During A Storm #3: Kaylee & The Thief

 "This is so wild..." I said trailing off as I pressed my hands against my new breasts looking at my new body in the mirror.

I couldn't believe my eyes, yet it was real, I was in the body of a college aged girl of the house I was about to rob.

A massive storm rolled in and I figured it might be a good time to rob this house I had been casing. I had managed to get inside and was about to start loading stuff into my car when the family came home. I quickly hid inside this girls closet, my big male body felt so cramped, but I had to hide. Like all young girls do, she just laid down on her bed and started going through her phone, she definitely wasn't going to leave for a while. I cursed myself over and over, the storm made them come home from the sounds of what I hard the mother and father talking about. I thought that it would keep them away from the home cause they were already out.

My mind started racing, I needed to find a way out, and fast.

But lo and behold, my luck changed for the better. A loud crash came from outside and the lights flickered and suddenly I was looking down at a phone on my stomach on a white bed. My hands seemed smaller and had black painted fingernails. Long hair tickled my cheek and I realized that my chest felt, bigger? That's when everything came together, I was in the girls body! Then she must be...

The closet door flew open, my old body stumbled out and lunged for me. Thinking quickly and also on instinct, I screamed in my new high pitched voice.

"Give me my body back you psycho!" The girl in my body boomed as she wrestled with me. I tried to get her off of me, but my new strength wasn't what it used to be.

Another loud bang rang out, it was her father, he bust through the door to the girls room and pulled her off of me. A little bit of struggle later and she was out cold in my old body. The mother quickly dialed the police and her father rushed over to check on me.

"Kaylee, are you ok sweetie?" He asked.

I nodded and he helped me up and brought me into the living room. I said a few words here and there, also partially getting used to my new voice, and finally the cops arrived and took my old body away. The girl was kicking and screaming for her body back, and I gave her one last look as they took her away and smiled deviously.

Eventually I was left alone again and I laid down on her bed. I was only clad in a big black  jersey and simple gray short-shorts. Looking down at myself felt strange, no longer did I see the big muscly body I was used to. Instead I saw long smooth legs, two bumps on my chest and no evidence of penis at all. I fiddled with my hair for a minute, it was long and silky soft. I've never had hair this long before, and for some reason it made me feel really sexy. 

I turned my attention to my new chest and slowly brought my dainty hands up to cup my new breasts, they were soft like the rest of me, and as I played with them, found that they felt really good to touch.

I let out a soft low moan, letting the feeling of playing with them run through me. I pulled up the front of the jersey a bit to peer down it, and yep, there they were. Two perfect breasts sat right on my chest, nipples at full attention, Kaylee didn't even have a bra on. I sat up in my new bed and took off my shirt revealing my bare breasts. I sat pretzel-style on the bed in her half-naked body, she was very fit. She had a tight stomach and athletic looking legs. I looked over at the jersey and realized it was a soccer jersey, guess that explains that.

Next I took off my shorts, now I was only wearing her hot pink colored panties. Slowly, I slipped them off, revealing my new vagina and put my hand over it. I curiously dipped one of my fingers in, feeling my nail and my finger inside the walls of it turned me on immensely. I let out another low moan before I started rubbing that area slowly, taking my finger out and instead focusing on the hood of my clitoris.

"Fuck," I breathed, grabbing a breast.

It was difficult to describe what I was currently feeling. It was insanely pleasurable, I could gather that much, having boobs felt really good too. My breathing became heavier and my moaning became more frequent. Luckily the loud storm drowned out a lot of my feminine gasps.

Eventually I came and enjoyed my first of many earth-shattering female orgasms. My new body pulsed and my legs closed, it felt unbelievable. I lay there, feeling the afterglow of Kaylee's orgasm, enjoying the electricity that was running through my new frame.

"Ugh damn, that's going to become habit forming." I said to myself.

Shortly after, my new phone vibrated, and I checked it. The name that texted me was "Ryan", and it had a little heart next to it. He was texting me, asking if I was ok because he had found out what happened to "me" from my new family. I texted back and told him I was fine, shaken, but fine. Then I searched for her Instagram app, a girl like this has to have one. When I did, I started looking at her photos, a few were with the same guy, and sure enough when I checked the profile of the guy. It was Ryan. I grinned and started typing, asking Ryan if I could spend tomorrow with him. I got up and threw on one of her cute sweaters, snapping a bottomless photo and sending it to him.

He replied instantly with a yes.