Running Amy's hands over her supple breasts, James chuckled away to himself as he laid there prostrate on her bed. He liked possessing this teenager's body, but he didn't want to restrict himself to it either, not when he could be ANYONE he wanted. "I think its about time a few other people got themselves a nice criminal record" James laughed again in his victim's girly tone.
He got to Amy's feet and then marched out of her room, he saw her mother, Jane, just exiting the bathroom drying her hands on a towel. "Heya sweetie, anything wrong?" the 30-something woman beamed, her shoulder-length brunette hair framing her pretty face magnificently and her designer glasses giving her an intelligent appearance.
"No, nothing's wrong!" James replied with a wicked little grin.
"Er...okay" Amy's mom said with her own chuckle...which was accompanied by a frown. "Now what's the joke?" he asked.
James sashayed over to the unsuspecting woman, and he eyed her up provocatively. "You know mom, I don't think I ever really told you how hot you are...really, you're so sexy!" he told Amy's mother. "In fact...what do you say you give me the opportunity to show you just how much I love you...mom!" he then cooed into her ear.
"Honey...that's enough, have you been on drugs?" Jane responded angrily.
"No, I don't need drugs to feel good now" James said, shaking Amy's head gently. And without another word...James lunged forward...planting Amy's lips firmly on her mother's and shoving a hand down her pants onto her fabric-covered pussy. The usual struggle and muffled cries followed but it didn't last long, because James quickly switched into Jane's body...then drew away from a very confused Amy.
"I think somebody needs to get laid sweetie, sexually assaulting your own mother like that, tut, tut!" James chuckled to Amy. "Tell you what, I'm sure young Ryan will be willing to get you into his bed if you just ask him" he laughed.
James then looked down at his new body, in its late 30's but still in great shape, he ran his manicured hands over Jane's large D-Cup breasts and grinned maniacally. "I can see where you get your big tits from sweetheart" he then winked at Amy. "Mom?" Amy mumbled in shock and befuddlement, as she watched her own mother feeling herself up in front of her.
"Go back to your room sweetie, mommy's busy!" James told the girl, before turning on Jane's modest, 2-inch heels and walking downstairs, idly chucking the towel he was holding to one side in the process.
Poor Amy had no idea what was happening.
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