Here's adumbjojoke's caption, who was the first place winner of my raffle and requested a fun story where a guy swaps bodies with his busty neighbor!

Art by: GAOlukchup

Part 2: Here

Check out my Linktree to follow me elsewhere.
Join my Discord to hang out and chat or participate in our other channels.
Check out my Deviantart page for Commissions and Premium Collections

“Agh~ Why now?” She could feel the heat building up in her loins and chest as they demanded attention from her. She scouted her surroundings as her left hand wandered underneath her skirt and panties. Kevin was having a hard time adjusting to the body he was now inhabiting as it came with a lot of ties. Firstly, the shock of being a woman was already a lot and he had to also keep up his appearance as his neighbor and figure out her job. The worst part for him however was just how distracting this body was, it demanded attention every couple of hours and it was drastically cutting into everything else he needed to do. “I should really find somewhere more private but…” Kevin continued to tease his demanding pussy, occasionally checking to see that no one was around her cubicle.

You see, it was a little over a week ago when Kevin had accidentally swapped bodies with his neighbor Samantha. He was jobless and short on cash so he had decided to sell some of his old inventions from when he was a scientist for a now bankrupt company. The accident had occurred when he fell off the ladder to his attic while holding a box of various inventions that had never worked which resulted in Samantha and him swapping bodies.

At first he used up Samantha's sick time to stay home and attempt to fix the situation they found themselves in but he kept getting distracted by this office slut’s urges. That was also ignoring the fact that he honestly had no idea what had caused this in the first place, none of his inventions had worked in the first place and it’s not like there were any public sources for mind swapping technology. With Samantha’s sick time being up he was forced to pretend to go to her job and pretend to be her while Samantha attempted to find a job while in his body.

“Fuck~ This feels good!~” Kevin hadn’t realized that he had spaced out and was loudly moaning as his other hand had crept up to grope his well-endowed chest. “I’m so close!~”

“Am I interrupting something?” A husky voice suddenly piped up behind Kevin.

Kevin felt his cheeks go from flushed to crimson as he embarrassingly got caught masturbating. “No I uh- was just stretching!” He had yanked his hands from where they were and attempted to feign stretching.

“Okay… Anyways, I was just gonna see if you wanted to get lunch out with the team. That is, if you’re not busy.”

“Oh yeah! I’d love that…” Kevin squinted at his coworker's name badge, “Jeff!”

Not wanting to admit he was caught, Kevin decided to smooth things over by going out for lunch with Samantha’s coworkers. It ended up being a nice opportunity to learn all of their names and get to know them a bit better, especially if he had to continue to pretend to be Samantha. He could also swear that Jeff was trying to subtly flirt with him throughout the meal. He had sat across from Kevin and between smalltalk had complimented his outfit and the fact that he was ‘glowing’ today, whatever that meant. Regardless, it seemed to be working as not being able to satisfy his urges from earlier and receiving compliments had made Kevin really wet down there.

The rest of the lunch break went by smoothly and they were back to work but, with everyone being back in the office and Jeff constantly dropping by for chit-chat, Kevin never managed to find release which just kept growing throughout the day.

--------------------------------------------------

“Phew, am I glad to be home!” Kevin closed the front door to Samantha’s house, which he was currently residing in, and tossed his purse onto the couch where he plopped down next to it. “God you’re so needy!” He immediately began working on his aching groin, as those 6 hours of waiting were beginning to drive him mad. “God!~” He inserted two fingers into his vagina as his thumb rubbed circles on his clitoris. “Fuck~”

His second attempt at taming his body's urges was interrupted by a loud and sudden banging on the door. “Kevin!” A familiar voice shouted through the door, “Have you made any progress?!” They knocked relentlessly on the poor door.

Kevin sighed as he put his undergarments back in place, “I’m coming! Sheesh.” He opened the door to the still odd sight of his body standing impatiently in his doorway. “What do you need Samantha?”

“What do I need?! I’m stuck in your jobless bum of a body and you ask what I need?” Kevin’s old body shouted at him, the sarcasm was not lost on him. “Have you made any progress on fixing your stupid machine?”

“No, I haven’t. I’ve been busy keeping appearances at your job. Or do you want both of us to be unemployed?”

“That doesn’t matter! It’s been over a week now and I’m tired of living your life. You’re poor and your body stinks. Plus I can’t find any jobs and I’m about to lose your house. I’m gonna have to-”

Kevin shut the door on his incessant neighbor. He felt bad about what happened but between her, his body's needs, and honestly having no idea how to swap them back he felt like he had enough. He slouched back on the door as he slowly slumped down to the ground. His quim was burning with a need for release and it had been driving him mad for half the day now. “Agh~” He stuck his hand back underneath his panties as Samantha started pounding on the door.

“I’m not done with you! Open the door!”

“Fuck!~” Maybe he just needed to accept what had happened, he had a well paying job, was now a hot and young woman in her prime. He could easily get Samantha arrested on harassment and her screaming about having her body stolen would just help with that. Hell he might try to get with Jeff, see if he could help with his intense urges. “Hah~ Maybe after this though~” He continued to ravage his pussy with his left hand as he tweaked and groped his breast with his right hand. After this quick session of rubbing one out he’d have a very important call to make.