Dinner

“I think we should make plans together this weekend over dinner tonight,” the new Jeremy said as he looked at his watch. It was nearly five on Thursday.

“Sir?” Jennifer asked.

“Yes, we both need to learn our new roles better, don’t we?” Jeremy smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mix of amusement and lust.

Jeremy, now trapped in Jennifer’s body, wiped the cum off her lips as she felt a shiver run down her spine. As she took in the sight of her former body now fully in control of her life, there was an undeniable thrill to it. The way Jeremy’s new form moved with such confidence, the way his hands casually rested on her hips – it was as if he had been born to be a dominant ****. Reborn.

“Where?” She asked nervously.

“My place, of course.” He leaned down and whispered into her ear. “Dress nicely. I expect you to look your best for me tonight. But no underwear…”

Her body flushed red, and she nodded obediently. The rest of the day dragged on with a mix of dread and anticipation. In the back of her mind, the realization grew stronger that she was enjoying the loss of control. It was like a weight had been lifted from her, and she could just be... used.