“You dumb bitch,” Cedric giggled in his new, delicate voice, “that’s right keep running.”

Most body hoppers prefer to keep a low profile to reduce the risk of being discovered and caught, but after countless years and just as many mounts, some like Cedric have the itch for the thrill of making a public performance out of his grim work. 
It was fun for a while, living a life of pure pleasure as a… was this body the priest or the rich playboy? Whatever, with the way Cedric ran his mounts into the ground, it didn’t matter who or what they were before; all that was left was a used up husk of a person. In any case, it was time to trade in for a new model, and the red-haired woman getting into her car was a prime choice. The poor girl didn’t stand a chance, her consciousness getting pushed into his old decrepit body the moment she started her car, and watched dumbfounded as it- and her body- peeled off. 

Despite Cedric’s annoyance he couldn’t help be amused with how well the woman was keeping pace with the car, considering how much abuse he put on his old mount. An outstanding display of resilience, but that wouldn’t help her in the least. It was doubtful that within his former disheveled male body, high beyond belief, chasing after a car, all while raving about having her body stolen was going to have the results Cedric’s victim was hoping for, which will make his escape all the more easy to pull of.
 
Cedric maintained his eyes on the road- he wasn’t reckless enough to throw away his long life by being stupid- but it was difficult to concentrate when his long nails grazed a pleasant surprise of pierced nipples.  “Ooh, naughty girl…” He purred, as a warmth spread in his nether regions. It’d been so long since he had a vagina of his own, and was eager to get back in practice with it. But first, after gaining a healthy distance away from the crime scene, Cedric would have to take stock of his body, figure out this woman’s name and where she lived, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t have a little treat for a job well done.