Ugh, why can’t I stop looking at those college guys over there? I guess when you swap bodies with someone at Exchange Island you really do become that person. Got to say, it feels great to be in my twenties again, even if it does feel weird to have these huge boobs bouncing on my chest with every step. Not to mention that every guy and girl loves to stare at them. And this tiny little bikini makes me feel like I’m wearing nothing at all! My wife is somewhere on the island, but since she never made it to the meetup point I have to assume she got shifted into a little kid or even a baby. Guess that means I can do whatever I want.
What do I want? If I’m being totally honest with myself, I want one of those college guys to stick their dick in me. Never thought I’d catch myself saying that, but this body is getting turned on by the thought. Those guys may not even be actual guys. If there is a woman in the group she will really know what to do with this body. Okay, screw it, I’m gonna go and ask if they want to play a game or maybe… fuck me one after the other making my big tits swing and then make me suck their dicks and then fuck me again, putting me on my knees and fucking me like a whore… OMG…
