If you catch my drift?

"You little piece pf shit! I can't believe you did that to me? At least now I know why you signed up for science camp, although your friends that were there now think you've turned into an idiot or are suffering from some psychological disease. You shouldn't have left me alone with them for 2 months? I told you you'd pay for this betrayal!"

"Oh Sheldon! My dear little brother. Whatever do you mean?", Jamie, or at least the girl that looked like Jamie said with a smirk

"I am NOT Sheldon, Sheldon! Now stop pretending to be me and give me back my beautiful body. In fact, wow! What have you been doing? My core looks fantastic! So you haven't just been lying by the pool or out drinking. Nice! Still, that doesn't completely make up for everything, but I guess I do owe you?, the old Jamie said.

"Oh Shelly, Shelly. Don't you mean MY core? It's awesome! Isn't it? Ben's been helping me out at the gym most day and we've really been, 'working up a sweat'." Sheldon said, giving his old body a devious wink.

"Ben? Ben who? Do you mean Ben from my year? I haven't seen him since graduation last year. I heard he had become a personal trainer or some thing, on top of doing pre med at school, or something like that. He's always been a little cute, if he wasn't so dorky.Why have you been hanging out with him? Oh please tell me you haven't embarrassed me around him or people that I know or I'll absolutely die?", Jamie said.

"Hangin out? Well if that's what you high school kids call dating, then yeah! We've been hanging out. In fact he's due here soon to relax by the pool. Maybe you can get us drinks or stuff? Would you like that?" Sheldon said with a laugh.

"Dating? DATING?? Tell me you haven't done anything gross with my body. Eeeewww! You wouldn't have kissed him. You're not gay or anything. You didn't make some deal with his little brother to touch my boobs or something, did you? You and Ben's twerpy little brother are in the same class in school, aren't you? What did you do? Tell me right now you little shitstain!", Jamie was almost yellingin her brothers body. The madder she got, the more her old body smiled and chuckled at her.

"Don't you know your own friends Shelly? Ben's little brother Chad is one of your besties I believe.I'm sure he'd help you with anything. I've always found Ben to be quite sexy ad attractive. I just made sure no one knew until I could actually do something about it. It was great that YOUR friend found that medallion that helped me to fulfill all my fantasies. I've always thought this body could be better and I've spent the last 2 months giving it almost as much attention as Ben has. You may think he's a dweeb, but he's an extremely well hung dweeb and really knows what he's doing, if you know what I mean?", Sheldon said with another wink.

Jamie had a very confused look on her brothers face, "Wait?Are you saying you are gay? That you've always liked boys? Why didn't you say something? I would have helped you with that. You didn't have to steal my body to help? What are you going to do now? Have you gotten all attached? Have you gotten Ben out of your system? It'll be different with the next guy ans you'll both be, well, guys. Now I just feel bad for you. Well hung you say? Well I'm not impressed that you've been getting  my body fucked, but if Ben is that good, although what do YOU have to compare it to, it might be worth a try. And he's planning on being a doctor you say? Hmmm,that might do me quite nicely. They're usually rich. This might have been for the better little brother? Has he been working out too? Is his body all hot as well?"

Just then, someone walked in through the gate. Jamie turned around and her mouth dropped. There, in nothing but board shorts and flip flops walked a very buff, very handsome Ben. He had changed quite a bit since Jamie had last seen him at graduation. He was topless, and he had every right to be. his perfect pecs and washboard stomach almost made Jamie drool. As he walked past Jamie, he ruffled her mop top and said, "Hey squirt! Good to see you. Chad was asking when you'd be back. He'll be happy to see you.". Then he looked at Jamie's old body and smiled. "Hey babe!", he said and scooped Sheldon up in his strong arms and pressed his face hard into Sheldon's. Sheldon reached up, ran his sisters hands up through Ben's hair and pressed his sisters body hard into Ben's.

When they finally let go of each other, Jamie could see how Ben's body had reacted to her old body and had to admit her brother was right. Ben was definitely very well hung.

"Why don't you go in and get us a couple glasses of ice tea honey? You know where it is. Make sure you say hi to mom. She'll be happy to see you." Sheldon said.

"Babe! She sees me every day." Ben said with a laugh, and walked into the house.

