Are you ready?

"Are you ready?" Henry addressed the webcam.

"YES!" Three teen male voices said in unison.

"Here I go," Henry pulled down his mount's bra and revealed her wonderful breasts. Giving them a big shake. He snapped his breasts back into his bra.

"Why'd you put them back?" Andrew's voice came over the speakers.

"It feels so weird, you try having breasts!" Henry gestured towards hi chest. "Plus I've never worn boobs this big before, walking feels so weird."

"Maybe if we get as lucky as you," Kevin's voice was next. "It still blows my mind that you're Elizabeth right now. God I'm so jealous!"

Ever since Henry discovered he was a body hopper he'd possess the bodies of the girls and women his friends and him had major crushes on. Tonight was Elizabeth, a busty waitress at a restaurant Kevin went to with his family earlier that week. Henry was given her picture and after that he was instantly her.

"So what does it feel like?" Josh said. He had been pretty quiet tonight. Probably because this was his first time ever seeing Henry actually use his powers.

"What does what feel like?" Henry asked.

"Being a woman, and having you know... tits."

"Like having two bags of jello strapped to my chest at all times, and it feels so fantastic." Henry jiggled his chest side-to-side again. "Do you boys want more of Elizabeth?"

"Yes please!" Andrew and Kevin both said.

"Good, because I think I found one of her toys laying around. I think I'm going to give it a test drive!"

"Is he.... is he really....?" Josh asked.

"Ohhh, it's just getting good," Kevin said.

"Prepare press record," Andrew said. "Because Henry does not fuck around."

All Henry could do was smile while looking for the dildo. Some boys skate to impress their friends, others play the guitar, and an few of them get good grades, but nobody except him became other people to blow their friends out of the water.

Magnetism

"Oh my god, your tits are so huge. Can I feel them?" A random girl asked Kevin.

"They're all yours girl!" Kevin said.

"Quick, take a pic. Her tit's are so fucking big!" She said to her friend. The girl leaned in and stuck out her tongue.

"Thank you!" She said walking away.

"No problem girl!"

Kevin knew that boobs had their own magnetism. As a body hopper he wore so many bodies that proved his point. His current body, he didn't even know her name, had a rack so huge he managed to get into a pool party with no questions asked. He loved walking around flaunting his new tits in front of a bunch of strangers and getting to know them. Everybody at the party wanted to talk to him, and he knew exactly why too.

College Hoppers

"Aww yes, this is the best fucking party I've ever been too!" A male voice said.

Jesse (left) and Zach (right) ignored the comment and kept on going at each other. Moments ago the two were doing shots in their latest mounts, and now they found themselves making out in the steamy waters of the hot tub.

The duo loved hoping into college parties because nobody gave a shit how you acted after a few shots of tequila. Tonight was no different, the two hopped into bodies of two random chicks they didn't even bother to remember their names and slammed as many shots as they handle. Once they were at the right levels of drunkenness the two hoppers made their way to the hot tub and let their hormones take over.

Without saying a word the two wasted hoppers knew what the other wants, so they began making out and feeling each other up. Jesse and Zach were going to fuck each other right there in the hot tub for the whole party to see, and they couldn't care less.

At the Gym

Damn girl, no wonder your abs are killer. Your tits weigh a shit ton, Adam lifted up his mount's breasts and shook his hips to the music she had on. Oh yeah, they feel so fucking fine! The hopper began playing with his new breasts in the middle of the gym, his panties growing moist.

"Cassie. Cassie! Cassie!!!" The voice overpowered the music in his ears. Adam took off his headphones and eyes a girl near him. "What the hell are you doing?" She said. "You had half the gym's eyes on you."

"I'm so sorry!" Adam said. "I just got really into this song, gosh I didn't even know what I was doing!"

"What are you listening to that almost made you take your top off? What would your boyfriend think about this?"

Mmmmm, boyfriend.Adam thought. I know who's gonna be pleasing me tonight.

Hormones

See Part 1 of Harold's adventure here.

Nice rack, Harold thought admiring his mount's breast. I haven't seen a pair this perfect in so long!

"Are you okay Sid?" The young man next to Harold asked.

"I'm fine, just checking to see if I still have any tan lines." Harold looked up from his breasts into the young man's eyes.

There's something about hormones that can really override one's thoughts. No matter how powerful of a body hopper you are, male or female, hormones will always win. Harold was immediately struck by the young man's handsome looks, his jawline was so square and masculine. His eyes so blue and soft. And his body. His body was to Harold to what his mount's breasts were to the man next to him, it was so perfect and hard. Harold had never wanted a man inside him so much before in his life.

