"Oh god, that pussy feels so damn good!" Mrs. Stephenson grunted, watching her former body bounce up and down on her new throbbing cock, courtesy of the neighbor boy from next door. "Ooooh... I really think we should be trying to figure out how we're supposed to swap back, though."
"Don't you dare bring that up right now," she heard her old voice scold with exasperation. "This body of yours is way too goddamn horny, and I'm nowhere near done. Just fuck me already!"
She'd invited him over to help with some yard work the moment the Great Shift hit. Mrs. Stephenson's body was all worked up from watching him work, and when she landed in his body all flooded with young man libido, it took no time at all for them to end up naked.
"Fine," she groaned, lifting him off and throwing him prone onto the couch. "You want a fucking? I know you're gonna like this." She pounded from behind for a while more. The echoes of her old voice filled the house.
She thrust harder and faster, until finally she felt she was about to explode. She barely had time to pull out, and looking down at her own greedy eyes she unloaded herself all over her own chest. He laid back panting, covered in warm cum, and smirked.
"So, you still want to figure out what's going on?" he said. "Or should we go for another round?"