Letting Loose

Tom couldn't believe he was actually inside Abby's body. After the procedure in swap class, he finished the school day like normal. It didn't really hit him until he was in her house and changing her clothes. Looking down, he gripped his pink tank top, stretching the straps over his shoulders. He pulled it down, revealing an impressive cleavage held at bay by a tight black bra. These are nice, he thought to himself. He tore off the tank top as well as his gray pants until it was just his new body in lean black underwear. She takes care of her body alright.

He lifted the black neck strap around his head. He was confused where the connection point on the bra was until he realized it was sportswear. I see she prefers to live in comfort. He pulled the entire thing off but held his breasts out of sight with a handbra, wanting to reveal his body's assets slowly and methodically.

With a handful in each palm, Tom started subtly moving his hands up his chest. He gently squeezed his boobs into cleavage until they finally came loose from his grip. They fell about an inch before bouncing in their rightful place and jiggling to a stop, remaining as perky as ever. He paused for a moment to take in what he just felt.

He began walking around his room to acutely record the sensations of how his boobs bounced with his body movement. Starting slow, he stepped one foot after the other, making a small circle in his borrowed bedroom. They remained almost completely still, only jostling slightly on the downfoot. He picked up the pace, slightly jogging and then running to feel the impact of a braless jaunt. Now they were making impacts. Finally he stood still and began doing jumping jacks. They jumped up and down as much as he did. God, Abby's body is incredible.