Get ready for bed

You wave goodbye to Tyler and after trying all of Coach's keys you get inside. You go to the bedroom. It's so late. You feel so exhausted. You drunkenly begin to remove the coach's clothes with no real rhyme or reason. It's probably because you were a little drunk. You lie on the bed looking at your body. You grip your cock and it hardens instantly.

"Fuck, I'm so damn hot. {If Dom Top Coach = true} No wonder Tyler wanted to suck on my dick. Any gay little slut would happy **** on my fucking cock {Else}Damn I'd love it if the coach fucked me. You find yourself stripping naked and feeling up the coach's body. You imagine coach in your arms making out with your old body. With one hand you start jacking yourself off, in the other, you are fingering Johnson's hole.

"Oh yeah, fuck my hole." you moan, imagining your old body bouncing up and down on the dick you're rapidly jacking off. Soon one finger becomes two and then three. You gyrate the coach's hips, pushing his body onto the fingers." Fuck my tight bussy. Fill me up."

You feel Johnson's massive cock throb and shake as large globs of hot sticky cum shot all over Johnson's chiseled body. You scoop some of it up and wipe it on his asshole, using it as a lubricant. It feels nice to have an ass full of cum, you think to yourself. You pull your fingers out and quickly clean yourself off, putting on a fresh pair of underwear. {endif}

You lay down in the bed and fall asleep almost instantly from sheer exhaustion. You open your eyes next to the familiar sight of your dorm ceiling. "WHEW," you think, back in your old body. You feel your dick, soft but wet. It must have been a wet dream. You look at the clock. It's 10 am you're gonna be late! You frantically put on clothes. As you leave, the necklace your auntie sent you falls off your desk. You quickly pick it up.