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“It’s me, Brian,” I said to her.

“I can see that. But it’s also Courtney.” Valerie replied looking at Courtney’s body, and then back at the image with my face on Courtney’s body.

“It’s a long story, but it’s basically how I found out she was cheating on me.” I said.

“It’s amazing is what it is. How do you do it?” she asked.

“If you give me a ride back to our apartment so I can dump off her body, I’ll tell you on the way. But I need a ride back here, this is where my car is parked.” I replied.

“Deal.” She said quickly and was off to get her keys.

I told her the whole story of meeting a body hopper in Courtney’s body, how he showed me how to hop myself, told me what body hoppers were, and what we both did in Courtney’s body. I also added that I had all my stuff packed in my car, and pretty much just wanted to get away from her now.

We both headed up to my old apartment and I started to dismount Courtney while Valerie watched from the edge of the living room. As I poured out of Courtney’s body and regained my sight, I could see Valerie staring intently at the whole process. I stretched a bit when I was done.

“Oh wow, that was amazing Brian.” She said with her mouth open.

“Yeah. Too bad I packed up all my crap. I’ll have to go see if there is anything I can wear in the dirty laundry.” I said as I started to walk out of the room.

“Hey, Brian, wait for a second.” She said. I looked over at her and she stared back chewing on her thumbnail. She was silent for a few seconds then continued, “Hey, seeing as you are heading back to my place, and you need clothes anyways, why don’t you just hop me? I’d kinda like to know what it’s like. I mean, you won’t make me do anything weird, or have sex with anyone, will you?” She looked at me a bit apprehensively.

“No. I’ll be good. I’ll dismount you right after we get back to your place.” I promised.

She looked around, sat down at the edge of a chair we had in the living room, and said, “Ok, then. I’m ready. Please be good.” And then she closed her eyes.

I walked over to her, kneeled, and touched her ankle. The process started, and I tried to slow it down as much as possible to let her feel what it was like.

“Brian. I can feel you going in my skin down there. It’s like… you are filling me up with that clear substance. I can’t feel my legs now!” I heard her say. At that point, I could feel her legs in the snug yoga pants, and the very different sex between them. I started to feel her torso. I knew she was still talking, but I could no longer make out the words. Soon enough I was looking through her eyes. I brought my hands up to look at the delicate little fingers. I blinked a few times and then thought I heard Courtney start to move, so I figured I had best be on my way.

I headed out, and on the car ride back to Valerie’s place, I quizzed her sleeping mind as to why she would want to be mounted. It appeared that she had quite a boring little life. She was an accountant for a huge company, and even though she was attractive, she just never really got noticed. She started hanging out with Courtney because she felt Courtney’s life had adventure in it. It was also why she was working out so much. She also appeared to have a very healthy sex drive, along with a few kinks. She loved to dress up. Sexy costumes, whatever, as long as it came with a bit of roleplay. She was uncertain and lacked a bit of self-confidence. Perversely, she wanted to see what she would be like with someone controlling her, so she could have their confidence.

Soon enough, I was back at her apartment. Instead of hopping right back out of her body, as I had promised, I made one quick detour into her bedroom. I swung open the doors to her expansive closet and dug out a satin blouse and pencil skirt. I quickly stripped her out of the shirt and yoga pants, and in no time had a silky outfit, nylons and high heels on.

I walked her back out to the living room and dismounted her. I didn’t think she would be out long, as I was only in her for a short time. As I stood up, I stretched and went to her refrigerator to find something to drink. She only had health drinks and some milk, so I opted for some water right out of the tap. As I was filling my glass she started to come too.

“Oh… Oh… Hey, Brian, wait. What the… Oh very cute.” She said as she looked down and saw the different outfit she was in, “Did you do anything else with me that I should know about?”

“Well, I gave your doorman a blowjob,” I replied as she looked my way. She had a frightened look on her face, and I could see her running her tongue around in her mouth. “I was just kidding.” The frightened look was replaced by one of relief.

“I really can’t remember anything. Nothing at all past you taking over my legs.” She said as she got up off the couch and walked over to me. “It’s so freaky waking up somewhere completely different. And dressed differently.” She said as she pulled the front of the blouse down a little. I couldn’t help but want to be back in her body to feel that material against my skin.

“Yeah, it’s a bit different seeing someone else’s body in the mirror or just having breasts,” I replied.

“I can imagine.” Valerie said, then continued, “Have you used them yet?”

“Yours, no,” I said with a smile, while she stuck her tongue out at me, and then I asked her, “Is your life really so boring? Sorry, I poked around in your sleeping mind on the drive over. I had to know why you wanted me to mount you, it seemed odd to me.”

“I don’t know. I don’t go out much. I like my job, but it’s dull. This seems so different; you must have found out that I’m different from my mind.” She looked thoughtful for a moment. “So, hey, you said my mind was sleeping? Is there any way to wake it up, so that I can see what you are doing?” Valerie asked.

“I don’t know. I’ve never thought about it. I’m fairly sure we are not supposed to do that to our rides, but I guess we could try if you really wanted.” I answered.

She nodded her head enthusiastically. “Even if you can’t wake me up, I suppose you could stay here for the night. Either in me or on the couch. I just must be at work for seven tomorrow though, if that’s all right.”

I nodded, and we both once again headed for the couch. She sat down, and I reached for her face. She jumped a bit as she must have thought I would enter through her ankle again, but I didn’t feel the need to go so slow. I turned into the goo once again, and before I knew it, I was back in Valerie. I slid my hands over my satin-covered breasts and ran my hands over my silky thighs. I pulled the blouse down a little, just like I had seen Valerie do and smiled to myself. It felt every bit as good as I had hoped.

Well, no time like the present to try, I figured. I knew that loud noises and exterior activities hadn’t woken up any of the girls I had hopped before, so I closed my eyes and yelled into Valerie’s sleeping mind. I didn’t feel anything back. I tried it again. And again. I focused on her waking up. I concentrated on her last memory and again yelled into her mind. I put all my effort into it. I was about ready to give up when I felt my arms twitch and move without me driving. I screamed in her mind with renewed vigour. I concentrated on wanting her to wake up. I felt another muscle twitch and kept up the yelling until finally, I heard a quiet voice in the back of my head.

Brian? Is that you?

I thought inward to her, ‘Yes, it’s me. Are you awake? Can you see anything?’

I’m slowly getting sensations back. I can feel something. And hear a bit. It’s all a bit fuzzy. Oh, now I can see again. I can’t seem to move at all.

