Men are so easy (Patreon)

Bernadette closed her eyes as her newest boyfriend massaged her feet. "That feels wonderful," she said in almost a moan. He would've been perfect for her old 77-year-old body. But her current 20-year-old body was enjoying it almost just as much as she would've in her old body. She opened her eyes and smiled at him. Rick's eyes remained locked onto her own. "How long have you been a masseur for?"

"Couple of years," he said. "I don't normally do this for free, though."

"Who says this is going to be free," she said with a naughty smile. It was only her fifth day in her new body, and she planned on actually sharing it with another person. Rick was a body building massage therapist with the body of a Greek god - he looked like the perfect person to share a bed with. "Once we're done, I'll make it up to you."

Nodding, his fingers became stronger at the sound of that as she winked at him. Men were so much easier when you were young and beautiful. She couldn't believe how much fun she was having. It was like being in college all over again. Learning new subjects and meeting news friends were experiences she'd missed for decades. She loved every minute of it. Thanks to a body donor program, she was able to have her brain transferred into a willing host in exchange for a lump sum of money. The willing host was always young and willing to do anything to secure future finances for their families. That was the whole point of the program. Of course, many families were in large amounts of debt thanks to the latest recession, but that wasn't an issue Bernadette cared to think about.

The only thing she was focused on was living life and getting used to her new name. "We're almost done - but I want to give you a lot more than just a foot rub," Rick said. "Let's head upstairs. We're going to use the massage table next."

Bernadette giggled excitedly. "Ooooh, I can't wait!”