This tight, moist hole that opens and closes within me. No longer have anything but these two plump lips that hang softly together, making up most of my body-mass. Or at least close my eyes and go back to sleep.īut I’m incapable of doing either. I want to angrily reach up and swat her hand away. Half asleep, she reaches down with one delicate hand and starts playing lazily with my tiny tuft of wiry hair. Her legs draw up, her thighs moving like two vast towers of flesh, pressing up either side of me, squashing me. She shifts slightly, rolling on her side, and my whole world seems to lurch with her. My mistress, laughing in her sleep, almost as if she’s heard me. In the half-gloom, high above me, I hear a faint, sleepy giggle. Since they passed my cruel and awful sentence, I haven’t had to worry about anything at all. Pinching her bum and asking if she’ll join me for a dirty weekend somewhere. Never have to worry about showing up on time, or wearing a suit, or flirting with Karen, my dark-haired, beautiful secretary. And I remember that I will never, ever have to worry about going to work, ever again. Stupidly, I still believe that these human actions are something I’m capable of. Try to roll over in the bed, to reach out, to check my cell and see what time it is, see if the alarm has failed to go off. Like most mornings, I have a moment’s disorientation, a moment when I forget what’s happened to me, and briefly wonder where I am.įor a split second, I even panic that I’ll be late for work. Slightly bent, from where she’s curled up while sleeping, no doubt with a faint smile on her impossibly-beautiful face. Either side of me, the legs of my mistress stretch away from me impossibly long, impossibly big. The light is almost gray beneath the sheets, cold and distant. I reluctantly agreed, and quickly came to regret it, since it turned out Sarah wasn’t the only one to get her hands on that helmet.I wake up slowly, as I always do, the moment dawn breaks. I liked Sarah, but we hadn’t known each other all that long, and I didn’t trust her with something like that. In that case, I’d just wake up afterwards, having no idea what had transpired while she rode me. If she wanted, she’d be able to make me completely ‘black out’, cutting me off from any awareness of what my body was doing. I would be just a passenger in my own body, unable to even blink by myself, just watching myself move until Sarah had the good graces to release me. Sarah would be able to feel, see, and hear everything I did, and she’d also be the one behind the controls.
See, the thing is, when you’re wearing the receiver, whoever wears the helmet has complete control over your body - as if it were their own. Why she wanted to try out being the small mousy girl from biology, I had no idea, but the concept made me uncomfortable. Sarah had been pestering me all day to let her try out the Body Rentals device on me.
Let somebody borrow my body? I’m not too sure… Type of Change: Age Regression, Body Swap, Cultural, Fast/Instant Change, Identity Theft, Racial, Stuck Story Theme: Babyhood, Beauty/Fashion, Comedy, Coming of Age, Everyday Living, Pregnancy, Romance, Second Childhood, Sports Sexual Orientation: Changes to be Attracted Only to Men, Changes to be Attracted Only to Women, Changes to be Bisexual, Does Not Change Personality: Bad to Good, Cultural/Nationality Change, Fights Change, From Dominant to Submissive, From Submissive to Dominant, Good to Bad, Loses Identity Locale: College, Family Household, Strip Club Turned Into: Adult, Baby, Boyfriend, Bride, Child, Daughter, Girlfriend, Husband, Model, Mother, Prostitute, Secretary, Sissy, Son, Stewardess, Stripper, Teenager, Twin, Wifeįeatured Items: Bikinis, Bridal Gown, Lingerie, Sex Toys, Work Uniform Type of Change: Age Regression, Artificial Age Progression, Body Suit, Body Swap, Fast/Instant Change, Identity Theft, Mechanical Device, Mind Control, Slow/Gradual Change Story Theme: Captive, Costume or Halloween, Everyday Living, Fan Fiction, Horror, Mind/Body Posession, Mythical Setting Sexual Orientation: Changes to be Bisexual Personality: Bad to Good, Cultural/Nationality Change, Fights Change, Good to Bad, Loses Identity, Made Smarter Motivation for Change: As Justice for a Crime, Female Domination, For a Job, Forced, In Hiding, Male Domination, Revenge, Tricked, Undercover, Willing or Voluntary Turned Into: Adult, Alien, Cheerleader, Daughter, Fantasy Character, Girlfriend, Model, Teenager, Twinįeatured Items: Boots, High Heels, Latex or Rubber Clothing, Masks, Undies Characters: Male to Female, Adult (27-62 yrs), Male to Female, Young Adult (20-26 yrs)
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