Time for an Upgrade (F2F Body Theft)

By M Wills

Kendra still holds a grudge against Dave for the way he dumped her for Lucy as soon as life started looking good.

Lucy. The little blonde airhead from the office. The trust fund party girl who only took a job at Dave's office to land a man.

Now Kendra has an opportunity to get her man back and make Lucy pay...by stealing Lucy's body. But she's not going to wreck Lucy's life. Oh no.

She has a much better idea.

She's going to upgrade her own life by staying inside Lucy's body forever.

This 7000+ word story is a dark tale of revenge and contains female to female body swaps and explicit erotic scenes.

• Language: English
• Publisher: M Wills
• Release date: Jun 18, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463712900

M Wills

There's something alluring about body swaps, sexual and freeing at the same time. I love to explore all sides of the phenomenon: the kinky, the dirty, the loving, the degrading, the amazing. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

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Time for an Upgrade

F2F Body Theft

by M. Wills

© 2019 M. Wills

Cover photo: © Depositphotos.com / AllaSerebrina

Cover design: Evie Foy

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This is a work of fiction. All characters and events reside solely in the author's imagination, and any resemblance to actual people, alive or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters are eighteen years of age or older.

No portion of this work can be reproduced in any way without the prior written consent from the author with the exception for a fair use excerpt for review and editorial purposes.

This title is for adults only. It contains explicit sex acts, adult themes, and material that some might find offensive.

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Time for an Upgrade

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Dave

Dave sat back in bed and watched Lucy getting dressed. She slid on stockings and shimmied into a clingy skirt, her soft blonde waves bouncing as she moved about their room. Her nails—meticulously painted in deepest red—swept over her shirt, buttoning it up, a stark contrast against the white, silky material. Dave already missed the gentle swell of her breasts as they disappeared beneath the shirt.

It wasn’t particularly fair, and it certainly wasn’t kind, but he found himself playing compare and contrast, reflecting back on the times he’d sat in a similar position and watched Kendra getting ready for work.

Lucy was all polish and lingerie; everything about her a little delicate and a little frilly, the epitome of form over function. Kendra, in contrast, had been pure function. No lace, no lingerie, no polish; just shapeless scrubs and a utilitarian ponytail - the same outfit every workday for two years.

Reminiscing about Kendra stirred up the usual combo of feelings - a twinge of guilt for dumping her so suddenly… immediately countered by a hefty dose of smug satisfaction at the girlfriend upgrade.

Dave resented the sliver of lingering guilt. Dumping Kendra—though admittedly a little harsh—was all but inevitably, really. It was the way the world worked. Opportunities presented themselves, needs changed, people moved on.

They’d been 24 and perfectly suited when they’d met. They’d spent three—busy and exhausting—years together. Three years of trying to get their careers off the ground. Three years of long hours, late nights and cheap takeout. Three years of crappy rented apartments and shitty Ikea couches. Three years of grungy road trip vacations in budget hotels. Three years of weighty