I leaned back on the couch and tried to relax as much as possible. ‘How about now,’ I thought to her.

I felt her body move a bit, and then lean forward on the couch. She quickly made her body get up and head over to the bathroom to see in the mirror. She looked into the mirror and brought her hands up to my face.

Oh my! Brian, It is so weird seeing your face on my body!

“Try saying something with your mouth”. I could feel the concentration and focus in Valerie’s mind as she pushed her persona forwards.

“ I don’t know what to say…. Oh my God! That is so freaky!”

We both watched my face speaking Valerie’s words. I let her hands come up to my face to hold either side of it as she smiled and giggled at the bizarre sight. I took back control of her right hand and looped a strand of hair behind my ear. To my delight, Valerie used her left hand to do the same thing. We both held up the hands we controlled and repeated the hair motion in unison this time.

After that moment of connection, I made both her hands move down from my face and cup our breasts. I massaged them gently through the satin fabric of our blouse. I then lifted her left leg onto the countertop in front of the mirror, exposing her inner thighs, and her panties in the mirror. They were a tiny pair of blue satin bikini briefs. I reached down with her right hand to start gently rubbing her pussy through the silky panties. I ran her manicured nail up and down the length of her outer lips and could feel us getting moist through the fabric already. I could only hear ohs and ahs and the occasional yes coming from her mind, so reaching into the waistband, I greedily plunged two fingers into her pussy, and began reaming her with her own fingers. I felt the orgasm approaching and increased my efforts with her fingers. All too soon the orgasm washed over us and I heard Valerie in the back of my mind, Oooooooooooh, yes. Yes, yes, yes!

I smiled at my reflected face, and set her leg back down, and walked out of the bathroom. As I walked through the living room, I heard Valerie’s voice in the back of my head again.

Oh Brian, that was so much fun! Thank you! We don’t have to head back to the couch yet, we can play more.

‘Who said we were done yet?’ I replied in my head.

I walked into her bedroom and stripped the clothes off Valerie’s body, but left the bra, and panties. I briefly looked around, then asked her mind where she kept her sex toys just like I would have quizzed a sleeping girl’s mind.

I have a vibrator and life-like dildo on the nightstand on the left side of my bed in the bottom drawer. All the other sex toys I keep in a box on the top shelf in my closet. She replied in my mind in a very matter-of-fact voice.

Valerie then said to me in a more normal tone; Wow, Brian when you ask like that, I have to tell you. I can’t lie or say anything else other than answer your question. It’s like I’m being forced to.

I didn’t really answer her, I just walked over to the left nightstand, and opened the bottom drawer. I pulled out the vibrator. It was about an inch in diameter and about 4 inches long. I turned it on and laid us down on her back on the bed. I then pulled her panties down to mid-thigh and started to rub the vibrator around on our lips, clit, and in her little love mound.

The feedback I was getting from her in the back of my mind mirrored what I was feeling from her pussy myself, so I knew exactly where to put the vibrator to get the maximum effect. I quickly orgasmed with her but didn’t stop there. I kept the vibrator going and we rode the waves of pleasure to another orgasm.

Brian, I can’t take any more of this. Please, I just need you to stop.

I ignored her, and kept going, she started to scream in pleasure in the back of my mind as orgasm after orgasm hit. After about four or five more from the little device, I could no longer feel her in the back of my mind. She was either silent or passed out. I kept going with the vibrator until I had another five orgasms using Valerie’s sweet pussy. Finally, even I was too exhausted to continue. I dropped the vibrator on the floor beside the bed, turned Valerie’s alarm clock on, shut the lights off, and crawled into bed. I probed Valerie’s mind just a bit more before I drifted off and learned a few things that made me fall asleep with a smile on my face.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Suddenly my arm moved to shut the alarm clock off. My body started to move. I sat up in bed, brushed the hair out of my face, and looked around.

“What a weird dream. Val, you have got to get yourself a boyfriend.” I heard Valerie’s voice say, but I was still too groggy to understand what was going on. I reached behind my back to unclasp something. It slid off, but my mind was still mush.

Suddenly I was up and walking around. I headed for the bathroom and jumped in the shower. The water finished the job of waking me up. I remembered last night. Valerie didn’t realize yet that I was still inside her. No, her subconscious mind told me she thought all last night was a dream. I decided to stay quiet and in the back of her mind.

She shampooed her hair, followed by conditioner, and then put some moisturiser on her face. She then followed it all up by using a loofah and some sweet-smelling soap. As she lathered up her entire body, she noticed a bit of soreness in her thighs and groin. She brushed it off as too much yoga. As she shut off the water and reached for the curtain, I was worried that the mirror would give away my hiding spot, but when she yanked it back, I saw the mirror was fogged over from the steam of the hot shower. She quickly and efficiently dried herself off and headed back to her bedroom to get some clothes. As she entered the door she saw her yoga clothes in one pile, which was normal, but she saw the blouse and skirt on the floor as well.

“Wait a minute. That wasn’t a dream, was it?” she said out loud.

“Nope, it wasn’t,” I said through her mouth as I took control of her body. I reached down, picked up the vibrator, dropped the towel she had wrapped around herself, and started to tease her nipples with the vibrator, slowly tracing it down her body between her breasts, down her navel, and pressing it lightly up against her pussy lips.

Oh… Oh… Brian, hi! I… really enjoy this… but… oh… I don’t have time for this be… oh Brian… before work. Please can we stop? Please? I heard in the back of my mind.

I let her have control again, and she shut the vibrator off and put it away in its drawer. She then continued to go along with her normal routine. She picked out a pair of white panties and a bra that were very plain. I took control again and grabbed a dark purple silk pair out of her drawer and stepped into them. I then found the matching bra and put it on her as well.

Brian… Brian, no! Stop! Brian, what are you doing to me?

‘Dressing you. Plain white panties and a bra, not today. You had best pick out something sexy to wear over these, too, or you will go to work looking like a stripper by the time I’m done with you.’ I said back to her mentally.

Come on Brian! Please don’t do this!

‘Better find something sexy but appropriate then.’ I replied to her mentally.

She began digging through drawers. She found a tight pair of black dress pants and tossed them on the bed as a possibility. She found a thin white shirt that I knew would have the bra show right through it. She was about to put it back when I tossed it on the bed. Instead of complaining she kept digging for other outfits and tossing them on the bed. Every now and then I would take control, grab a mini-skirt, or a tiny tank top and toss it over as well, and hear a small whimper come from her mind before relaxing and giving her back control as she frantically began searching again.