"You look fine," the man continued.

"Are you sure?" Harold asked?

"Yes, perfectly fine."

"Here, how about you check for me?" Harold told the young man's hand and placed it on his breast. "Take a peak, feel around, make sure there are no tan marks."

A little tent began to pitch inside that man's swim suit. His hormones began to override him. Harold felt the man's hands as they began caressing his breasts.

"Wait," Harold said removing the man's hands from his breasts. "Not here, how about we go somewhere a little more private?" He stood up, taking one of the man's hands and led him to a secluded part of the beach. They were both slaves to their body's hormones, and neither would like it any other way.

Date Night

Sometimes I go into write a quick caption, but then I get carried away. This is the result of one of those times. Enjoy!

"Hang on, lemme send a text," Mark told his date.

"Uhh sure," his date said. Mark had already forgotten his name. Was it Harold? Harry?  Henry? Eh it didn't matter after four glasses of wine anyways.

Dude, Kevin, this guy is so DTF. The text read. This mount's rack is like mind control, I swear I've never worn tits this perfect ever before! XD. How's your date going?

"Are you done yet?"

"One sec," Mark held up his left finger, "and send. So what were you saying about how you study meteors? I think that's really cool."

"I'm a meteorologist, I don't study meteors I study the weather. Have you been listening to a single thing I've said all night Hannah?"

Hannah, that's right, that's this mount's name. Mark thought.

"Look here honey," Mark reached across his table and took his date's hands. He looked directly into Mark's borrowed eyes. "No, not here, but here," Mark motioned towards his cleavage. "You've been very kind to me tonight, but a woman like me would never dress this sexy if she didn't want something from a man, and I'm not just talking about the free wine. How about we just skip the charade and each each other what were really want."

Mark began began playing with his date's feet and sensually messed with his zipper between his enormous breasts. His date was silent with either contemplation or sexual desire, Mark was too horny to tell.

"Miss. Miss. MISS!" An unfamiliar voice said. Mark snapped out of his tease and looked in the direction of the voice. It was their waiter. "I'm sorry you can't do that here, if you two need a room please leave. We have other customers who'd rather eat their food with less... sex."

"It's no problem. We were just about to leave anyways, isn't that right hun?" Mark asked his date.

"Actually I think I'm just going to leave," his date said standing up. "It was nice meeting you Hannah, but I can't do this. Not tonight."

"No don't leave me Harold, you're so hot! Don't you want to please a woman like me?"

"It's Harry!" He said walking with his back to Mark.

"God dammit, I thought I had him," Mark said putting his head on the table in defeat.

"Will you be paying for this Miss?" The waiter ask calmly.

"Ugh, fine." Mark said handing him Hannah's card. "It's not like it's my money anyways."

Bzzt. His phone went off, he checked it. It was from Kevin.

Night's going great over here! At first not so much, but I took your advice and went to the bathroom to show more of my mount's tits. I'm so getting laid tonight! Good luck with your date :), the text read. 

Don't do it dude, Mark sent back. Men aren't as simple minded as that Ugh, my date walked out on me. This is fucking embarrassing, you'd think that since we were dudes it'd be easy. Nope.

I'll let you know if it works for me. Oh shit, he's coming back from the bathroom. TTYL! Kevin's text read.

***

"Wow Michelle, you look even more fantastic than before," Kevin's date said sitting down at the table.

"Aww, thank you James," Kevin blushed. "What brought that up?"

"I don't know. Did you do something with your hair?"

Kevin laughed. He reached across the table and took his date's hands. "It's alright James. you can say breasts."

"Alright, your breasts are more..."

"More exposed," Kevin finished. "James, I'm up here."

"I am so sorry," James' face was flushed.

"You're so cute when you're embarrassed!" Kevin giggled. "How about the two of us get out of here, so you can see more of what's under here?"

"That would be great! Waiter, check please!" James shouted.

I don't know what you mean man, getting laid as a woman is so easy! I'll see you tomorrow ;)

Maybe I should just keep teasing you

"Maybe I just keep teasing you," the Snapchat read.

"Goddamit Meagan you can't play a guy like this." Anthony sent back. "When are you gonna invite me over?"

