"Thanks for lending me your body, B"
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Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
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88,405
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32
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1
Currently Reading:
3
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Chapter 03 - Doing some shopping
See for notes & disclaimers Chapter 00
Chapter 3 - Doing some shopping (exhib, voyeur, no sex)
When mom woke up, we both took a nice long shower together. After that, mom really needed to do some work at the gallery, which I didn’t mind since I was in the mood to go out anyway (after staying home for a couple of days, I was getting restless).
So, I happily spend the remainder of the afternoon shopping, picking up some wicked new clothes (and shoes). I also bought a couple of naughty outfits at Victoria’s Secret to surprise mom with. Finally I bought a lot of cool things at the leather shop, which by the way cost me a lot of dough. Luckily, I had plenty of money (because I emptied out all of B’s bank accounts after becoming the new occupant of her body).
I also withdrew all the money from B’s college fund, which took some arguing with the bank manager to accomplish… I managed to convince him, though. I mean, it’s not like I plan to go to college anyway.
Hey, speaking of B: I wonder how she’s doing? Giles told me that those watcher pricks kidnapped her (or rather me, heheheh) from the police. It still surprises me, what a bunch of fuckin’ morons those Sunnydale cops are! Being outsmarted by a bunch of tweed-wearing British faggots. Tsk!!
Anyway, she is probably still in the watchers’ hands, perhaps even in England by now. Well B, I hope that a couple of those Brits like girls, and gangbang your self-righteous little butt into the ground! Heh. The idea of B getting it in all three holes (even if it is in my body) really turned me on… Which reminds me: I’ll think I swing by the sex shop and pick up a few toys for me and Joyce to use. The idea of fucking my new mommy with a strap-on dildo made me really hot.
*****
After going home and dropping off the purchases I made at the shopping mall, I went to the rougher part of town to visit the sex shop (it seemed the good citizens of Sunnydale didn’t want a sex shop near their nice clean mall).
I entered the store and looked around… not bad! They seemed to have a big assortment of items available, and the place wasn’t as dark and seedy as most porn stores I’ve been to.
As I started to check out their collection, the owner stepped up to me and gave me a curious look.
I could see him thinking: What’s a girl like that doing in a place like this?
I shot him a grin and calmly looked him over. He was a bit overweight but not bad looking, and a reasonably sharp dresser. Most importantly: he smelled clean, which I can tell you is very important to a slayer; with our enhanced senses we -too- easily pick up on bad odours.
He in turn looked me over as well and seemed to like what he saw: I was wearing a pair of leather trousers (which appeared to be painted on me) a skimpy halter-top and a wicked pair of black shoes (one of the pairs I bought today) with 3-inch long stiletto heels. No underwear of course.
Swallowing nervously, he finally looked up to my face.
“Can I help you, Miss?” he inquired.
“Nah, just browsing a little.”
Hesitating for a moment, he continued, “I do not wish to offend you, Miss… but the law says you have to be at least twenty-one to visit this shop, and frankly,” he gestured at me, “you hardly look eighteen, let alone twenty-one…”
I rolled my eyes. Great! The first porn store owner who actually sticks to the law. Damn! I never had this problem in my old body.
“So I’m afraid, I’m going to have to ask you for an ID,” he finished.
“Oh, come on, mister…” I gave him my most charming smile. “I left my ID at home and I don’t want to go all the way back for it.” Running my hands over my body in a sensual manner, I continued, “Tell me, doesn’t this look like the body of an adult?”
He gulped and I now noticed an obvious bulge in his trousers.
“Well…” I could see his mind battling between lust and common sense. “I don’t know… I really should see an ID.” And common sense seemed to win.
Shit! Looks like this guy needs a little more convincing.
Looking around for a moment, I noticed there were a few male customers watching our conversation with interest while giving my body some lustful glances.
I hesitated for a moment. Making up my mind, I looked into the eyes of the storeowner and gave him a wicked grin. Reaching down, I grabbed the hem of my tank top and slowly lifted it up, showing him (and three customers) my firm, round tits.
