The Smoothie Bar

Walking through the door of the smoothie bar you are greeted to a symphony of blenders and idle chatter. Having spent most evenings holed up in your room playing video games, it felt nice to enjoy some time out and about. Especially now that you were wrapped up tight in this gorgeously chiseled skin.

You approach an ordering kiosk, pondering what you’d want to try.

I’ve always preferred milkshakes to smoothies, but this body is really craving a smoothie… Where do I even start?

Not sure what to pick, you let Susanne’s feelings guide you as you punch in her usual order.

A low fat tropical medley with spinach and whey protein powder added…

Far from something the old you would order, but you might as well give it a try. Susanne had maintained this heavenly form for a long time, and you weren’t about to ruin it with junk. So why not let the instincts of this body’s previous owner guide your choices?

You confirm your order, swipe Susanne's credit card, and start to wait.

Choosing to sit on a bench by the door, you start checking out some of the people in the bar.

Man, there’s a lot of people here. I see a few people from school, and some people that look like they may be college students. Plenty of guys that Susanne would’ve thought were kinda hot. And definitely plenty of girls that I’d love to get with. I wonder which ones wouldn’t mind hooking up with a sporty girl like me…

The idea of embracing another cute girl with your new strong arms was very enticing, but there was something in the back of your mind nagging you. It almost felt like a faint voice begging you not to.

Is there someone that Susanne is seeing? I’ve never seen her act romantic around anyone at school. So why does it feel kind of wrong to want to hook up with who I want?

“Susanne!”

You’d delve into your new memories to unravel this mystery later. But now it seemed your drink was ready.

Rising from your seat, you proceed to the order pick-up station where you’re greeted by a short, bubbly girl with ruby-red hair tied back in a ponytail.

“I was worried you wouldn’t be coming in, Susanne! Did practice run long today?”

The girl gave you a puzzled look with a slight smirk. You glance down at the tag on her apron for her name…

Tori…

“Earth to Susanne? Hey!”

“Oh… yeah Tori… I did stay back to put in some extra work. Gotta be in top form for our next match!”

This girl may be the cutest one I’ve seen yet! And it seems she is already familiar with Susanne, which is perfect…

“I swear… You’re gonna burn yourself out if you keep staying late. How will you make it to the Women’s National team if you work yourself so hard you end up in the hospital?”

You reach out and take your drink as she continues her playful chiding.

“And I’d hate for you to get hurt before your next match, too! I plan on being at the next one, by the way. I want to see my favorite regular in action, so you better not end up on the bench in some sort of brace!”

Her continued remarks faded into the background as your eyes wandered over her body while behind the mask of Susanne.

Unnaturally red hair, clearly dyed as you could see the black roots starting to show… Cute, rounded facial features with a sharp jaw… Tits that strained against a taught apron and white company polo… Hips flaring out to form what you hoped was a luscious ass… Her meaty thighs wrapped in tight denim certainly lead you to believe she was packing a wagon…

I wonder if I could get a little closer to this girl now that I’m…

“SU…SAN…NE!”

The heavy emphasis placed on “your” name snapped you out of your trance.

“You’ve barely said a word this whole time. Have taken one too many footballs to the head today?"

“Oh, uh, sorry Tori. I guess I kinda did push myself a little over the edge today. But I did feel really good after it all.”

“Geez Susanne. Look. Get some rest, okay? You better not come in here tomorrow all spacy again.”

Tori then gives you a wave and walks off to attend to other customers. With her back to you, you’re able to steal a look at her rear.

Dear lord… I’d love to bury “my” face in those cheeks.

The annoying nagging feeling returns in the recesses of your mind.

Damn it. I didn’t think this skin would pester me every time I checked someone out.

You turn and head to the door, sipping on your smoothie. The creamy concoction of sweet and sour flavors cause you to shiver in delight.

No wonder she gets one of these every day! This beats any milkshake I’ve had! I will definitely be indulging in these more often.

Just as you're about to reach the door you catch a glimpse of Kaya and Lisa-Marie chatting at a table at the far side of the bar.

You feel your heart start to race.

It’s Susanne’s friends… no… MY friends!

This could be your opportunity to immerse yourself in Susanne’s social life...

But at the time you wanted to explore Susanne's closet, and her body more back at her house…

You only had a limited amount of time before you had to rest for the next school day, so you'd have to choose.