"I know exactly how to play a guy," she replied. "You'll come over when I'm ready. Promise you won't rub one out before then, kay? ;)"

"Fuuuuccckkkk," Anthony groaned leaning back in his chair. He had no idea what had gotten into her, for years he was stuck in the friend zone and now all of a sudden she was sending him seductive snaps all day. He wondered what had lead to this change of mind, did she finally come around to realize how hot he actually was? Did Megan finally become aware of just how much power she had over him? Or was it something else?

What Anthony hadn't suspected was that Megan's mind had literally been changed. Inside her body was the mind of Harold, an old body hopper who took joy out of taking over young women's bodies and seducing their male friends. He had been toying with every guy in her phone since he took over that morning, what none of them knew was that he had no actual intent to sleep with any of them. He just liked toying with men and watching their hormones take over.

Agents of S.H.I.F.T. - The Professor

I was reading this Wait But Why? article (a blog you should all read), and this CGP Grey video (another must watch YouTuber in my opinion) about what makes you you and it got me thinking about the implications of TG blogs and more. Sure it might not be fitting for a fetish blog like this, but I like to ponder these kinds of things occasionally. Plus I felt like I needed to pace myself after having these two sexy posts back to back.

"Consciousness is nothing more than an information continuum," Professor Lee said to the audience.  "Think of it this way: if you have a car and you go into the mechanic once a month to have something upgraded or fixed, like a bumper or a piston, one by one throughout the car's lifetime until all the original parts have been replaced or upgraded, do you still have the same car?"

Lee let the audience soak in the silence.

"Consciousness is just like that." The professor paced across the stage. "You are nothing more than the sum of your experiences and how you react to them, just like a car is the sum of it's parts and how they act upon the other." Lee stopped center stage. "Hoppers like myself have the ability to temporarily force your brain to exchange parts with mine, one by one, just like our the car. Take for example this body I'm wearing, the body of my lovely assistant Jennifer I'm wearing. As a hopper I am able to force my internal wiring of my brain into hers, as long as I please. This might sound controversial, you might not agree on it's morale implications, but here at SHIFT we use this to get things done.

"As new coming heads of Interpol yourself it is my job to inform you everything about SHIFT and what we've managed to accomplish as a small faction of shapeshifters and body hoppers. SHIFT has managed to stop countless acts of terrorism thanks to combatant shifters like Agent Avery, we have assassinated the most dangerous mobsters in the world with hoppers like myself, and as we speak we have a shiftier or hopper hidden inside of every major crime syndicate or terrorist cell in the world. SHIFT is the world's best kept secret, and we welcome you all to being apart of it."

The professor paused for the applause.

"Now let me demonstrate what you will be expecting working here..." Lee continued.

The Changing Room

"Damn girl you are fine," Joe said admiring his reflection. He spun around checking out his borrowed body. A few weeks ago on his 18th birthday the young man discovered he was a body hopper, his powers still new he was only able to possesses somebody for only a few minutes at a time before he was forced out of their body and back into his. So like any teenage boy he used his powers the only way he could think of using them: to get close with the hot girls that came into his work at the department store. Joe would find a woman he liked, ask his boss to go to the bathroom. Once he made his way into a stall he take control of her body and leave for the changing room. Once there he would send himself pics of his borrowed bodies for "research" and delete the photos before he was kicked back into his body.

"I gotta get a picture of this before I leave," he took our her phone and began messaging himself photos of his temporary body, adding more sexy pics to his collection.

Agents of S.H.I.F.T. - Quick Travel

Agents of S.H.I.F.T. info page!

Jordan was summoned to Germany with great urgency that morning. Earlier in the day the hopper was on an assignment in Japan as cracking down on a yakuza weapons ring, the hopper inhabited the body of a lacky of Boss Honda, one of the biggest arms dealers in Japan, but was needed in Germany with great urgency.

He was assigned a body by Interpol, a volunteer host named Ankita. Once he was given the go ahead the hopper traveled across the globe in what would normally be a 14 hour flight in just a matter of seconds.

Jordan stepped out of her police cruiser parked in front of an Interpol building in the middle of Berlin, and took a breath of fresh air. It felt great being in Europe again.

Dan the (Wo)man

"Hold on a second, let me get this bra off first." Dan said removing the laced bra exposing his mount's bare breast. He admired his borrowed body in the corner of his laptop. "I'm so fucking hot," he said playing with his breast.

"Who is she?" the the chat exploded. Dan was a body hopper who would possess different women each weekend and show off their bodies in front of the camera for his mildly successful strip show Dan the (Wo)man. Most people thought it was an act, that this 'Dan' guy was just some hotshot porn producer who brought in new actresses each weekend pretending to be a body hopper named Dan. Dan didn't mind that, they brought in the real money, but who the show was really for were the few fans who actually knew of his powers.

