Undercover

At a secret location hidden underneath the city of London an agent was preparing for the ultimate undercover mission. His name was John Smith and he was a pretty average agent really, picked out of the police squad for this certain mission. He'd been chosen to carry out a mission of minor importance to the agency, but still of importance to the prime minister's campaign. The rest of the squad that usually carried out this sort of mission being busy attending to much more oppressing matters, which meant that john was chosen to fill in.

John lay down in a pod as one man inserted needles into his body and another man who John knew reasonably well, Graham, briefed him on how the process would work. "So, when I press the button, your vision will go black and you'll feel a tingle all over your body, this will last for approximately ten seconds, there's no need to panic this is normal. Then when your vision and feeling returns quickly close your eyes for ten seconds so that your senses can adjust, after that you can open your eyes and you will be in a completely different place, as a completely different person. After that we will contact you. You got that John?" John just nodded trying to take in the information but overwhelmed by the situation. Seeing John nod Graham stepped back and the lid of the pod slowly lowered itself over John.

"Good luck agent" Said the other man. And then everything went black and a tingle ten times worse than pins and needles spread over what felt like all of John's body. Then suddenly the pain stopped and John could see again. John quickly closed his eyes and began counting to ten. As he counted he could feel his senses coming back to him. He felt a cool breeze stroke through what seemed to be long hair atop his head. He could hear the sound of people talking and some children playing in the distance. When the ten seconds was up he finally opened his eyes.

The sight of a park greeted him. He did a full loop trying to figure out where he was. He didn't have a clue, but what he did find was a very heavy weight on his chest threatening to pull him over. He looked down to see two large mounds covered by a tight suit shirt. His hands darted up grabbing the two mounds before then raising them once more up to in front of his face, noting the femininity to them. He dropped them to his side and began scanning the area for anywhere which might have a reflection.

Spotting a car parked by the side of a road he began running towards it. The weight of the two breasts that now hung from his chest making it much more difficult than he was used to. He finally made it to the car, all be it now sweating and panting profusely. He looked in the car window at the reflection that stared back at him. The face that he saw in the reflection was a female face, maybe in her mid-thirties. The lady had pretty average features which had a slightly mean yet innocent demeanor to them. John stepped in closer to the car, close enough that his breath was fogging up the window. He stared mesmerized by his reflection. A hand reached up stroking at the smooth skin which was clearly well cared for. While his other hand brushed through his blonde shoulder length hair. He stared into the eyes of his reflection.

Suddenly there was a vibration in his pocket. He stepped back surprised, pulling the phone out of the suit trousers he now wore. He turned it on, seeing it had a text from an unknown number. He clicked on it. "I suspect this is you John?" it read.

John responded finding it difficult to type with his new longer nails. "This is he."

"Good. This is your mission." A text came through instantaneously, along with an attachment. John clicked the attachment and a video began to play. "As you can probably tell you are not yourself at the moment. You currently possess the body of one Susan Capel, she is the head of the Economics department at the Saint Grahams school." The voice of Graham said as pictures of his current form appeared on the screen "She's 5 ft 7 inches." An image of her profile came up along with all of her measurements." And she has 36G cups." John looked down at the two breasts. "Yes, I knew you'd like that John." The video continued "Anyway you will be replacing her for the near future, your mission is to infiltrate the school and find out the identity of a major player in the cocaine market. We have reason to believe that the dealer is one of the school's pupils. We want you to find this person and gather enough evidence for us to put them away for a long time. We suggest starting here."

The video continued, a picture of a teenage boy popping up, "This is Tim Bradley, a person with a not too clean record, he keeps a low profile at school, but Miss Capel is lucky enough to share three classes with him so she's teaching him a lot of the week. We have reason to believe that he is involved. Investigate and find out more." The video went black "And remember John. This is a silent mission, no one must know of your presence. You have a week to complete your assignment. I suggest you use today as a time to get accustomed to your new body before you go back to school tomorrow. Learn how to be Susan Capel so that her closest friend wouldn't be able to tell the difference. And remember keep your current form safe and out of harm's way. Good luck John." The video stopped and the phone went back to the text screen. He placed it back in his pockets and focused his attention back on his reflection.

