Not the night I was expecting (Patreon)

Laura glanced at her boyfriend, Chase, with a sultry look in her eyes. They were staying at an expensive resort for a friend's wedding, and she had hoped to make the most of their time together. Unfortunately, Chase had overindulged in the festivities, leaving him too drunk to reciprocate her advances or even hold a conversation. This saddened Laura, particularly because she had invested a significant amount of money to rent her current body. She masturbated beside him and moaned as loudly as she could, but Chase wasn’t having it. He snored the night away and left Laura alone in her bliss.

She quickly wiped herself off as she rolled off the bed. In an effort to have some real fun, Laura had paid a visit to the Escort Swap Clinic, a state-of-the-art facility that specialized in temporary body swaps. After paying a hefty sum, Laura had chosen the body of an incredibly beautiful woman for the duration of the wedding weekend. The swap had been entirely consensual, and Laura had been thrilled at the prospect of spending an unforgettable weekend with Chase.

But when she looked at her boyfriend sleeping, she felt a mix of sadness and frustration, so she decided to explore the rest of the resort. Her exploration eventually led her to the resort's spa, a haven of tranquility and relaxation. The soothing atmosphere and warm, inviting ambiance beckoned her inside. With a sigh of resignation, Laura decided that if she couldn't enjoy the evening with Chase, she might as well pamper herself and make the most of her time at the resort.

Upon entering the spa, Laura was greeted by the calming scent of lavender and the soft sounds of a gentle waterfall. The staff welcomed her with warm smiles, guiding her to the pedicure station. As she settled into the plush chair, Laura glanced down at her feet, which were encased in the high-heeled shoes she had worn for the wedding. Her feet ached from a night of dancing, and she looked forward to the soothing touch of the spa therapist.

The pedicure began with a luxurious foot soak, the warm water and fragrant oils enveloping her tired feet. Laura felt her tension start to melt away as the therapist gently massaged her feet and calves, easing the knots and tension from her overworked muscles. As the treatment continued, her feet were exfoliated, moisturized, and finally adorned with a fresh coat of nail polish.

By the time the pedicure was complete, Laura felt a renewed sense of calm and contentment. She was feeling so good about all of this that she decided to step into the massage parlour to actually be touched and squeezed. She would have never done this in her old body, especially since she was so self-conscious about her body image. Thankfully, it helped that the hot massage guru was an incredibly muscular employee who welcomed her with warm, open arms.

She had never met anybody who could make her have an orgasm without touching her inner lips. All it took was a full body massage, and he left her shivering with delight. Her juices drenched the massage table. “I’m so sorry,” she whimpered. He simply laughed and told her not to worry about the mess. She tried to pay him to go all the way with her, but the spa was closing for the night. As she stood up from the chair and slipped her feet back into her shoes, she felt a strong desire to invite him to her room until she realized that this was probably a blessing in disguise.

Being in this body was going to ruin her relationship, and she figured that her massage orgasm was more than enough to satisfy her for now. “Hopefully we can have our fun tomorrow morning…” she whispered while she returned to her room to sleep.