Adam hit it off with a gorgeous brunette at the bar named Lilith, and even managed to score a ride back to her apartment. His luck ran out there, however, as he drunkenly struggled to free his date from her lingerie.
"There's too many straps!" His date laughed. "What, not enough experience unhooking these?" Adam blushed, ashamed. Lilith smirked. "Don't worry, I'll help." Grabbing Adam's hands, she muttered something under her breath before kissing him deeply. Adam closed his eyes, dizzy, but when he opened them he was even more disoriented. He saw his clone staring back, and his chest felt so heavy! He fell back, feeling much jigglier, and wetter, than he was used to.
"What...?" the silky feminine voice came out of his mouth now, as he watched his body laugh. "Don't worry, gorgeous, you've got all the time you need to navigate that." Lilith in Adam's body said, running masculine hands down Adam's chest and grabbing at his erect member through his boxers. "In the meantime, I'll see if I can bring home a few more partners."
The door slamming behind the bodysnatcher as she left, Adam was left to contemplate the borrowed curves, his mind overwhelmed with the wet ache of a pussy and the heaving breasts with erect nipples. He ran his feminine hands over the silky curves and hooked his thumb under a strap on his shoulder. This was going to be an interesting night.