Sheldon leaned back in the lounge chair and looked at his old body with interest. "You still don't understand, do you? I'm not gay. Ben is the ONLY guy I've ever liked. I still like girls, as your friend Becky found out one night during a heavier drinking session. It was fun but I don;t want to share Ben again. Noe dear Shelly, God I always hated that nickname, but it's not so bad calling you it, no we aren't swapping back. This is my body now. I love being Jamie and I'm going to STAY being Jamie. You're going to have to deal with it. Now why don't you go over and get acquainted with Chad? He's actually a great friend. Maybe one day he'll show you the medallion and let you swap with someone. It just won't be me. Steps I've taken ensure tat this body can never be taken from me. Even if I wanted it to. No run along Shelly. Unless you want to see Ben virtually fuck me her on the chair, and in the water, and in the hot tub. If you catch my drift?" 

Not What Either Expected.

"Ba ha ha! See! You can't even walk in those shoes, let alone try to put my skirt on while wearing them. How on earth do you expect to be able to go into my work and pretend to be me? You likely should have put the skirt on before you put the shoes on, but what would I know about my own body."

"Oh really mom? Is that what you think?"Jonathan said as he looked up at his mother from the floor. He thought he was giving her a stern look, but Mary was disturbed by the look. She wasn't sure what bothered her more, how seductive and attractive her own body looked, or how her son's body, which she currently occupied, was reacting to the look. She wasn't sure how to stop the bulge starting in her pants so turned away while Jonathan awkwardly got back to his feet in the stilts he had chosen to wear this morning.

Jonathan was your typical, spoiled, 17 year old boy. Did nothing but lounge around the house, playing video games and staying out late with his friends. Mary knew that he was drinking and hoped he wasn't doing drugs. A couple of the young ladies from school had been hanging around a bit too much and she only hoped Jonathan was using condoms as she knew he was having sex pretty regularly when he told her he was 'studying'.

Lately, it had been a bit worse. Jonathan had been more than a little disrespectful, trashing the house most days, not doing his chores, and she was pretty sure one or more of the young girls her son was having sex with was trying on her clothes, if not outright stealing them  He'd also had sex on or in her bed on more than one occasion. Something he denied, but she knew had happened.

Mary couldn't wait for the holidays to be over so that her son wouldn't have the time to sit around the house doing nothing. She really wished he would get a job and stay occupied. She tried to convince him that if he did, he'd be earning his own money and would then have a bit more freedom, but he wouldn't listen. That's when one of her coworkers suggested she try a serum to swap bodies with her son.

At first, Mary just laughed this off, but when her co-worker explained that she could spend a bit of time as a 17 year old, get Jonathan a job and when he was back in his body he'd realise the benefits when the money started coming in. It was when it was mentioned that in her son's body, Jonathan would be the one that would have to clean up after her, that she decided she'd do it.

That night, she put the serum in her sons drink just before bed. Both felt extremely tired almost straight away and went to bed. In no time, they were both fast asleep.

Early in the morning, Mary was awoken my a shrill, woman's scream. She jumped up to see what was going on and fell to the ground. Near her on the ground was a pile of smelly clothes and she felt an awkward sensation in her pj bottoms. Wait! She didn't wear pj's let alone bottoms. What was going on? That's when she noticed she was in her son's room. She loked down and was shocked to see she had a young mans body right down to the erection in her pants.

Although she expected it, well all but the erection, she was still more than a little shocked. She ran out to find Jonathan, only to see her own body, one breast hanging outside of her tank top, and a look of absolute panic on her face. "Jonathan? Is that you?", she said.

"Who the fuck? Mom? Is that you? In my body? How did this happen? Change us back! Change us back now!", Jonathan said in Mary's voice, albeit a couple octaves higher than normal.

"Now relax son. I know this seems strange, but it's about time you learned a thing or two about your behaviour..."

"WHAT? YOU did this? On PURPOSE? Fix it mom. Fix it NOW!"

Mary just smirked at her son. "I don't think so, 'mom'!" she said. "You're going to learn a little responsibility. The sooner you accept this and act accordingly, the sooner I'll change us back The more you protest, the more you ignore me or your new responsibilities, and the longer you'll stay like that. Do you understand me?"

"But...". Jonathan began.

"No buts! Now, it's still early. I suggest you put my breast back in your top, return to bed and get a couple hours more sleep. You can call in sick for work for me in the morning, but like I said, misbehave or try to fight against this and you'll be going to work for me too, understand. Now, I'm going back to MY bed.", Mary said with a little chuckle, and turned around and went back in to Jonathan's room and crawled under the covers.