"Well Susan it looks like we're gonna be doing some crime busting!" He said to her reflection which stared back at him. The phone suddenly buzzed again. John pulled it out of his pocket, this time an address appeared. "12 Hillway." He said to himself, copying the address into Google maps before then setting of quickly towards what he assumed was his new home.

"Note to self. You need to work out." John wrote in Susan's notes on her phone as he finally arrived at her house after the two-mile trek. Susan's body was now dripping with sweat and John was completely out of breath. "I should probably have walked a bit slower." He groaned as he looked up at the house which he was going to be living in for the next week. It was a two-floor terrace which looked reasonably modern. He approached the door, opening it before entering. The house he entered was well kept. John explored it for a few minutes before he found the master bedroom. He ran in jumping on the bed like he was at a new hotel. He felt Susan's cushiony breasts and slightly pudgy stomach when he landed. As he lay there he noticed a full-length mirror in the corner of the bedroom. "Maybe time for a bit of exploration?" He said to himself, a mischievous smile spreading across his new face as he stood up in front of the mirror.

He analyzed his reflection, turning front ways and sideways. "Susan, you certainly are very curvy!" He smiled as if talking to Susan herself though he knew that she couldn't hear him, being in an state as long as he occupied her body. Being like any other warm blooded male his hands crept up to grab at the two globes bulging from his chest. He felt the cotton of Susan's suit shirt brushing against her skin as he did. It gave him goosebumps, giving off an arousing tingle. John's body became even more turned on, and he could tell, Susan's nipples were poking proudly through her suit shirt. "Wow!" He gasped leaning in closer to get a better look. He lifted his hands and began pinching and pulling at nubs through the business suit. "You've got some big nipples Susan, haven't you?" He exclaimed condescendingly smiling, seeing her face in the reflection giving him the same grin. "I suppose we can have a look" He then said as he quickly threw off the suit jacket before starting to undo the buttons of the shirt. Once he popped the last button out he slipped the shirt straight off discarding it on the spotless floor.

He then turned his attention back to the mirror. "Wow. They are huge!" He marveled at the size of Susan's breasts, breasts that now sat atop his chest encased in only a lacy white bra which hugged the two plaint masses snugly. John reached up grabbing each huge mountain of flesh. He felt a jolt of pleasure as his hands made contact. This time he looked downwards seeing the two huge mounds reaching inches away from his body, a dark chasm of cleavage between them. "Blooming heck, I can't even see the ground" he said laughing to himself. He reached up cupping the bra clad breasts causing a large expansion of creamy flesh to spill out over the tops of the cups. "Right, this needs to come off" He stated as his hands reached up towards his back.

However before he could manage to undo the clasps he was interrupted by the ringing of the home phone. "Saved by the bell. I'll be back!" He said pointing to Susan's reflection before heading off towards the phone.

Picking it up he answered. "Hello, Susan speaking."

"Hello Susan." He heard a croaky voice from the other end. "It's your mother. Are you in? I'm coming over." The person, clearly Susan's mom, said.

"Mom, I'm slightly busy!" John replied down the phone, not wanting to be disturbed.

"I'm coming over, I'm in the neighborhood and I haven't seen you in a long time." Susan's mom responded.

"I'm sorry but I'm really busy." John demanded down the phone.

"Well I'm sorry but I'm already here." She said before John suddenly heard the doorbell ring.

John grunted "Son of a Bitch!" before hanging up the phone and heading to the door to let the women in. As he opened it the women outside came barging in.

"Put a top on young lady." She said as she shoved passed John and into the kitchen, turning on the kettle, "Maybe if you showed those breasts to more men instead of me you might have a husband by now." The women then said completely seriously.

"Ha-ha. Think I'm a bit fat for that." He said grabbing at the slight belly that Susan had amassed from school dinners and stress binge eating over the years. He then followed his, now, Mom into the kitchen sitting down at one of the counter chairs. Susan's Mom finished making two coffees' before turning around and handing one to John.

