Look around the locker room

As I continue to explore the room, I notice a row of benches along one wall, where girls are sitting, tying their shoelaces or putting on makeup. Some are engrossed in their phones, while others are chatting with their friends. In the corner of the room, I see a row of showers with frosted glass doors. The sound of water cascading down can be heard from here. A few girls are already showering, and I can see steam rising up from the area. Suddenly, my eyes are drawn to a group of girls standing in the middle of the room. They are all wearing nothing. Looking at their butt. I can’t help but admire the other women who are also naked in the locker room. I can see their curves and toned bodies from here. My gaze lingers on their beautiful, sexy figures, and I can’t help but admire their beauty. I take a few steps closer and I can see the girls more clearly. I started to feel the body I was in start to get wet and horny as I was tempted to use the advantage of my current body to grab those butts. They are all laughing and talking, and their skin is glistening with water droplets. I can see their curves in all the right places, and I can’t take my eyes off them. I feel a wave of desire wash over me, and I can’t help but feel aroused. Multiple beautiful women all naked and wet, I feel like I am in heaven. I feel my new pussy get even more wet even more wet. As I looked into the mirror I saw a hot and horny looking girl ready to fuck, I saw an open stall where I could do the deed and transfer myself body to body, in this endless amount of bodies. But maybe for another day. I can’t mess around right now, I have a mission. I resist temptation to jerk off right then and to hop those bodies and test drive them all but I remembered that I already have a mission to complete and I have to fulfill it. I begin to dress up quickly before I get tempted again. As I fasten the last button on my shirt, I catch a glimpse of a small ID card lying on the dresser. Picking it up, I study the photo on the card and read the name: Jackie.

“Yes, my name is Jackie, at least for the meantime” I Whisper to myself as I look in the mirror. I check the bag again and saw a high school ID as well. I realize she is also a local 18 year old high school cheerleader, nice! I take a deep breath and try to calm my nerves. For whatever reason I’m feeling nervous, it’s got to be my hosts body doing this. I walk out the door, I remind myself to stay in character. Time to surprise Kyle.