She had smallish, but nicely-shaped tits, legs that were long and thin, but shapely just the same, and a cute little butt that was like a magnet to my...eyes when she walked past. In a couple of years, she was going to be a looker, and it was certainly no hardship having her coming over to our place all the time, to go through her twirling routines with Casey, in her electric blue practice leotard, and pale blue shimmer tights. After work, I drove straight home again, and walked in the back. Coffee must have something to do with that power conversion thing, I thought. I had really begun to crave it, so surely it did serve a purpose.After the coffee was on and cooking away, I reheated a plastic cup of what was left from the night before in the microwave oven. It was still good to me, since I loved my coffee old, black, and bitter."Good morning Harvey," I said as I looked back into the dining room. I had passed him on the way into the kitchen but since I hadn't have any coffee, I did. . maybe too warmly. Despite the therapy she still wasn't over the worst of it. A portion of transmigrators never do come out of it!"Now Doctor? Don't you think that if switching bodies caused conditions like your Transmigration Psychosis, the manufacturers, distributors and retailers of the technology would have warned us by now. They claim that it is perfectly safe to switch bodies with another person."Now it was Malcolm Tangiers' turn to smile. John Cage and Ally McBeal had guessed the. He'd do me for a while and then stop and squirt his stuff in me and then when I kept squeezing and begging him he'd start it again and just kept repeating it over and over. Then when he stopped I was just exhausted from doing all that tensing and stuff and lay my head and shoulders on the floor and just lay there for a long time with him inside me trying to get my breath while he lay down on top me and then he just turned and pulled his thing out of me and I felt so empty, like a part of me.