I walked into my house after a long week. I set my briefcase down on the floor and closed the door behind me. I was glad that I could relax for a few days, and catch my breath. Work was starting to overwhelm me lately, and it was all I could do just to try and keep up.
“Nikki, are you home?” I called out as I pulled my shoes off on the rug and stepped into the kitchen looking for my girlfriend.
“I’m in the bedroom Aaron!” I heard her yell back from down the hallway.
As I walked through the house towards her I began undoing my tie and the top few buttons to my dress shirt, just to make myself a little more comfortable. I stopped in my tracks as I walked through the door to our bedroom, and stared at her.
“Wow, is it a special occasion or something?” I asked her, not quite sure what to make of her sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs spread wearing nothing but a tiny pair of black panties and a red tank top with a lacey black shirt over the top of it, but both shirts were pulled up to show off the bottoms of her amazing breasts.
“Boy you best get your punk ass over here and shove dat cock in my cunt before I mess you up.” She replied with some accent.
“Barry, is that you? I haven’t seen you in almost three weeks. I was worried you found a better ride with a boyfriend that had a bigger dick.” I said as I started to yank off my pants.
Nikki leaned back and threw one hand in front of her panties before replying back, “Boy don’t be trippin’. I love running ‘round in this tight little bitch. I just found another ride and I was tak’n mah time wit her, and beside, I heard dat Clyde was taken good care ah you while I was out pimpin.”
“Yeah he stopped by. But you know he’s got that weird foot fetish thing, and I mean, not that I mind, but it’s just not my thing, you know?” I said to her as I pulled my shirt off.
“Whatever. Get over here and fuck me. I want you so deep in my cunt dat I can feel your dick in my nose.” She said as she spun around on the bed and leaned forward, pointing her tight little ass and pussy at me.
I walked up to her, yanked her panties to one side and started to gently work my penis inside her when she got impatient and slammed herself back against me, burying my rod into her balls deep. She began to moan as she started to gyrate her hips and pump back and forth on my cock.
“Fuck yeah bitch, slam dis pussy. Oh fuck!” She called out as she picked up the pace.
I reached down and grabbed her by her thin waist and really started to slam into her tight little pussy. She moaned like a cat in heat and I could see her clawing at the comforter on our bed, then start grabbing it by large handfuls as her head bounced to our rhythm. I saw her tits swinging underneath her as I jack hammered back and forth, and realized I was getting close to the end. I reached back and slapped her hard with one hand on her left ass cheek, and suddenly her feet curled up against me and I felt her pussy spasm around my dick as she clamped on as tight as she could. That stimulation sent me over the edge, and I yanked her small body back against me as I shot my load deep into her waiting snatch, still feeling it occasionally convulse.
With her final spasm, her head flopped forward onto the bed and we both caught our breath as I leaned against her to keep my balance.
“Oh sweet damn boy, you’re good at dat.” She said to me as she started to wiggle forward, and my rapidly deflating dick slid out of her slippery crack.
“Yeah, you’re not so bad with her body either.” I replied as I crawled onto the bed next to her.
She sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at me and winked before saying, “Well, I gots to get mah game on, be seeing ya Aaron.”
“What, you’re leaving already Barry? We have the whole weekend!” I said, the disappointment obvious in the tone of my voice.
“Nah, man, I gots a line on some rich bitch dat has floor seats for da game. It’s on. I just needed a quickie case her man can’t satisfy, ya know? ‘Sides, Gus is stop’n by, and he’s signed up for the weekend. Aight? Peace, yo!” She replied to me, and then leaned forward and opened her mouth as wide as she could.
Suddenly her eyes closed and she started to expel this clear liquid from her mouth. As it started to flow more and more it also started to come out of her nose, ears, and even skin. She began to shake as the clear fluid pooled up at the foot of the bed and began to take shape. Suddenly she started to fall limply, and I caught her and set her unconscious body back on the bed, and then turned to look at the naked black man at the foot of my bed. He was probably around six foot eight inches tall and must have weighed around two hundred and eighty pounds. There was no way that I would ever have thought he would fit inside my girlfriend’s five foot two inch tall, one hundred and fifteen pound frame if I hadn’t seen him just flow out of her.
