Lisa becomes Raven Kane The New World of SwapTech chapter 5 by deleted_user

Lisa felt the cool air kiss the exposed swell of her breasts, the tight pull of leather hugging every curve, the delicious ache in her thighs from four-inch stilettos she somehow knew how to walk in. Her heartbeat was faster, stronger; her skin tingled with hyper-awareness. Between her legs, a slick, insistent heat she'd never felt from the inside before. No cock. Just... absence turned into velvet hunger. Nipples hard against silk lining. Lips painted crimson, full and sensitive. Long hair brushing bare shoulders like a caress.

She looked down—her body now—and saw manicured nails, delicate wrists, the deep plunge of cleavage rising with each breath.

Across the casino floor, Mark blinked through new eyes.

He was in the grifter—broad shoulders, rough stubble, the heavy swing of a cock half-hard in tailored trousers just from looking at her. The world smelled sharper: perfume, cigar smoke, money. His voice, when he tested it, came out low and gravelly.

"Lisa?" he said—except it wasn't his voice.

Lisa turned. Elena Voss's perfect face smiled back at him, slow and filthy.

"Mark," she purred, voice like smoke and sex. "Fuck. This feels..."

She stepped closer, hips rolling in a way that made both of them groan. The dress slit high enough to flash thigh with every move.

"...incredible," she finished.

Mark reached out—his new hand rough, calloused—and cupped the side of her face. "You okay?"

Raven/Lisa leaned into the touch, then dragged those crimson nails down his chest. "More than okay. I can feel everything. Every heartbeat. Every pulse between my legs. God, Mark, I'm so fucking wet already."

He swallowed hard, feeling his borrowed cock thicken. "We should... explore. Carefully. See how far the story lets us go."

Raven's eyes sparkled with wicked delight. "Or we could skip the heist entirely and find a dark corner of this casino. Right now."

She pressed her body against his—soft tits crushing against his hard chest, hips grinding just enough to make him hiss.

Mark groaned. "Jesus. You're evil in this body."

"I'm evil in every body," she whispered, lips brushing his ear. "Question is... do you want to stay here and play thief with me? Or should we hit Return, go back to our boring couch... and talk about how much you want to fuck your wife while she's wearing Elena Voss's skin?"