Follow the woman

As you come to terms with your new powers, one thought began to stir in your mind. If you would change your tangibility at will, what would happen if you switch right as you are phasing through some entity, be it some object or a living being? You could predict all you want, but seeing is believing, after all. And what better test subject than the poor businesswoman you were messing with just earlier. Nothing personal against her, but since she was already your guinea pig when you were testing your newfound powers, you figured that you should stick with her.

You quickly caught up to the woman, who was just turning the corner into a small alleyway. Rounding the corner yourself, you had to quickly stop yourself in your tracks as you barely avoid "colliding" with the woman. Of course, that is not technically the correct term right now, but you had to pause when you saw the woman speaking to another businesswoman, most likely a colleague. "Perfect," you thought, since the woman was no longer moving, giving you the chance you need. As a test, you placed a hand on the woman's shoulders, easily phasing through the surface. Then, you willed yourself to be tangible, which led to a very interesting consequence. Your body turned physical just like before, but your hand, which was originally within the woman's body, did not materialize. In fact, your wrist looked like it melted into the woman's shoulder! In terms of sensation, it felt warm, as if you just dipped your hand in a warm bath. As for the woman, she obviously wasn't conscious of your presence, but she immediately reached over to the shoulder, as if to rid herself of the intrusion. Her colleague asked if she was alright, to which she answered that she was ok and that she just felt a slight chill and ache on her shoulder. "Ugh... these breasts are quite a handful, straining my back and shoulders," she joked. Her colleague gave a soft chuckle, one that seemed **** just to appease the woman. Judging by looks, the colleague wasn't amused that the woman was flaunting her breast size. After all, the colleague had quite the unimpressive chest.

"Interesting..." you commented, as you turned intangible once more in order to extract your hand. The woman was actually tickling your hand when she was trying rid herself of that itch. Now, your attention is on putting more of your own entity into someone else's body, potentially even the whole entity.

"Well, I'm already nonexistent. What is the worst that can happen to me now?" you thought. You slowly lined yourself up with the woman, placing your body parts into hers, making sure that no part sticks out. Unfortunately, the woman had other plans, and she moved into an adjacent shop, leaving you out to dry in the cold air.

"Damn it," you cursed, realizing that you might have missed a prime chance. You were about to chase the woman into the shop until you saw her colleague still standing outside, apparently texting on her phone. Upon closer look, you noticed that she was quite beautiful indeed. Perhaps it was because of her smooth skin or curvy frame. Despite her bleached white hair tied up into a bun, you suspect that she was actually younger than the other woman. Maybe the biggest flaws for her compared to her co-worker were that she was shorter and had a smaller bust.

"Well, beggars can't be choosers. Plus, I could do much worse than her." Without hesitation, you quickly aligned yourself with this younger woman's body. As you lined yourself up, you realized that you had to crouch a bit to fit her shorter frame. "Maybe my butt would stick out? That will probably give her bigger curves, haha..." you chuckled. You maneuvered your arms to her position, as if you were the one holding her phone, which you could see that she was sending a email for her marketing work. Finally, you placed your head where her head was in space, which felt weird, as some features that didn't align just felt out of place, as if you weren't "yourself" anymore. "Of course, I'm not myself! I haven't been myself ever since I heard that voice!" you thought. At least you could relish the fact that you could see the woman's cleavage from this viewpoint. Given her low-cut blouse and the pink bra underneath, the view actually looked decent.

Luckily, the young woman was too busy with her email to realize what was about to befall her. When you felt that you had aligned yourself as best as you can, you gave the command to become tangible. What happened next was a bizarre sequence, as you felt like you were first frozen in place. But instead of being cold, you felt warm, like being in a sauna. Somehow, you perceived things snapping into place all throughout your body, as if you were a child's building block melding into the rest of structure. Then, you immediately sensed a quick blast of coldness. That quickly abated, and you were finally left with a soft breeze blowing across your skin, accompanied by the sound of the hustle and bustle of the city.

Opening your eyes, you found yourself staring at the same smartphone that you were looking at before the weird experience. However, first looks are deceiving, as you no longer felt weightless. In fact, the familiar sensation of footwear firmly planted on the ground returned, despite the shoes feeling less balanced than what you were accustomed to. You wanted to move a hand down to investigate, but you quickly realized that you were about to drop the phone the woman was holding.

"Wait, why am I holding the phone? Shouldn't she be the one..." you began, until you noticed that the hand you just moved wasn't your own. Your hand should not be as sleek and pale as you were now. In fact, you shouldn't be wearing clothes, but your arm was now covered in a salmon-colored sleeve, coincidentally the same one the young woman wore...

You quickly looked down at yourself. While the viewpoint wasn't that surprising, since you adopted the first-person view when you were intangible, the tactile sensation was just...too real. You moved your hand to touch the chest, feeling a sudden wave of pleasure coursing through your back. You gave a sudden jolt in response. Interestingly, the woman's body also moved in response, bending over slightly as you recovered. You weren't moving like your phantom state anymore; you were actually piloting a human body once more, one that wasn't your own, as a matter of fact. As if you needed more confirmation, a sudden blast of cold air quickly sent you shivering, causing your legs to shrivel. Unfortunately, you saw that your legs had nothing much in terms of insulation, as they were just encased in a pair of dark stockings now, just like what the woman wore. You took a small step to readjust yourself, realizing that the leg was moving to your command. No doubt about it, you were now in control of the woman's body you just saw earlier.