Jonathan just stood there, his legs shaking, casually putting one of his new breasts back into his moms night time singlet. He wasn't sure what to do so turned around and climbed back under his mother's covers.

Mary woke a couple hours later, once again with a rock hard penis. She sighed and went to push it down, but that sent a little wave of pleasure through her body. She wondered if she should do something about it? She could hear Jonathan in her shower and wondered what he was doing? Was he using the sound of the shower to mask exploring her body? That just encouraged her so she made her way to Jonathan's shower, turned it, and stepped in with a firm grip on her new member.

What an amazing feeling. Mary found that whether she was gentle or pulled on her new dick hard, the pleasure was unbelievable. In no time she had shot her sons seed all over the inside of the shower and was still hard enough to keep going. It took a lot longer to cum a second time, but after she did, she quickly washed up, made sure all the cum was down the drain and stepped out into a fresh towel.

As she dressed, she marvelled at the difference in mens and womens clothes. The loose fitting of the boxers she pout on was a sharp contrast to the panties she was used to hugging her sex. It was nice to throw a top on without having to struggle with an uncomfortable bra beforehand, then slipped on a loose pair of jeans. Much different from the tight women's jeans she was used to.

As she went to make her way downstairs,she heard a familiar click click on the kitchen floor. As if someone was walking around in heels. She quickly jumped down the stairs to see her body standing there. make up looking perfect, in fact as if she was going out rather than to work, a pair of pantyhouse with her special occasion thing underneath them, and her favourite blue blazer over a white blouse. She cold just make out the matching bra to the thong underneath the blouse. The matching skirt was in her old hand while a cup of coffee was in the other. She couldn't believe how good she actually looked.

Jonathan gave his mom a sultry smirk, put the coffee down. "Well. I do have to go to work, 'son' so I need to look professional.", he said and with that hev attempted to step into the skirt. Of course, he was wearing a pair of shoes that were ridiculously high,that his mother only wore on 'special occasions' and that's when he fell onto the ground. It hurt a little but he didn't want to show his mother that so stayed on the ground for a minute. 

After listening to his mother laugh ay him and getting to his feet, Jonathan leaned against the counter and slowly stepped into the skirt and pulled it up his soft legs. He made a mental not to put the skirt on tomorrow BEFORE the shoes. He was surprised how comfortable the shoes were and they were actually easy to walk in.

It was then that Mary turned around to see her son pick up her purse and her car keys and head to the door. "Remember to do your chores and look for a job son. I'll see you after work" He turned and with an extra smirk said, "Enjoy your time with Trish when she gets here."

Jonathan seemed to know how to get to his mother's office, where the staff car park was and what ID needed to be used to get in. He was thinking that he'd make a fool of his mother and force her to switchback, but when he actually entered the office, he felt a pang of trepidation and wasn't sure he could go through with it. What if he couldn't get out of this body? He decided to see how the day went. He realised there was a strong residue of his mother's memories accessible that would allow him to hopefully do her job, so into the office he went to begin.

As the day went on, Jonathan became more and more comfortable and confident. This wasn't so bad. Perhaps he should listen to his mother and actually look for a job. The only thing he was struggling with was interaction with one of the new associates. Dave was a well built man in his mid 20's with chiseled features. Every woman in the office seemed to stare at him a little longer than they likely should whenever he walked by and Jonathan was no different. Jonathan also noticed a warm dampness in his crotch whenever he made eye contact with Dave.

It was just after lunch that Jonathan was in his office and Dave stepped in with some files. Jonathan didn't notice Dave mostly close her office door before going over to his desk. "Here are the files you asked for Ms. Thames." Dave said as he put the files on the edge of the desk. Jonathan didn't remember asking for any files and as he went to look, he felt Dave's warm breath on his neck as he leaned down and began nibbling just underneath Jonathan's new ear.

Jonathan melted at first,then snapped up and asked what Dave was doing?

"Just our usual afternoon 'meeting'." Dave said with a wink.

Oh my god! Was his mother fooling around with this guy? How long had this been going on? Jonathan was awash with conflicting emotions. Shock and panic at this discovery, but he was also feeling warm and maybe just a little bit horny. He got up on unsteady legs and walked toward his office door, leading Dave along with him.

