What is a bodyhopper you ask, well let me tell you. It sounds soscience fiction, but it is true. We are a secret society that lives onthe fringe of hu...anity. Our numbers are small but we have a greatpower. We can make our form melt into another's form and hop them.Actually we like to call the person a mount.There are numerous stipulations involved with this process. First offmirrors and any electronic devices like camcorders, and cameras, willgive away our true identity. The funny thing that. And she was getting really annoyed with herself! ‘Come on Batgirl! Get a grip of yourself will you!’ she almost hissed to herself as she took a quick, last look around. It was still quiet. It was still dark. It was in the early hours of a Gotham night, a diffuse glow from the city lights dimming the stars shining brightly from a moonless sky. Only the bright orange glare of Mars seemed to really pierce the haze, directly above her. Mars, the Roman god of war, was it an omen?! Was that why. Curiosity got the better of me and I picked them up. I turned the smooth satin material round and round between my hands and before I knew what I was doing I lifted them up to my nose and inhaled deeply.My dick flexed in response and a small spurt of pre-cum escaped from the tip without me even touching it. I instinctively dropped my boxers and wrapped the soft satin panties around my dick. I began to slowly slide my sister’s panties up and down my hardened shaft; I just loved the feel the soft. A girl was saying nasty things about me, and she walked up to her and told her the truth. But because this girl didn't stop, Laura went a little too far and knocked that girl to the ground."The parents looked from Sandra to Laura and then the mother sat down in her chair and the father asked, "Laura is that true?" Um ... Yes, dad," she said, still with her head down and looking at the floor. Too ashamed to look at her dad.The father stood up and walked up to both naked girls and then took that.