"Ughhh... another one of you freaks?! Lemme guess, you were that weirdo who 'accidentally' groped my ass on the bus." A voice rang out inside my head as I enjoyed my first few steps in my newest sexy, stolen body. I ignored the voice, enjoying the bounce of my tits. It wasn't the first time I'd forgotten to put my mount's mind to sleep. So, with a smile, I shut her off and continued walking.
"How many times... I'm really not a fan of that 'tingling' feeling you freaks do to me. It doesn't put me to sleep, it doesn't mess with my memories or whatever, it's just annoying. Now get lost." The voice said again, despite my attempts. Again, I tried putting her to sleep. Again, it didn't seem to work and she let out an annoyed groan inside my head. "It doesn't work, I'm telling you. Some old lady that 'borrowed' my ex already told me I'm immune to all this 'mind stuff', so stop trying. Just hop out already. I'm not gonna tell the cops about you hoppers or whatever. We got a deal?" She groaned, her tone more annoyed than anything. I just ignored her and kept on my eye, searching for someone I could have a bit of fun with. Before long, I found quite the hunk...
When I wrapped my arms around his, pressing my new tits against his arm, looking up at him like the horny slut she most definitely wasn't, she kept asking and complaining. When I guided the aroused, stupid man to the nearest hotel, she started becoming a bit more upset, her "voice" getting louder and louder. When I pushed him down onto the bed, and stripped, putting on a little show, she started pleading. As I hovered above his girth, licking my lips as "my" pussy quivered with excitement, she fell silent at last, although I could still sense her within my mind.
My mind went blank at first. "My" eyes rolled back into my head as I howled out some inhuman collection of syllables. I'd had plenty of sex before, on every spot on the gender spectrum. But this... in Autumn... I was addicted immediately. It didn't matter if I couldn't actually put her mind to sleep or anything. Actually... it kind of made it hotter. Sure, she was annoying, but... hearing her whimper inside my mind, using every grain of her willpower to hold back the moans of pleasure that I had no reservations letting out... I'm not insane for falling in love with it, right?
"*Hey... can you leave yet? What round is it... six? Seven? I won't be able to walk tomorrow if you keep this up.*" Autumn asked, her "voice" shaky and dripping with arousal. Every thrust, every single time his fingers dug into the fat flesh of our ass, she would quietly moan, obviously running low on willpower by that point. "*Please, I... I feel him, he's going to cum! Please, just-*" She screamed, letting out a thunderous moan inside my head as Señor Hunk's cock erupted within our gripping cunt for another time...
"*HOW IS HE STILL CUMMING?! HE SHOULD BE RUNNING ON EMPTY BY NOW!!!*" Autumn bellowed as we were forced on our back. Every thrust, every grunt our partner did, we moaned in unison. Our brow furrowed as, I tried as best as I could, to beg him to thrust faster and harder, as rough as possible. The poor, exhausted guy just panted and slowly nodded his sweaty head each time, somehow more worn out than our body. "*S-STOP! I-I... I have a hot friend, she's probably a better body than miiIIINE!*" Autumn tried to plead, letting out a shrill, whiny moan as the slow dribble of spunk left the exhausted hunk's manhood...
A Week Later...
"*A-Angela... I... I guess that was one of your friends that jumped into her chest? And the matching 'outfits', how... have you been planning this since I told you about her?!*" Autumn whimpered inside my mind, utterly defeated as the two of us put on a little show for the camera, held by some poor guy with a massive tent in his jeans. Angela, the woman on the left was the "friend" Autumn had tried to sell out. Apparently, she was some rival or something, as far back as middle school, although that didn't matter one bit to me and my pal Dale. He put the whole thing together. Well... really just the outfits and a place for Autumn to watch as Dale sprinted at Angela, dived into her convulsing chest, and seize full control over the big-breasted slut. And, well... as he did our little dance and everything, we both realized just how horny we were...
"She's really awake for this whole thing? And you can't shut her off?" "Angela" asked between greedily sucking and licking my nipple. I moaned, my legs already growing weak from my body's insane sensitivity, and nodded. "Luuucky... I heard those types are rare. Wanna trade?" "Angela" asked, jiggling my perfect breast for the camera as the horny sap holding it came closer. "C'mon... memory manipulating is useful, Autumn-"
"I'm NEVER leaving this body!" I declared, my thighs clacking together as my snatch started to ache for the pimple-faced cameraman who wasn't hearing a thing either of the gorgeous, horny women in front of him were saying. "S-SoRrY!!" I shrieked, my hips bucking and my back arching. "Camera... camera... dude... I need your dick..." I panted, despite the protests coated in arousal echoed within my head, not yet appreciating her position...