Meeting Your New Friends

You take off your bra, and rub your hands over your breasts. You gently squeeze your nipples, sending a pleasant chill down your spine. Your hands migrate down your body, caressing your waistline, and taking off your panties. For a moment, you forgot that you no longer have your "coin purse", but you decide feel around the inside of your "cookie jar". You forget everything, and become lost in your own self-gratification.

After about a half hour passes, you put your underwear back on, and start looking for some clothes for the evening. You figure, no matter what you do later on, you should dress as Jessica normally would to fit in better, You settle on a pink short dress, with black knee high boots.

Since you now have a license in this body, you decide to take your own car to the mall. When you arrive, you meet up with your new friends at the food court, and join their conversation on designer fashion. The conversation switches a lot, from fashion, to movies, to boys, to music. It's actually quite a normal day for you so far, except your simply channeling Jessica's interests and not really expressing your own yet.

One of your friends points out a few guys giving looks toward your table. The group takes a quick look, then turns away giggling. As quick as that was, you were able to recognize those faces as popular football players from your school. You know all guys are simply interested in getting in a girl's pants, since you were in a similar situation. It might be fun to play with them a bit, to keep their heads down to Earth.

One of your friends express that they want to start shopping, before they lose total track of time and all the stores close. Things are getting comfortable in this body, any you just may want to ride the wave as long as possible. It's not like her friends don't seem to enjoy your company. Plus, you might get a glimpse of them while they are changing.