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However, instead of trying to fix things when she discovers this, Ryan sets her sights on fulfilling her all longheld ambitions with Logan's newfound abilities.
Logan is initially keen with just going along things as he possesses more bodies and pushes the extent of his capabilities. However, when a desire to be more than just her golden goose begins to stir within him, he soon finds himself starting to make plans to fulfill his own longheld desires...
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In a drab concrete parking structure, sitting inside a car that looked too small for his large frame, a sizable young man silently debated a life choice. It had occupied his mind for days, ever since a certain woman from his past had reached out for the first time in years. Even though he felt indecisive, he had a few mental tools to help him make his mind up. No matter how big the choice, the real decision was whether to start the engine back up and drive away… or open the car do…
However, when an old friend contacts him to steal a priceless artifact together, Kyle decides to turn back to his old ways.
Things quickly go wrong during the score, which results in him unexpectedly swapping bodies with the city's number 1 superheroine. He knows the right thing to do would be to figure out a way to swap them back, but that idea becomes increasingly difficult when he finds out just the kind of life and pleasure her body truly has to offer him.
Kyle learned early that luck was a finite resource, and whatever share he'd been allotted had been spent before he turned sixteen. He grew up in a neighborhood where police sirens were background noise and everyone knew which streets to avoid after dark - dangerous and belonging to someone. Trouble wasn't something you sought out there. It found you, it waited, and if you didn't learn fast enough, it took what it wanted.
Kyle hadn't learned fast enough. By the time he was seventeen, he'd bee…
With the sorority girls having already taken well known countermeasures to deal with any would be panty thieves, he thinks the chances of completing the challenge are near zero.
However, when his best friend Jack claims to have a plan involving a little magic and burrowing the bodies of his crush Vanessa and her roommate Katy, he knows he is in for a long night ahead when things don't exactly end up going to plan...
Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
The floor of Delta Epsilon’s house was sticky.
Beer, cheap cologne, and stale pizza had seeped into the carpet like a second skin, and Philip had the honor of scrubbing it clean while half a dozen brothers lounged on couches watching basketball highlights.
“Missed a spot,” one of them called, deliberately tilting a red Solo cup so that the last of his drink bled out onto the carpet inches from Philip’s sponge.
Philip clenched his jaw. He’d been degraded all semester, fetching fast food at t…
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The basement smelled of damp earth and forgotten things, a musty scent that clung to Aaron's nostrils as he descended the creaking wooden stairs. It was late August, and the oppressive heat of summer had finally begun to give way to the crisp promise of autumn. In just three days, Aaron would be starting his sophomore year at Northwood High, a prospect that filled him with equal parts dread and anticipation.
"Looking for treasure?" called Jim fro…
Author's Note: Hello! I just wanted to say that this story is inspired by Ding! by MaddBlackCat on Literotica, I highly recommend you check it out!
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Gary
Finally. The last bell rang and we were all free to go home. I smiled as I left, happy this will be the last time I'd be seeing most of these faces except when I'll walk the stage in a few weeks. Until then, I don't need to think about that lousy place anymore. By the looks of it, I wasn't the only one who felt this way as I …
So imagine my surprise on learning that my friend from college was one of them.
I cannot stress enough just how ordinary my day had been before I found out. As ordinary - I had assumed - it had been for everyone else on the planet. And I guess in a way, it was still ordinary, just a different kind of ordinary.
There’s a girl I like to sit next to in college: We only see each other twice a week for the units we have in common, but we always sit together when we see each other. At the time, I had no idea what Stella saw in me, but she was astronomically cute and liked dress…
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Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
mtf possession comeuppance magic Femdom identity theft body theft lesbian sex futa exhibitionism Astral Projection Male to Female m-f sex female masturbation bandage
No selection - the entire chapter will be rewritten.
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However, instead of trying to fix things when she discovers this, Ryan sets her sights on fulfilling her all longheld ambitions with Logan's newfound abilities.
Logan is initially keen with just going along things as he possesses more bodies and pushes the extent of his capabilities. However, when a desire to be more than just her golden goose begins to stir within him, he soon finds himself starting to make plans to fulfill his own longheld desires...
Abstract
In a drab concrete parking structure, sitting inside a car that looked too small for his large frame, a sizable young man silently debated a life choice. It had occupied his mind for days, ever since a certain woman from his past had reached out for the first time in years. Even though he felt indecisive, he had a few mental tools to help him make his mind up. No matter how big the choice, the real decision was whether to start the engine back up and drive away… or open the car do…
However, when an old friend contacts him to steal a priceless artifact together, Kyle decides to turn back to his old ways.
Things quickly go wrong during the score, which results in him unexpectedly swapping bodies with the city's number 1 superheroine. He knows the right thing to do would be to figure out a way to swap them back, but that idea becomes increasingly difficult when he finds out just the kind of life and pleasure her body truly has to offer him.
