We had two cell phones, fully capable of recording and transmitting brainwave activity from the human mind. Eventually we hope to be able to apply th...s to any phone... but for now we needed special ones. But essentially, we switched the consciousness of one person for another.? I looked over my shoulder, ?mirror.?A person walked in and dropped a mirror in front of him. He wasn't a he, he was a she. The look of shock was amplified by the glasses, and how they made her eyes seem larger. . .Thunk. Thunk. Thunk.My heart began to beat with excitement. I wasn't going to admit it. I shouldn't want this. Why did Kisa and I have the same desire? I forced my eyes shut despite the urge to keep them open.I didn't want this.I did want this.I do want this."Saki?"I turned to see a grinning group of the most dangerous men in the village. I guess this was Kisa and my only difference. She liked the healing type and I like the opposite end of the spectrum. The ones who hunted, shed blood and had. “I feel nothing but a haze,” he struggled to say.“I want ... you to look at me as you keep thrusting. Tell me ... what you see.”He moved his head back as he looked at her. Their eyes locked to each other. His thrusts were deep and slow in her.“I see ... a white furry nose and whiskers,” he told her.“Good ... I see a face that is covered in sweat. I see ... black hair that is slick and wet. Keep going.”“Red eyes ... silver hair ... like it could reflect from the sun.”“I am helping you. He pushes me against a tree and forces his lips against my mouth. He breaks off and nervously touches my breast. I position my legs to accept him but his cock is wilting in my hand. “You’ll have to make me”, I tell him. His cock begins to harden again. I turn my head away from him draping my hair into his hand. “Make me!” I order. He grasps my hair and pulls. Not hard enough. I pull back. This time he gives a savage tug that causes me to cry in pain. I let go of his prick as he bends me.