When it was all said and done, she was wearing a short brown business suit skirt and matching jacket with a white dress shirt under the jacket. She had on white leggings that ended just below the dress and shoes with a 4-inch heel that matched the brown suit ensemble. If she were to take off the jacket her purple bra would be visible below the thin white shirt. The skirt was short enough to be hot, but long enough to be decent, and ended at just below her mid-thigh.

I walked her out of the bedroom and sat her down on the couch. I began to dismount her. When I finished, I was standing in front of the couch looking at her as she was looking up at me from her seated position. She smiled at me and said, “I have had more fun in the last 12 hours than in the last year Brian, but I was a little worried about you being in me at work and what you would make me do.”

“Yeah, well, I was actually going to head to my job before I get fired for never showing up. But I had a lot of fun too Valerie.” I replied honestly.

“So will you be here when I get back from work tonight?” she asked me.

“Actually, I should go and look for a place of my own,” I replied.

She looked so disappointed. Like I was another person in her life that just didn’t think she was interesting enough to hang around with. I didn’t want to give her that impression, I just had some other stuff I wanted to take care of.

“I’ve just got some things I want to do, but I was planning on coming back for the entire weekend.” I told her, and then added, “If that’s all right with you?”

She stood up, looked me in the eye, and kissed me hard on the lips. I felt her arms wrap around me and felt her fingers lightly go through my hair. When she was done with the kiss she turned her head to whisper in my ear, “If you come back, I will make sure you get everything you want out of me.”

With that said, she unwrapped her arms from around me and headed off to the bathroom. I watched her hips sway back and forth and looked at the stunning lines her body made as she moved gracefully. I watched briefly through the open bathroom door as she wiped off the mirror fog and began to put makeup on.

I then decided it was probably time to find some pants and try to make it to work.

The next morning, I awoke to feel one of Valerie’s arms draped across my chest. I lay there for a short while as I slowly woke up. I smiled and began concentrating on wanting to be Valerie again. I looked down and began to see my body change into the now familiar liquid state as it started to go into her arm which was lying on my chest. The flow began to quicken and soon I was engulfing her entire body, entering through every orifice. I quickly felt her athletic and shapely body become my own again. I felt her hair, now mine, around my neck, and the weight of her breasts as they became mine. I sat up slowly and inwardly spoke to her sleeping mind, ‘Hey. Hey sleepyhead. It’s time to get up.’ It took a few more times to gently prod her mind awake. I felt a startled jerk go through our body.

What the hell? Oh. Brian. Wow. Waking up when you are already sitting up is a bit odd. Sorry.

‘It’s ok. Maybe I should have let you sleep a bit more.’ I replied to her in my head.

No, it’s fine. What’s up?

‘I was just going to take a shower and figured you could make sure I do it right.’ I replied, ‘And I was wondering what you wanted to do today.’

The shower sounds great. I need one badly. As far as plans, I was just going to clean my apartment.

With that, I got up and headed to Valerie’s shower. I adjusted the water temperature until it was just right and then got in.

_Oh! Brian, that’s too hot! _I heard her complain.

‘I like it. I think a hot shower relieves tension.’ I replied.

I started with her shampoo and then conditioner that I remembered her using the last time I rode along in her body. Then I used the little tube of moisturiser, applied it per her directions and then listened to her complain again about the temperature as I leaned into the stream of water.

I grabbed her soap and her loofah to start washing our body, but as soon as I got to our breasts it turned into a bit of a masturbation session in the shower. I dropped the loofah and began to caress our breasts, moving my hands slowly down our body. As the petting increased, we both had a wonderful orgasm right there in the shower. I leaned down to get the loofah and continue with the shower. Finally, I grabbed her razor and a can of shaving cream she had in the shower. I lathered up my armpits and gave them a quick shave, then moved down to my legs. When I was finished with that, I looked down to the little landing strip Valerie left above her pussy and the stubble that was starting to show around there. I lathered my borrowed crotch up and somehow resisted the urge to start fingering my pussy again. I began to gingerly shave the stubble off until it was just the little patch of black hair above my lips. I then got a bit of a grin on my face.

Don’t you do it Brian! Don’t you dare! I don’t want to be bald.

I took just a little bit off the topside.

Brian!

I smiled and put the razor down.

I then stepped outside the shower and grabbed a towel. I dried off my dripping body and headed into her bedroom to pick out something to wear.

I went through her underwear drawer until I found a pair of lacey white boy shorts and then grabbed a lacey white bra to go with it. I pulled the panties up until they were snuggly gripping my pussy and I felt them lift just a bit on my butt cheeks. I out on the bra and then grabbed a pair of fishnet stockings and pulled them on. After that, I went into her closet to grab an A-line dress I saw in there. I pulled it on and got my arms through the holes. I felt the hem of the dress barely making it to the bottom of my little round ass. As I walked, I could feel it moving around the very tops of my legs. I then grabbed a pair of black heels and stepped into them. I then relaxed and gave her control of her own body again.

‘You should probably do your own hair.’ I told her mentally.

That’s probably for the best. I heard her reply.

I felt the dress move around my legs again as she walked us to the bathroom and wiped off the mirror to see the reflection. She picked up a brush and then paused briefly as she looked at the reflection of my face on her body.

I can’t wait to put make-up on you. I heard her say with a mental giggle.

She styled her hair the way she usually does it, and then applied the make-up. It was so weird I almost had her stop, but I knew to the rest of the world, it was just Valerie with make-up, and that was normal, so I went along with it, making a mental note to get Valerie to teach me how to do her makeup for myself. It might come in useful one day.

After she was done in the bathroom, she started to go about the small apartment tidying up and cleaning. I just loved the sensation of the little dress swishing around my upper thighs, or the lacey little panties moving ever so slightly on our butt as she would bend over to pick something up or lean against something. She washed, dusted, vacuumed, and put away all around her apartment, and before we both knew it we were heading into the afternoon. I was feeling a little drowsy, but I had no idea I was tired enough to fall asleep while inside Valerie.

I woke up to the feeling of a leg between my breasts. It was my leg, and I was doing the splits. Valerie had finished the chores, got changed and started to do some yoga.

“Wow. This is the first time I ever have ever done the splits.” I said out loud. It must have freaked Valerie out because she shuddered a bit and blinked a few times.

“Oh, Brian. I see you’re awake.” She replied out loud back to me.