At home, although she had promised herself she'd show her son how productive he could be if he put his mind to it, some of Jonathan's own latent thoughts were influencing Mary. She had decided to try one of his video games. A first person shooter where the object was to kill everyone and everything. She enjoyed it much more than she thought, and before she knew it, there was a mess in the kitchen where she had hastily made snacks, her pants were off and she was right into the game.

The time had passed and it was now afternoon and Mary had accomplished nothing other than getting further than Jonathan had at his favourite game. She took more pleasure than she should at that and was still concentrating when she heard a knock at the door. "COME IN!" she yelled, and continued playing.

Mary was still engrossed in the game but almost died when a pair of female hands slid down her new firm pecs. "WHAT THE FUCK?", she said as she paused the game and turned around to see the smiling face of her son's friend Trish.

Trish bounded across the back of the couch, locking her lips onto Mary's and kissing her deeply and passionately. It was a bit rougher and less refined than what she was used to, but she found she couldn't pull away, or was it that she didn't want to.

Trish slid down beside Mary, her hand quickly going to Mary's crotch to rub her quickly emerging hard on. Mary gasped but didn't protest. She realised that although it felt different with Trish rubbing her new cock, it was just as pleasurable as when she had done it herself. Maybe a little more. She wondered if that was because it was someone else doing it. She realised that she didn't care and kept kissing Trish and guiding her hand up and down Mary's very hard cock.

Mary found herself becoming very relaxed and leaned back against the couch as Trish began kissing her neck and down her chest. Before she knew what was going on, Trish was sliding her pouty lips down Mary's rock hard cock. Mary thought about protesting, but thought, why not? So this was why men liked this so much. She had done this quite a bit herself, and considered herself a bit of an expert, but it was nice feeling Trish work her way through it.

"Oh shit! I'm gonna cum!", Mary shouted out!

Trish just moaned and started sucking harder and faster. As Mary exploded into Trish's mouth and watched her swallow every drop, her head became very fuzzy. What was going on? This was the third time Mary had cum today, but this felt different. Why was he thinking his mane was Maty? That was his mom's name.

Trish got up, wiped her mouth and led Jonathan's body up to  the master bedroom. Jonathan's mom had some sexy lingerie that Trish still wanted to try on while she fucked Jonathan. She felt pretty good that he looked so dazed and confused. Obviously she was getting really good at blow jobs.

At the same time, across town in Mary's office, Jonathan reached the door to direct Dave out. As he grabbed the handle, his mind became fuzzy and he fell against the door, closing it instead. As Dave moved in and slid his hand up Jonathan's skirt, then down his panties to his already engorged clitoris. Jonathan couldn't help but grab Dave by the back of the head and shove his mother's tongue as far down Dave's throat as possible.

Jonathan still wasn't sure what was happening or what he was doing, when Dave bent his mother's body over her desk. Jonathan felt he should be protesting that Dave was sliding his skirt up and his pantyhose and panties down. This isn't what he had planned. As his head began to clear a bit and he thought about protesting, he felt something large press into his new pussy and he immediately smiled, thinking this was what he had been waiting for all day.

Dave could tell that Mary had used the serum on her son, and this was his chance to get their affair back on track.

Who's Who?

Abigail found herself struggling. Normally she would walk to school and not give it a second thought. She was young, beautiful and full of energy. That was before she'd gotten into a little trouble at school and the principal and her mother both decided that her enrollment in Swap Class was the best solution. Abigail resisted, but on the day was forced to go and endure the lecture then agree to the rules.

She looked around the room and wasn't impressed by her options. Most of the boys in the room were not good looking and the ones that were, a few of the jocks for example, were more than cute, but thicker than pig shit. She worried about them being smart enough to keep her body in good condition and not injure it. On top of that, she could see the partial erections that most of the boys were sporting, all in hopes of getting into the bodies of one of the pretty popular girls.

Abigail was definitely pretty, and a little bit popular, but not like Sarah, or Brittany, or any of their other friends that were forced to be here as well, but then again, when you try to seduce one or more of the male staff to raise your grades, especially offering them group sex, well then you kinda get what you deserved. Abigail use to be in that group, up to when they started high school. All the girls developed, but where as her friends liked to show off their new budding bodies, Abigail was much more reserved. She dressed conservatively, but not frumpy, and wore make up, but didn't slather it on or need to chip it off with hand tolls at the end of the day. Still, she knew that if she wanted to, she could be just as pretty, if not more beautiful than any of her old friends.

Looking at the leering looks from the boys, she was glad she was more reserved as few if any would choose her as their first pick. That's when she came out of her deep thoughts by what the teacher said.

