Jeremy couldn't help but smile as the stranger pounded him from behind. Only a few days ago a girl in his psych class was upset about getting cat-called on her way over to the building. "Men are perverts," she declared to nobody in particular. Jeremy should have kept his mouth shut. Instead he protested a bit too much, and he'll never forget the deadly stare she gave him.
He woke up the next morning in a completely new body, and he quickly learned he was being forced to act out every little sexual fantasy that popped into the heads of the men around him. He'd done so many depraved things that at this point getting fucked in public seemed almost routine. Still, there was something irresistably fun about it. He loved the feeling of being used.
He was already looking forward to what thoughts the next man might plant into his head. Part of him wasn't sure if this was really being forced on him, or if he secretly wanted it the whole time. Men are certainly perverts, but Jeremy might have always been the biggest pervert of all.