This was only the second time I had seen Barry “outside” of my girlfriend and his size still amazed me. He had massive muscles and tattoos, a broad face with a well trimmed beard, and short dark hair. He turned and walked over to my closet, pulling open the door like he had lived there all his life. He pulled out a red pair of jogging pants and a black sweatshirt and quickly dressed. He turned towards me, waved his hand once, and left, I assumed on his way to whatever else he had planned for that evening.
I looked over at my girlfriend’s body, thought back to when this had all started.
I was in a bar on a Friday after work. I had just gotten a digital camera, and I wanted to see how it worked in crappy lighting conditions. Ok, that’s the story I told my girlfriend, but really I just wanted to get out of the house for a while, and that seemed like a decent excuse. So we both went out to the bar, and I was taking random pictures with my camera as the night went on until I saw some girl flashing people out on the dance floor of the bar. Well, naturally with a camera in my hands, I did what every red blooded male would do. I took a picture of her with her shirt around her neck.
Only this time, something was different. I looked at the camera, and her face was all wrong. It looked like some middle aged guy’s face on this hot chick’s body. I guess I was staring so long at the picture that my girlfriend got upset. She thought I was staring at the picture of the other girl’s breasts. I was actually more worried about my camera being broken because of the weird face.
Well, Nikki stormed off to the ladies room, leaving me alone with my camera and my beer. I was still staring in amazement at the screen when the girl that was flashing people hopped up onto the bar stool next to me.
“Hey there Bud, what’s going on?” She asked me as she leaned over to look at the camera screen also.
“Uh, nothing. I was just looking at the picture.” I replied stupidly.
“Oh, is it good?” She asked with a small smile.
“Well, yes and no I guess. I mean, you’re a very pretty girl, and the picture turned out well. Except it must have blurred your face, or something. I can erase it if you don’t want me keep the pictures of your boobs. It’s gotten me in trouble with my girlfriend already.” I said back to her as I looked down at my camera.
“You can keep the pictures. It’s cool. They’re not even my boobs, to be honest.” She said to me.
I looked at her with a very confused look, and then glanced down at her chest, then back up at her face before saying, “How can they not be your boobs? Did you get a boob job and you’re still paying them off?”
She laughed as she slapped at her knee, and then said to me, “No, these are Jill’s tits. My name is Gus. It’s nice to meet you.”
“Uh, hi Gus, I’m Aaron.” I said as I shook the strange woman’s extended hand, before adding, “Weird name for a girl, did your parents hate you?”
“Oh, I’m not a chick. Jill is. She’s my mount for the night.” She said.
I was even more confused then before. I think the woman in front of me realized that, and so she leaned in close and whispered, “Can you keep a secret?”
“Sure,” I whispered back. It was hard to hear over the music and other people talking all around us.
“The picture is showing my real face. I can possess people. Those of us that can do it call it body hopping. I’m inside Jill here right now.” She again whispered.
I didn’t think I heard her right over the background noise… I sat back and gave her another strange look. She grabbed the camera, and started going through the photos. She stopped at one of Nikki.
“This your girlfriend?” She asked, and I nodded. She then continued, “How about I prove my abilities to you? I’ll hop your girlfriend. With me in control of her body you won’t have to worry about a long argument tonight about staring at Jill’s tits, and we can head back to your place, and screw like rabbits. Deal?”
I didn’t know what to make of this whole situation, I shrugged my shoulders at her, and then said, “You know what, if you can do what you say you can, I’ll let you call the shots tonight.”
The girl, Gus, or Jill, I guess, hopped off the bar, and started towards the bathroom. She didn’t waste anytime, I thought to myself. I ordered another beer, and shook my head as I thought about how much of a basket case that girl was. Then I started to think about how I was going to calm Nikki down about starring at the picture. Maybe if I could just get her to look at the face, and see that it was so weird, then she would understand.