“Yeah, I’m still here. It’s weird having a conversation with just one mouth.” I teased her.

She giggled and nodded, then continued to go through her yoga manoeuvres.

So, what do you want to do tonight? I heard her ask in the back of my mind.

‘I figured we would get dressed up, hit the clubs, and maybe find a group of guys that wanted to have rough sex with you.’ I replied in my head.

It was a long moment before I got a mental reply, I’d rather not be made into a complete slut, but I guess you are driving. I was hoping this would kind of stay special for us.

‘Yeah, I was kidding about the rough sex part. I’ll have to work on my sarcasm.’ I said back to her mind before continuing, ‘I would like to get dressed up and head out, though. Besides, I’m really looking forward to sharing this whole thing with you.”

Yeah, that does sound like fun. She replied, would you mind if I got ready without you so it’s a surprise for what I’m wearing?

So after the yoga, I hopped out of her body to let her take another shower to clean up. I was watching TV naked on her couch while she got herself ready. I mean, why put on clothes when I was just about to head out in Valerie’s body, right? About half an hour later she was ready, and when she stepped out of her bedroom she looked like a million dollars.

She had 4-inch closed-toed black heels with a strap wrapping around her ankle to match the small black dress she was wearing. The dress, however, looked like someone had taken black oil and poured it on her. It had a silky satin sheen that looked incredible. Two thin straps went over her shoulders and down to a scoop neckline just above her breasts. It was form-fitting as it hugged her curves all the way down, ending scandalously high on her legs. She had on a pair of dark nylons and a tiny black purse over one shoulder. Her hair was brushed with a side parting, but it was done up in tight curls so that it barely made it below her jawline. She had put on just enough make-up so that you knew she was wearing it, but it looked very natural.

I let out a low whistle and she smiled at me.

“Wow,” I said as she came and sat next to me on the couch.

“You really think so?” She replied, “It’s just the little black dress.”

“Yes, true, but you wear it so well! I cannot wait to get in there and see how it feels. I’m loving this idea of you dressing our body as a surprise!” I replied.

She stuck her tongue out at me for the briefest of seconds and then leaned in for a kiss. I obliged her and wrapped my arms around her, one stroking her bare back, and the other one slowly working its way up her front to fondle what would soon be my breasts. I felt her tongue press into my mouth for a moment and touch mine before pulling back into her own mouth. I let my tongue follow hers and then the rest of me followed into her mouth.

Soon enough I was looking down at that hot little black dress on me. I felt her curled locks of hair bounce vibrantly around my thin neck and felt my feet pressed up into the heels. I also felt the bra that was little more than taped onto our breasts and felt the silky panties she had picked out for tonight.

I stood up, gently tossed my head to the side once, and ran my thin fingers through her hair to get it a bit out of my face. All that was left was to wake up her sleeping mind and we were off.

The taxi dropped us off downtown. As I walked up under the buzzing neon sign to the outer door, the largest man I have ever seen in my life got up off a small stool, took one step and was standing in front of me. He looked me up and down slowly and then said one thing. “ID”

I reached into Valerie’s small purse to pull out her driver’s license and handed it to the large man. He looked at it, looked back to me, and then handed it back as he pushed open the inner door for me.

As I walked through the first thing that hit me was the scent of stale cigars. There was a bar along the wall to my left, and to my right was a long, elevated walkway with two poles and chairs set around the outside.

_A strip club? A dive strip club? _Valerie asked in the back of my mind.

‘The building may not look like much, but they have some of the hottest girls around working here.’ I replied, ‘Plus it’s never overcrowded in this place.’

A few guys turned to look from the girl dancing on stage to me as I started to walk to the bar. I leaned up against it, and the bartender put down a glass he had been cleaning and headed over to me.

“Whadd’ll it be honey?” He asked.

“Um… Captain and diet and change for a fifty.” I replied as I dug some money out of Valerie’s purse and set it on the bar.

After I got my supplies, I headed over to an empty chair by the stage and set my drink down on one side of me and my stack of ones down on the other side. The girl on stage was already out of clothes and making her way around the outer side of the stage dancing for the few men that were there. As she made her way to me, I caught her making long side glances. When she finally did make it to where I was sitting, she grabbed me by the back of the head and shoved my face in her tits and started to shake them violently. I smelled her perspiration and cheap perfume. As she let go of my head, I took a handful of ones put them sideways in my mouth and offered them up to her. She leaned down to also grab them with her mouth, which put our lips very close together. I heard cheers from a few of the more drunken men around the stage. I winked at her, and she pulled back, taking the ones with her and continuing around to the rest of the men further down.

Wow. What the hell was that? She just beat me up with her chest. I heard Valerie say.

‘Awesome, that’s what that was. Do you mean to tell me that is the first time you have ever been motorboated? If you would have let me know that I would have done it for you…

Motor-boated? Is that what they call getting beat up by breasts? And men like this? I suppose, why not, men are into all sorts of strange things.

“Like you, you mean?”

Harsh, but fair.

While Valerie and I were chatting back and forth in my mind the next girl came out on stage. The DJ introduced her and started her set of music. She was a long-haired blonde with a knock-out figure in a leopard print outfit. She walked out and started her routine facing the other side of the walkway, presumably because there were more men there, but something about her caught my eye. I said out loud, “No fucking way.”

What’s up Brian? Do you know that girl or something? Valerie stopped with the idle chatter to ask me.

‘I don’t know the girl, but either the smoke is playing tricks on my eyes, or…’ and just as I mentally told Valerie that, the girl on stage did a little spin in front of a guy to show off more of her body, and in that split second, I saw Burt’s unforgettable mug on the stripper.

‘It’s Burt!’ I exclaimed mentally to Valerie.

Burt? She replied.

‘Burt, the body hopper that was in Courtney.’ I replied.

Oh really!

I watched as Burt danced around the stage floor, occasionally using one of the poles like it was the most natural thing in the world for him to do. The tight leopard outfit was quickly discarded piece by piece and tossed about on stage as he worked his way around putting his borrowed body on display for the drooling men.

As he rounded the edge of the stage floor, he looked to his side and finally through the smoke saw me. I looked at him, raised an eyebrow and held up a fist full of ones. He started to laugh hard enough to miss a few steps in his routine, and almost missed the pole as he tried to swing around it.

When he had finally worked his way in front of me, he got down on all fours and leaned over the edge of the stage to whisper right in my ear, “Hey kid, good to see you! Nice mount bucko! I’m glad to see you out and about!”

