped out of his skirt and kicked it away, revealing nothing but a little blonde strip leading to her pussy. He hadn’t bothered to wear panties.

Surprisingly, the way all the guys were staring was starting to make his body horny. Who knew that Crystal, who seemed so stuck up, just needed a good fuck? And tonight she was going to get a bunch of them. Dave smiled and invitingly rubbed Crystal’s smooth, manicured hand up and down his slowly warming pussy. “Who wants in here first?”

Machines gone wrong

The body switching machine Tom had been working on was still malfunctioning and throwing him into random nearby bodies. Just a few minutes ago he’d woken up in what must have been the body of Debbie, his sexy next door neighbour. He knew this because sleeping right next to him was her husband, Phil. Phil was cute with a nice smile and beautiful— No, Tom stopped that train of thought. Often the switch left residual thoughts from the target body, confusingly intertwined with his own.

Tom quietly got out of bed in his new body and scrounged around for some clothes. It wasn’t easy because he kept getting distracted by the hair falling into his face and the weight of his boobs but eventually he found some clothes and snuck out into the hallway to dress.

He immediately realized he’d forgotten underwear but rather than go back he just slipped on the pants over his smooth legs and his, he had to admit, delicious looking ass. Tom had always admired Debbie’s ass and now he paused with his pants halfway on to enjoy it up close.

Just then he heard footsteps from the bedroom and froze. He needed to get back to his house and fix the machine before his body woke up. How was he going to distract Phil?

The door opened and Phil stepped out wearing only his erection and a sleepy smile.

"Hey, gorgeous," he said, "Where are you going?"

Tom stared at Phil’s erection as Debbie’s residual thoughts swirled through his mind, impossible to stop. He remembered himself, as Debbie, caressing Phil’s cock and taking it all into his mouth. Images from Debbie’s perspective of the morning sex she enjoyed sprang up: riding her husband’s cock while her breasts bounced and swayed, the pleasurable pain of getting her ass smacked, Phil’s fingers dancing across her clit as he filled her with himself. Tom’s new body was heating up in anticipation.

He sauntered towards Phil, showing off his body: the sway of the hips, the slight bounce of the breasts, the curve of the cute ass. With a flirtatious smile Tom wrapped his dainty hand around Phil’s cock.

"I’m going back to bed," he said in Debbie’s husky voice, "With you."

His old body would be asleep for at least another two hours, why not have some fun?

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Specific

As Tyson rose out of the water he could feel something was wrong.

He grabbed his boobs in both hands, “I’ve got tits,” he exclaimed, “And my voice, and my…” Tyson explored his new pussy underneath the water. “Why am I a chick?”

The creepy old man cackled, “I told you the water would give you the perfect body, you should have asked for more specifics!”

Tyson angrily made his way to the edge of the pool and pulled himself out. Water rolled down his body and his perfect tits swayed heavily as he approached the old man. “You son of a bitch,” he shouted in his now squeaky voice, “I’m going to suck your cock so hard.” —Wait, that wasn’t what he meant to say. He wanted to say he was going to kick the old man’s ass, but now that the thought of giving him an amazing blowjob was out there it seemed so right. Tyson’s slim eyebrows knotted in confusion. What was going on? He didn’t want to fight. He stroked his tits as he thought. Wouldn’t it be easier and much nicer to just suck on a yummy cock? Mmm, that would be good. The thought of a dick between his lips, spurting cum into his lovely mouth was making his pussy wet. He wanted to suck cock so badly, and that old man had been awfully nice, letting him use his pool like that. He needed a reward. Tyson’s seductively walked towards the old man, desire filling every pore of his sex-starved body.

The old man just sat and grinned. He’d been through all this before.

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DING

*DING* TRANSFORMATION COMPLETE

The transformation app Tyler had stumbled upon was worth every penny he paid. He could become anyone he wanted just by taking their picture and pushing a few buttons. He had just transformed himself into an exact duplicate of a girl he'd seen at the bar the night before. Tyler looked at his new body in his phone, testing out his pouty face. God, she was hot! But the dress was a bit tight. Tyler thought it was time to do something about that.

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Slim and stacked Lauren Hanley selfie. She never misses an opportunity to show off her amazing breasts.

Trader

 

 

"Like, what happened to me?" Phillip asked from his new body. He grabbed a strand of his long, blonde hair in one delicately manicured fingernail and stared at it in astonishment before focusing his now light blue eyes on me.

"It was an experimental potion," I said. "Legally you may have gotten away with plundering people's life savings, but you fucked over a lot of people and you're about to get fucked yourself." I couldn't help but stare at his cute new face with deliciously plump lips, some would call them dick sucking lips. Phillip would, in fact.

"Oh my gawd, I've got titties and everything. And why am I talking like some dumb bimbo or something?"

"Part of the potion. Soon you'll start having urges you won't be able to control."

Phillip grabbed my shirt and held his face close to mine. "I'm going to..." he shook his head, causing his wavy blonde hair to fall around his shoulders as a blank look came over his face.

"Going to what?" I smirked, knowing full well.

"Going to give you the best blow job you've ever had, cutie!"

She knelt on the ground and unzipped my pants. I knew deep inside this airhead Phillip was still there, trying to resist, but unable to stop his sexy new body from taking my rising cock deep into his mouth.

