Jagged Temptation

By Gregor Daniels

Two friends possess a magical glass shard, which is capable of sending their minds to any living person of their choosing. However, the downside is that repeated usage blurs the line between their real identities and those of the girls they've been inhabiting. In the end, the two boys will have to choose whether or not to fight the urges, or to ultimately give in to the shard's power. Permanently.

Length: 14,700 words

This work of fiction contains adult material and explicit scenes with erotic descriptions. Themes include gender transformations, inhabiting bodies, taking over lives, a dark ending, mind corruption, and other perverted fantasies. For mature audiences only. All characters over 18 years old.

Excerpt:

Allen rushed to the bathroom. When he first stepped into the gaze of the reflection's eyes, he almost expected to see Sarah's body staring back. Her long hair would be there, swirling around a fast-moving and frantic body. Her bosom would be large and proud, stretching out her tank top to the maximum. And below that, she'd be every bit a woman as she had always been, with wide hips and a fantastic backside to make all the boys drool.

Instead it was the same old boy looking back, oily hair and a big nose. His shirt was dark and oversized, and his pants had stains in them from the week prior. Allen's hopes fell right then at the sight of his old reflection, and then he blinked several times, forcing his mind to return to the reality that it had known for so long.

"What?" Peter asked, rushing to the bathroom and standing under the doorframe. "What is it? You just bolted all of a sudden."

Allen touched his cheek. "God, it seemed so real!"

"Well, it is real," Peter reasoned.

"No, I mean, it actually felt like I was really her. Like, it was my life instead of Sarah's. It was my body and my clothes. It was my boyfri —"

"Hold on," Peter interrupted. "What exactly happened this time? I thought you were with the other cheerleaders."

"I was," Allen replied, still remembering the events as if they had happened a second ago. "Everyone was gone, and I dressed in her clothes, and then Derek was waiting outside in his car. He touched me."

Peter took a step back. "Okay, I think that's enough time with the shard for now. It needs to recharge or something."

"He wanted me."

There was prolonged silence after that. Peter had never seen his friend so aghast in his entire life. Usually he was the first person to crack a joke about anything, like when the girls in the cheerleading squad had taken a tumble during one of their routines. Now, the boy was staring at himself in the mirror, unblinking, and looking as if the blood had rushed from his face.

If Allen squinted, he could almost see the girl looking back, blonde hair framing his face, and his blue eyes darkened by the shadows underneath his brow. Yes, if he squinted just enough, his facial hair was completely gone, and that boring male body was actually a girl wearing plain clothes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Gregor Daniels
• Release date: Apr 27, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310415265

Gregor Daniels

Gregor Daniels is an erotica author that specializes in gender swap and erotic transformation fetishes. New stories are typically released weekly and feature a variety of themes. Have you ever had fantasies to be a girl? Then look no further ...Contact the author directly on Twitter to discuss stories, share your favorite ideas and fantasies, scenes, and characters, or to just talk about nothing in particular.

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Jagged Temptation

Published by Gregor Daniels at Smashwords

Copyright 2014 Gregor Daniels

For ADULTS Only. All Characters Over 18.

Peter had made a wise choice for his first body-hopping experience. Yuki wasn't the type of girl he had ever expected to jump into the skin of right away, but anxiety had tilted him towards a more unsuspecting swap, namely the English-speaking Japanese girl from school. Her hair was shoulder-length and dark, and her skin pale. Even in the mirror, she appeared to be shy and reserved, keeping her thoughts to herself and never letting her eyes rise to make contact.

It was difficult to look at his own face. Even though Peter knew he wasn't in his own body, seeing another person staring back was a spine-tingling experience, especially when that person in the reflection performed all the same mannerisms and slight muscle movements, things that another living being couldn't mimic by pure chance. The short girl in the looking glass was him, but only by consciousness only. Everything on the outside was far and away from what Peter was accustomed to.

Several minutes passed before Peter even thought to inspect himself more thoroughly. Yuki was wearing a white blouse and a black skirt that came down to just above the knees. The girl looked as if she had just come home from choir, and his throat was noticeably raspy from the apparent singing that had occurred before he had borrowed her skin. And it was underneath those clothes that intrigued Peter the most, but the girl's skin was like molten rock against his fingertips.

And it was then that he turned his attention to the girl in the reflection once more, gazing into her dark, wide eyes just underneath the flat-trimmed bangs that hung just over her eyebrows. Her cheeks were reddened, and her lips were parted just ever so slightly, gasping for air, though she made every attempt to not display her lack of breath. Beneath the clothing, Peter could feel how the fabrics clung to his body, enhancing the curve of the girl's waist, and the additional weight hanging from his chest. It also didn't avoid his attention that something was missing from in between his legs, and the underwear underneath the skirt was keen on reminding him of that fact nonstop.

At last, when Peter's nervous shakes had faded to a mere shiver, the top-most button on the blouse was undone, revealing a few more inches of smooth, creamy skin. Then, it was the next one after that, and a third one just a moment later. When Peter's eyes fell upon the beginning of cleavage, he clamped the shirt back together in haste, remembering that line of darkness that hinted at something more, but forgiving the girl for even thinking about taking advantage of her body.

Was she still inside? he casually wondered. There was no voice inside of his head, nor a sense of a second soul occupying the void underneath the skin. The fine hair on Peter's neck was stiff and erect, but not from the feeling of being watched. It was pure excitement that led him to discovering what wondrous things laid underneath the clothes, and elevated enthusiasm that forced his fingers to return to the task that he had left unfinished.

The line of naked skin down the center of his body increased in length, and then there was a small, light pink bow, followed by a tiny belly button, before the shirt had been undone completely. However, Peter only saw very little of his newfound nakedness, and his eyes went directly to that lacy undergarment that carefully held a pair of feminine mounds, unmistakable by their shape and contour.

Yuki did not dress in revealing clothing, and Peter could recall no day when he had seen even a hint of the girl's assets. Normally, they were hidden beneath sweaters and shirts, and other clothing that didn't have any diving necklines. But today was a day like none before it, and Peter's eyes memorized everything they could, widening to take in the grand vision of the girl's breasts as the shirt was peeled back and removed from his arms, before falling to the floor.

His body was still as a statue then, arms at his sides frozen in place. He blinked only when his eyes were absolutely dry, and inhaled only