Instead of replying to him, I instead took a one-dollar bill, rolled it up, and put it in my mouth, holding onto it with my teeth. I then rotated my body around and leaned back on stage with the bill pointing straight up out of my mouth. Burt knew what I was after, and got up on his platform shoed feet, and looked down at my face. He took two small steps forward, so he had a foot by either one of my ears, and then squatted down until his pussy was just about touching my nose. The lips of his vagina went around the bill, and I could smell his arousal as he clasped the bill tightly with his twat and slowly stood back up. I heard cheers coming from the other men around the stage again.

Wow. I’m not certain what just happened there, but to be honest, I really liked it. I heard Valerie comment.

I sat back down on my chair tossed a pile of ones forward and winked at Burt. He smiled back while running his hands up through his hair, above his head, and then back down his entire body before scooping up the ones in his dainty little hands and moving on to the next guy down the way.

I sat back, took a long drink, and then heard Valerie say, there is another man in that girl? I’d never know it if you didn’t tell me. He moves exactly like a woman. And from that little stunt just now he obviously has pretty good control of her equipment.

‘Oh, he knows what he’s doing all right. I’ve experienced it first-hand.’ I replied.

As Burt finished up and was about to walk off the stage I stood up, grabbed my money and started over to the stage.

“Hey, lady, I want a lap dance,” I called out.

“Forty bucks.” He struck a pose while looking at me and twirling a few strands of long blonde hair around one of his fingers.

I quickly gave Burt whatever I had in my hand and then dug the rest out of Valerie’s purse. Burt grabbed me by the hand and led me over to a sectioned-off area of the club with a few smaller rooms that had chairs in them. He pushed me down onto the chair in one of the rooms, spilling my drink in the process.

He wasted no time walking up to me and putting his hands on my shoulders and starting to sway back and forth making his tits shake almost as much as his hips were moving back and forth. He then pressed up against me and slid all the way down my body slowly until his head was sitting in my lap. He shoved my legs apart, exposing my tiny black thong, and I saw him lean forward and then felt him start to gently lick at my pussy through the thin fabric of my panties. I gasped out loud and I felt Valerie moan in the back of my mind. It didn’t last long, though, and he quickly stood up spun around and ground his hot, tight little ass against my lap. He moved it up and down on my tummy and thighs before spinning around again to gently lean in and kiss the small of my neck and then whisper in my ear, “It’ll be another fifty bucks if you want me to keep going.”

Pay the man. I heard Valerie’s voice say full of lust in the back of my mind.

“How much for the night?” I asked playfully.

I saw Burt’s brows crease in thought, and he put a finger to his chin in mock thought.

“For you, just because we have history, I’ll let you take me over to the bar, and feed me drinks for a bit, and if you play your cards right, you can take me home for free.” He replied.

“Deal,” I said. I gently pushed him off me so that I could stand up.

“That was my last dance set, let me grab some clothes, I’ll meet you by the bar.” He said as he started to walk towards a door marked ‘Employee’s only.’

I walked over to the bar, and sat down at a spot a bit away from the other patrons so that Burt and I would be able to have a conversation without anyone listening in. The bartender wandered over and I asked him for two beers, one lite, and the other that I remembered Burt ordering the last time.

He no sooner grabbed two bottles and returned with them than Burt showed up. I turned to look at his ‘clothes.’ He had just put on a 2” wide black belt which was slung across his hips at an angle and had kept his platform-heeled shoes on. Other than that, his mount was every bit as naked as the day she was born.

“Nice outfit,” I said to him dryly.

“Work your strengths my boy, Work your strengths.” He replied with a gleam in his eye.

He reached up on the bar and grabbed the beer I had ordered him. He squatted slightly to make enough room to rub the opening of the cold bottle up and down his moist pussy lips a time or two, and then brought it up to his lips and proceeded to down the entire beer.

“Ahhhhhhhh,” he said as he slammed the bottle back on the bar, then made a bit of a grimace and let out a belch.

Ok, yup. That’s a guy in there. I see it now. I heard Valerie say in my mind.

I motioned for the bartender to bring Burt another beer. He nodded and headed over to take care of the order. Burt grabbed the beer from him and once again flavoured the top of the bottle with his mount’s pussy, but this time didn’t slam it down. Instead, he sat down on the stool next to me and asked, “So, Brian, what the hell have you been up to?”

“Oh, a little of this, a little of that. I spent a bit of time in Courtney getting her fucked by anything that moved. I went and picked up a hooter’s waitress by the name of Angie for a couple of days and had fun with her and my best friend.” I said.

“Oh, nice kid! Those little outfits are great, aren’t they? I love the nylons.” He replied with a chuckle as he took another long drink of his beer.

“Oh, I was in an office intern by the name of Katie for a bit,” I said.

“Did you get her ploughed by the boss? Right on his desk? That is a good time, Brian. You must try that if you didn’t. There is nothing better than office sex during a hard day of hopping.” He said as he looked over my head and into the distance, obviously remembering a particularly good memory.

“And I hopped Valerie here. I really enjoy her.” I said to him as I hopped off my bar stool and did a bit of a spin for him.

“Nice kid. One of Courtney’s friends, right? I think I remember her. I was thinking about heading to her apartment after I left your place.” He said.

Eek! I heard out of Valerie in my head.

“Yeah, too bad, you missed out. I’ve got her now.” I replied and reached down to lightly caress Valerie’s breasts.

“We could always swap if you want,” Burt replied.

“No, I’m pretty happy with my mount, don’t you like yours?” I asked.

Oh, thank you thank you thank you!

“Oh, she’s a blast kid. Alyssa here is one of my favourite mounts. I seem to wind up spending at least a weekend in her a month.” He said to me with a toothy grin and ran his hand down his chest between his legs. I could see him dip a finger into his wet pussy before bringing it out and sucking on his finger.

At that point, I finished my beer and held my hand up for another one. The bartender headed down with two, one for me and another for Burt, who quickly downed the rest of his beer, set his empty down, and grabbed the new bottle.

We clanked our bottles together, and both tipped them back at the same time. I brought my bottle back down, but Burt continued to drink until about half of his beer was gone. He finally set the bottle back on the bar, looked over at me, and blinked a few times.

“Kid, we should be heading out. I had a couple before my performance, and these one hundred and twenty-pound blondes just can’t drink like I’m used to drinking.” Burt said to me.

“My place or yours?” I asked.

“My alter ego here has a roommate and a boyfriend,” Burt replied.