Miss Caulfield was stunning in herself. She had been the swap class teacher for a few years now and was required to be involved should the class numbers be uneven. Many of the students thought that the Swap Class teacher rather enjoyed her time in her students bodies. She'd had a couple opportunities to be a boy, always a jock or one of the better looking students, and once had even had to be one of her female students. She just happened to get the body of the richest, snotiest and bitchiest girls in school and she had seemed to revel in it. With the addition of Abigail at the last minute to the class, it meant that Miss Caulfield wouldn't have to be involved. Abigail thought this would make her happy, ut the looks she was getting from the teacher suggested otherwise.

In fact, when Abigail snapped out of her thoughts, her teacher was looking right at her when she mentioned that a program had randomly matched up each boy with a girl and they would be starting with Abigail. From there she called Steven forward as Abigail s swap partner. Abigail's eyes went wide and she could hear the snickers from Sarah and her friends, and the sharp intake of breath from Brittany who also seemed relieved that she had avoided Steven herself.

Steven, for all accounts, seemed like a nice guy albeit not popular at all. The only reason that everyone knew who he was is because he was the most picked on student at school. Steven was extremely overweight, brought nothing but coke, chips and sugary treats for lunch, had a puffer either because of asthma or simply because of the extra weight he was carrying around and kind of shuffled everywhere.

It was no use. Abigail was trying to protest, but she could see the evil smile on Miss Caulfield's face as she dragged Abigail to the machine and pushed her in to her side, and then it was done...

It had been a horrible weekend. The swap had happened at the end of the day on Friday so the students could have the weekend to get use to their new bodies and lives. Abigail had hated it. She wasn't sure what was worse? The feel of the new appendage between her legs, or the fact that she was now so fat she couldn't even see it. Now it was Monday and she was desperately trying to walk to school, but was already out of breath.

Steven lived half the distance that she did to school, but she had already been walking twice as long as she normally did with all the stops, and having to stop and use Steven's puffer. She had quickly found out that Steven's family were all obese and it was likely due to the huge, fatty meals his mother made. Granted,they were delicious, but guaranteed you'd gain weight.

Now as she leaned against a tree, contemplating whether she should try the puffer again, and promising herself she'd take the offer of the ride from her temporary mother tomorrow. She looked up and noticed a woman who looked familiar waling towards her with a huge smile on her face. She was dressed in a very short white skirt and a beautiful tight top that left very little to the imagination, wearing heels that were far too high to be practical. Her new body reacted and she could feel her new penis start to harden a bit. That's when it hit her.

"NO!", she said allowed when she realised t was her own body walking towards her.

"Oh yeah!", she heard Steven say in her melodic voice as he gave a perfect twirl in the heels. 'Why on earth would you hide this gorgeous body Abby?", Steven asked. "I have had a very busy weekend. Between getting to know every square inch of this body, and a little shopping at the mall, it went by far too fast. So? Do you like your new look?" he said with a wink.

"You can't dress my body like that!", Abigail almost screamed. "They'll never let you in school looking like that, and it's Abigail, NOT Abby. Now go back to my house and change, right now before you're late!"

Steven just laughed. "Yes, Mr. Hutchins was a bit shocked when I walked in looking like this, and he really didn't know what to say when I gave him the note excusing me for the week. Anyway, better let you get to school Steven. You really should have had your mother give you a lift. Walking is going to make you late. Well, here comes my ride. I better go. By Stevie." he said, blowing his old body a kiss as a large sedan pulled up.

"What? Where are you going?" Abigail asked.

"Well, Abigail may be a bit stuck up, but Abby quickly found out how much free shit she can gt from men dressed like this. Especially if you give an occasional blow job or two. Now, my new friend and mentor are going downtown to see how much we can maximise on that." and as Steven finished, the passenger door was opened by the driver. None other than Miss Caulfield.

"You can't do this! Miss! You can't let him do this with my body. Why would you encourage, let alone allow this? I'm reporting this to the school." Abigail said in tears, which looked terrible in Steven's body.

"Miss Jacobs!" Miss Caulfield said rather firmly. "If you 'report' this, you'll be breaking the rules of swap class and will be punished for it. Perhaps you'll even have to spend a bit more time as young Steven. Now, while you think on that, you might want to think about something else. First, ask yourself who's in charge of the swap machine. Then, ask yourself, which one of us is the real Miss Caulfield and which of us is the real Steven?"

