A Friend in Me

"Hey man, thanks for showing up. I know it's late." James greeted George at the door while still wearing Dr. Yuri.

"Yeah, no kidding Jim. It's like 4 in the morning. What's going on, dude? Also, great body you're rocking. Is that the doctor you're always running off to see?" George remarked, sizing up Jessica's curvaceous form. "She's hot, man. You weren't kidding"

"Yes, this is Dr. Jessica Yuri in the flesh. Sorry again, I know it's late. And I'll explain the situation on our way to her office." James remarked as he let George into the building.

James filled George in on the details of the nights events on their way. He painted a vivid picture of the everything from the new **** Jessica had developed, to the heated confrontation between the two of them, and then finally how he thought George might be able to help. The two had just stepped into Jessica's office as he was done summarizing the nights events.

George could barely contain his amusement at the situation his friend had gotten himself into. However, George was fully aware of the predicament his pal was in. "So, you want me to mess with her memory? Make her forget about the **** and your little discussion with her?" George asked, as he took a seat at the desk.

"Well, that's the plan. Does it sound like something you can do?" James replied, sitting behind the desk in Jessica's usual spot.

"I mean, honestly, I don't know. Each mount is different and usually the smarter one's are harder to alter. And since Jessica here is a god damn genius, she's likely going to be tougher than usual. But I mean even then I can still fog her memory a bit" George explained calmly. "Hey, let me ask you something."

"Sure man, what's up?" James responded.

"Can you take her tits out? I'm dying to see those puppies." George grinned mischievously, his gaze fixed on Jessica's ample bosom.

James rolled his eyes, annoyed by George's playful attitude. "Can we focus, George?" he snapped.

"Dude, you can't tell me you haven't already rubbed one out in there. I mean shit, I can smell it all over this office." George retorted, grinning from ear to ear.

James sighed heavily. "Alright, fine man. But it ain't like you've never seen a pair of tits before." James sat up a bit and pulled the tank top he was wearing over Jessica's head. And with that, Jessica's tits were free. He hadn't bothered putting her bra back on earlier. Her naked breasts stood proudly at attention. If only Jessica knew that her breasts were on full display for the two men to feast upon. She would be dreadfully ashamed. Yet, alas, she remained stuck in the darkness of a bodyhopper induced coma, blissfully ignorant of the lecherous man staring at her.

"Damn, you weren't kidding, Jim. God gave that bitch some nice cans. Are they real?" George asked, his eyes glued to Jessica's exposed breasts.

"Yeah, they're real alright," James replied. "Here go ahead and feel. I know you want to. Just be careful with the left one. It's way more sensitive for some reason." James said as he leaned over the desk putting Jessica golden globes within Georgia's reach.

George didn't have to be told twice. He reached out and gently touched one of Jessica's breasts, his fingers grazing the soft skin. The sensation was exquisite. The softness of Jessica's tit was palpable, and George could feel the heat emanating from it through her nipple. His cock twitched in his pants, responding to the sight of the perfect orb in his hand. He carefully squeezed the flesh, feeling the weight of it, and marveling at the natural beauty of the female form.

"Alright dude, you've had your fun. Now, do you think you can help me out here with my little situation?" James asked, pulling away from George and sitting back down behind the desk.

"Yeah, man," George replied, breaking away from his rapture, "I can definitely give it a shot. I don't know exactly how much change I can do but I can definitely fog the waters in that pretty little head of hers."

"Awesome man, well then lets get started." James replied enthusiastically.

"Hold on there, Jimbo. We never discussed what I get out of all this." George interrupted, smirking. "I mean, I'm happy to help you out, Jimmy boy, but you know what they say about 'quid pro quo.'"

"Yeah, that's fair. What do you want?" James asked, his voice betraying a hint of impatience.

"Well, Jimmy boy, I've heard you raving about your little friend Jessica here." George drawled, his gaze lingering on the topless scientist in front of him. "You've mentioned how good she feels. Well I'd like to experiance some of that myself. Let me have a week in her."

James frowned at George's proposition. "No man, that's not on the table. The whole point is that she doesn't grow suspcious. You really think she won't wonder why she's missing an entire week?" James countered, raising an eyebrow.

"I guess you've got a point. Okay fine, what about that Sam chick you always talk about along with the doctor here? I'll settle for a week in her body especially if she looks anything like this." George said, motioning toward Jessica with a nod.

"Sam? Shit dude, I actually really like Sam. She's one of the reasons I'm trying to correct this shit." James retorted, crossing his arms over Jessica's bear chest.

"Well I mean it's either her or the doctor here dude. I mean is it a deal breaker if Sam loses a week?" George argued, leaning back in his chair.

"No, I guess not." James pondered, "I could still make things work if Sam got hopped for a week. But she'd be pissed for sure and assume it was me that hopped her. We could probably work through it, though. But I did promise Sam nothing bad would happen to her. She trusts me." James replied.

"Well then it's settled. I'll help you out here but I want a week in Sam's body. And look, I'll even let you babysit me during my joyride." George said, his grim widening.

"One week in Sam. No longer than that." James said, pointing acerbically at George.

"You have my word" George said, crossing his heart. "Oh also, I want to fuck the doctor while I'm here. I assume that means while your still in her." George added.

"Dude, seriously?" James exclaimed, his tone betraying a mix of disbelief and annoyance. "You can't just keep adding shit on."

"That's the last thing, promise" George assured.

James took a moment to think, weighing the pros and cons of George's request. He knew he could trust George to follow through on his promises, but allowing him to possess Sam's body felt like betrayal. On the other hand, he desperately needed help to salvage the situation.

"Fine," James reluctantly agreed. "But you better be gentle with Sam. Do anything to hurt her."

"Relax, Jimbo," George chuckled. "We've known each other long enough for you to know I wouldn't ever put anyone in serious danger and I'm a man of my word. I just want to have a little fun."

"Fair point." James sighed

"And the second part of the deal?" George asked, eyeing up the half naked doctor James currently occupied. "I mean, it's only fair, right? You can't expect me to come all the way here and offer my unique skillset without getting some immediate returns."

"Alright, fine. But don't go too hard on the left tit." James said as he pulled down the pants he was wearing. They already had stains from his earlier fun. I guess Jessica's in for another wild ride after all, James thought as he got up on the desk perching himself on the edge.