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The morning sun streamed in through the window of the hotel room, casting long shadows that woke Henry up. “Did I actually fall asleep?” he whispered while rubbing the side of his head. He couldn’t believe he actually waited so long that he fell asleep. “Or … or did she spike my drink?” Henry sat on the edge of the bed, his heart pounding with a mixture of confusion, terror, and disbelief while he continued to rub the side of his head. He definitely knew he was drugged, but he didn’t realize how much trouble he was in. All he could think about was Lauren’s idea of fun. 

He had fallen asleep in a completely different body. He was in a woman's body to be precise. He wasn’t allowed to explore himself after the prostitute had swapped their bodies with the help of a strange remote. The swap happened at the click of a button, and the lady of the night had teased him about how wild he felt. Henry was amazed at how a horny woman felt, and it was starting to drive him mad.

Lauren, now in Henry's body, was busy pulling on Henry's clothes over his male physique, her face lit up with a self-satisfied smile. "You just sit on the bed,” she said to Henry, her voice unfamiliar coming from his throat. “This is going to be so kinky.”

“Okay,” Henry replied hesitantly, struggling to come to grips with the situation. “But the swap wasn’t the kinky part?”

She shook her head. “There’s going to be way more fun,” she assured him. “I’m about to blow your fucking mind, baby. And you’re going to let me breed you, okay?” He was trapped in a woman's body, the contours completely alien to him, while he shifted uncomfortably in anticipation. The thought of being dominated by a complete stranger was actually turning him on. In his old body, he wouldn’t have felt this way, but the foreign sensations made him eager to be taken advantage of.

Unfortunately, Lauren had not left any contact information before she stepped out of the rented hotel room. She had to buy some things to elevate the experience, leaving Henry in a state of limbo, filled with dread for whatever surprises the woman had in store for him. To distract himself, he decided to explore his new body. He couldn’t wait any longer – and when he actually explored himself, the feeling of being a woman was exhilarating. He could already feel the tremors beginning to seep through him when he abruptly fell asleep. “She’ll be back,” he whispered softly. “It may be morning, but there’s no way she’d just leave me her body like that. I hope nothing happened.”

And now that he was awake, he was about to actually play with himself when there was a loud bang at the hotel room door. Police officers stormed into the room, cuffs at the ready, and began to read him his rights. As it turned out, Lauren wasn't just any woman; she was the wife of a notorious crime lord, Joseph Brown. Brown was a dangerous convict who had recently met an untimely end. Fearful of the consequences of her association with Brown, Lauren had decided she needed a fresh start. She had been desperately seeking a way out of her life of crime, and Henry, an unsuspecting trust fund college student with a clean slate, had provided her with the perfect opportunity.

As the cold, steel cuffs were secured around his wrists, Henry was filled with a sense of dread. The reality of the situation sank in, and he understood with chilling clarity that his life would never be the same again. Caught up in a world of crime he had no part in, he was left to wonder about the price of a single night's folly.