Kyle learned early that luck was a finite resource, and whatever share he'd been allotted had been spent before he turned sixteen. He grew up in a neighborhood where police sirens were background noise and everyone knew which streets to avoid after dark - dangerous and belonging to someone. Trouble wasn't something you sought out there. It found you, it waited, and if you didn't learn fast enough, it took what it wanted.
Kyle hadn't learned fast enough. By the time he was seventeen, he'd bee…
With the sorority girls having already taken well known countermeasures to deal with any would be panty thieves, he thinks the chances of completing the challenge are near zero.
However, when his best friend Jack claims to have a plan involving a little magic and burrowing the bodies of his crush Vanessa and her roommate Katy, he knows he is in for a long night ahead when things don't exactly end up going to plan...
Note: This is a commissioned work that has not been personally written by me. I have been granted permission to distribute and share the story by the original author.
The floor of Delta Epsilon’s house was sticky.
Beer, cheap cologne, and stale pizza had seeped into the carpet like a second skin, and Philip had the honor of scrubbing it clean while half a dozen brothers lounged on couches watching basketball highlights.
“Missed a spot,” one of them called, deliberately tilting a red Solo cup so that the last of his drink bled out onto the carpet inches from Philip’s sponge.
Philip clenched his jaw. He’d been degraded all semester, fetching fast food at t…
All characters are above 18 years old...
....
The basement smelled of damp earth and forgotten things, a musty scent that clung to Aaron's nostrils as he descended the creaking wooden stairs. It was late August, and the oppressive heat of summer had finally begun to give way to the crisp promise of autumn. In just three days, Aaron would be starting his sophomore year at Northwood High, a prospect that filled him with equal parts dread and anticipation.
"Looking for treasure?" called Jim fro…
Author's Note: Hello! I just wanted to say that this story is inspired by Ding! by MaddBlackCat on Literotica, I highly recommend you check it out!
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Gary
Finally. The last bell rang and we were all free to go home. I smiled as I left, happy this will be the last time I'd be seeing most of these faces except when I'll walk the stage in a few weeks. Until then, I don't need to think about that lousy place anymore. By the looks of it, I wasn't the only one who felt this way as I …
So imagine my surprise on learning that my friend from college was one of them.
I cannot stress enough just how ordinary my day had been before I found out. As ordinary - I had assumed - it had been for everyone else on the planet. And I guess in a way, it was still ordinary, just a different kind of ordinary.
There’s a girl I like to sit next to in college: We only see each other twice a week for the units we have in common, but we always sit together when we see each other. At the time, I had no idea what Stella saw in me, but she was astronomically cute and liked dress…
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Kent's night out with Zafira quickly turns steamy and leads to some Idol fun.
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Downstairs, Kent checked his reflection in the hallway mirror one last time. He didn’t know why, but for some reason his heart was thumping in his chest. Every so often it would jump once or twice before settling back into its normal rhythm. Nerves, maybe?
Julie would never be. So he took a deep breath and immediately buried the feeling.
He smoothed a stray hair behind her ear and glanced down to make sure the latex dress still clung to every curve the way he wanted. The gloves creaked as he flexed Julie’s fingers. He could feel the tacky fingerprint ridges of the latex, the slickness of oil, and the bite of the stiletto sandals cinched tight up her calves.
Perfect. He wanted to look like trouble.
He opened the door without checking the peephole.
For a second, Zafira just stared. She’d always been cute in that nervous, girl-next-door way—olive skin, unruly dark curls, big eyes that never quite met yours. But now those eyes went round as she scanned Julie’s body from crown to toe and back up again. She held her phone like it might protect her, but her knuckles whitened around the case.
Kent gave her a slow smile. “You look like you just saw a ghost.”
Zafira let out a laugh, then covered her mouth with her free hand. “I—wow. Oh my god.”
He leaned on the doorframe, showing off the curve of Julie’s thigh. The latex dress squeaked as it caught on itself, laces at the front tugging Julie’s tits together. Kent made sure to arch her back just a little, letting her chest lead. He couldn’t tell if Zafira was caught between staring or wanting to reach out.
Kent arched an eyebrow. “Didn’t expect me to actually dress up, huh?”
Zafira flushed, looking away. “No, I mean—yes! I just—fuck, Julie, you look…” She ran out of air before she finished, and the words died somewhere in her throat.
He stepped aside, letting Zafira in. She shuffled across the threshold, phone now clutched to her chest, eyes fixed on the ground.
Kent grinned wider. He could smell her perfume before she even passed. She wore a white lace halter dress that was so delicate with a deep V cut plunging halfway to her navel. The floral mesh clung to every curve, showing off skin and the faintest outline of a pale pink bra. Her hair …
Yes new chapter as always love this story
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