It had been only a few days since you'd aquisitioned the life and body of Clara, the young college graduate, and already you had her flatmates eating out of the palm of your hand. Almost literally. As you've gathered from your experience as her, Clara had always been the leader of the small sorority, the crazy one who instigated everything. It hadn't taken much pushing to suggest that they all strip and pose. It had taken more than a little tequila mind.
Their bodies pressed against your own, and you slid your hand further down Clara's friend back, revelling in the knowledge that none of them were aware that the real Clara was currently...
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