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This guy has a nice body, just like his friend here...or so he thinks. I took over his body this moring to get closer to Jonathan. My plan is working perfectly. All I have to do is get Jonathan drunk and drugged and then I can slide right in. We sat in the kitchen, I could tell that he was about to pass out, he speech was getting very slurred and he could barely hold himself up. He layed across my legs and I sat there smiling. He tried to say one last thing and then he just fell over completely. I touched his body to make sure he was gone. I reached into his pants and felt his penis, I always like to feel the body from both perspectives, inside and out and feel the difference between being in a body and just feeling it up. I pulled off all of my clothes and I pulled off Jonathan's too. I laid on the floor and pulled myself from Thomas' body. I felt the air on my body, it always feels weird after you've been in for a while. I laid on top of Jonathan's body and slid in. I took complete control. The first thing I always do I feel my new body. It feels great. So different from feeling it from another body. I pulled on my new clothes and left the house before Thomas woke up.
ReplyDeleteYeah I bet Ian regrets breaking up with me now. I’ve been wanting to get with Ben for a while, but he’s a total macho-closet case but I saw the way he watched Ian when he would ‘drop by’ to hang out with Ian and I. I knew his secret but I just had to figure a way to make it work to my advantage… Well after some research into the occult I found there was a way to make one’s body your own. I started to brew the mixture and next thing I know I’m floating above my body. Fortunately, I knew Ian would be by in a few to pick up the last of his things. When he arrived he found my body lying there and I immediately dove straight into his back while he was checking my pulse. It was a hard battle but slowly, little by little, his body began to give way as my consciousness started to press further and further into his body. He was moaning, pleading, begging, whatever force was doing this to stop. I just laughed in my mind and just pushed further in. By the time I was fully in he was crying. Ha, asshole didn’t show me any pity when he broke it off. And with one final push I was in. I smirked and wiped away the tears from my new face. Walking to the bathroom I looked to the mirror and saw Ian’s face staring back at me. Smirking I pulled out Ian’s phone and called up Ben and he agreed to meet me in 30 minutes. Perfect, Ian’s own best friend couldn’t even tell the difference! I did a few poses in the mirror, and they must have been pretty sexy because my member stiffened immediately and I wanted to grant it the release it needed, but I knew it would be so much better if I let Ben do the work… I showed up at Ben’s place and knocked on the door. Ben answered and I ran my hand up his abdomen and pectorals and leaned in for a kiss; I could tell he was excited when his member began pressing on my thigh. The next thing I know, we’re sitting in the kitchen drinking and laughing. Lying on his lap, I looked up to see his eyes staring into mine, our lips met and we began ripping the clothes off of the other with feral intensity. He started running his hands up my torso; I moaned at how erotic the feeling was. Our lips touched moist again, and I started to feel a pleading pressure in my pants begging to be let out. As Ben gripped my cock firmly I could hear Ian’s voice pleading me to stop. Ha, something about his cries made this all the sweeter. And when Ben’s tongue began to massage my new rod, I knew that I was never going to give this up. Yeah, I know he regrets breaking up with me now.
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