Some new bodies

A note on Grey's Mind Reader Power. I'm going to use asterisk to designate thoughts he'd overheard. These thoughts might get mixed into speech but of course only Grey hears them. It's only sexual fantasies he overhears, but I'm going to play it pretty loose. - - - - - -

Regan blinked. What had she been doing? She looked around, getting her bearings. Right, she was in her room. She'd just come back after spending the night with Willis. She saw Ashley sitting on her bed looking up at her, "Umm..." Regan felt strange, like there was a heavy fog in her mind.

"Are you ok? I know it's hot in here but you seem a little off." Ashley said.

She was right. It was hot in here. Regan felt really flushed. She hesitated for a second, then shrugged. She peeled off her shirt and tossed it aside. They were both girls after all, "Yeah, it is hot in here."

"Yeah. It is hot in here." Ashley repeated.

Regan figured she might as well keep going. She needed relief from this year. She pushed her skirt down and stepped out of it.

"You look more comfortable now, maybe I should take my clothes off too." Ashley said casually.

"I'm cool with that." Regan said, her heart beating fast. Ashley was kind of a ditz, but she was a hot ditz. If she was going to strip, Regan was 100% ok with that.

Ashley peeled off her own shirt and tossed it onto her bed. Regan found her eyes glued to Ashley's chest.

"Are you looking at my tits?" Ashley said coyly.

"No-ow!" Regan said as her head whipped up. The pain had come from her nipple and she looked down to see her fingers there. She'd pinched herself. She quickly dropped her hand.

"Whew, it really is hot in here." Ashley said once again.

Ashley was right. Regan couldn't take it. She pulled down her panties and stood there naked. She immediately felt relief. It was strange that a pair of panties could make her so hot, but the evidence was right there. She'd felt so much better after stripping them off, it had to be the reason.

Regan scratched her head, "Well I am a little hungry, but it's so hot I don't think I can get dressed again to go get something."

Ashley leaned forward, "Regan...are we friends?"

"Huh? Ya, I guess so." Regan answer. She saw Ashley staring straight Regan's nipples, a little weird, Ashley wasn't usually like that.

Ashley seemed to sigh in relief, but Regan didn't know from what, "Good. I think so too. And because we're such good friends, I can help you with your problem."

"What problem?" Regan asked.

"You're hungry aren't you?" Ashley leaned back and spread her legs. Regan's eyes darted to her panty covered crotch, "You can eat me."

"Oh, I can?" Regan had certainly fantasized about having sex with Ashley, but she'd never imagined actually doing it.

"Eat me," Ashley said again. Regan felt something stir within her. A desire building, her mouth watering. "Eat me." Ashley said a third time.

She couldn't resist any more. She practically ran across the room, grabbed Ashley's panties, and pulled them off. She knelt down beside the bed and licked Ashley's pussy like her life depended on it. Each time Ashley orgasmed the need faded, but then Ashley repeated those words, 'Eat me', and the need flared back to life. They stayed like that for a very long time.

Grey knew there was someone outside even before they knocked. He was very new to his mind reading power, but he'd never 'heard' someone fantasize so 'loudly' before.

*Oh my God, I just want to rip off these pants and fuck myself right here!*

Grey had nearly reached the door, hoping to investigate the pervert outside his home, when there was a loud knock at the door.

*I wonder if he'd fuck me like this. That would be so hot! Our hot sweaty bodies-*

Grey opened the door before he heard where that was going. On the otherwise there was a somewhat startled young woman he didn't recognize.

*So hot*

Grey blushed slightly, "Um, can I help you?" The woman seemed...excited? Anxious? Obviously she was horny, how he wished he didn't know that. Must be one of Lars's conquests. "Lars isn't home right now."

The woman shook her head, and Grey couldn't help but find his eyes drawn to the prodigious cleavage she was displaying as it swayed with her movements. She was wearing a zip up top but for some reason had left it halfway done.He gulped and quickly looked up.

"It's...it's me! I need your help! *I'm so horny please fuck me!* " She said.

Grey stared at her blankly, doing everything he could to keep the shock from his face "I'm sorry I don't-"

"Diya. I'm Diya! This, this just happened. I was in my bedroom and then suddenly I was...her. Me. I'm a woman Grey. *A fucking hot one. My boobs are huge!* I don't know what you did but thank you so much!"

