Jillian was terribly upset when she was informed that she was swapped at birth, and was downright devastated when she found out not only her birth body was male, but that it was currently being occupied by Jared. Jillian never understood why her brother spent so much time hanging out with the pervert, but it would seem she’d be forced to become more familiar with him than anyone else. Every sweaty, hairy inch. It had barely been two weeks and she was about to lose it. When she got the invitation to lunch with the asshole who stole her body, she doubted it would make her feel better, but she couldn’t pass up seeing herself, even if it wasn’t “her” anymore. 

Jillian wasn’t at the booth yet before getting mad. She had spotted Jared, still wearing one of his shlubby t-shirts, cut up to show off as much skin as he could. She thought that was bad enough, but almost had an aneurysm when he locked eyes with her, casually stretching his arms over his head to reveal how short he cut the shirt. Quickly shuffling over, Jillian averted her gaze upon sitting down. The last thing she wanted was to give him the satisfaction of engaging, making a scene so everyone’s attention in the mall would find itself squarely on HER tits.

Jared sensed her frustrations and let loose a smirk. “Forgot my wallet.” he lied, “Would the cashier’ve comped me if I’d’ve dressed ‘appropriately?’ Probably, but can’t risk the chance- whatEVER would they do to me if they locked me away for not paying?”  

Jillian tried to hide how angry and hurt she felt. Not that she ever thought about doing such a perverted act, but now, with her flabby manboobs, she’d more likely be arrested than receive free food if she tried. “We’ll see if it’s still all fun and games when you get my period. Should be any day, now.” she mumbled bitterly.

Jared cocked his head, unfazed, “MY period, but yeah, we’ll see. Do you wanna know why you’re here or not?”

Jillian rolled her eyes, but Jared continued, “I have a date in a couple days-” she stood up to leave, “No, no, wait. He’s a hot enough guy, but if something happens… I don’t want my first time to be with a stranger. And I figured, y’know, you learned some stuff while you were in this body, know what makes it tick.” he looked bashful, that shit-eating grin fading for the first time in the conversation, “Take it from me: girls aren’t gonna be lining up for you, now. I don’t know if it’ll be like a final send-off, or hate sex, or whatever, but I think this’ll be a good step for the both of us. Healthy.” 

Jillian wanted to be furious. How DARE this creep whore it up in her body! But the chubby boner growing in her pants had other ideas. She still had dreams, ones where she kept her old body, where she could still barely experience the memory of how explosive a good female orgasm was. Maybe sex would get her close to that feeling, at least closer than her previous, pitiful attempts at jerking off. And perhaps, Jillian was ashamed that she was thinking like this, she could live vicariously through Jared when she’d get him to come, squirming underneath her in pleasure.