Swap Class Mistake

As the lunch bell rang, Mrs. Wilson approached her true body tentatively, making sure the rest of the class was making their way our the door. "Mrs. Wilson? Can I talk to you please? In private?" she said.

"Of course Mr. Jones. Were you having trouble with the lesson? Did you meed some extra help? Perhaps we should talk after class about it?" the 15 year old boy in her body said with a smirk.

Sandra turned to make sure the last student was closing the door, and when it was shut, she quickly spun around and confronted young Timothy in her body. "What the hell do you think you're doing young man? What's with the racey outfit today? You should know I never dress that way for school? My god, you can almost see my panties, let alone you're constant flashing of my garter. Where on earth did you find that, and the nylons? I forgot I even had them."

Tim put the pen to his mouth as he looked intently and maybe a little seductively at his old body. He slowly crossed his legs, revealing a bit more flesh from the top of hi new thigh ash did it before he answered. "Well, my lovely husband dug them out last night and suggested I wear them for a little role play at the end of our date night. Of course, I was a little tipsy after dinner drinks so didn't put up the fight I have been for the rest of the week. I think there might be more than ice tea in those long island ice teas.Anyway, this morning I searched through my closet for a decent outfit to go with them. Especially after my dear, sweet husband suggested it would be nice to come home to already wearing them so we could pick up where we left off. But I probably shouldn't be telling you about this. It's a little more than a young teen boy needs to know." Tim said with an evil smile.

"OH MY GOD!" Sandra screamed. "Please tell me you didn't have sex with, with, damn it! Why can't I remember my husbands name? This is a wee bit embarrassing. Anyway, we have to trade back in a little over a week and I don't want you a) committing me to things whatshisname is going to expect, and b) ruining my reputation here at the school. Stop these antics right away, and please wear something a little more,and by little I mean a LOT more conservative for the rest of the time you're in my body. It's bad enough we had an uneven number of students and I had to be involved. Worse that I couldn't tell, ummm, well my husband damn it!"

Tim could only laugh. "Oh young Mr. Jones. You're far too young to be married, and you seem far too masculine to decide to marry a man. After all, I've caught you looking at MY legs a number of times and it's obviously having an effect by the look of the front of your pants? By the way it's Jeff." Tim said with a wink.

"Huh? What?" Sandra said as she desperately tried to cover up her burgeoning erection with the utmost embarrassment.

"My husbands name is Jeff. You know, the name you couldn't remember? Now, do you remember Candice, the most popular girl in school? Well, she's enjoyed being in the star quarterback's hunky body. Likely because he's been letting her pound on her old body with reckless abandonment her words, not mine. So I've been letting her practice her strength training by slowly and systematically taking the swap machine apart. At hte end of next week when we're all supposed to swap back, the machine will be beyond repair and we'll all have to get used to our new lives, although some of us will have taken some major steps to do just that well before then.", another wink at his old body.

"You can't do that. I'll tell. You'll be in trouble!". Even as she said it, Sandra knew it sounded wrong. A little too immature. That, combined with forgetting her husbands name, yes Jeff. That's what Mrs. Wilson said her husbands name was. Wait! She's Mrs. Wilson, isn't she?

"Now,", Tim said with a bit too much confidence, "we really should meet after class. I believe it was the orgasms that have allowed me to gain quite a few of your memories, and obviously take them away from you. I know I'll be having multiple ones tonight, but I think if I help you with that tent in your pants, it might expedite things a bit. What do you say?"

With everything else going on and the lack of blood currently going, or rather not going to her head, Sandra couldn't think straight. She was suddenly overcome with excitement about maybe being able to touch Mrs. Wilson's boobs or whatever else she was eluding to. She quickly nodded her her head and quickly made her way out the door to see her new friends. Thoughts of after school with Mrs. Wilson made him think of Jane. The girl that had been flirting with him all week. Sandra remembered being a bit disgusted by it and couldn't figure out why. Now she was hoping that Mrs. Wilson would show her some physical things she could to to impress Jane. After all, prom was only a few months away, and Jane would be a real hottie to take, and maybe lose her virginity to.

Wait! Hadn't she lost her virginity already...? Sandra was so confused and her boner was very distracting.

Tim realised that it might be easier than he thought to keep this sexy body, and couldn't wait to allow his new husband to do whatever he wanted to him tonight. He was getting very wet just thinking about it.