Father-Daughter Bonding

Transcript:

“Oh daddy, are you awake? Now, now, don’t struggle, you will just be chaffing your wrist against the bond! And don’t bother screaming, I have sent the servants for a day off and mother, well, she’s in a deep sleep. Don’t look at me like that daddy, how could I hurt my own mother?”

“Ah, I see that you have caught my reflection, then I guess I will drop the pretense. You see, my client had sent me to, persuade you to forgo the business expansion into Europe. As you can see, I have your daughter. Or should I say, I am your daughter?”

“However, my client is benevolent. He proposed a postponement of your plans by six months. In return, your daughter, family and most importantly your reputation will be safe. A fair deal, isn’t it?”

“Do not worry about your board of directors, my client has paid a few of my kins to make sure they are in the same boat as you so you would have full support as well,”

“I don’t really like the look of your face, Mr Wang. It seems you don’t understand the position you’re in. Your daughter has a body to die for and I know people who would pay top dollars to have a go with her and a whole lot of people who would appreciate a live session of her getting fucked. Your wife, while not attractive to most, could garner a loyal fanbase of people who have a fetish for old woman. All of these with me in the driver seat and trust me Mr Wang, I am familiar with all kinds of debauchery and I have never failed to please a crowd,”

“You still don’t look convinced. Oh the reflection! Don’t worry,”

“Hah, the look of your face is priceless. It takes time and experience but I can shift my face back to the original at will,”

“Where is your daughter? Silly old man, I am your daughter! Remember her overseas trip? Yeah, I met her there and possessed her, just like that. All those shopping trips and family outings and dinner? Yep, you guessed it. It’s me. You couldn’t have guessed a man is inside lil’ Hui Wen and has perfectly imitated her so fucking well,”

“So do we have an agreement? That’s my good man. Why am I dressed like that? I will come to that right now. You see, daddy, I need additional insurance to your co-operation and I am fucking horny right now. You see this video camera here? Yes, I think I know what you’re thinking. I wonder how would the Chinese public react if they see one of their top CEO is actually fucking his own daughter?”

“Don’t deny it. I know of your fetish. If not for it, I would have hopped your mistress instead for this. Aha, my daddy is rather naughty isn’t he? Come on now, let’s know each other more.”

One Night Stand

Transcript:

The couch’s leather creaked as the couples on it embroiled themselves in lust and love. The woman beneath moaned but she spoke no words as her tone conveyed her message well and clear: ‘fuck me harder’. The men under her reciprocate in kind to her desire by thrusting his cock harder into her glistening snatch.

The moans became hotter and lustful as the intensity of their intercourse reached to a feverish pitch. The men beneath squeezed his girlfriend’s soft bottom tighter as he felt himself nearing to the climax. The woman sensing the stiffness of his partner’s cock, rode harder and relished the hotness of his shaft sliding in and out like a piston, lubricated by her love juice. Squeezing her vagina muscles to get more of what she desired, she whispered huskily into her ears of her loved one to let it all out into her. The man heard it and complied to her wanton desires, ejaculating his hot semen into her hungry snatch with a grunt. Receiving it, the woman cooed sensually and nibbled his ears with a blissful smile before setting her head on his chest as she let the man catch his breath.

“Oh Ida,” the man wheezed, “that was probably the greatest one we had, why-”

“Kevin, shh,” Ida hushed him with his finger, “No question,”

Kevin shut his mouth. He didn’t knew what had gone into his ex-fiancee who left him penniless after their divorce. One doesn't see that happening often outside of drama serials but here he was, rekindling old fire with his former love. ‘Maybe it was pity sex,’ he thought dejectedly, his mind going through the scene of his doctor telling him that his cancer was terminal. But other than his best friend, how would she had known? ‘I will need to confront that bastard, this is getting awkward,’ he mentally regretted it as he recovered from the post-coitus mood.

Ida felt her vagina still aching. Obviously still not satisfied with current session, Ida inwardly cursed herself, she wanted to be a good partner for his ex-fiance and being slutty right now would be spoiling the mood. However, she would not be a bodyhopper if she had not mastered the arts of sex and arousing a male for another go was one of the earliest tricks she had to learn.

Ida or rather Doran, Kevin’s accursed best friend, was a bodyhopper for more than a decade already, in between his hopping, he still . When he had learnt of Kevin’s situation, he went to Ida to deliver the news, hoping that Ida would at least accompany or visit a dying man but when Doran heard her cold rejection, he moved onto his backup plan.

Now in her body, his innate nature of being a bodyhopper, his unusually high libido, is becoming a liability to the romantic mood he had set up for Ida and Kevin. Slowly moving down to his waist, he, in Ida’s body, took Kevin’s cock and licked his shaft slowly, savouring the taste of Ida’s love juice mixed with Kevin’s semen while teasing Ida’s clit. The moans and feeling of getting licked snapped Kevin out of his thoughts as he felt his libido rising again. The night had just began and Doran would make this his greatest night of his best friend’s remaining days.

Bodyhoppers Strike Redux

Some bodyhopping shorts. I hope you enjoy.

Excess

Transcript:

“Alright Fergusson, get out of her,” Tucker grumbled.

“Pardon?” the lady in question was bemused.

Sighing, Tucker took out a camera and proceeded to snap a photo of her. The lady simply pouted in response as Tucker showed the photo of the lady, except her face had been replaced with a rather young teenager.