Now, even though I’m not shy about my body, I don’t think I would have exposed my tits if I’d been in my old body. I probably would have used a little physical persuasion to change his mind… But something about exposing B’s --previously untouchable-- body, really turned me on! Perhaps it was knowing how mortified B would be if she knew that a couple of old pervs were ogling her bare titties, what made me such a little exhibitionist.
Looking down, I noticed my little pink nipples had grown fully erect. Looking back up, I noticed everyone staring entranced at my breasts.
“Well? What do you think?” I prodded the owner. “My tits certainly look adult enough, don’t they?”
“I-uhm-I guess that, I, uhhh… they, uhm,” he stuttered. “They look… quite adult,” he finally managed to finish.
“And they FEEL quite adult too,” I grinned and gave him a sly wink. “Go ahead, feel for yourself.”
Unable to believe his luck, he hesitated for a moment… then, when he saw I wasn’t kidding, he swiftly stepped forward and grabbed my teen titties. Eagerly he pawed and fondled them for several minutes. After this, he played with my erect nubbins for a while then after weighing my tits in his hands for a couple of moments, he stepped back with a sigh.
Dropping my top, I cocked a questioning eyebrow at him.
“They… uhm, you definitely seem adult enough for this store,” he smiled.
“Good… told you so.” I smirked.
He winked, and said, “If there is anything I can help you with, just let me know.” Turning around, he walked back to the counter.
Giving the - still spellbound - customers who were eying me a sexy grin, I sauntered to the back of the store and started checking out the collection of strap-on dildos.
*****
With a big shit-eating grin on my face, I left the store. Heh! The look on their faces when I tried that dildo on for size was absolutely priceless!
Except for the 9-inch strap-on dildo, I had also bought a few other items that might come in handy: a couple of nipple clamps, a pair of handcuffs, a small assortment of butt-plugs and a decent sized vibrator shaped like a purple cock (you never know when a girl needs to take care of business herself).
I noticed that it was already dark by now, and remembering that mom said that she’ll probably be busy at the gallery until after midnight, I decided to make a little visit to Sunnyhell’s only “nightclub”.
So with my new toys tucked away in a discreet little bag made of black glossy paper, I happily set course towards the Bronze.
Ahh! It’s good to be B.
To be continued in Chapter 4 - Seducing Willow
Chapter 3 - Doing some shopping (exhib, voyeur, no sex)
When mom woke up, we both took a nice long shower together. After that, mom really needed to do some work at the gallery, which I didn’t mind since I was in the mood to go out anyway (after staying home for a couple of days, I was getting restless).
So, I happily spend the remainder of the afternoon shopping, picking up some wicked new clothes (and shoes). I also bought a couple of naughty outfits at Victoria’s Secret to surprise mom with. Finally I bought a lot of cool things at the leather shop, which by the way cost me a lot of dough. Luckily, I had plenty of money (because I emptied out all of B’s bank accounts after becoming the new occupant of her body).
I also withdrew all the money from B’s college fund, which took some arguing with the bank manager to accomplish… I managed to convince him, though. I mean, it’s not like I plan to go to college anyway.
Hey, speaking of B: I wonder how she’s doing? Giles told me that those watcher pricks kidnapped her (or rather me, heheheh) from the police. It still surprises me, what a bunch of fuckin’ morons those Sunnydale cops are! Being outsmarted by a bunch of tweed-wearing British faggots. Tsk!!
Anyway, she is probably still in the watchers’ hands, perhaps even in England by now. Well B, I hope that a couple of those Brits like girls, and gangbang your self-righteous little butt into the ground! Heh. The idea of B getting it in all three holes (even if it is in my body) really turned me on… Which reminds me: I’ll think I swing by the sex shop and pick up a few toys for me and Joyce to use. The idea of fucking my new mommy with a strap-on dildo made me really hot.
*****
After going home and dropping off the purchases I made at the shopping mall, I went to the rougher part of town to visit the sex shop (it seemed the good citizens of Sunnydale didn’t want a sex shop near their nice clean mall).
I entered the store and looked around… not bad! They seemed to have a big assortment of items available, and the place wasn’t as dark and seedy as most porn stores I’ve been to.
As I started to check out their collection, the owner stepped up to me and gave me a curious look.
I could see him thinking: What’s a girl like that doing in a place like this?
