Jasmine ran weeping into her room, slamming the door behind her. She stopped in front of her mirror and gazed at her reflection while wiping the blinding tears away. She had been utterly embarrassed at her school, and she blamed it entirely on Jade Delaway!
Sighing heavily as her tears subsided, she took note of her appearance and felt the familiar sadness creep up on her. Despite being a senior in high school, she looked only twelve. The plaid school uniform skirt made her look like she had no hips and the pale white of her shirt did nothing against her pale skin. Turning away in disgust, she threw herself on her bed and thought about Jade and all her perfection. Jade had the tan, the long wavy blonde hair, the hour-glass figure, the legs that looked like they went on forever, and worst of all, the perfect face. Jasmine thought cattily, Jade was also a super-bitch!
And all I did was talk to her boyfriend, Jasmine thought disgustedly. Allen had asked her a question about the math homework and Jasmine was more than happy to help. Little did she know that jealous Jade would actually walk behind her and pull down Jasmine's skirt in front of everyone in the hallway! Everyone laughed as they saw beet-red Jasmine in her cotton underwear! Then Jade actually said, "Why would MY boyfriend ever talk to a disgustingly little girl like you?" before walking away dragging Allen behind her.
Jasmine sighed and rolled onto her back. Even though she looked like she was only twelve, she had the thoughts that any normal eighteen year-old would have about sex. In fact, she actually thought about it more since she never had guys hit on her. Yet, she knew that she would never be able to live out her fantasies.
Despite this, she realized that she still had to do her report on her family and decided work was better than feeling sorry for herself. Climbing the stairs to attic, she started to go through her great-grandmother's books despite warnings by her mother not to. Jasmine reasoned that there would be nothing wrong in it since it was for school!
Dust flew up as she uncovered book after boring book. Coughing, she accidentally dropped a book and a piece of folded paper slipped out.
Picking up the paper, she picked it up and read the title: Body Transfer
Jasmine gasped as she read on that her great-grandmother was able to transfer out of her body and into another. It was a talent that ran in her family that few members knew about and could do. Furthermore, it only worked on someone that was considered by the soul to be an enemy and world work for only twenty-four hours. Jasmine smiled devilishly when she thought of how Jade had tortured her growing up. Jade was certainly an enemy!
Jasmine awoke and realized it was 11am. Groaning, she realized that she had overslept. She had stayed up late trying to learn how to get her power to work. OK, she decided, it was time. Lying back on her bed, she concentrated on having her mind transfer into Jade's body while Jade's mind would lose consciousness. She felt as if she was floating freely before abruptly feeling as if she was slamming into a mental wall. In reality, she HAD just run into a wall.
"It worked!" Jasmine gasped as she held her now tan hands in front of her face.
"What's your problem?" Cassie, Jade's best friend, asked in reference to her dropping her books and running into the wall. Memories of the harassing that Cassie gave her over the years filled her mind.
"Nothing, I'm just seeing things clearly, you bitch," she said as she backhanded the open-mouthed girl. Jasmine quickly walked away into the girl's bathroom. Entering the stall, she removed her clothes to look at her new body. Jasmine smiled as she looked down. She was now well fit with an hourglass figure. If she had to guess, she was say she was 34-24-34. Picking up the bra, she looked and saw 36C, and adjusted the measurements to 36-24-34. Looking further down, she saw that Jade had apparently shaved all her pubic hair. Oh, this will be fun!
Putting the school uniform on, she noticed that the skirt was quite short, most likely from an alteration. Picking up the wisp of underwear, she laughed. No need for these! Then, she left the bathroom, ready for a day of fun.
She knew Allen would be in lunch so she looked for him in the cafeteria. She found him with a bunch of his friends in a table in the corner of the room.
"Hi, sweetie!" she said as she sat in his lap.
Surprised, he opened his mouth in greeting but was interrupted by her sudden kiss.
"Mind if I sit here?" she asked sweetly.
"Sure!" he said, surprised at his girlfriend's attitude. Repositioning herself, she sat with her back to his front so she could look at his friends, too, while they ate. Scooting a little forward, she moved her hand behind her and over the denim, lightly stroked Allen's quickly growing cock. Trying to get her to stop, he pulled her tightly against him. In response, Jasmine spread her legs so her feet were on the sides of the chair.
"What are you doing?" he asked, as he began heavily breathing.
"I'm not wearing any underwear," she said innocently. She laughed inwardly as his friends all "dropped" something on the floor and bent to pick it up simultaneously.
Allen decided to play her game and brought his hand to touch her dripping pussy. His eyes widen and he whispered, "Wow, you want it bad!"