Body swapping

My eyes were looking at her whole body, imagining what it would be like to be a girl. As Ava hummed a sweet tune and swayed her ass, I thought about what I would do if I was in her body.

It was a bit of a niche fetish, but I regularly masturbated to fantasies of living in the bodies of one of my hot roommates. Ava, in particular, was one I beat the most to, probably because I saw the most of her. After gazing at her ass, I looked up to check where she was focusing, and was relieved to see that she was focusing on her egg.

I was still eating my cereal when she finished her cooking and plated the egg. As she came up to the counter seating beside me she jokingly said, "make some room, roomie!" And she lightly jabbed me in the ribs with her elbow. The buzz of energy I had been feeling all morning seemed to mobilize at this moment, using the brief contact to create a bridge between Ava and myself. I had been mid bite, but when I realized what was happening, a spoon had clattered to the countertop. Furthermore, I was looking at myself. From an angle I could never see in mirrors at that. I looked down, and I saw something unfamiliar: a pair of breasts. And not just any breasts, as with how much I eyed them, I would recognize this rack anywhere: Ava's.