"Her name is Cassandra, and she is fucking beautiful. Any suggestions to what I should do with her body?" And, on queue, the chat exploded. 

Agents of S.H.I.F.T. - The Duo

Agents of S.H.I.F.T. info page!

"If you're not going to shot then I am," Jaime (left) said.

"Let me handle this Jaime," the man next to Jaime said.

"Jesus Christ Peyton," Jaime said to his 'husband.' "The dossier and our target here couldn't be a closer match than this. Just let me handle this."

"Jaime..? Peyton..? Can somebody tell me what the fuck is happening?" The man strapped to the chair said.

"Shut up!" The two said in unison.

Jamie and Peyton were S.H.I.F.T.'s top duo. Together they were able to carry out a mission and get away with it no matter what. At the moment the duo inhabited the bodies of Jason and Fiona Webb. The Webbs had provided William (aka the main strapped in the chair) with top private security for nearly a decade before tonight. What William didn't anticipate was the fact that impenetrable security was nothing to body hoppers. Of course it would have been a little more convenient if he knew body hoppers existed.

"The mission said to 'kill on sight,' I am only obeying orders," Jamie continued. "Now let me do the fucking job."

Peyton glared Jaime in the eyes. "We were given orders to spare him if necessary, not fucking shot him on the spot. Now let's hand him over to Interpol like we pro-"

"Promised what?" Jamie interrupted. "We promised the target will be dealt with, and I don't know about you but I am not going to let a man in charge of the most dangerous child porn ring in this part of the globe be free."

Peyton gave it a second. "Alright, fine, take care of him." Peyton let Jamie did what Jamie did best. The room was suddenly filled with a deafening blow; the ringing took a few seconds to dissipate. Where the man strapped to the chair sat was nothing more than a decapitated head and a wall of blood. "Happy?" Peyton  asked, glaring at Jamie.

"Very happy," Jamie smiled. "After all, I was only obeying orders."

Student Bodies Part 2: Visitation Hours

Part 1 Here

"Who's ready for a fucking fun night girls!?" Felix (middle, black hair) shouted. 

"Whoooo!!!!" The five girls shouted, all the drunkest they have been in their lives.

Felix wanted to cut loose tonight, he had been stressed with his research and teaching schedules that he needed a break. So on Friday, after his last lecture of the week, he took a stroll around campus until he found a girl he liked. He liked to possess freshmen on nights like tonight because he could do something stupid as them and they'd think they just blacked out from too much to drink. 

Liz, that was his name tonight according to his student ID. He knew nothing about her, and he didn't have to, he went over to his hidden liquor stash in the library he kept for nights like tonight, returned to her room and began inviting girls in Liz's dorm over for drinks. The next thing they knew it was 2am and all of them were blacked out, except for Felix. He led the girls down to the bottom floor and out to the front entrance, they all lined up by the door.

"On your mark, get set, go!" He shouted from Liz's mouth, and the girls began streaking across the campus. 

Faker

"Mmmm, you paid well for these didn't you? They almost feel real." Jon said grouping his new body's breast.

"Uhhh, Melissa, what do you mean?" Ben asked.

"Let me take a better look here," Jon said untying his bikini around his neck, "yep, fake but believable."

"Melissa," Ben said, "do you not remember the surgery?"

"Oh," Jon giggled, "silly me. I think I'm a bit too drunk. Thank you so much for these." Jon hugged the man, he had to be at least twenty years older than his mount.

Jon was an older body hopper, old enough that he was a witness of the fall of the Roman Empire. Melissa was just his latest mount, but his first female mount in over a century. After posing as Ben's butler for years, Jon decided it was time to abandon the penis and go back to a vagina and tits, at least for a little while, so he assumed the form of Ben's hot new wife.

"Now," Jon said grabbing Ben by the hand, "how about you show how much you appreciate giving me this gift?"

And the two went upstairs.

Collateral

"I finally found you, you bitch!" Trevor shouted at the woman, "now give me back my wife!"

"Too late," the woman said, "you should have paid off your debt when you had the chance. Now the interest rate would be so high it would take you a lifetime to pay us back."

