Cerise felt better than she ever had in her whole life. As the athletic captain of the cheer team (go Snoozeton Sleepers!) she kept herself in shape, but that was nothing compared to the strength she felt coursing through her veins right now. She felt invincible. She stared into the mirror and a handsome, twenty three year old jock stared back. Even just standing there she could see that Jack was the epitome of physical perfection, it was clear in the way that his clothing hugged him and his perfectly sculpted muscles. She lifted his shirt and counted to six. Who knew math could be so fun? And then there was the treasure hiding in her rapidly tightening pants at the moment. She would almost be horrified of the new appendage but it was sending so many lovely, ticklish sensations into her stomach that she was very much looking forward to getting familiar with it.
Standing beside her, Jack stared into the same mirror, less than thrilled. As he stared at his new reflection he found a lot to like. Cerise's face and dark skin were beautiful, her figure was trim and shapely, and he'd be lying if he said his eyes didn't keep drifting to her breasts. If he saw her on the street he'd think she was an attractive girl, if not one who was a little too young for him. And yet, she was lovely, but she wasn't him. This body wasn't his, or at least, it shouldn't be. He was supposed to get girls, not be them! He felt small and vulnerable. He missed his height, he missed his muscles, he missed his dick.
"Wow..." Jack heard his own voice gasp, and he was shaken from his thoughts to find Cerise holding the front of his shorts forward, staring down at his body's penis.
"Hey!" He snapped. "That's mine!"
"Sorry." Cerise mumbled, even though she really wasn't. A glance had told her all she had needed to know. She didn't want to give this body up. Not yet, not until she'd had some fun. She'd come over here with the intention of getting to see Jack Mack's body and in a roundabout sort of way, this was her opportunity. Her mind raced as she thought of the fun she could get up to in this body. She needed a plan.
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