I'm the Quarterback's New Girlfriend
Bent over the counter in my girlfriend's body, she was fucking me from behind saying, "No more muscles for you! They’re MINE now! No more fucking the cheerleaders after practice, now YOU get to be fucked! You were a shitty boyfriend, but I’M the quarterback now and YOU’RE the cheerleader. God I love how POWERFUL I feel fucking your soft weak body!"
I whimpered, "Please Jenna… I don’t want to be you!"
"Please WHO?" she cut me off, "YOU’RE Jenna, that’s all anyone sees when they look at you! You’re MY girlfriend!"
"But I don’t know how to be you!"
"That’s the best part! Think about football, you don’t even really understand the game anymore! I know all the plays, and YOU know all the dance moves the head cheerleader should know!"
"omigod… I really AM you now!"
"No, you’re YOU, Jenna, and you’re going to be for the rest of your life!"