Part 1
After his first lesbian experience, Devon spent months chasing that sexual high. Nothing came close as a guy. The penis just wasn't sensitive enough. He decided to seek out his original borrowed body, that one woman who went to his gym, for another possession session. When he performed the ritual, he was shocked to find himself sitting in jail.
What happened here? he thought. He was about to undo the spell, but just then the guards walked in with another prisoner. To his amazement, it was the very woman he fucked in the shower the last time. And she was clearly not wearing a bra. "Well look at what we have here," Devon said out loud. She said nothing.
"I was hoping to run into you again," Devon continued, his heart already beating faster with lust. "Why don't you take off those clothes for me?" The woman said nothing, but despite standing in a jail cell, she complied immediately. She removed her white shirt, revealing her ample bosom, followed by her gray sweatpants. Curiously, she was wearing no underwear of any kind. "Now turn around for me." The woman did a slow 360 degree turn, showing off each of her amazing assets.
"Have a seat next to me," Devon commanded. He wanted her so badly that he completely disregarded the situation the two of them were in. The woman took a few steps toward him, letting her hips sway and her breasts bounce, before taking a seat on the bench to his right. Devon hovered his lips on her shoulder before going for her neck. As he began kissing her, he reached his arm across her chest and began fondling her body. Who knew how long until the guards came back? Devon didn't care. Even if they were caught, it wasn't his body.
