Tag In A Clone

"So tell me, Hayley, what do you do for a living?" Jonny asked, acting as naturally as Tara would and blending in flawlessly at Zoey's little lunch. Well, he was mostly in character. Tara usually wouldn't be stuffing her face this much with appetizers. Zoey was a bit embarrassed at her best friend's gluttony, but Jonny obviously didn't mind. This shit tasted so good in Tara's body! No wonder she developed such a thick form if all food tasted this nice.

Jonny noticed Zoey giving him a worried smile, the kind Tara recognized as "What the hell is wrong with you?! Not in front of the guests!". Tara returned her friend a sheepish smile as if to say "My bad", but as soon as Zoey turned her attention away, Jonny's attention went right back to the fat cleavage the bride-to-be was showing off.

"Well, lately I've been working at a financial firm downtown." Hayley pushed some of her food around her plate, a bit off-put by the Indian woman shoving food in her face across the table. She was too polite to protest, though. "Certainly pays well, as it should given the long hours and awful commute."

"Wow, I do finance too!" Jonny said. "Been working at the same place since right out of university." Jonny left out the parts about how Tara often had to dress down to avoid the ogling and harassment from her coworkers over her huge tits. If only those chavs could see Jonny now, the beautiful brown orbs dangling right on his chest.

"And what about that hunk a few cubicles over, Tara?" Emily asked cloyingly, Jonny responding in a manner appropriate for Tara with a cute laugh in return.

"Oh, not at the table, Em." Jonny jokingly waved one of Tara's pretty hands, dismissing the inquiry. Turns out Tara was no slouch putting her titties to work. Jonny could certainly make use of that experience later.

"And what do you two lovely ladies do?" Jonny turned his attention to the twins, Holly and Sarah. "You both look stunning in those cute little dresses!" Behind Tara's admiring gaze was Jonny's predatory one, instead imagining their dresses on the floor as the twins double teamed him with their nubile bodies

"Thank you, Tara." Holly giggled, paying no mind to Tara's earlier behavior. "We graduated uni a few months ago, actually. I majored in liberal arts."

"Journalism." Sarah curtly answered, having already written off Tara in contrast to her sister's judgment.

"Well, I'm so happy we could all make the pre-ceremony festivities." Lynette said, raising her margarita in a toast. "Hope you enjoy your last night of freedom, Zoey!" This got a laugh out of all the ladies at the table, Jonny included.

"Oh, stop it you!" Zoey blushed as the women clinked their glasses and drank; Jonny finishing Tara's fruity cocktail in a single gulp. Playing along was fun and all but Tara's pussy really started burning up. Her breasts only felt heavier on his chest the more time he spent not playing with them. His hands resting on Tara's thick legs, occasionally taking a discreet squeeze was no longer enough to satisfy him.

"If you'll excuse me, I need to hit the ladies' room." Hayley got up, pushing in her chair. This was Jonny's chance.

"I need to go too." Jonny said. "I saw it on the way in, the door was to the right of the entrance." Hayley agreed, leaving the others to eat and chat outside as she unwittingly followed the wedding crasher to the women's bathroom.

Like the rest of the restaurant, the bathroom was high-end and remarkably cleaned. That reminded Jonny again, another perk of hopping into female hosts. Cleaner bathrooms. ...Most of the time.

The two ladies wordlessly entered separate stalls, and as he heard Hayley sit on the toilet and relieve herself, Jonny prepared to relieve himself in a different way. Hastily pulling Tara's dress down past her shoulders, he was met with a mountainous cleavage and his final obstacle: her strapless bra.

That obviously didn't last though.

Soon Jonny was jiggling Tara's naked E-cups in the stall right next to an oblivious Hayley. The feeling of her fingernails digging in and her hands being engulfed by the titty flesh as Jonny desperately tried to get a good grip sent him into overdrive. He grabbed one of Tara's large brown nipples and pulled the breast up to her mouth, smearing her dark red lipstick. Suckling her breasts, Jonny could no longer restrain himself from moaning like a bitch in heat.

"...Excuse me?" Hayley said, incredulousness apparent in her voice. "Tara?" Jonny didn't have time to play nice anymore. He pointed at the stall's wall with a slim finger and shot a clone straight through, darting into Hayley's open mouth.

Jonny heard a yelp, some gagging, a flush, and then the unlocked stall door behind him opening.

"Need some help, boss?" 'Hayley' asked, her lace panties still around her knees. Jonny hastily pulled the possessed woman in and the two got to work.

"Feel free to help yourself to my rear, Tara." Hayley said, the clone sinking into its host's brain. "It's the least I can do for a friend of the bride." Jonny certainly took her up on the offer, pulling her closer by the ass as he squeezed and spanked Hayley. Ollie had no idea his sister was now Jonny's fucktoy for the rest of the night - and that his lovely spouse would soon join her.

"Sorry for scaring you off by eating so much at the table." Jonny apologized in Tara's usual tone. "Still hungry?" He lifted the hem of her sundress, 'Hayley' not waiting to take the opportunity to pull down Tara's panties and bury her pretty face between the Indian girl's voluptuous thighs. Jonny was in ecstasy as Hayley worked her tongue on Tara's clit, Jonny still stimulating Tara's impressive rack with her long nails.

"I-I'm gonna cum, Hayley!" Jonny squealed, the clone picking up its pace. "I'm cumming in Tara's big-tittied Desi body....!!!!"

The orgasm struck like a wildfire. Jonny took in as deep of a breath as Tara's lungs could muster, ready to let out an ear shattering scream. Hayley, knowing that Jonny still planned to lay low, pulled away and replaced her mouth's stimulation with her hand. She locked lips with Jonny, swapping spit as she filled Tara's mouth with her own pussy juices. Jonny simply devolved into quiet moaning and quivering as he soiled Hayley's hand, and the panties still around his lovely legs.

The ladies cleaned up, quickly exiting the stall together and washing their hands like nothing had happened.

"That was some good eats." Hayley gave Jonny a cheesy, pervy grin, to which Jonny returned from Tara's buxom body.

"Damn right it was." Jonny adjusted Tara's dress to show off a bit of cleavage. He'd already enjoyed her wonderful body, why not share it with the world?

Jonny would continue spreading his tendrils through the bridesmaids before striking at Zoey. Seeing Hayley cup her thick rack through her dress signaled he was certainly off to a good start.