15 Sarah turns the tables

"What the actual fuck!"

Ben glared at me and Sarah. I felt small and useless, on the ground, but Sarah just looked bemused. Ben glanced at the helmet in her hands.

"Hand over the helmet, Sarah, and I'll consider us even."

"Yeah no." said Sarah

"Sarah…", Ben said menacingly.

But Sarah didn't even blink. She just smiled... and slammed the helmet down her own head. Ben tried to jump at her, but his legs slipped out from under him. He toppled to the floor just as Sarah's body collapsed back onto the bed.

"Ooooooh!" he -- Sarah -- said. "This is different."

She used Ben's hands to feel up his body, pausing at the crotch area.

"Really different."

I hesitated. What the hell was I supposed to do in this situation? I didn't really want Sarah controlling the helmet, but I sure as hell didn't want to be trapped in this room with an angry Ben. Maybe I could talk her into walking both bodies to her house and let her Dad deal with it?

Sarah was oblivious to my dilemma. And she was a lot less grossed out at being in a boy's body than I was, apparently. She ripped herself out of the dress and yanked down the panties I'd put him in and gasped.

"Woooah! Look at that thing!"

I did not, in fact, want to look at that thing.

She wiggled her hips about and giggled.

"It's growing!"

Sarah glanced at me, and blushed, then the eyes flicked over to her own sleeping body on the bed.

"Noooooo." I breathed.

"It's my own body though!" Sarah grinned. "I've always wanted to know what it was like as a boy."

She ran one of Ben's hands up her body's thigh.

"It's pretty wild that I can't feel anything in there."

She cupped her old body's crotch, then bent down and kissed herself. I could see she was getting aroused -- Ben's dick was fully hard now. Gross.

"Sarah…" I said, then stopped. I hadn't been trained for this situation!

"Should I let him remember, or nah?"

Sarah lent down and kissed her own lips again, sticking out Ben's tongue and slipping it into her mouth.

"Haha, this is so weird. I'd hate this from the other side."

She licked her own face and giggled.

I didn't know whether to run away or try to stop her. Instead, I felt myself freeze up. Was she really going to do it… with herself?

She made her way down her neck and chest, using Ben's face to kiss all the way down. She shoved his face between her meager boobs and tried to motorboat herself. It didn't really work -- Sarah wasn't built for that.

"Gah! I hate having little boobs!" she said aloud. I almost laughed at that despite myself -- seeing Ben complain about having small boobs was just so weird.

Sarah was now in the middle of pulling down her skirt. She bit her lip as she rubbed Ben's hands down the inside of her thighs. She leaned right down and grazed her pantie-covered-vagina with Ben's nose.

"Not bad!" she laughed, glancing at me.

"You're not actually going to…?" I trailed off. Sarah grabbed a fistful of her panties in either hand and used Ben's man-strength to tear them apart. It didn't look like it would have been particularly comfortable for Sarah's body, but I guess she didn't really care.

"I'm going to turn off his awareness riiiiiight as I go in!"

"Oh now that's evil." I mumbled, transfixed by the scene. Ben had always tried to perv on Sarah, he was probably straining so hard inside his body right now. Sarah grinned and lifted up her body's limp legs, putting them over each of her shoulders.

"Ready?"

Sarah lined herself up, trying to find the hole with an appendage -- I now knew -- that wasn't exactly as dexterous as a finger. I thought I could even see a subtle change in Ben's face as his consciousness faded away right before she thrust into her own body, moaning immediately.

"OH MY GOD!" shrieked Sarah. "IthinkImgonnacum"

She pulled out and thrust again, her eyes going unfocused as her mind was overcome by the pleasure from a male body.

"ImgoingtocumImgoingtocum" she moaned. She still sounded like a girl having sex, but coming out of a man's body, and with a man's voice.

She shut her eyes.

And then I realised how I could get back at her.

It was evil, it was horrid, it was… it was what she deserved. And maybe Ben deserved to experience sex with Sarah, after all.

I broke out of my stunned stupor and scrambled over to the bed. Ben's face was screwed up with pleasure, his eyes shut tight. "Oh my god, oh my god!"

Then I yanked the helmet off Sarah's head.

Ben's eyes instantly snapped open, his face a mix of shock and arousal. He stared down at the girl he was fucking, finding his dick already right at the edge of orgasm, and he gasped.

Sarah's meanwhile, flailed about oddly. "What the fuck!" she said. "I was so damn close! Now I'm nothing! Elle you bitch!"

She tried to swing at me but I was well out of reach. Ben kept pounding her and she gasped, glancing at him. Oh my god he's about to cum!"

I stared at the two of them, and then down at the helmet in my hands.

In for a penny in for a pound, ay?

I dropped to the ground right as Ben let out a grunt… a slipped the helmet on.

PLEASURE! CON-- CONCENTRATED PLEASURE!

It was like my clitoris was fifty times bigger and being rubbed from every side!

I grunted, strangely feeling no urge to moan, and felt something spurt out of me. Like I was squirting… but different.

I felt my body clench again, involuntarily, and another intense moment of pleasure. Squirting kind of felt more like a release, a weakness in the muscles as you just let go, this felt more like a powerful squeeze! Kind of like doing kegels, but stronger, and out of my control.

I gasped as the pleasure rapidly faded. It was over in a heartbeat. Sarah was staring at me, an angry look on her face. Ben's body was feeling weak and tired all of a sudden, and I felt very strange as I pulled his dick out of Sarah.

This Body Rentals thing was really getting out of hand.

"You deserved that." I said to Sarah, quietly. She slumped back onto the pillows.

"I suppose I did."

I smiled.

"Now get off me you bitch and let me clean up."

I didn't really want to clean up Ben's body, so I just squashed his genitalia back into the panties I'd made him wear earlier and then hunted around the room for a shirt to put on.

"What now?" I asked Sarah, who was wiping herself with some tissues.

"Now I missed my one chance to experience a guy's orgasm. We've got to take the helmet and receiver back to my Dad right away."

I pulled a pair of Ben's old trousers on as well. He'd wake up later wearing my panties again. Heh.

"Ooookay, I guess we'll chuck my body back in the trolley then?"

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