Whip it Out

"Whip it out Sam!" Harold urged his friend.

"You ready to see the girls?" Conner reached into his top and pulled out his right tit like a magician revealing a rabbit from his hat. He began jiggling it around in front of his friend's face.

"Fuck yes!" Harold felt his pants grow tighter. "Now do the other!"

Conner delightfully followed his friend's request. For years the two boys had been crushing on their friend Michael's older sister, Bethany. She was fix years older than the boys and already moved on to college by the time they went to her high school.

During their freshman year Conner discovered he had the ability to possess people for a short amount of time. He only told Harold about it, and then the two started working on their plan to get as close to Bethany as possible.

Once Bethany sprung in town for spring break the following March Conner went to work.

"Can I touch them?" Harold asked his friend who was juggling his borrowed breasts in front of his face.

"Maybe..." Conner made locked eyes with him and bit his lips.

"You can't do this man!"

"I don't know Harold, they are mine now. And they feel so good!"

"You're the worst!"

"I'm just fucking with you man, they're as much of yours as they are mine. Have at 'em!"

Harold was in heaven.

Hilary

"Walking with boobs is hard," the SnapText said. It was sent from Hilary's phone, but Ben knew it was really from his friend Hunter. "Here, let me show you ;)"

Ben couldn't type "Don't do it!" fast enough into his phone before he received a purple box in his Snapchat from "Hilary."

He opened it revealing a video of his sister in her bra, smiling and walking with the camera centered on her breasts bouncing up and down, up and down with Hilary's face grinning all the way.

Hunter had been doing this all week! Somehow Hilary and Hunter woke up in each other's body's, and ever since then Hunter had been unleashing his perverted teenage mind all over it. Hunter quickly came clean with his friends, including Ben, about the situation and had been sending snaps of all his adventures as a college aged girl with his friends, including Ben! They used to be best friends, and would often hangout at Ben's place after school, but now whenever Ben came home the closest thing they had to a conversation was the sounds of Hilary's moans coming from her room as Hunter masturbated all afternoon long before their parents came home.

He wanted his sister back.

Formal Attire

"Dude, what the fuck are you wearing?" Mitch asked.

"The invite said formal attire right?"  The girl said.

"Yeah, like black tie and dress. Not that, I don't want to see my sister walking around with her boobs hanging out."

"Look man, I'm only your sister by genes, everything else is 100% me, Henry. If you want to talk to her about her choices in dress go find out where she ran away with my body." Henry slurred. "Plus your sis has rockin tits, the dudes love it, this is like my fifth free drink in the past hour!"

Too much fun

"This is just too much fun," Tyler said shaking his new chest around. "I could literally do this for hours."

"Ew dude, that's my sister's body. I don't want to see you play with it like that," Henry said. "You know what man, I think I'm starting to regret asking you to take my big sister's body for this vacation. I think you're being more annoying than her. Weren't we going to play games?"

"This is way more fun than a video game," Tyler continued shaking his borrowed boobs around. "I think I finally understand why most girls don't game. This is way more fun than Call of Duty."

"Ugghhh," Henry sighed and walked away as his best friend continued playing with his new chest.

Coping Mechanism

"Good thing I can still drink," Harry said taking a whole bottle of liquor to his lips. "Because fuck everything else about this."

"Can you chill man?" Garrett asked his friend.

"Chill? You want me to chill?" Harry raised his voice. "How the fuck am I supposed to chill while your sister is running around in my body with my money and my wife? Your bitch of a sister really crossed the line this time!"

"Alright alright," Garrett said. Harry yelling from his sister's body brought back many memories of her yelling at him. He never liked seeing his sister mad. "I just don't want you to depend on alcohol."

"Depend on alcohol? I'll show you who's depending on alcohol." Harry's slurred. The former man pulled off his shirt and took another giant swig of the bottle.