I shot him a grin and calmly looked him over. He was a bit overweight but not bad looking, and a reasonably sharp dresser. Most importantly: he smelled clean, which I can tell you is very important to a slayer; with our enhanced senses we -too- easily pick up on bad odours.
He in turn looked me over as well and seemed to like what he saw: I was wearing a pair of leather trousers (which appeared to be painted on me) a skimpy halter-top and a wicked pair of black shoes (one of the pairs I bought today) with 3-inch long stiletto heels. No underwear of course.
Swallowing nervously, he finally looked up to my face.
“Can I help you, Miss?” he inquired.
“Nah, just browsing a little.”
Hesitating for a moment, he continued, “I do not wish to offend you, Miss… but the law says you have to be at least twenty-one to visit this shop, and frankly,” he gestured at me, “you hardly look eighteen, let alone twenty-one…”
I rolled my eyes. Great! The first porn store owner who actually sticks to the law. Damn! I never had this problem in my old body.
“So I’m afraid, I’m going to have to ask you for an ID,” he finished.
“Oh, come on, mister…” I gave him my most charming smile. “I left my ID at home and I don’t want to go all the way back for it.” Running my hands over my body in a sensual manner, I continued, “Tell me, doesn’t this look like the body of an adult?”
He gulped and I now noticed an obvious bulge in his trousers.
“Well…” I could see his mind battling between lust and common sense. “I don’t know… I really should see an ID.” And common sense seemed to win.
Shit! Looks like this guy needs a little more convincing.
Looking around for a moment, I noticed there were a few male customers watching our conversation with interest while giving my body some lustful glances.
I hesitated for a moment. Making up my mind, I looked into the eyes of the storeowner and gave him a wicked grin. Reaching down, I grabbed the hem of my tank top and slowly lifted it up, showing him (and three customers) my firm, round tits.
Now, even though I’m not shy about my body, I don’t think I would have exposed my tits if I’d been in my old body. I probably would have used a little physical persuasion to change his mind… But something about exposing B’s --previously untouchable-- body, really turned me on! Perhaps it was knowing how mortified B would be if she knew that a couple of old pervs were ogling her bare titties, what made me such a little exhibitionist.
Looking down, I noticed my little pink nipples had grown fully erect. Looking back up, I noticed everyone staring entranced at my breasts.
“Well? What do you think?” I prodded the owner. “My tits certainly look adult enough, don’t they?”
“I-uhm-I guess that, I, uhhh… they, uhm,” he stuttered. “They look… quite adult,” he finally managed to finish.
“And they FEEL quite adult too,” I grinned and gave him a sly wink. “Go ahead, feel for yourself.”
Unable to believe his luck, he hesitated for a moment… then, when he saw I wasn’t kidding, he swiftly stepped forward and grabbed my teen titties. Eagerly he pawed and fondled them for several minutes. After this, he played with my erect nubbins for a while then after weighing my tits in his hands for a couple of moments, he stepped back with a sigh.
Dropping my top, I cocked a questioning eyebrow at him.
“They… uhm, you definitely seem adult enough for this store,” he smiled.
“Good… told you so.” I smirked.
He winked, and said, “If there is anything I can help you with, just let me know.” Turning around, he walked back to the counter.
Giving the - still spellbound - customers who were eying me a sexy grin, I sauntered to the back of the store and started checking out the collection of strap-on dildos.
*****
With a big shit-eating grin on my face, I left the store. Heh! The look on their faces when I tried that dildo on for size was absolutely priceless!
Except for the 9-inch strap-on dildo, I had also bought a few other items that might come in handy: a couple of nipple clamps, a pair of handcuffs, a small assortment of butt-plugs and a decent sized vibrator shaped like a purple cock (you never know when a girl needs to take care of business herself).
I noticed that it was already dark by now, and remembering that mom said that she’ll probably be busy at the gallery until after midnight, I decided to make a little visit to Sunnyhell’s only “nightclub”.
So with my new toys tucked away in a discreet little bag made of black glossy paper, I happily set course towards the Bronze.
Ahh! It’s good to be B.
To be continued in Chapter 4 - Seducing Willow