This choice: Continue in the cold back alley • Go Back...Chapter #5Continue in the cold back alley by: mumbalo   You didn't care and kept exploring your new body. Still squatting in the back alley and
bent forward, so you could better see between your shapely legs, you brushed your slender
fingers through the woman's former pubic hair. The perky b-cup breasts on your chest
got squished together by your upper arms, but since you did not wear a bra, this was not
much of a problem. It even made you hornier, being alerted of their presence on your
borrowed body and their soft consistence. Even though your were shivering in your
female form, curiosity won once more and you opened your leather coat and slid up the
white turtleneck underneath to reveal a pale white, smooth stomach. As you were about to
touch it, you felt a tugging on your neck and heard a snapping sound, as someone behind you
tore off the collar that put you into this situation. The force of the assault threw you off
balance and caused you to land on your soft, nude behind. With your red haired vagina exposed
into the cold air of this russian city, you laid there on the floor an wiggled around with your
unfamiliar and sexy appendages like a tortoise on it's back. Not being used to your new center
of gravity and this body's proportions, it took you a while to get back on your 4-inch stilettos.
Finally you managed to get up, feeling the perky breasts under your turtleneck shift around.
You pulled the panties and tight jeans up your long legs as fast as possible and started pursuing
the thief. It was nearly impossible to match the speed of your assailant with your current footwear,
but you still managed to track him into another back allay around the corner, while ignoring your
jiggling breasts and the swaying of your wide hips. To your luck, it was a dead-end and the
tracksuit wearing thief was out of options, or so you thought. He had to have seen your head's
arrival on this woman's body, because the next thing he did was putting the collar on his own neck.
The weird map started showing up instantly and after the thief chose a location, the blue light started
blinding both if you. After it died down again, you removed the soft hand you put in front of your eyes
and looked at the results. Attached to the hairy, tracksuit wearing body of the thief was now the head
of a beautiful blonde girl, maybe around 18 years old. She let out a high pitched shriek, as she padded
down her flat chest and looked at you with shock in her eyes. You were shocked as well, when you
noticed, that the collar was not around her neck mismatched neck.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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