I have to check if you are potbellied first.” “I’m not, but you can check if you want. It’s nice. Your hands are so soft…” She checked. ...er small hand even slipped under the belt of my jeans. “Why!” she exclaimed. “Is the adrenaline doing this wonder?” “I don’t know, but I liked you at first sight. You are extremely beautiful.” “You have a sharp eye.” I reached out cautiously and wrapped my arms around her waist. I buried my face in her firm springy breasts, my lips creeping up gingerly. My hand has traveled down to your hip and I grip the belt loop of your jeans urging you to come closer. My silk covered breasts touch your bare chest - my abdomen is touching your abdomen - skin against skin finally, I sigh because that feel, to me, conjures images of our naked bodies touching all over. As best I can, my hand runs up the edge of our juncture where our two bodies meet. I want to touch your chest - I want to feel those small, hard nipples and run my fingertips across them. My. I guess it was a purely physical attraction from the start because I noticed the bulge inside his swimming trunks first, and then his chest and legs. The fact that he was quite ordinary looking didn't seem to matter and when came across and chatted and asked me out that evening I was really happy. I went home that afternoon already in a state of wet sexual arousal and found myself fingering between my legs in the shower and again when I put my panties on ready to go out with him. I looked at. She covered her magnificent breasts and stood in front of the mirror with a delighted smile."This body is mine forever and forever is a long time in MY immortal form! Time to go to work." She walked gracefully over to a machine, the heels of her boots clicking on the floor."I feel so wonderful!" she said. "My old body was like being sick compared to the vigor and vitality of my new one. Goodbye, body switching machine!"She pushed a button and it sent off sparks and then it was a worthless piece.