Grey took a deep breath, "Right...um...you might not thank me later. It's complicated but...well...I made a wish. That your body would be 100% female. And it looks like it worked, but...this genie...it twists wishes. Makes them...more sexual I think. There are probably side effects." Like making her horny, Grey wondered, that might not be the worst thing.

"Genie?" Diya shook her head, "Well...you had some magic pill that made me an obedient woman for a few hours, *I'd obey him for life now, I'll be his busty sex pet anytime* I believe you. And I don't care about the side effects. In fact, I think I already know, at least one thing. Just tell me...this is permanent, isn't it?"

"I think so. The genie...I don't know for sure. I'm sorry. And you already know a side effect?" Grey almost hesitated to ask.

Diya rolled her eyes, then pointed at her cleavage, "Did you think I just wanted to air them out? *I did flash that jogger just for the reaction though* Go ahead, try the zipper."

Grey shrugged, then reached out and tested it. He could easily pull it down, but it would not budge upwards, in a rather unnatural fashion. Normally if a zipper was stuck and he yanked it up the whole sweater would rise, but that would have cover Diya's boobs and so that didn't happen.

"I tested it a little before I snuck out. I can't cover them. Not completely. But like I said that's totally fine. I don't mind at all."

"Wait, snuck out? Oh...you said you needed help."

"Ah, ya. I do...you see I still live with my parents. My extremely conservative parents who don't believe trans people exist, let alone exist under their roof. Even if I could convince them I was their son...well...I just don't think it would go well. After I changed I realized it would be bad to be caught in my bedroom. My parents would freak, thinking I'd snuck a girl it. I don't know what they'd do...call the cops? Once I was out I didn't know where to go, so I came here."

Grey bit his lip. He hadn't thought that aspect through, he'd just been trying to help someone out. Now she had the same problem he did.

"Hey, don't feel bad. I told you, I'm extremely grateful." Diya said, noticing the look on his face.

"Ok. Well...I want to help you. You can crash here, that's not a problem. But...well, I was on my way out. A friend...or not really friends I guess, it's complicated. Someone needs help. With...this. Magic."

"I'll come with you." Diya said, "Please? Don't leave me alone."

Grey couldn't really turn her down. The sexual thoughts had slowed down, she was serious now. He nodded, "Uh...ok. I'll explain on the way. There's this app, called Nefarious..."

Cynthia sat in her office. She had some time between classes and she thought she should, like a good scientist, experiment.

"G-good girl-oh!" She gasped.

She'd been right. She could trigger it herself, "Good girl-good girl-good-girl." She said, taking a sharp intake of breath after each set. She felt herself getting flushed, getting wet. Her pulse quickened and she was filled with rather naughty thoughts.

One of those thoughts leaked out, "Nefarious."

She removed her jacket.

"Nefarious." She took off her shirt.

She gulped, "Good girl, Nefarious, Good Girl..."

Her bra came off and she cupped her newly enhanced breast. What was she even doing? She was a professor! An esteemed academic. She didn't strip in her office. She didn't get...aroused. She could have experimented at home but she'd chosen to do it here becaues...because...because the idea that she might get caught...

She dropped her hands away from her chest. She took a deep breath, trying to slow her heart down. This was dangerous. Really dangerous.

She forced herself to stop. Let her heart settle. Then she grabbed her bra and...

"Oh right..." She couldn't put it back on. Of course she'd known that before she started. She got up and walked over to her bag. She'd brought a cozy sweater and threw it on. It wasn't the most professional, but it fit her new chest and hid her rather pointy nipples. She sighed, "I wonder if Lars helped Mia..."

Mia stared at the two young women, then she shook her head, "No. You can't help me. Cynthia was supposed to send a man."

"I am a man," Grey said, "You know about the game. How can I help?"

Mia rolled her eyes, "The description said only a man can remove it. If another woman touches it she gets...afflicted with it."

Grey cringed, then shook his head, "I get it. I know exactly what'll happen...in too much detail thank you very much. It's fine. I am a man so it's ok. And even if the game doesn't see that, I'll go home and get Lars to help. Either way, I'll help you."

"Really? You'd do that? You don't even know me." Mia said. She was confused. She didn't know much about Grey, but Cynthia had said he was a softie. She'd just assumed that Cynthia was being overly judgmental. But he really was..."Ok. Give me a minute. When I come back there will be a dildo in my mouth. Take it." She wasn't going to drop her pants for them. She shut the door and pulled the dildo out of her pussy. She gasped as her asshole was suddenly very full. As quickly as she could she pulled it out again, this time it appeared in her mouth as she wanted.

