A homeless

(Republished with kind permission of Lara Croft on writing.com)

Once out of Tim's house, a grinning Tracey walked towards a nearby park where a number of homeless guys were staying. Stumbling a little in the high heeled sandals she was wearing, she certainly lacked the grace a girl like her normally had. But of course there was a good reason for this. Another of the homeless men, a bearded 46-year old called Joseph had possessed her sexy body.

"You guys look pathetic, you can at least try to clean yourselves up a bit. Or... get a new body like me." Joe chastised his friends as he looked at them and ran his manicured hands down over his large breasts and down over his narrow waist and wide hips.

"Easy for you to say, dipshit!" Leroy, one of his friends, a black man chuckled. "Nice titties though." He complimented Joe.

"They feel better than they look." Joe nodded, brushing his long hair from his cute face. With that he grabbed his stolen breasts again and gave them a squeeze in front of his friends, causing them all to pop a boner in their scruffy pants.

"So, what you done with her?" Another friend, Frank, asked Joe.

"Not much yet, other than tease her boyfriend and play with these." Joe said. "And this." He winked, patting his pussy through Tracey's denim shorts.

Why not give us a feel too?" Frank asked, a letcherous look on his grubby, stubbly, 30-something face.

Joe thought about it for a moment.