Body Hopping Gone Bad

“I have this really bad habit of body hopping girls, and then leaving them in embarrassing situations. I've had other body hoppers get on me for it, saying it’s juvenile and tends to get the authorities looking for magical possessions. I just can’t help myself. The look on those girl’s faces when they find themselves sitting naked on a park bench in broad daylight, or pulling their shirt open in the stands of a baseball game is priceless.

Best of all is when I've hopped a really pretty girl, gone out for great sex, and then left her disrobed with no clue what she’s been doing or how she got there. And when their boyfriends and parents hear about it, well let’s just say I've gotten more girls into rehab than you can count; Most of them totally innocent.

So if your girlfriend or daughter has a sudden case of public lewdness, coupled with blackouts, don’t blame her. It’s probably a case of body hopping gone bad.”

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First Time Bodyhopper Steps Out

“Man, if you’d told me that on my 16th birthday, I’d be out here on the street in a skimpy outfit with a mixed drink and a handful of Mardi Gras beads in my hand waiting on the parade, I’d have thought you were nuts. Of course until three months ago, I was a boy named James who was killed in an auto accident. That’s when I discovered that I was a body hopper.

Talk about your life changing event! I went from young nerd boy who girls didn’t give the time of day, to a free agent who could look like anyone I met. And since my first accidental possession was my neighbor Heather, I quickly learned that girls have some incredible abilities when it comes to sex.

Three months later and here I am, mounted up on Janice my party girl suit. You would not believe the kind of attention a big old rack like this brings you in the clubs, or then again maybe you would. Anyway, after tonight’s activities, I think I’ll give my old buddy Tom a call. I do owe him for keeping me sane those first few days. I guess a little pity sex wouldn't hurt.”

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For Her Own Good

James was a body hopper with a conscience; he loved the feeling of mounting a hot woman for a few days of passion and sex, but he felt guilty about using other people. His solution was to live in a resort hotel, and keep his possessions down to a week or two at a time. He liked the endless variety and could live with his conscience.

Darla, his latest mount, troubled him. Despite being rich and beautiful, she seemed depressed, and without a will to live. In fact she had thoughts of suicide which baffled him. James worked extra hard to see if he couldn't cheer her up. He set her up with the best lovers on the island, and used all his wiles to let her experience some real passion and joy that week. He even stepped back and let Darla experience the full effect of multiple orgasms, to see if that would bring her out of the doldrums. Sadly, nothing worked.

In the end James made a momentous decision; he would continue to ride Darla indefinitely for her own protection. He’d make her life his own, and see if he couldn't fix her. As he packed her things, now his, and prepared to fly home, James let a smile crack his face. He had a mission in life now, and a hot body he had no qualms about staying in; after all, it was for Darla’s own good.

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Hopped Her Great Grandmother

“Laura has been my mount for almost four years now. Normally, I don’t stay with a body that long, I like to keep moving and experiencing new lives. But Laura reminds me of her great grandmother back when she was a hot young woman back in the 1920’s.

I've never ridden two bodies who were so closely related before. I find the comparison of Laura and her flapper ancestor to be sort of nostalgic in a way. They were both so wild and care free when I took them for the first time. And for a body hopper to find a new experience in hopping after 300 years and dozens of mounts is truly wonderful.

I guess I’m going to move on soon; but first I’m going to do some research on ansistor.com and see about finding descendants of other people I mounted. There was this one fabulous woman Scarlet, who was a spy for the confederacy back in the civil war – I would dearly love to find some great great great granddaughter that had some of what she had.

I guess I’m really into this ancestry kick.”

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Down Like A Shot

“Dianna, are you ok? You went down like you’d been shot.”

“No Steve, believe me I’m fine. I just was a little dizzy there. Go ahead and get your swim. I’ll be fine right here.”

Yes, right here while I finish taking over Dianna’s body. This one had some fight to her. That’s fine, as a Body Hopper, I like a spirited mount. Strong, beautiful, and the boyfriend is a stud. This is going to be a great ride. Don’t pout little one, you won’t even remember that I was in control. You’ll remember tonight like a dream; a dream that had some great sex, and wonderful memories of love.

“Come on in Steve,” she said coyly, “I don’t want you to wear yourself out. I’ll do that later.”

It’s so much fun being a Body Hopper. I love my life.

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Young Body-hopper Goes Home

“You know, to go from being a 16 year old boy, a card carrying member of the school nerds, to being anyone I want, well almost anyone is one strange adventure. My name was James, and I was in the wrong place at the wrong time when a car ran an intersection and killed me. And then I discovered I was a body-hopper, able to shift into and possess most people and take over their lives.

Vivian here is just the latest in a line of bodies I've worn for a few weeks, and then let go none the wiser for their time as my mount. Vivian is a hot single girl who happens to live in my old neighborhood and that Tom, my best friend from the old days has a crush on. I came back to see Tom, and thank him as only a body-hopper can, by giving him the time of his life with some girls he fantasizes about. Tom was there for me at the beginning and helped me through the rough spots.

And why women you ask; because I like them. Oh, I tried possessing Jocks a time or two. But it just never thrilled me the way possessing a hot girl does. Believe me, sex from the fairer side beats male sex all hollow. The one other body-hopper I've met so far says almost all of us prefer women as mounts; it’s just the natural order of things.

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