"Well are you gonna put a top on?" She asked demandingly.

"Oh yeah" He said setting off running to Susan's room to get a top, running passed the mirror as he did, "Don't think I've forgotten about you." He said to his reflection.

He re-entered the kitchen now wearing a green t-shirt. "Better?" He asked.

"Yes." His 'mom' replied now sitting at the counter reading a magazine. "I can't stay long. I've got to meet your Father at the estate." She exclaimed "I wish you'd talk to him. He only wants to help you." She continued. John didn't really know what to respond, not knowing what the situation was between Susan and her father, by the sounds of it though, it not being good.

"Um... No." He said bluntly, thinking that the best thing to say.

"To much pride." John's 'mom' moaned at him. "Well. How's work? Your brother just got a big promotion. Him, Julie and the kids are moving up to Manchester for it." She said, taking a sip from her coffee. "Why can't you be more like him, he's done so well for himself. While you're stuck in your dead-end job." She continued berating the person whose body John now occupied

"Hey. Mom!" John started, now knowing why Susan rarely saw her mother. "For all you know I could be a secret agent in disguise who goes around solving crime and busting huge deals." John said smiling at the irony of his little joke. His 'mom' wasn't best pleased.

"Yeah that's the attitude which has gotten you to where you are today." she said "Anyway I just came around to tell you that it's your cousin Alfred's wedding next Friday which you are invited to. And just because your fathers going to be there doesn't mean you shouldn't come." She continued. John thought about it for a few seconds contemplating his options.

"I'll be there." He then said, deciding he had no problem himself with Susan's dad, and never being one to pass up a party.

"Really?" Susan's mom said shocked, leaning in close for a hug. "Oh that's wonderful, everyone will be happy to see you!" She said happily, then chugging the rest of her coffee and standing up. "Anyway, I better get going. Don't want to keep your dad waiting." She told John as she then headed for the door. "I'll see you next Friday!" She said before swinging the door shut behind her.

"What the heck was that?" John said to himself, "She needs to cut down on the caffeine. Bloody hell!" he said moving over to the window just in time to catch his 'mom' speeding off out of sight.

"Anyway. Back to where we left off." He said as he headed towards Susan's bedroom taking off the top that he had donned as he did.

"Why hello again." John said as he spotted the reflection of Susan in the mirror. "Time for the grand unavailing!" He said excited bringing his hands up and unclasping the bra letting it drop unceremoniously to the floor. The two mountains of flesh came bouncing out. John gulped when he saw the sight in front of him. The only pair of boobs John had seen in the past 20 years were his wife's and they were nothing like the glorious breasts that now swung before him. "Wow!" He uttered, completely gob smacked. John stood for a good few minutes just staring at the two breasts that hung in front of him. They were full and round, yet so big in size. They sagged ever so slightly but that was expected with how big these things were. A thick brown nipple sat in the center of them, maybe an inch in thickness protruding about an inch from Susan's chest. Around them was her brown areola which was about as thick as a teacup however looking rather small in relation to the size of her breasts. John couldn't help but stare at the creamy flesh as they just hung. A smile spread across his face as he broke out of his trance.

"Susan, these are huge!" He exasperated. "How do they not distract you?" He said as he began bouncing up and down, Susan's breasts bouncing manically around as he watched his reflection do the same. He stopped his bouncing quickly lifting Susan's tits and stepping closer to the mirror to get a better look at her nipples. "They are huge!" He said leaning over the counter. He released his right breasts bringing his right hand up instead to stroke his left nipple. His knees buckled from underneath him. Catching himself he let out his breath, his nipple still tingling from the stimulation.

"Who knew these things were so sensitive, I better sit down." He said before making his way over to the bed. He sat down on the soft surface feeling the extra padding he had due to Susan's large ass. Reaching up John pinched at each of Susan's large nipples as he began twisting and pulling at the rubbery nubs feeling the pleasure course through his new body as he did.

