Body Swapping Games Novels & Stories

“I’ll shuffle them and place a card at each spot. No peeking. We all flip our cards at the same time.” “Can we trade,” Zephyra raises her hand. “Like what if I got lust? I mean, I’m not making out with her just for this stupid game.” “No trading, no takebacks,” I clarify. “You get what you get.” “And you don’t throw a fit,” Simon finishes for me in a sing-songy voice. Zephyra glares at him, her pink lips pouting as her blue eyes shoot daggers from across the table.

"Who is she?" He glanced at it. A flicker of panic crossed his eyes before he said, coolly, "A friend." I kept my voice from shaking. "Do friends need to kiss?" "She's a Fremorian. That's how they greet," he said, deadpan. I laughed bitterly and pressed the point. "You have prosopagnosia. Tens of thousands filled that concert, and she was in plain black. So how could you spot her right away?" There was a beat of silence before Andrew said, "We grew up together."

It was her father calling. With that, she put on a jacket and hurried out of the dormitory. It was clear she was hiding from me and wanted to avoid a conversation. I sat still for a long time before returning to bed and texted Job. [How am I supposed to verify who swapped their destiny with mine?] He replied, [The person will be carrying something that belongs to you at all times. [The moment the act is done, their fortune will immediately change for the better. Their life will be transformed.]

and “the little best-friend cumdump we’re going to ruin for any other man.” They rotated like that for hours — every hole used, every combination. They made me ride two cocks at once (Jake and Tyler in my pussy together, stretching me obscene) while Mark fucked my throat. Cum-swapping became their favorite game: one would pull out of my ass and shove straight into my mouth so I could taste the filthy mix, then back in again. I lost count of how many loads they pumped into me. My pussy and ass were overflowing, white cum leaking out in messy globs every time they thrust.