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Candice Swanepoel

Busy Busy Busy

Busy Busy Busy

Bigger

Jason had found a wishing stone and had taken over Jennifer’s body for the day. He loved her cute, little nose and sexy ass, but was slightly disappointed by Jennifer’s boobs. They didn’t look as big from this angle, but he could fix that. He grasped the wishing stone with his slender fingers and said, “I wish my tits were ten times bigger.” Instantly they were.

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From Chicks With Tits

New Twin

New Twin

Ready for some football

At first the football team was a little weirded out to be swapped into the bodies of the cheerleaders, but they quickly got over it.

Ha ha

Do you really think I’m going to give you your body back, Amber? Your tits are magnificent you’ve got a killer body that I’m really going to enjoy. I can tell by that erection in your pants that you agree, no matter how much you protest. Tell you what, I’ll let you come inside your body one last time. Where do you want to stick your cock?

Ha! You see what I did there?

Come on, I’m just trying to lighten things up. Seriously, though, your body has the perfect lips for sucking a cock. Come here, I’ll show you.

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Parent's Night

Request: Could you do some mother/son swaps please? i like it when a mother forces a swap and doesnt care that he has to be the wife of his own dad now.

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Benjamin’s mom had swapped bodies with him as a punishment for misbehaving and warned him that screwing up would get him a far harsher punishment. Then she took off with some of Benjamin’s friends. To make matters worse, Benjamin’s dad wanted a date night tonight. Now, with the help of some online videos, Benjamin was trying to put makeup on. It was weird seeing his mom’s face whenever he looked in the mirror, watching her as he pursed her lips and lean over on her tiptoes, sticking out her butt and enabling him to see right down her bra. The garters were itchy on his soft skin but his mom had insisted he wear them. This was going to be a long night.

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Good Girl

Good Girl

In the Attic

 

Jason had tagged Lori with an electronic tracker during his lunch break and as soon as he got home he jumped into the chamber and activated it. Instantly he found himself in possession of her body. She seemed like such a prude at work he couldn’t wait to explore her body and control her from the inside. His hair fell around his shoulders as he shoved her hand into her skin tight pants to explore his new pussy. He rubbed, gently at first. Soon faster. Harder.

Wow, she got wet fast! Her body liked it rough, too, he could tell. He rubbed his new pussy faster, fingers sliding in and out, massaging his clit.  He pulled down his pants, grabbed his tits and squeezed. That felt so good. He’d thought she was stuck up, but maybe she just needed to masturbate more. He’d help with that. His hair tickled his new tits as he squeezed some more enjoying the pain becoming pleasure. His pussy cried out for attention. He rubbed furiously, hands slick with his own juices as the pressure built and built until-

"Oh God" he moaned in Lori’s silky voice and doubled over as pleasure arced through his body. He kept rubbing his clit, fingers deep inside his wet cunt, his body wasn’t done. The pressure built and built until he climaxed again, relief and pleasure shooting through every delicious pore of his delicate body. Finally, he slowed his pace, fingers still inside himself but slowly, warming down. Oh God, that felt good. Playing with Lori’s pussy felt so good, next time he took over her body he might just have to fuck someone.

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 I really wish I could do this myself.  It looks like so much fun.

Enjoy each other

Jason had bought the necklaces as a joke, not believing the old man who said they were magic. But now, after swapping bodies with his wife, it didn’t seem so funny.

"Holy shit," he gasped in his wife’s sexy voice as he gazed down at his heavy breasts. He reached his slender hand down between his legs and ran his fingers along his new pussy.

"This feels amazing," said a man’s voice, Jason’s old voice! Jason’s wife, now in his body, had wasted no time pulling his pants down and stroking his erect cock. It was slightly alarming to look up and see his own body moving without Jason controlling it. But the sight of his former body stroking his cock started making his heart beat faster.

Jason gently stroked his pussy ad murmured suggestively, ”Slow down, honey, save some for me.”

He stood and walked over to his body, loving the feeling of his new tits as they bounced slightly with each step. Jason knelt down in front of his former body and grabbed his old cock with his slender hand. He looked at it, admiring it from a different angle as he felt a desire he had never known before. He took it into his mouth. He knew exactly what to do as he gently bobbed up and down on the cock, slowly at first but soon building speed. He looked up and saw his wife’s eyes closed in ecstasy. Jason felt a firm hand placed on the back of his head, as his wife pushed him down onto his former cock, back and forth, and Jason felt his wife’s body respond. His pussy ached with wetness as he dipped a finger in it and slid it in and out to the rhythm of the cock in his mouth. He slid his full, feminine lips faster and faster, up and down his cock until, all too suddenly, he heard his old voice groan. Jason felt his cock jolt and his mouth was suddenly filled with cum. Hot and salty, it made his new body even wetter as he slurped it all down. He pulled the cock out of his mouth and felt some cum drip down his tits as he licked it clean.

Jason looked up at his former body and said, “OK, baby, my turn.”

Cute

Got Yours

The witch had swapped bodies with Mike, and had turned him into what he had derisively called her: a cumdumpster. His new body had an uncontrollable craving for cock. She, Mike was forced to think of himself as a she now, didn’t just want it, she needed it as much and as often as possible. Mike cringed inside but no matter how much he tried he was unable to stop his slutty body from pulling down a guy’s pants and sucking him off. Much as he hated it on the inside, he was compelled to seek out and savor the taste and the feel of cock between his new, soft lips and the hot taste of cum jetting down his throat. There were already guys lining up with their dicks out and his new body craved every single one.

The Experiment

The Experiment

More Than A Friend

More Than A Friend