No!

It's like you're a passenger in your own body... a body that's strange and alien in so many ways, like how your hips move on their own in a blind, animal need to feel more of the pleasure that's coursing through you, making your hands tighten and your mouth drop open with a silent groan.

But the familiar smell of your sister's body ignites too many memories to ignore you summon all your willpower and shock and horror at what's happening and jerk your hips away from your sister just as she thankfully goes absolutely rigid, giving you a chance to catch your breath before you resettle yourself on her. Your pulsing cock presses between her firm cheeks, sending another jolt of pleasure through you, but this is more manageable, less likely to drag fingers of sharp ecstasy through your brain and hook you into rutting your sister against the floor like an animal.

Okay... Oookay... that was close...

The words from the phone come back to you: your new body will become your permanent body if you get anyone pregnant, and you have no idea if your sister is on any kind of birth control but that whole thing is a completely separate issue from the idea that you almost just fucked her.

Arguably, you did. Just the tip sure, but its more than you've ever let a guy do to you. Hot and cold chills run through you at the thought that you almost just... lost your virginity... to your sister.

And a distant part of you says that if you're going to lose it to anyone, it's going to be Pam...

The memory hits you like a freight train, hot sparks running through your chest and groin. Pam's body in a swim suit, lying beneath you as you straddled her to spread sunscreen on her back at the pool... except in your new body, you'd have to straddle her higher or lower than this to avoid doing this exact thing to her...

You shake your head, tryin to banish the mental image, keeping your hips from shifting again from sheer **** of will. Focus.

Amanda's body keeps trembling beneath yours like an animal herself, this one frozen in place in the hopes the predator passes by without seeing her. Your arm is growing a little tired from holding your hand over her mouth, and you clear your throat as you try to think of what to say or do next...