Well, before much longer Nikki came back from the restroom. As I watched her walk back to her seat, she had a much more exaggerated hip sway, and a sexy little smile on her face that almost said ‘I know something you don’t.’
She hopped up onto the barstool next to me, and grabbed my beer before taking a long drink. When she put the bottle down, she pressed her chest out at me, and said, “Well, Aaron, I have to say this, you have great taste. My new breasts are fantastic. Even better then Jill’s.”
I have to admit. I thought the crazy girl went into the restroom and had a talk with Nikki, and this was all some big joke on me. So I said to her, “What did that girl say to you in the restroom Nikki? ‘Cause she was a bit of an oddball.”
“I’m an oddball, am I?” Nikki said with that knowing smile on her face as she downed some more of my beer.
“What? No, not you, that other girl. She tried to tell me her name was Gus.” I said as I gave Nikki a strange look.
“Say lover, I know what will help clear a lot of this up. Why don’t you snap a picture of me. Do you want my tits out?” She asked as she leaned back and grabbed then bottom of her shirt.
I blinked in surprise at the way Nikki was acting, but did as she asked, and slowly raised my camera. As I centered her in the viewfinder, she yanked up her shirt, and bra, letting her impressive breasts out for the world to see. The bar around me erupted into cheers of horny men, and I snapped the picture. Once she saw me lowering the camera she brought her shirt down to cover her melons, and began working on getting her breasts situated in her bra correctly.
The picture loaded onto the screen for review, and as I looked at it my jaw fell open. It was a picture of Nikki alright. I could see her same outfit, her body, her hair, but instead of her normal pretty face, it was the same strange face that was on the other girl. I looked up at her. I looked down at my camera. I looked back at Nikki to see her laughing at me.
“Come on lover, let’s ditch this place. It looks like I’ve got some explaining to do anyways, and it will be easier with less noise.” She said as she hopped off the barstool, grabbed one of my hands, and began pulling me towards the door.
I went along with little resistance, as I was still trying to process what was going on. She still looked like my girlfriend. Nikki still sounded the same. But yet, the way she walked was not her. She was wiggling her ass more, and Nikki never dragged me around by the arm.
We got out of the bar, and headed for the small car that we had driven here. As we got there Nikki spun me around and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. Even the kiss felt odd. It was more raw and animalistic then the kisses Nikki usually gave me.
She pushed me back, and spun around, bending across the car’s hood as she looked over her shoulder before asking, “So whadda think? Wanna stuff it in this tight little puss right here, right now?”
Despite the situation I was in, I was a young man, and my girlfriend was bent provocatively over the hood of my car. My dick was on autopilot, and pressing out against my jeans uncomfortably. I mouthed a few words that were unintelligible before Nikki spun around, and undid my fly, pulling my penis out through my boxers and the new hole that she had opened up in my jeans.
She then tossed herself back on the hood of the car, bending over the fender, and letting her short denim skirt ride up so far I could easily see her thong covered pussy. I pulled it aside, and brought my shaft up to her waiting pussy lips. I was not expecting her to be so wet and ready, but I easily slid my head inside her.
She moaned, and dropped her head to the hood of our car, and shuffled her feet out further to the sides, giving me more room to thrust myself inside her. I began to pump back and forth, and her breath started to come in ragged ins and outs. Before long I heard her call out, “Oooh!” and shake in front of me.
I wasn’t long behind her, and in a few more pushes I too let go. I grunted as I held tightly to her waist, blasting the inside of her little snatch with a full load of my cum. As my dick stopped throbbing insider her, and I slowly leaned back to extract my dick from her tight pussy she stood up and reached under her skirt replace her small panties.
“That was first class lover. Let’s head home, and I’ll tell you more about me.” She said as she walked around to the passenger side of the car, and waited for me to unlock the door.
