Chapter #11A new body it is. by: Slainte   That whole notion earlier of breasts becoming cumbersome had been playing out in your mind constantly, so maybe a downgrade wasn't such a bad idea. Besides if you decided you wanted some larger ones later on it wasn't as if you couldn't change your mind. The mother should do nicely, her C cups were a size down from your own and ought to be perfectly manageable. For a woman of 38 she didn't look half bad either, she was pretty slim save for a bit of belly fat which didn't really hurt her image. She'd probably appreciate having a twenty-something year old body again anyways, not that she'd know the difference.
Hardly caring for discretion any longer you marched right on over to the woman, your heels clicking still as you walked. Man that was sexy, you'd always thought so and now being in your own set made it even more so. With the family walking away from you it was an easy matter to get a hold of your target, and with a quick yank you removed the woman's head from her body. The rest of her family kept on walking obliviously, and since you did feel slightly bad about taking the kids' mum you would be quick about this. Removing your own head you quickly placed it on your new body, handing over the other to the mother. As with all of your other subjects before she blinked a few times before remembering herself, hurrying after her family on her new, tighter and younger body. You watched with a broad grin as she came alongside her husband and planted him a big kiss, his hand going right around her new svelte form. Yeah buddy, you go get some of that!
With that taken care of you took a moment to appreciate your newest acquisition. Like you had thought before she really wasn't in half bad condition, the fat wouldn't even be noticeable in a bit of baggier clothing. Cupping your breasts in your hands you gave them a good squeezing, ecstatic to find they were still plenty sensitive. The middle of the mall wasn't exactly the place to strip down and examine yourself, so it was probably best to find another place. Just because you could swap people indiscriminately didn't mean you could fondle yourself in public without drawing attention. Forcing your teenaged self to settle down for the moment you marched along to the nearest men's room, still amused that the guys you passed saw nothing wrong with your current state.
Finding the first empty stall you could you immediately ducked inside, locking the door and smiling lustfully as you looked down at yourself. Older body or not you thought it was pretty hot, it would fit your needs just nicely. Again your hands went up to your breasts, giving them squeezes that sent chills running down your spine. Fun as it was to play with your breasts they were hardly the only thing you were interested in with this body. Taking a seat on the toilet you lifted one leg up in an unladylike fashion, laying it across the toilet paper dispenser and hitching up your skirt. Beneath that were a pair of black panties, nothing extraordinary but sexy in their own right. Already you could feel a moistness down below from a result of simply the situation you were in. With a smirk you looked back at your chest, running a hand over one breast and chuckling. "I can do better than that..."
You didn't care that you were in a public restroom, or that those around you might pick up on what was going on. You were a teenaged boy on a woman's body, there was one thing and one thing alone you wanted to do. First sliding off your cardigan you tossed it to the side, next wrestling with your shirt to get it up and off. After that you undid a clasp on your skirt with some fumbling and let it fall to the floor, being left standing in naught but your panties, bra and the sandals. In only your undergarments you got a much better appreciation for the body you'd stolen, and your lust to toy with it only increased to boot. Taking a seat back on the toilet again you slipped one hand under the cup of your bra, grabbing hold of a nipple with your slender fingers and giving it a tweak. They were more sensitive then you'd expected and you had to bite your tongue to stop yourself from gasping aloud, your body breaking out into goosebumps. This was going to be fun.
After squeezing and rubbing your breasts for a moment you found you could no longer ignore your ever moistening vagina, it needed some loving too. Smirking you snaked a hand down your stomach, teasing yourself a little as you brushed your fingers over the fabric of your panties. Even that little act in your aroused state made you shudder, and you'd barely even begun. Sticking a hand beneath your underwear you found the moist lips of your womanhood with your fingertips, circling around it to try and arouse yourself even further. When it felt like you may just burst you had to go further, pushing aside your labia and sliding a finger right on inside. Feeling around for a bit you let out a faint moan when you found your sweet spot, immediately beginning to move in on that. Your hand began moving back and forth as did your finger, and a pressure in your lower extremities began to build. Well aware of the men in the restroom you had to bite down on your thumb to stop from making noise, and even then sounds slipped out.
One finger just wasn't cutting it on its own, so you ramped things up a bit by slipping a second in. Double the fingers, double the fun, right? It certainly did feel better, and pretty soon your hips were rocking with your hand, you could feel an orgasm coming on. Wanting to postpone it as long as possible you did your damnedest to hold it back, yet at the same time went back to groping and teasing your breasts. The combined pleasure of your hands working their magic brought you to your breaking point fairly quickly, and after a few moments longer you found yourself experiencing your first climax with this body. It was amazing, this woman hadn't gotten any in a while by the feel of it. Maybe then you were doing her a favor, she could use it. With a goofy grin on your face you leaned back a bit on the toilet, sighing happily to yourself. Way better than a man's body, no doubt. After riding the body to your first orgasm you weren't entirely sure what to do with yourself, so should you...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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