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Chapter 15 by Superman182

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Chaos ensues

Chapter 16: An Hour of Chaos

An hour had passed since the second DMT trip. Jay Z’s phone (now in Jared’s old body back at the house) was blowing up with nonstop texts and calls from the real Jay Z, who was stuck in Jared’s body and panicking.

Jay Z: Dude what the fuck is happening? Jay Z: Did you find the guy? Jay Z: ANSWER ME

Meanwhile, at Jacob’s house, things had escalated fast.

Jared, now in Jacob’s taller, broader body, had Jacob (in Jay Z’s curvy body) bent over the couch. He was fucking him hard from behind, gripping the hips tightly as he thrust deep into the tight pussy.

“Fuck yes! Harder!” Jacob moaned in Jay Z’s voice, pushing back against every thrust. “Slap my ass! Pull my hair! I like it rough, bro. **** me a little!”

Jared was apprehensive but kept going, giving Jacob what he wanted. “This is fucking weird, man… but alright.” He slapped Jay Z’s ass hard, leaving a red mark, and grabbed a handful of the dark hair, pulling it back as he pounded harder.

Jacob was in ecstasy, moaning loudly. “Yes! Just like that! Fuck this pussy raw!” He reached back and spread his own ass cheeks wider. “You can go in my ass too if you want. I’m into everything right now.”

Jared hesitated again but continued thrusting. Jacob was deep in his fetishized world, begging for more **** play. “Step on me. Use your foot. I love that shit. And… if you’re down for the really nasty stuff, I’m into that too. Come on, man. Use me like a toy.”

Jared grimaced but let Jacob have his fun, keeping the pace rough. “You’re a freak, you know that? I’m not going full nasty with you, but I’ll **** you and slap you around a bit.”

Jacob came hard, shaking in Jay Z’s body, moaning like a slut. He immediately dropped to his knees afterward, still begging for more while the phone continued vibrating across the room with messages from the real Jay Z.

Jared pulled out, breathing hard, looking at the mess they’d made. “We gotta answer that eventually. But damn… this body swap shit is getting out of control.”

Jacob, still naked and glowing in Jay Z’s body, grinned up at him. “One more round before we try to fix it? I’m not done yet.”

The night was far from over.

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