Swapped at Burning Man

By Alyson Belle

"This weekend was supposed to be about fun, drugs, and getting laid. But now that this weird chick turned me into a busty, sex-crazed bimbo, I'm the one making sure everyone get laid! What's a girl to do?"

Jake Thomas has always heard stories about the crazy, wild things that go on at the Burning Man festival in Nevada’s Black Rock Desert, and this year he’s worked up the nerve to ask his Burner friends to bring him along with them. But when they arrive, they’re pretty disappointed to discover that Jake hasn't packed at all correctly for the harsh, desert landscape.

No problem, Jake figures! Taking is the other part of giving, so he’ll just take whatever he needs from the generosity of strangers, whether it’s food, water, or drugs. But when a mysterious girl in a silver bikini takes issue with Jake’s bad attitude, she slips him a pill in the cool interior of her tent to teach him a lesson about the importance of learning to give.

Now Jake is trapped in the body of a gorgeous, golden-haired vixen whose form was just made for pleasure. And thanks to the MDMA he took right before his transformation, he’s afraid he’s going to be giving a whole lot of that pleasure to anyone and everyone who wanders along his path...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alyson Belle
• Release date: Dec 21, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463221747

Alyson Belle

Alyson Belle is a bestselling romance and erom author who has had a passion for transformation and body swap stories for as long as she can remember. She now delights in sharing her passion with the world by writing some of the sexiest stories around. With Alyson in control, your hottest fantasy ever is always just a click away...~~~ Visit my site for a FIVE FREE BOOKS including a copy of Forbidden Flirtations, a sexy, sizzling-hot story you can only get on my website! ~~~ Copy and Paste URL: http://alysonbelle.com/free-books/

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SWAPPED AT BURNING MAN

by

Alyson Belle

Copyright © 2017 Alyson Belle

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All characters in this book are over the age of 18 (18+ only). All characters, locations, and situations are entirely fictional representations and any resemblance to real world scenarios are entirely coincidental.

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An excerpt from Swapped at Burning Man:

The silver bikini and thong that Katelyn had left me in exposed far more of me than I was used to, as a guy who normally went around in a t-shirt and jeans, and it was weird to feel so exposed — especially in front of this strange man. I jostled myself gently as Keith stroked me, feeling the smooth tightness of the fabric pull against my skin and bring the weird sensations of my new body along with it. The top felt tight around my boobs, which themselves were strange and heavy (though extremely pleasurable), and the thin fabric of the thong ran down between my asscheeks in a way that would have been uncomfortable except for the fact that it was barely more than a string. The bottom snaked between my legs and slid tight against my pussy, which appeared to be shaved totally hairless, and now that I was taking stock of my bodily sensations I noticed how warm and wet my sex felt.

In fact, it was really wet. I wiggled and sighed. It couldn’t possibly have anything to do with Keith’s hand on my back, could it?

But the warm, insistent pressure between my shoulders was definitely contributing to my own warm insistent pressure between my legs. Whether I wanted him or not, my body was sure into the idea of Keith taking me and having his way with me.

I blushed. In fact, even thinking about Keith laying me back, taking my top off, and running his hot tongue over my breasts… sliding a few fingers between my legs… I shuddered at how my whole body zinged with anticipatory sensation at the mental images. It was strange, because I’d never had feelings like these for a guy before. It just seemed like the most obvious, natural thing in the world to me now, though.

You’re awfully wiggly, sweetheart, Keith noted with a warm, friendly smile.

I blushed harder. I think the molly is kicking in, I said, looking away from him and trying not to squirm at the growing pressure between my legs.

There wouldn’t be anything gay about fucking a guy right now, would there be? I mean, I was a girl. A girl about to hit a molly trip hard, where I’d want to feel every element of my body as intimately as possible with whomever was handy. If I was going to be stuck in this body for a while, I was going to need to let go of any hangups I had and just roll with things. Wasn’t that what burning man was all about? That and giving?

Maybe Keith and I had something we could give to each other…

I looked back at him, noticing for the first time how pretty, deep and blue his eyes were. Those eyes probably charmed the panties off lots of girls, if my body’s reaction was any indication. How often do you get an opportunity like this? I wondered. I think I need to just let loose and explore a little. This isn’t exactly a normal situation.

Keith, I said, rubbing up against him sensually. Could you hold me in your arms? Just for a while?

He only hesitated for half a moment before looping his arms around my shoulders. Of course, darlin’. Whatever makes you feel more comfortable. I can’t believe Katelyn just left you here like this, but I’ll take care of you.

He smelled amazing, and I’d never felt so safe before as I did now with his big, strong arms encircling my slender limbs. My hands rested on my lap, just inches from the bulge in his crotch. I noticed it had stiffened considerably while he’d been sitting here with me. couldn’t keep my eyes off of it. My pussy ached for it, and my body wanted him so bad.

I moved my hand, just a couple of inches, to rest a few light fingertips on the place where his manhood swelled beneath his jeans.

Our eyes met again, and a flash of surprise registered in the blue of his