“My place it is. I’ll grab a cab; you get some actual clothes.” I replied.

“Spoilsport.” He replied as he walked while stumbling a bit on his tall shoes towards the dressing room.

He’s coming back to my place? Oh, what did I get myself into?

I paid the bar bill and headed out front to flag down a taxi. By the time I found one Burt had stumbled his way out of the club and was leaning on me. He had found the world’s tightest pair of jeans and a dark black bra and the belt that he was wearing before loosely hanging around his tapered waist again. He also seemed to refuse to take off the platform shoes with the 5 or 6-inch heels, despite struggling to walk in them with the alcohol he had already drunk.

I practically poured him into the taxi before we were off to Valerie’s apartment. The beer that he had chugged down seemed to all be hitting him at once. As we got back to Valerie’s place, I started up the stairs and looked back to see if Burt needed a hand, but he seemed to be pulling it together and was right behind me.

I opened the door, let Burt in, closed it behind us, locked it, and turned around to find Burt already stepping out of his jeans with the bra on the floor. I laughed, dropped the purse, and pulled Valerie’s little black dress over my head.

I grabbed his hand and led him to Valerie’s bedroom where we both jumped onto the bed and wasted no time frisking each other. I began to kiss Burt’s breasts and lick at his nipples which made him moan in pleasure. He in turn reached to grope my breasts and fondle them through the stick-on bra.

‘Let me get that off. If I don’t do it, it will hurt us both like hell.’ Valerie said inside my head. I gave her control of her hands and we proceeded to carefully peel the bra off our now very sensitive breasts. Valerie's hands lingered over what were her breasts, almost longingly. I wondered if sharing such an intimate area of her body was feeling a little “one-way”.

“Hey! I’ve got an idea!”

“Whassat…?” Burt slurred – the booze was really getting to him.

“Maybe it would be more fun to use something with a bit more feeling to it?”

I could hear Valerie wondering what I meant, so I gave her back control of our body. We looked down as we felt something in our stomach filling us from the inside. I let out a small moan as I felt my pussy lips separate and make room as a bulge began to appear in the crotch of my now tight panties. It got bigger and bigger until there was a huge shaft going down my right inner thigh and two lumps in between my legs.

“Oh my!” I said, but it was all Valerie talking now.

Feeling her hesitancy, I guided my hands down to hold the large cock that had grown out of me. It felt so good in my small fingers. I yanked down the fabric of my pants and Valerie let out a small laugh as my new cock wobbled out like a diving board in front of me. It had slipped out the leg hole of my flimsy satin panties! I playfully stroked it and touched the head and felt it jerk as we both enjoyed the sensations coming from it. I gave control back to Valerie hoping that she could take it from here. A dribble of pre-cum oozed out of the tip and she touched it with my index finger and then worked it around with my thumb.

“It’s a real cock sticking out of me, and I can feel everything!” gasped Valerie.

“Easy, that’s mine. I’m just letting us borrow it for tonight,” I heard myself say, “But I mean, that’s only if you want to play along. Otherwise, I suppose I could just take back control and screw the brains out of our date here.”

“Huh?” Burt was vaguely aware that he and his mount had been referred to, but the light was rapidly dimming. Burt’s head flopped to one side as he slipped into unconsciousness and he would soon be snoring loudly.

I let out a small whimper as the cock grew larger and more erect.

“Please…” Valerie managed to say between gasping breaths.

“Please what?” I asked with a smirk.

“This feeling! I need to…, I don’t know…. Jerk off!?!?!” she whimpered.

“Oh really? I’m not really that horny. Are you sure you’re that horny?” I asked smugly.

“You’re such a dick!” she retorted angrily.

“You mean like this thing?” I replied as I used my hand to tease up and down the shaft that was protruding proudly out of my crotch at full mast, “I’ve seen your secrets and you told me you felt your life was boring. I know you spend your nights in front of the computer screen fingering yourself as you read stories about women being controlled, imagining yourself in that story. You want to be controlled. It gets you off. I’m here offering you what you want. It’s why I woke you up the first time. I’m not supposed to do it at all, but as soon as I saw it in your head, I knew I wanted to bring you in on this. My fee is that you must promise to keep my secret. If you do that, we could have a lot of fun together.”

“Yes,” she called out breathlessly.

“Yes, what?” I asked again. I needed to know we would be safe.

“Yes, I want you to control my body. I want you to use me. I’ll keep your secret! Please!” she replied as my hands pulled away from the monster cock that was jutting out between my legs.

I felt the smile on my face. It went from ear to ear. I rolled onto my back and looked down at the cock that wobbled around as it pointed at the ceiling. Valerie quickly grabbed some lotion that she kept on her nightstand for her skin, pumping a large glob onto her palm and then rubbing it between her hands. She then went back and grasped the monster cock in both hands and began stroking up and down. She occasionally circled the head with my small fingers as I went faster and faster. Almost too soon I felt my ass come off the bed as the log in my hands jerked fiercely and my entire world shrunk down to the feeling of this cock getting off. It was completely different to what she was used to. Instead of pleasure flowing outwards and reverberating through her entire body, our entire consciousness was just concerned with this cock. I felt it fire off and let out a giggle as it went up and then splattered against my stomach. She kept pumping and it kept firing as she adjusted the aim. Higher on our stomach. On our breasts. And finally on our neck. Then I was done. The dick started to shrink back, and we were left panting and drained.

“That’s how it is for guys?” Valerie mumbled happily as we caught our breath.

“More or less, but it always feels a bit more emphasized when I’m in someone else’s body. It’s a hopper thing, I guess. Two bodies’ sex drives working together or whatever.” I replied even more happily as my eyes closed and we fell asleep.

Valerie woke to the sound of a phone alarm going off somewhere in the bedroom. She slowly untangled herself from Burt and worked her way out of bed. As she swung her legs off the side of the bed, she felt a rigid dick wobble around and looked down at it with wide eyes.

“Really?” she mumbled as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes and then stood and started walking toward the sound of the alarm. She narrowed it down to Alyssa’s bag and opened it up to pull out her phone and silence the alarm.

As she turned around, she was startled to see Alyssa lying in bed with her head supported by one of her arms and looking at her with curiosity. She looked down at the meaty appendage that stood proudly out from between her own legs and then looked back at Alyssa, “I can’t get it to go down.”

“I could help with that if you want,” Burt commented with a sly grin.

“It’s me, Valerie. Not him. I don’t even know how to work this thing.”