“Aw, can’t you play along for once,” the women complained, her voice suddenly deepened to that of a male.

“I will but Alicia’s my girlfriend. That’s a line we shouldn’t have crossed,”

“Despite the fact that you have committed adultery when I hopped your neighbour’s wife and let you fuck her six way to Sunday?” Alicia grinned, “Besides, I would let you do things Alicia wouldn’t want you to do to her,” she continues, her voice turning back into that of a young women’s while looking at her boyfriend seductively.

Tucker shifted his pants slightly to adjust the erection he had, this is partly due to the recent memories of his sexual encounter with his neighbour’s wife and also “Alicia” promising the same wild experience; something the normal “Alicia” would never give at all.

“Besides, how do you know I mounted your girlfriend? I must admit though, her body feels great and fits me in all the right places, if ya’ get what I mean,” she winked, feeling herself up and enjoying the sensual nature of it.

“Well, you know. You always overdress your mount,”

“Can’t be helped. There’s so much I want to wear! So how about the sex I promise you?”

  

65 Days Since I'm a Bodyhopper

Transcript:

 

It’s been 65 days since I become a bodyhopper and recently, I met Todd, another bodyhopper. When you met another bodyhopper like yourself, what do you do? I don’t know about you but Todd loves roleplay and his idea of fun was to set up scenario that you would only see in porn.

“Alright, so like, we got this mother and daughter, right?”

“Uh-huh,”

“And we fuck the boyfriend or something. The mother will like, I don’t know, teach the daughter how to have sex, ya’?”

Weird. Then again, who was I to judge? So I followed his plan and we sneaked into this house whose occupants had been staked out by Todd for quite some time already. By coin toss, Todd got to be the daughter (He was like a kid on Christmas when he won that) and me, I got to be the lovely mother. Great. Fortunately, the daughter already had a boyfriend, all we need was to call him up and the gig was set.

“Stephie, try not to bite,” I instructed as I tried looking lovingly (I think all I got out was envy) at my ‘daughter’. My ‘daughter’ nodded, delicately but clumsily (Man, he was really into it) moving the meat shaft up and down her mouth. Seeing this sight and really getting into the spirit of it, I thought it was time to up the ante.

“Alright, Stephie. You can practice oral sex anytime you could but now, this old hag really needs some dicking. So what say you, young man? Do you think you can handle the both of us?” I asked as  licked my lips.

Costume Gun: A Close Shave

You know the period when you start a few caps in the evening and couldn't stop writing until your clock tells that normal human beings are soundly asleep and had probably started their REM sleep?

It's one of those lucky days. I must apologise about the lack of updates; despite being summer, creative drought is an all-time season in my mindscape. But nevertheless, here are some captions.

Transcript:

 “Where’s mommy and what have you done to her?”

“What do you mean, Jimmy?”

“Shut up! You’re not mommy, I saw it. I saw you putting her skin on!”

Jim’s mother stood there, dressed in corsets and stockings, her head cocking onto one side and frowning as if in confusion. Her face, however, cleared into a relief as she bent down and hugged Jimmy as he struggled in her hold.

“Oh Jimmy, were you dreaming again?” She cooed as she stroke his head resisting his struggle to break her hold.

“W-wha?” Jimmy stopped.

“Remember those scary nightmares you thought it was real?”

Jimmy slowly nodded.

“Oh you, do you remember the previous time it happen? You thought there was a monster clawing out of your bed and it took me a long time to calm you down?”

Jimmy sheepishly nodded.

“Now, if I were some stranger wearing mommy’s skin, do you think he would ever know that you wet your bed 2 weeks ago after another bad dream?”

Jimmy’s eyes widened as he blushed; he nodded furiously now.

“There, there, it’s okay. Mommy is here and there’s no bad people wearing your mommy, okay?” Jim’s mother whispered tenderly as she cooed her son to sleep.

After putting her son to bed, Jim’s mother, Diane heaved a sigh of relief, “What a troublesome brat,” Diane growled as she starts to feel up her own body. “I should be careful next time but whatever,” As Diane starts to fondle her own breast, she tried to trace where her original self had done wrong. It was a routine, picked the lock of the door silently, zapped the women with the costume gun, wore her, lived her life, ditched the skin, repeat. “Must have made a noise that the boy had heard; thank goodness for the costume gun, else I would have not remembered that Jimmy boy has night terro-,” Diane moaned, interrupting the stranger’s thought as Diane’s hands pinched her clit.

“Now Diane, until your husband gets home, I should start familiarising with your, I mean, my body,” the stranger grinned as he started to massaged his stolen snatch.

Another Series of Bodyhops

Oh gosh, it has been too long. Sorry about the delay, I've been a bit too busy. These Bodyhop caps had been uploaded at the PosessionObsession4 group, I hope you enjoy these.

A Series of Bodyhops

Not a series per se, but I posted five caps on PossessionObsession 4 yahoo group. So I figured that I should share them here as well.

Costume Gun: Short Detour

Costume Gun

Hello, I noticed a huge spike in my costume gun caption and I was wondering why when I remembered that I had a hard time looking for CG story and caps too. So here are my little contributions:

Costume Gun: Out Goes Timonthy

Costume Gun: Just Another Day

 

Costume Gun: Mistress Fun

Slutting her out

The Bodyjacker