As "Kim" got into the car she cuddled up close to Brad and placed her hand on his leg very close to his maleness. He couldn't understand her sudden display of overaffection, but he loved it, and it was having the effect that "Kim" was hoping for. All night long as they danced she held him so close that they felt like one body. She never missed an opportunity to touch him or place his hands on her breasts or butt to keep his manhood fully aroused. By the time they left the dance Brad was fully primed -- and "Kim" knew it. No matter how great was her inner turmoil, she knew that in less than an hour she would be the new "Kimberly Thomas".
"Kim" knew that Brad's parents were out of town for the weekend and she easily convinced him to invite her in to top off their fun for the night. She immediately led him into his bedroom where she slyly dropped her clutch bag at her feet. Brad bent down to pick it up and she immediately trapped his head between her legs. In her sultriest voice she whispered: "Brad sweetie, my feet hurt, would you be a real honey and please help me off with my shoes?". She sat on the bed as he unstrapped her ankle-strap sandals and slipped them off her feet. She knew he was now totally under her control. "Hon, they would feel so much better if you kissed them and massaged them". Without hesitation, Brad placed his lips against her pantyhosed feet and kissed them passionately. She had him kiss and massage her legs until his face was buried between her legs. She squeezed them together and said, "You know what I want". Brad gently pulled down her pantyhose, then slipped off her dress, bra and thongs. As he rolled her onto his bed, she slowly removed his clothes. Within minutes they were in a passionate embrace and kissing every portion of their bodies. Brad positioned himself over her body and she gradually helped guide his penis into her vagina. She felt nothing but the constant rubbing and thrusting of his body against hers. She knew she was now experiencing sex as "Kim" and wanted nothing else. As she felt his semen explode into her body, she felt a great satisfaction and warmth followed immediately by a cold chill that penetrated every cell of her body. She knew it was finished; the changes were now irreversible. She was doomed to her new life. She realized that her beautiful house, her elegant and expensive clothes and jewelry, her lovely children, her devoted and sexy husband, her comfortable life belonged to the little white tramp that now occupied her body. As she arose to dress, she stared at herself in the mirror on Brad's dresser as she arose to go to the bathroom. She wanted so badly to cry, but all she could do was smile at her new face and in Kim's sexiest voice whisper, "Hello Kim, it's so nice to finalily be you".