She opened the door again. The two women looked a little surprised, but only a little. Grey reached out and-relief. The dildo had disappeared. Mia smiled, "I'm free. Thank you."

Grey looked a little stunned, then let out a long slow breath, "Ok. Well...there's a first time for everything..."

"Ah, the ass? Yeah. It sucks." Mia commiserated, "Do you want to use the bathroom to get it somewhere else?"

The other woman, she hadn't introduced herself, touched Grey's arm, "No. I think I get it. Let me take it. I'm...well...anyway. You helped me. Let me help you."

Grey shook his head, "It's fine. Let's go home and find Lars. Have a good day Mia."

Mia blinked. He really didn't want anything in return. Just a good deed? She clicked her tongue. Kids these days.

"Wait," Mia rushed into the kitchen and found her wallet, then hurried back. She took out all the cash she had, "Here. Take it."

Grey held up a hand, "No I couldn't, I did do it for money."

"I know you didn't. But I'm not going to owe some kid a big favour. Take the money. Buy some pizza or throw a kegger. Whatever. Buy that girl a bra. Just take it."

Grey hesitated a moment later, then accepted it, "Thanks."

Mia sighed, "Yeah. Thanks to you too." The two kids left and Mia closed the door. She was exhausted, but not too exhausted to get a little 'revenge' on Cynthia.

Cynthia had been ignoring her all morning, but now it was time to end that. Mia wasn't some master hacker or anything, but she was a computer science professor. Spoofing a phone number was child's play.

She sat down and her computer and used some software to initiative a call to Cynthia, disguising the number as one belonging to the Dean.

Cynthia answered on the second ring, "Hello, Dr. York speaking."

"Nefarious, Nefarious, Nefarious, Ne-" The line went dead. Mia laughed. Cynthia must have heard it at least twice, maybe 3 times.

Mia's cell phone started to buzz. A flood of texts from Cynthia. Mia silenced her phone, "Let's see how you like being ignored."

Kai looked down at herself. Her chest was flat. She groped herself, feeling nothing at all. She looked up and was a bit disoriented to see her own body, doing much the same thing.

She rolled her eyes, "Done groping me yet?"

There was a small laugh, "Not at all. It's even better from this POV. I mean, I loved groping your boobs before. 10/10. I'll do it anytime. But this...if it feels so good to have your boobs touched why don't you let guys touch them more often?"

"Why would I want random men groping me?" Kai asked. She sighed loudly, "This isn't going to be a problem, is it?"

"No, I'll behave. I'll stick to the rules we established. Trust me I don't want any dicks to come anywhere near me. And I won't mess up your social life either."

Kai sighed again, "Ok. I'm trusting you Lars."

Lars winked, "If you trust me then how about lifting the no masturbating rule? You're going to cum in my body, aren't you?"

Kai squirmed. She was. She had to. But still, she felt really weird about letting Lars do that. Then again, if Lars was busy doing that he wouldn't be running around campus in her body, potentially running into Jonas or her team.

"F-fine. You're right. I'm going to do it in yours." Kai said, not entirely sure it was the right call, "But just...be respectful, will you?"

Lars nodded, "Of course. You have the body of a goddess, I'll worship it properly."

"Ew...ew ew ew..." Kai shook her head, "How about you just don't talk anymore? This was a bad idea."

"Hey, I'm not a bad guy," His smile faded and he suddenly sounded serious, for the first time in their conversation, "I promise I'll take good care of you, ok?"

Kai felt slightly reassured. Just slightly. But she nodded, "Ok, and I yours. I'll see you later then?"

"Yep. Good luck." Lars said.

Kai turned and left the dorm. It felt strange walking. She'd already been someone else, Ashley, but now she was a man. There was just something different about his walk, about his vantage point. As she passed people in the halls they gave her a totally different look. Lars wasn't unattractive, so the looks some girls gave her seemed normal, but there was a wariness too she hadn't been expecting. Some girls were afraid...no, not afraid. Just very cautious. It made Kai a little sad.

She shook off that feeling, she didn't have time to wallow. She had a mission to accomplish. Orgasm with a partner. Her time was already ticking down, she needed to find her partner asap.