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I didn’t ask for this. One minute, I’m floating in a vat of glowing liquid, watching the chaos unfold. When the Mystery Inc. gang shattered the daemon ritus, everything went haywire. Souls zipped around like lightning bolts, slamming into the wrong bodies left and right. I found myself floating rapidly through the air. Looking for my body. A sixth sense steered me out of the cave we were in and guided me to the island's hotel. And then I saw him through the open window: my body. Or at least, I thought it was my body. He was in a hotel room, naked, with a gorgeous blonde woman. Thrusting into her furiously. I didn’t think twice. I dove straight for my body. Except, I missed. I hit her instead—her mouth, to be precise. I was sucked into her mouth mid-moan, dragged through like a vacuum. It felt like being pulled through syrup. And then, suddenly, I was her. Naked. Vulnerable. Impaled. The person controlling my old body didn’t even miss a beat, thrusting deep into my newly acquired wet folds. Trying to make sense of the alien weight of her body, the softness, the long hair brushing my shoulders. A bright green light emerged from between my bouncing breasts. A thin hound looking demon popped out. Growling towards me And then I saw it. Standing before me, I couldn’t do anything because of the overwhelming pleasure. I could only hope it wouldn't disrupt the delicious pounding I was receiving. And as said, the sunlight pouring through the window started to scorch it. It stumbled back, hissing, until it crumbled into ash. The current owner of my old body didn’t care. He was to preoccupied breeding the fuck out of me. After the chaos, the island was shut down. There was no explanation towards what went down with the protoplasms. No one profesional enough to deal with the magic of the island to swap back any mistaken identity. Not even the Mystery Gang could help. So the few of us were forced to live on in new bodies. I don’t hate it though, I’ve gotten used to this nimble body, it’s femininity, it’ wardrobe, it’s orgasms. And I can’t say I don’t enjoy the pleasure my old body makes me feel. Whoever landed in my old body sure knows how to use my cock. Well, better than I ever could…
I didn’t ask for this. One minute, I’m floating in a vat of glowing liquid, watching the chaos unfold. When the Mystery Inc. gang shattered the daemon ritus, everything went haywire. Souls zipped around like lightning bolts, slamming into the wrong bodies left and right. I found myself floating rapidly through the air. Looking for my body. A sixth sense steered me out of the cave we were in and guided me to the island's hotel.
ReplyDeleteAnd then I saw him through the open window: my body. Or at least, I thought it was my body. He was in a hotel room, naked, with a gorgeous blonde woman. Thrusting into her furiously. I didn’t think twice. I dove straight for my body.
Except, I missed.
I hit her instead—her mouth, to be precise. I was sucked into her mouth mid-moan, dragged through like a vacuum. It felt like being pulled through syrup. And then, suddenly, I was her.
Naked. Vulnerable. Impaled. The person controlling my old body didn’t even miss a beat, thrusting deep into my newly acquired wet folds. Trying to make sense of the alien weight of her body, the softness, the long hair brushing my shoulders. A bright green light emerged from between my bouncing breasts. A thin hound looking demon popped out. Growling towards me And then I saw it. Standing before me, I couldn’t do anything because of the overwhelming pleasure. I could only hope it wouldn't disrupt the delicious pounding I was receiving. And as said, the sunlight pouring through the window started to scorch it. It stumbled back, hissing, until it crumbled into ash.
The current owner of my old body didn’t care. He was to preoccupied breeding the fuck out of me.
After the chaos, the island was shut down. There was no explanation towards what went down with the protoplasms. No one profesional enough to deal with the magic of the island to swap back any mistaken identity. Not even the Mystery Gang could help. So the few of us were forced to live on in new bodies. I don’t hate it though, I’ve gotten used to this nimble body, it’s femininity, it’ wardrobe, it’s orgasms. And I can’t say I don’t enjoy the pleasure my old body makes me feel. Whoever landed in my old body sure knows how to use my cock. Well, better than I ever could…