On the way home I was told an amazing story about a group of people known as body hoppers. How they can possess people. They have access to all the memories of the person they possess, who they call “mounts.” Unless you are a hopper, you can’t tell when someone is mounted in another person, except through a mirror reflection or a photo, which reveals the hopper’s real face on the body of their mount. Gus had been hoping people for more then a decade. He told me he that all the hoppers he had ever met were men. He then told me that almost every hopper he met preferred to hop women. He said it was because body hoppers not only get there own sexual stimulation from being a male, but also get the voyeurism of being able to see any part of a female mount when ever they want, not to mention women’s orgasms are amazing, and most are capable of having multiple orgasms in a row. He also told me that Nikki wouldn’t remember a thing about the time she had a body hopper inside her.
When we got back to our small house, Gus immediately began to put Nikki’s body on display for me. He let me know that he was horny once again by putting on an amazing strip tease, which I couldn’t help but get aroused by. We had sex well into the morning, in all sorts of positions. I made breakfast the next morning, and Gus treated me to more body hopping tails. Oh, and we fucked some more.
In fact, we fucked like rabbits all weekend, just like he had promised at the bar. Finally, late Sunday afternoon rolled around, and Nikki suddenly grabbed some of my clothes and walked out into the living room. She sat on the couch and began to tremble and shake. A clear liquid flowed out of her face and skin, and formed into a naked man right in front of me. I recognized his face from the photos I had taken. As Gus dressed in the clothes he had taken, I sized him up. He was in his mid-fifties, and had a bit of a beer belly. His grey hair matched his bushy eyebrows.
He turned and looked at me once he was dressed and said, “Well bud, it’s been fun. I’ve got to head out, but I’d like to stop by and do this again, you really know how to make a girl cum. And Nikki’s body is a dream.”
“Well, ok. Whenever you want to stop by, I guess.” I replied to him with a shrug.
“You mean that? I run into a lot of people that don’t like hoppers in there girls.” He asked, his face showing a bit of surprise.
“Yeah I mean it. Anytime you want to stop by. That was the best sex I’ve had in my entire life. You hoppers know how to use a chick’s body.” I replied.
“Ok, cool. Hey, if you don’t mind, I can tell some of my friends.” Gus said to me.
“Uh, sure. If they want to stop by.” I said, not really realizing what this would mean at the time.
And with that Gus waved at me and was out the door.
With that simple conversation I was thrust into a world that would change my relationship with Nikki forever. You see, word got out quickly that Nikki had a killer body, and apparently was quite the ride. Within two months she had a body hopper in her more often then she was herself. I was up to my eyeballs in sex, and loving every minute of it. I did my best to keep up, but sometimes I just couldn’t so before long her sex toy stock pile got huge, and her wardrobe changed to reflect the tastes of the body hoppers that mounted her. When she was in control of herself, she began to worry about the memory lapses and the new clothes that she bought without remembering. She began to see a shrink, but before long the body hoppers were in her, even when she went to the shrink, so it didn’t really help her, and she stopped going and just accepted the memory losses.
For a while it was difficult knowing what I was coming home to, and every now and then I even came home to some other guy screwing Nikki, but I guess I was willing to put up with it all for the great sex and lustful girlfriend time that came with hoppers being in her. I mentioned that I was running low on money from all the spending the guys inside her were doing to Gus while he was being my girlfriend for the weekend. The very next day I had a huge sum of money transferred into one of my accounts. I don’t know how they got my information, but I also don’t remember about four hours on that Sunday, so I have a pretty decent guess.
They also set up a website for Nikki, and complete with a schedule of who was going to hop her and when. They gave me the password for the site, and it really made things a lot smoother, as I started to get to know them, and knew who I would be coming home too. They even occasionally showed up already mounted in a hot chick, or two hoppers would show up, and I would get a three way with Nikki and another girl. There were still surprises now and then, but on the whole we had a pretty good system worked out. They even began using her body to initiate new hoppers, or let them have and easy first mount. I enjoyed helping the new hoppers find there way around a pussy, it was fun, and I know they enjoyed it too.
So, that’s my life now. They call Nikki “The Rental” because they all take turns in her body. I chuckled the first time Gus told me that, but I went with it, I mean why not? The sex is great!