This body is a trap and I now know I'll never escape it. I had just turned 21 and was celebrating my new legal adulthood when I first saw her. She was maybe 10 years older than me. Mature, but still the most erotically sexy women I had ever seen. Somehow, I ended up in her bed and the sex was breathtaking. We fell asleep in each others arms. When I awoke, I knew something was radically different, somehow, I had become my mature sexy woman! I found a short note written in my old hand that said:
I'm sorry. I was her for 3 years and I had to get out. The never changing body, the monotony of sex, lust and pleasure. I couldn't take it anymore. I wasn't the first and I'm sure you won't be the last. I am pretty sure the occupiers of that body have all been men. When you want out bad enough, you will swap with another man and the cycle will continue. Good luck.
That's all it said. I stared at my reflection for what seemed like hours. The longer I looked the more comfortable I became. Finally I bathed and dressed. When I looked in the mirror, I was shocked to discover the clothes were different. Still revealing and sexy, but new. My hair was styled and makeup appeared as if professionally applied. That night I took my first man to my bed and it was wonderful. He had looked like he could use a friend. The next morning he was gone and the process started over again. I've been in this body nearly 20 years now. I've been with thousands of men and hundreds of women and I've learned a few facts. For one, this body has not aged a single day. I start each day just as sexy, just as beautiful as the day before. I seem naturally attracted to the lonely, the down trodden and the ones who just need a friend, as if my sole purpose is to bring a little pleasure into their lives. The pleasure I receive only grows with each encounter. This is why I say it is a trap. No matter what my rational mind might think, I know deep down in my soul, I never want this to end.