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When Logan opened his eyes, he felt a strange warmth emanating from between his legs. His entire body crawled with desire, and he wasn’t sure why. But when Logan's eyes flicked to the smoothie sitting innocently on the counter, he realized why he felt different. He reached out and took it, but the hands gripping the smoothie were unrecognizable - slim fingers, delicate and almost alien with the perfectly shaped nails. A strange sensation of lightness washed over him when his heart began to race. “No fucking way,” he said in a feminine voice.

A quick glance down at his torso revealed sculpted abs, a form much slenderer than his own. The sudden realization sent a jolt of panic through him. He sprang up, his movements lithe and graceful while his firm breasts bounced. He found himself in an unfamiliar apartment, the furniture too elegant and modern for his taste. “Hello?” he called out.

His heart pounded in his chest even faster when he heard no response. He rushed towards the nearest bathroom to get a sense of the situation. The reflection that met his eyes was not his but that of an attractive brunette. She was beautiful, with high cheekbones and a captivating smile when he forced it. He stared at himself in the mirror, the side profile revealing an equally stunning figure. Despite the initial shock and panic, a sense of intrigue started to take root within him. What was it like to be a woman, to live in a female body? “Who the hell is this?”

He tried to remember what happened before he found himself in this girl’s body. He remembered drinking a smoothie at his local corner store, and that’s when he realized what it was. “Could it have been something in the drink? If she drank this at the same time as me, was this all planned?”

Trying to make the most out of the situation, Logan started to explore the apartment to search for clues on who this girl was. It was a sparsely furnished apartment that looked lower class. He eventually found a plush bed in one of the rooms with a cell phone sitting by the pillow, and he decided to scroll through it. What he found absolutely shocked him.

He didn’t pay too much attention to the girl’s username, but she had endless photos and videos on OnlyFans. She was only making a few hundred dollars, and the more he saw the girl’s nudes, the hornier he became. “I’m surprised she doesn’t make more. With a little more marketing and advertising, I think she could easily make six digits every month.” He couldn’t believe how turned on he was just by looking at her. She was with multiple guys in some photos, and it looked like she was willing to do anything for clicks. Biting his lower lip, Logan felt the urge to fondle himself. He felt wet and aroused, and just as he began to push his shorts down, he was jolted awake.

He was back in his own body, back to being Logan. But the shock of the day was far from over. He found himself standing in an alleyway, a receipt clutched tightly in his hand. His checking account was emptier than it was supposed to be. The sight of the balance made his heart pound in his chest. He suddenly regretted not paying attention to the girl’s contact information. Whoever she was, she had planned this from the very beginning, and it looked like Logan was going to have a rough time explaining things without looking like a crazy person.

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