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Using a blowpipe to take over someone else their body. GP's for chapters.
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Chapter #5

Explore Tracy's body. Morals be damned.

    by: ReshiramBlack Author IconMail Icon
You push all morals aside. This was a unique opportunity for you, a healthy young male borrowing the body of a beautiful young adult woman isn't a situation most people will ever experience.

You set the blowpipe down on her desk, and stand in front of the mirror.

You pose this way and that, modeling for yourself, but her baggy sweater and sweatpants didn't help, aside from rare glimpses of her cleavage as you moved. You grab the sweater from the bottom, and lift it up and over your head, giving it a strong tug to get it over your voluminous chest.

You throw it to her bed, and now are greeted by her risqué looking frilly blue bra, doing its absolute best to contain her massive globes of fat.

You lift them from below with your small dainty hands, and sort of juggle them in your hands, watching the cascading ripples of flesh.

You give a lopsided smile, blushing a bit, as you watch your sister in the mirror acting like she's never touched her own tits before, looking slightly embarrassed.

You stop for a second, and give a little hop, watching with glee as your breasts bounced up and down, before settling back into place.

Curiously, you poke at a boob with a manicured finger, pushing in as far as you can. You peel back a bra cup, squinting, as you get your first view of her bare nipple, already erect from your exploring.

You lean forward, hands on your knees, as you wink into the mirror, ponytail draped over your shoulder.

You avert your eyes, blushing even harder, a deeper shade of red.

God, was she always this fuckin' hot!? You think to yourself.

Next, you stand straight and untie the front of your sweatpants, and slowly, begin to lower them, exposing your shapely round ass, and your frilly blue panties.

You step out of them and look upon yourself again, your sister standing there wearing only her bare necessities, face flushed red.

You turn around and present your ass to the mirror, rubbing it with your hands. It was soft, and she definitely had some fat packed in there as you squeezed it, the ass flesh overfilling your hands.

You hesitate, and then give it a light smack, watching as you sent ripples across the surface.

"Heh, that felt kinda nice..."

You continue giving it some smacks, watching with childlike glee as your ass flesh jiggled.

Soon, you turn your attention back to the amazing mammaries hanging from your chest.

You reach behind, fumbling for the bra clasp, and after a minute of struggle, you unhook it, the bra slowly falling to the floor.

There you were, braless, your bare busom exposed to the air. Both nipples stood erect, imposingly. You let out a low whistle, as you turn your torso back and forth, your breasts wobbling freely, no longer constrained.

You absentmindedly grab both of them with your hands, the titty flesh pretty much absorbing them. You squeeze them, gently, as you enjoy the sensual feeling coming over you. You feel your crotch growing warmer, as you traced circles around your areolas.

"I wonder if..."

You lift a breast upwards, towards your face, as you extend your sister's own tongue out, giving a nipple a cautious lick.

Your tongue snakes around the nipple, before you take it in your mouth, rolling it between your teeth, as you began to suck on it.

With your free hand, you begin to rub the front of your panty covered crotch, slowly at first, but soon fell into a rhythm.

This was your first time as a woman, after all, you didn't know how to masturbate properly, but you did dabble in your fair share of porn and hentai watching, so you did your best with what you knew.

You soon make your way to the bed, falling onto your back, one leg propped up, the other aside as you made your hand find its way down the front of your panties, feeling around for that fabled place you've never seen in real life, her pussy.

You feel a small protrusion, and as you stroke it, you arch your back, an electric sensation coursing throughout your body, and you let out an audible moan.

You knead your breasts in turn as you continue to rub at your slit, the bed creaking as your movements intensified.

Did all women feel like this when they masturbate!? God, I wish I knew how to do this properly, but...it already feels amazing~!

As you continued masturbating in Tracy's body, you felt orgasm after orgasm reach you, but you couldn't stop, your moans filling the room.

Soon enough, you finally collapse, gasping for air, pussy juices soaking the bed, your panties absolutely drenched, and your tits covered in drool.

"That...was...amazing..."

You say between breaths, as your heavy busom heaved with every breath you took.

*Knock Knock Knock*

You jolt up, face paling in fear. Someone was at the door! You dive for the sweater and sweatpants, hastily throwing them on, and a quick glimpse in the mirror showed your sister's face still flushed red, with a look of lust and a bit of drool hanging from her mouth.

You wipe it off with your sleeve, and run to the door, opening it.

A grimacing Angelina greeted you. She had bags under her eyes, and looked mildly pissed off.

"Sis...If you're going to, you know...could you do it a little QUIETER?"

Her arms were crossed, as she tapped her foot in frustration.

You sheepishly hand your head.

"S-Sorry, Angelina...I'll uh...keep that in check...yeah, sorry..."

She gives a grunt and turns around, going back to her room.

You shut the door, and observe the aftermath.

Not only were you still a big disheveled, but those sheets definitely needed a wash, and your soaked panties were damp and sticky now.

"Well, if she thinks she did all of this, I'll be in the clear...right?"

You ponder your next move.

You have the following choices:

*Noteb*
1. Clean up your mess and your sister's body

*Noteb*
2. Leave her body, she'll think she did all of this herself anyway

*Noteb* indicates the next chapter needs to be written.
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