The caretaker soul looking after Helen's body

Helen was surprised to see her own body walk in with an impassive look on her face.

"We've got a circuits class booked in here in a few minutes so I'm afraid you'll need to leave shortly," the caretaker soul controlling her body said matter of factly.

Sally and Rachael looked at each other briefly, both red in the face, before shuffling out of the gym together. Helen was still in a state of paralysis, shocked that not only had she been disturbed from her sexual misadventures but that the interruption was by herself. She stared blankly into the eyes of her own body.

"If I'd waited a minute or two longer you would have been caught in the act," the caretaker soul said after making sure the others were out of earshot.

"What?" was all Helen could say in response.

"Come on," the caretaker soul said as she grabbed Helen by the arm and encouraged her to follow, "let's go somewhere we can't be overheard. I really should be kicking you out of here."

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The caretaker soul had taken Helen into a small storage room filled with yoga mats and other exercise equipment. Helen had just followed blindly, a little perplexed that the supposed drone was being so forthright with her.

"I suppose you're wondering why I've taken you here," the caretaker soul said.

"Well, yes," Helen replied.

"I've had a look at your gym record, Hugh. This isn't the first time you've been caught using our gym for your own personal training sessions. You know you need to be one of our registered trainers to do that."

Suddenly it clicked with Helen what was happening. Her body was behaving just as she would had she spotted what Hugh and the two women had been doing in the gym. Helen couldn't believe she'd forgotten about the security cameras. The caretaker soul in her body must have seen what she was doing with Sally and Rachael, and was now reprimanding her as Helen knew she would had she spotted it herself. Helen had to admit her face did look very cute when it was angry.

"Well?" said the substitute 'Helen' with her arms crossed. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"I know what it looked like," Helen started, settling into the role of Hugh, "but those women weren't paying me for a personal training session. I was just helping them with a few exercises."

"Is that so? And I suppose all that groping was part of the free help too?"

Helen had to stiffle a laugh as she saw how seriously the caretaker soul was taking this. She also wondered exactly how much her substitute-self saw of what happened in the gym. Regardless, Helen decided it was time to have a little fun with herself. Just as she had done with Sally and Rachael, Helen sent the thought into the drone's mind that it was incredibly horny and would accept all of 'Hugh's' advances.

"Sounds like you're a bit jealous," Helen said, stroking the substitute 'Helen's' face. "I can give you a little one-on-one now if you'd like?"

"Excuse me?" the substitute 'Helen' exclaimed, noticeably not backing away or refusing 'Hugh's' contact.

"Don't be coy," Helen said pulling 'Helen' closer to her by the hips. "You didn't just take me into this secluded room to give me a telling off, did you? You want to fuck me."

"Hugh! I...," 'Helen' trailed off as the real Helen pulled out her cock and stroked it proudly. Helen could see the lust in her counterparts eyes. She wanted to touch her dick but apparently needed a little encouragement.

"Don't be shy Helen. Why don't you touch it?"

That was all the encouragement 'Helen' needed as she tentatively reached out and grabbed 'Hugh's' shaft in her hands. Any reservations melted away as she began to eagerly pump the cock with a grin on her face. The real Helen was in heaven. Finally she was going to experience sex from a male perspective and bizarrely (and quite erotically) it was going to be with herself.

Feeling her cock had been pumped enough, Helen pulled her substitute-self towards her and kissed her. Helen breathed herself in, loving how she now dwarfed her own body. Moving a hand from around the caretaker soul's waist, Helen stroked and squeezed her pert breasts. Helen could feel that her substitute was enjoying that and so squeezed a little harder causing her nipples to stiffen. The pairs tongues darted into each others mouths as they both lost themselves in the moment.

Helen whisked her stand-ins top over her head and unclipped her bra to reveal her modest bosoms. She had never really liked her smaller breasts, wearing padded bras to increase their appearance, but from her new point of view they looked incredibly cute and tempting. Craning her head down, Helen began to lick and suck her substitute's small, pink nipples. As she continued this, she felt the caretaker soul shimmy to slide her trousers and knickers off. Helen moved from kissing 'Helen's' breasts to her stomach and began to undress too. It was time for her to fuck herself.

Sweeping her own body up in Hugh's powerful arms, Helen positioned her substitute-self on a layer of mats so she could more easily ravish herself. Helen pushed the temporary soul's legs apart and began to work her tongue on her stand-in's moist pussy. She readily found her clit, working it in just the manner she knew would quickly get her going. Hearing the steady moans of her own voice let Helen know she was playing herself like a fiddle. After a few minutes of licking and sucking, Helen could feel the substitute convulsing from her orgasm.

"Oh fuck, you're a god!" the stand-in 'Helen' screamed.

Wanting her turn, Helen moved her cock to the now gushing folds of the pussy that had been hers only an hour earlier. As her dick entered, Helen felt the warm walls of her substitute's vagina quiver and tense. It was a feeling like no other and one that Helen thought she would never experience. Using her hosts' memories to guide her, she began to steadily pump her cock in and out, delighting at the alien sensation.

The sight of her own body rocking and riding her new appendage was quickly sending Helen over the edge. She slowed the pace down a little, not wanting to blow her load so quickly. She wanted to savour her first time having sex with a male body.

In an attempt to last longer, Helen distracted herself with thoughts of Adam and what he would think if he knew what she was doing. Would he be turned on that his girlfriend was using the body of another man to fuck herself? Or would he feel betrayed? Again Helen's mind turned to thoughts of whether she was being unfaithful to Adam. She began to feel a pang of guilt but decided to dismiss it for now. That was a problem for later.

Focusing back on shagging herself, Helen sped up the pace and began to pound her substitute-self with abandon. She could feel her cock begin to twinge and within an instant she was coming. Helen bit down on her lip as spurt after spurt of semen shot from her dick. Compared to the male orgasm she had experienced whilst piloting Adam's body, this was on another level. As she pulled herself out of her stand-in, Helen knew that she would have to fuck as a guy again. Sooner rather than later.