He couldn’t help but stare. She was extremely well endowed, more than he could imagine was naturally possible. He would often look up from his phone to sneak a peak. He hoped she didn’t notice how often he looked.
About halfway through the ride the train jolted to a sudden stop. Blake felt like he was thrown out of his seat. In reality, only his spirit flew; his body stayed where it was.
The weight on his chest was unignorable. His soul had been thrown from his body, and it was now inside the body of the woman he had been staring at. He was now her with all her endowments.