Teasing's Easier With Tits

"You wish you had these tits." My friend Ammad taunted me from inside his mount's body.

My friend Ammad recently acquired bodyhopping powers from a magic scroll he'd gotten from a weird shop in the mall that I'd never seen before. Ever since, he'd been living it up. Hot chick? Hop her. Want to fuck her? Hop her boyfriend. Bad grades? Hop the teacher. 

His favorite pastime recently had been taunting me. He just hopped Maile, the hottest girl in our college and texted me. 

I met up with him for lunch at a restaurant nearby. He got there before me so I walked in and found Maile's body.

"Uh... hey... Ammad." I said, nervously. A goddess was sitting across the table from me.

"Hahaha!" He laughed, pointing. "I'm so hot I literally make you sound retarded." His tits bounced as he laughed, and I looked down. He was wearing this top that had a split in the middle, giving a window to the glorious cleavage he now had.

"Hey, my eyes are up here." He said as I stared at them. He reached up his hands and started pushing them in toward his chest, smushing and squeezing. I was literally drooling.

"Ammad. Let me touch." I said, my eyes locked in on his cleavage.

"Nope! I love seeing you sweat." He said, smiling now. "You wish you had these tits. You wish you could squeeze them whenever you want. Pick at the little nipples, watch them get hard."

I was drooling again.

"You wish you could feel your pussy getting wet, squelch inside your panties when you walk around. I bet you're imagining how it feels to have a clit tucked up inside you, throbbing. And you can rub it all you want, cause it's yours! It's literally between your legs. YOUR pussy." He wiggled side to side, giggling.

"OKAY!" I shouted. Other people turned to look.

I restarted, quieter now. "I do want that body. I want it. I want to play with it, finger it, cum all over it. If I have to be inside it to do that, then that's what I want. I want Maile, I always have, and if you're Maile, then I want you."

"Well you're not gonna do any of that gay shit while I'm in here. Even if I did fuck anyone, I'd fuck someone else to rile you up! Your acorn dick probably would make my pussy yawn anyway. My body, my choice. Next time make sure you're the one with the hopping powers."

"Ammad, you don't have to be a dick about it! Yeah. I wish I got the powers. But you aren't gonna help your oldest friend? You don't have to fuck me, but at least let me grab a boob!"

He thought for a second.

"No, I don't think I will."

He stood up, and started walking away. 

"Where are you going?" I asked, staring at Maile's ass. 

"Playing with my tits made me horny. I'm gonna go goon in the bathroom for a bit."

He kept walking away. I ordered some food from our waitress, and it even came out before Ammad returned.

Why was he being such an asshole about this? I'd been there with him through thick and thin, when his bike got stolen, when he got in trouble for vaping in the bathroom. Why couldn't he help me out? His difficulties getting women had been magically solved, and he was so ungrateful he couldn't even help me with mine, even one percent. 

Eventually, I saw him round the corner and take a seat. He was grinning ear to ear.

"Well?" I said, eyeing him up, more than a little frustrated.

"It's awesome. I just came three times. God, I love having a pussy."

I was pissed, but turned on. 

Fuck Ammad.