“We’ll figure it out together,” Burt replied with a wink.

Valerie let out a sigh and then looked out the large window and back at her, “Fine. The sun isn’t up yet.”

Burt’s face lit up and she motioned for Valerie to come back to bed. She slid in and Burt pushed her back down on the soft mattress and climbed on top of her.

“Just lay back. I’ll do all the work for you.”

She looked down through her breasts and watched as Burt straddled her cock and with one dainty hand guided it up to her waiting slit. She slowly eased it in. Just the head at first and then back up. Then slightly further past and back up. Valerie’s breath sped up as she enjoyed the sensations of her hard shaft being gobbled up by Burt’s moist silky pussy. She brought her hands to her breasts and began to tease them just the way she liked when she played with herself. Valerie started to breathe even more heavily as Burt bottomed out on her dick, their warm thighs tight to each other. Burt giggled happily and then began to buck back and forth. She built a rhythm quickly and Valerie moved her hips in time with the thrusts. The smell of their passion reminded her of the previous night and she let out a quiet moan.

Burt looked down at Valerie with wide eyes and then nodded as she got back to bouncing on Valerie’s pole as she now tried to stifle her own moaning. Valerie was mostly into guys but as Burt’s hair swung back and forth and she bit her lip, Valerie understood why women were so sexy to men. Valerie felt Burt quiver and her eyes rolled back and she knew Burt was cumming. That was enough to send her over the edge and she felt the constriction in her new balls let go as she coated Burt’s insides. Valerie let out a gasp and a grunt as her borrowed dick lunged several times and then she went limp in the bed.

Burt leaned forward to kiss Valerie on the lips just as she felt a shudder go through her body.

I awoke to see Burt’s smiling face moving away from me.

“What did I miss?” I asked, sounding confused.

“I was just helping Valerie with some morning wood,” Burt said with a shrug in a voice that was a little too smug for me to be comfortable with.

“Can you suck this thing back in now?” Valerie pleaded, “It’s fun to play with but I don’t want one all the time.”

Valerie let out a small gasp as I felt my stomach tingle and the now shrinking cock slipped out of Burt and back inside me.

“Oh man that’s weird,” I said as I looked down.

“Agreed,” Burt nodded as she also looked down, “But I think I’ll be the one with the cock next time.”

“Okay, time to get off! You’re leaking on me!” I said as I pushed at Burt.

“Well it’s your cum!” he replied back to me.

“Come on. I don’t know about you, but I need a shower before we figure out what to do with the rest of the day”.

I awoke to the beeping of an alarm clock. I reached over to slap the snooze button, but before I could I felt Valerie slowly sitting up in bed next to me. She reached over the top of me to shut the alarm clock off, and then gracefully slid out of bed to get ready for another day of work.

I had been staying here the past few days. I hadn’t hopped anyone including Valerie in the past three days, and I was having a good time. After work I would come home, we would make or pick up dinner and eat it together, and last night we had stayed up late making love.

Work was the usual dull routine, and I couldn’t wait to get back to Valerie for some quality time. As soon as work was over, I raced back to what was feeling more and more like my home.

I headed up the stairs to Val’s apartment. I used the key that Valerie had given me a while back to let myself into the apartment and smiled as I saw the TV on in the living room, meaning someone was home.

I walked through the living room looking for Val until I heard someone in the kitchen as the smell of a great meal hit me. I walked around the corner and saw Valerie standing in front of the stove, paying very close attention to the food she was preparing.

“Hey, babe!” I said to her as I crossed the kitchen.

I noticed she was wearing a cooking apron over a sexy blue satin dress and high heels. I figured she must have been planning something for when I came home tonight, which was why I always loved coming back to her.

I came up behind her and wrapped my arms around her slim midsection underneath the apron, sliding my hands down her sexy little stomach, over her panties and caressed her thighs as I leaned forward and started to give her little kisses from her shoulder up her neck to the bottom of her ear.

“Oh shit Brian. That feels so damn good.” The shock of hearing Burt’s gruff tones rocked me backwards.

“Burt!?!” I exclaimed as I pulled back from Valerie’s soft neck.

Val’s head swivelled around and sure enough, her face was replaced with Burt’s broad features, “Well, technically, it’s both Val and me in here. Technically.”

“Yeah, I suppose it is both of you,” I said in a somewhat muted voice, much of my enthusiasm for my homecoming dashed by the fact that I wouldn’t be talking to my girlfriend until Burt was done with her body.

“You’re just in time. Dinner is almost done. Where have you been?” Burt asked me as he turned daintily on his high-heeled feet and reached across the countertop for some spices to put on the food.

We ate the meal making small talk. I pushed the food around my plate, my appetite having evaporated. I couldn’t help thinking about Valerie asleep inside her own gorgeous body, sitting opposite me.

“You want a beer?” Burt asked as he went over to the fridge and grabbed two bottles.

I nodded and he handed one to me. I easily twisted off the bottle cap as I watched Burt grab a dishtowel and used it to insulate his soft hands from the sharp edges of the cap as he too freed it from the beer bottle.

Burt then walked into the living room and turned on the TV. I followed and stood behind the couch, watching him flip through channels. He sat there completely oblivious to my staring as he spread Valerie’s legs out and leaned over one pillow, letting me see the soft skin on his inner thighs and his silky satin panties.

Finally, after almost ten minutes of him flipping through channels, he turned and looked at me and asked, “Are you going to sit down, or not?”

“Are you going to stay in her? Are you keeping her for tonight, or what?” I asked plainly as I sucked on my beer.

“I was going to stay in her, yes. I’m not done having fun yet. Are you trying to rush me out of her? I mean if you ask me, ‘Burt please get out of my girl’ I’ll get out of her. Is that what you want? I thought we were having a good time. I know I’m having fun.” He said with a wink.

“No, I’m not trying to rush you. And dinner was the best I’ve had in months. I was just curious what your plans were I guess.” I replied to him as he looked over at me.

I don’t know why, but right at that moment a strange thought popped into my head, and I looked over at Burt and asked in a worried tone, “Burt, where’s Alyssa?”

“Huh?” He asked, not taking his eyes off the TV.

“Where is Alyssa? I thought she would be here. She was your mount when I last saw you.” I asked again, uncertain what would come out of his mouth. I thought I knew Burt pretty well, but it seemed he could always surprise me with something new, like cooking an amazing meal, while wearing my girlfriend’s body.

