The plan

Chapter 17: One More Round and a Plan

Jacob, still naked in Jay Z’s body, looked up with hungry eyes. “One more round. Please. I’m not done with this pussy yet.”

Jared, in Jacob’s body, sighed but grinned. “Alright, you freak. One more. But then we swap back.”

They went at it again — rougher this time. Jacob begged for everything, moaning loudly as Jared choked him lightly, slapped his ass red, and fucked him hard in both holes. Jacob was in pure bliss, lost in his fetish world, while Jared powered through, giving him what he wanted.

Finally, they collapsed, breathing hard. Jared stood up. “Okay, that’s enough. We need to swap back. I gotta get home and deal with this mess.”

They packed another heavy dose of the stronger DMT and broke through again. When it cleared, Jared was back in Jay Z’s sore, bruised body. His ass and pussy ached, tits felt tender, and there were red handprints and marks all over the skin.

“Fuck, man,” Jared groaned, standing up slowly and rubbing his sore ass. “This body is wrecked. You really went to town on it. I’m bruised all over.” He laughed it off, squeezing one of his tender breasts. “Worth it though. Goddamn that was wild.”

Jacob, now back in his own body, was still grinning like an idiot. “Best night ever. You can borrow her anytime.”

Jared adjusted the peach dress and looked at his buddy seriously. “Here’s the plan. We’re gonna use some of this other DMT that probably won’t work right. That way I get to stay in this body a little longer. Then I’m driving back to Jay Z’s place in Idaho with that Mia lesbian. But first, we stop by your house. We’ll tie you up, **** Mia to smoke the DMT with you, and ditch the bitch in your body. Sound good?”

Jacob laughed. “You’re evil. I’m in. Let’s do it.”

Jared smirked, already feeling the thrill of staying in Jay Z’s body for the road trip ahead. The chaos was only beginning.