This choice: Deal with your old body now • Go Back...Chapter #7New body, New life by: Near   In the floor was the bulky body that once was yours. Luckily, your new son hadn't seen it, and you were unaware of any other witnesses apart from your current vessel, so now you had a perfect alibi for this new life. You licked your lips, feeling the textures of your big lips meanwhile in your chest a sensation akin to little erections came from your now big chest. You circled the body of old John - years of a difficult life, temporal stays on prison and the occasional burglary together with Grand Theft Auto had left you with a body that seemed older than what you really were.
"You have served fine, buddy" In the floor, the rhythmical breathing indicated that your body, even if it was empty of a soul, was still alive.
For now.
You sat on the floor as you shoot a dart to your old body. The exchange was instantaneous as you saw Andria falling forward sleeping. The family SUV was unlocked, and you went to sit on the passenger seat before changing again to the MILF, already feeling the lack of the meat orbs contained in the bra. You never used the security belt and in this body it would prove to be difficult so you started the drive like that, speeding towards the outskirts of the town, ready to dispose your old body.
As you left your body to fend for itself you stopped for gas, and it was at that moment, when the motor stopped and you locked eyes with your reflection in the mirror of the car that your actions felt real - you had abandoned your old body, your old life, and have become a MILF. Something about this made your body to instantly become hot, full of arousal. The feeling like erection of earlier came back, but this time stronger, coming from inside you as you felt your nether region becoming wet.
"Fuck!"
One hand went towards your new vagina, feeling the craves and textures of your new part. The other one went towards your tits, from inside the shirt and bra, feeling directly the rubbery pearl-like object that brought pleasure each time you squeezed it. Moans escaped your mouth as the temperature inside the car increased, moist blocking any would-be pepping tom from observing how you defiled the woman that you have become.
Your fair shares of women didn't compare to the exhilarating feeling that you were feeling - a more intense pleasure that started from the point of your toe's feet and rose through from your leg to your groin, from behind your belly button to the point of your nipples, from the breast to every hair of your head. Slowly but steady, until you felt it covering your entire being. And when it appeared that it couldn't be contained anymore, you came. A rocking feeling that seemed to pass through your entire being, making you light-headed and weak, your body becoming limp after the high, panting and heaving as the pleasure slowly started to fade.
This has proved it, women - the fair sex - were made for sex and pleasure. If anything, you were feeling regret that you have gone all of your life without knowing what you have missed. That, and the fact that you were missing a cock to penetrate your new hole.
Oh well, my fingers should be enough... for now...
In your mind you pictured first your old body, you could have used it as a meat dildo. Instead, there was a man near this body, one that would become afraid against the mere use of force. If he was a good son, you could reward him.
You thought of this has you re-started your activities, unaware of were where you, becoming naked in the car as you explored the flesh of poor Andria trapped inside her own flesh. Thoughts of what you would do with this new life that the blowpipe had given you, and how to obtain even more benefit with it. Two daughters and a son, an upper middle class white neighborhood and a blowpipe that could make you change bodies. If used well, life would become easy, and you would be able to experience the feeling again and again.
The exploration of the flesh continued until late in the day, unaware that the act had attracted some unwanted attention.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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