“Oh yeah, Alyssa. She flew home. Some kind of thing with her family. I don’t know. She left while I was in the shower.” Burt replied in a matter-of-fact tone.

“Jeez Burt, that is cold, even for you.”

“I told you, kid. You should never get emotionally attached to your mount. What am I saying? You are in way too deep with this fine body, aren’t you?” Burt said as he looked down at himself and cupped one of his breasts. “If we’re doing truth time, it gives me an extra little buzz knowing I’m inside the love of your life.” Burt wiggled his chest and giggled at the sight of his breasts swaying underneath the silky material of his dress. “Man, that feels sooo good!”

“OK, Burt. I get it, but I can’t help how I feel any more than you can.” I replied sullenly.

I looked at Burt and an odd look came over his face. A shudder went through him, and he gasped as he sat up quickly.

“How long have I been out? Is he in me? What did he do?”

The panicked look in her eyes and the sound of her voice could only mean one thing. Burt had woken up Valerie and given her control of her own body.

“Valerie, that is you, right,” I said as I looked at her, quizzically.

“Well, it could be me, or it could be him…. How will you ever know?”

“That looked and sounded very much like you woke Valerie up, but that’s you that is talking now, Burt. What are you up to?”

“This wasn’t part of the deal! He’s not supposed to be in me. He’s supposed to be in Alyssa!” Valerie said as she looked down at her chest with wide eyes like she wanted to claw her own skin off.

“Calm down! Why is it okay for me to be in her, but not you? That’s a bit hypocritical, isn’t it?” Burt said through Valerie’s mouth.

“This is not…” Valerie started to say and then her mouth betrayed her, “I think we can have some fun this evening. The TV is boring, and I’d like to show you how good it can feel with me inside you,” Burt’s voice said as her hand went down to playfully rub on her satin-covered pussy.

“Get out! Get out right this instant!” Valerie said as she yanked her hand back.

“You’re not in charge. Not anymore!” Burt’s voice declared from her mouth.

“No! You do not get to…” She started to reply, but then she stopped and let out a surprised gasp.

She looked down at her own stomach and then let out a little moan. I saw her dress bulge out slightly and then pull back tight.

“What are you…?” She started to ask and then moaned again.

She rocked forward and clutched her sides and mumbled a few words incoherently then rolled to the side and curled up on the couch with her legs tight against her chest. I moved closer to look at her and again saw a bulge poke out of her pussy and stretch out her panties before retreating in and then pressing out yet again. She shook her head and then rolled onto her back and crossed her legs on the couch, holding them together. She opened her eyes and looked at me as she bit down on her lip, “He’s… he’s fucking me… from the… ins…”

That was all she managed to get out and suddenly she let out a gurgle as she rolled off the couch and onto her hands and knees on the floor. I saw the back of her dress bulge out this time as Burt’s voice came out of her mouth again, “If you think you can beat me by crossing your legs you obviously don’t realize how many options I have.”

“I’m sorry!” She yelped, “I’m sorry!”

The bulge retreated and she sucked in her breath and slowly got to her feet and flipped her hair back, “That is intense.”

Then she grabbed her stomach again and let out an “Ugh!”

Her eyes went wide and she stumbled to the edge of the couch and grabbed onto the armrest as she bent over at the waist and then moaned. I was watching from behind as the gusset of her panties stretched taut around Burt’s dick as it forced its way out of her pussy once more and then sucked itself back in quickly. Her hands clawed into the couch as Burt’s shaft popped out and back in once more. Her head went down, and she moaned as it happened again. Burt picked up the pace and I watched with morbid interest as Valerie squirmed in front of me.

Only minutes later she cried out, “I’m fucking c…c…c…coming!” and I watched her thighs again squeeze together as she bent at a full ninety degrees, and I could see her gritting her teeth trying to hold back the screams of pleasure.

Burt didn’t stop. If anything, he began pumping even further out of her body and at a faster pace. Valerie’s knuckles went white as she dug her nails into the fabric of the couch and her hips began to buck in time with his thrusts. I let out the breath I didn’t know I was holding and blinked as I realized I was getting turned on by this. Was Burt going to ruin what I had with Valerie? Would I ever be able to have a happy relationship with her? Be a husband and have two kids and a dog or would I become some sexual deviant for the rest of my life? Why was I so okay with the deviant option?

Valerie brought a hand to her face and bit down on her thumb as she screamed into a gag made of her own flesh and I knew she was coming again. I heard her struggle to suck air in through her nose as the orgasm crashed through her body and I watched her back contort as she tried to deal with the pleasures Burt was forcing through her. He didn’t slow down and now she was whimpering. She seemed to watch in shock as one of her own hands pulled away from the couch and slipped down the front of her panties and she began using her fingers around her clit. Her knees started to shake, and she managed to gurgle out, “Please no more. Please I can’t. Please I’m going to pass out.”

Suddenly the thrusts became erratic. I knew that this was the end game. Valerie suddenly let out a breath like she had been kicked in the stomach and I watched as her body tensed. The bulge popped out and jerked, then wiggled and jerked once more. I saw a large darker wet spot forming in the centre of her panties and then the bulge jerked again as Valerie fell to her knees and let out an, “AAAAaaaAAaaaAAAAAaaahhhh!”

Her one hand caught her and slowly lowered herself to the floor as the bulge finally started to slow its jerks. She then seemed to just flop onto her side and lay there. As mesmerized by everything as I had been, I was now suddenly worried, and ran to her side.

“Valerie? Are you okay?” I asked as I shook her lightly, “Val?”

Her eyes suddenly popped open, and she struggled to sit as I helped her up. Once she was sitting a goofy grin swept across her face, “Wow that was intense. I think I might have overdone it.”

“Burt? Is Valerie, okay?” I asked as I bit my lip and gave him a worried look.

“She passed out. I guess both of us coming at once was a bit too much for her,” She said with a shrug as she looked down at herself, adjusted her breasts in the dress and then looked down at her panties, “Ick. I made a mess.”

“She’ll be okay, right?” I was still worried.

“She’s just asleep. C’mon, let’s go shower. I want to wash this stuff out,” he replied as he got Valerie to her feet and then headed for the bathroom.

I watched as she undressed and stepped into a hot shower, “That’s better. The water’s nice! Why are you still out there?”

I shook my head and sat on the edge of the bath, wondering what to do.

I sighed and shook my head again, “Okay, when you make other people do stuff it’s hot, but I’m really into Valerie. Sorry. We are going to have to come up with some new boundaries or our friendship is over”.