"I wonder." He then said curiously to himself mischievously before grabbing his left breast and hoisting it upwards bringing the nipple up to his mouth. He grabbed the rubbery nipple between his teeth. "Sick!" He mumbled, his speech muffled by the huge nub that was clamped between his teeth. He began sucking away on it, loving the feeling that it gave off. He couldn't help himself, doing this for a couple of minutes. His free hand eventually creeping up to play with Susan's other breasts and John ended up in an all-out masturbation session.

This eventually came to a stop when John's body began to spasm, his muscles clenched, and his hips bucked, he felt a tingle spread throughout his whole body as he exploded inside. He let out an uncontrollable scream in Susan's voice. He had just experienced his first ever female orgasm and just from Susan's tits. He lay there basking in the afterglow for a couple of minutes before he lifted his head to look at himself in the mirror. There he saw Susan Capel, hair all messed up, sweat dripping from her forehead. She looked sultry, not at all like she did in the mission briefing or when he first took control of her body. John smiled wickedly.

Quickly he tried to stand up, "Whoa!" he fell back down onto the bed, still dizzy after his orgasm, "Wasn't ready for that" he said smiling again. This time he got up slower, as he rose he could feel a wetness in his crotch rubbing between his legs. It made him feel uncomfortable. After getting back to his feet he smiled seeing his reflection, he would never get enough of it. He leaned downward to pull Susan's trousers off of her legs and felt the weight of her breasts tugging him down. "I don't think I'll be getting used to that any time soon." He smiled to himself as he undid her belt discarding it on the floor before proceeding to do a little shimmy in order for her trousers to fall down fully, before kicking them to a side. He watched Susan's breasts jiggling in the mirror as he did, "They're like jello!" he exclaimed laughing. Now he stood in just Susan's panties looking at her divine body. It was most definitely an hourglass figure. Her hips were wide, and her thighs were smooth and thick. John turned around to check out his ass giving it a spank as he did, watching it jiggle sexily, leaving a slight red mark where his hand had made contact. He then bent over, his breasts once again pulling him downwards, before grabbing hold of Susan's panties and sliding them down her smooth sexy legs. With Susan's panties off he now stood completely naked.

He stared at where Susan's privates would be apart from it was covered by a large dark bush of hair, which looked extremely unkempt. As Susan's mom had told him, Susan was clearly getting no action and therefore had no one to keep it neat for. "Uh that's disgusting!" he said looking at the wet dirty hair which guarded Susan's vagina. "I'm going to have to do something about that." He stated as headed towards the bathroom. Entering it he looked around a razor. "Jackpot!" He said grabbing it from a shelf at the side of the bath. Looking down he noticed his view was completely obstructed by Susan's huge breasts, so he made his way back over to the full-length mirror. "Much better." He said looking in the full mirror at Susan's pubic region. Turning on the razor he then proceeded to spend the better half of 5 minutes shaving the mighty bush away.

"Done!" He exclaimed looking at Susan's now completely clean shaven vagina, "I'm quite pleased with that." He said. Susan's folds were now clearly visible as John bucked his hips to give himself a better view. "Now I can actually see her vagina." He said, reaching down and stroking his hand across the smooth skin. Still looking in the full length mirror he grabbed each of Susan's labia, pulling them apart he looked into the fluffy pink flesh that was her vagina. Using his right hand he moved inside and give Susan's clitoris a flick, his whole body twitched uncontrollable. Being bolder this time he pinched the already erect nub and began pulling it. The pleasure coursed through his body and John couldn't stop himself from ramming the fingers of his left hand deep inside Susan's vagina, even as his right hand played with his clitoris. And once again John found himself in a vigorous masturbation session.

It didn't take long before he orgasmed, but that didn't stop him. So enthralled in the pleasure he carried on plowing away at Susan's gaping hole. After doing this five times he finally dropped down onto the bed and passed out, totally exhausted from his masturbation sessions.

When John awoke it was eight o'clock in the morning. "Wow, I slept for ten hours." He said to himself as he sat up. He smiled when he saw Susan's reflection staring back at him in the mirror, remembering the night before. Then he realized.

"Shit its eight o'clock!" He exclaimed. "...I've got to the school!"