Three years ago Trevor had fallen into financial ruin. The once big shot Hollywood agent had gotten to confident in his investments, which led to him over investing time and energy into various people and projects. He needed money bad, but with his now terrible credit score no bank would grant him a loan, so he turned to the underworld of LA. That was when he discovered the Tramoggia Corpo, a mob of body hoppers who ran the underworld of city. His confidence had gotten the best out of him again, he took a large loan from the gang and put his wife down as collateral, he was pretty sure he could pay them back within the time frame they gave him, after all he had gone from rags to riches once before, he could do it again. He was wrong.

Now for the first time since then he was face to face with his wife's body, and inside of it was the soul of The Don of the gang.

"Plus," The Don said petting his dog, "your wife's body is too perfect. I plan on keeping it until her boobs get saggy."

"You son of a bitch!" Trevor said pacing his way towards The Don.

"Not so fast Trevor," The Don said, "haven't you forgotten about the restraining order we got in the divorce?"

Trevor halted.

"Now if you would kindly excuse me, I would like to get back to my walk. Come on boy," The Don said to the dog, "lets get moving."

Insta-Hopper

"So, where are we going?" Avery asked the older man standing across the deck from him.

"Heh, don't be so naive my dear Jes," the man said in an authoritative tone, "we already discussed this. We're going on our month long expedition of the Caribbean!"

"Oh yeah," Avery approached the man, "I almost forgot about that."

"Ha! Well I didn't marry you for your smarts."

Goddammit, another misogynistic pig. Avery thought, Why is it that every time I hop a busty girl on vacation on Instagram I always end up with a sexist older man? Oh well gotta play it straight this time, as usual.

"I know exactly what you married me for," Avery said taking the man by his arm and leading them to the bunk. This was going to be a long vacation....

Student Bodies

Another request! This one is from anonymous on my main request page. 

"Woah Jessica I didn't expect you to be so, so..." Alex stumbled.

"So what?" Jessica said in a teasing voice.

"So fucking hot!"

"Oh why would you ever think that Alex Donizetti?" The girl asked while caressing his bicep.

"It's just that in class you've always been so reserved and focused on passing. And how did you know my last name?"

***

Jessica wasn't Jessica today. Inside the hot co-ed's body resided the mind of Doctor Felix Oswald PhD. A professor of psychology at their university. Jessica, one of the many prideful straight A students in his class, was struggling on the borderline between an A- or a B+. She was absolutely devastated, her parents only expected the best out of her, and getting a 4.0 GPA was the best way she could do it! One day she arrived during Dr. Oswald's office hours asking what she could asking, no begging, to be brought up to an A in his physic 101 class. "Isn't the Delta Kappa Delta toga party happening this weekend?" He asked politely.

"Yes it is, but I don't see how this is important." Jessica said.

"It's very important alright," Felix said locking his eyes with hers, "believe it or not, but I haven't been to their toga party since your mom was around your age."

"What exactly do you mean?" Jessica asked.

"I mean I would love to get an invitation, but unfortunately I'm-"

"Old..." Jessica interrupted.

"A professor," Felix corrected her. "But I have a special ability that, if you let me use it on you, will allow me to attend and I will guarantee you will never ever get below an A in my class. Hell you could skip class for the rest of the semester and I wouldn't care."

"And that it?"

"I'm a body hopper," he grinned, "let me borrow your body. Just for the party."

***

"Just a guess silly," Felix said with Jessica's vocal chords, "now how about we go back to my room and I'll show you how focused I really am?" He took Alex by his arm and guided the young man upstairs. 

Playing Games

Under Dressed

"Aren't you a little under dressed?" Avery asked the girl sitting across the table from him.

"Haha, didn't your mom ever tell you to never criticize a lady's looks, especially on your first date?" The girl laughed.

"Alright then," Avery said, "it's just that on your Tinder profile you seemed a little more modest in your looks. It just looks like you're planning on going to a rave later tonight, not really what I was expecting."

"Well a girl can have her wild side too."

"So," Avery went on, "tell me a little bit about yourself Monica."

"Well, where do I begin I'm..."

Aaron went on and on bullshitting 100% of the way about who this 'Monica' girl was. As a body hopper it was mentally taxing to always be learning over and over again about the many lives he had inhabited since discovering his powers over a century ago. Sure he'd gotten used to it by now, you learn how to act quickly when you have a hundred years of experience under you belt, but sometimes he would just say "Fuck it!" And inhabit a random person's body and go on a first date. That was the best part of first dates, you could say whatever you wanted any anybody would believe you. Earlier today he hopped into Monica's body and began immediately going through her Tinder. He needed a break.