No more parties for me (Patreon)

-Hey guys how about a photo for Instagram?-Chuck in my body took me from one of my fish markets and pinched one of my sensitive man boobs. He smiled at me with perfect white teeth in that killer smile that a couple of hours ago used to be mine, he forced me to pose in front of the camera, I was fucking uncomfortable and embarrassed showing my huge and grotesque belly to all my friends in the Chuck's obese, hideous body.

-What do you say "Chuck"? don't you want to remember this? - We both flexed our bodies Chuck looked so comfortable and confident parading around with his sexy biceps while I had to carry his fat ass and shit body, all I've done since I swapped bodies with Chuck is quit my fat ass on a chair and eat 1 giant bag of Cheetos and beer, the beard is so awkward and they get greasy crumbs on it but glad I have it so I can hide my fat double chin, I look like 40 without these dark glasses that cover all the wrinkles on my body, why do I look like this if I and chuck are the same age? We went to high school together and he was the fattest kid in the whole school. Is this how chuck will always feel?

Chuck has always been a pig burping and farting without holding back, why can't anyone understand that if I fart hot and smelly it's not my fault? It's the fault of the real Chuck and his shitty way of life! A loud burp came out of my mouth like a toad crunch, the taste of a pepperoni pizza with extra cheese permeating my tongue, that must have been Chuck's breakfast.

I thought everyone ends up having sex with some stranger in this party madness, but nobody wants to talk to you if in the middle of a sentence you fart or disgustingly burp right in your face, I wanted to get out of the party and go back to my apartment and lock myself up to play video games when that happened to me.

Everyone here has their bodies swapped but I was the only one who was alone, Maybe that's how it must feel to be a loser, I had planned to take some girl to fuck in my apartment but we won't swap again until the party is over, and it seemed that The party would last for many more hours.

My stomach reacted to the number of fries I had just eaten, and my belly moved a bit as I desperately walked to the bathroom to avoid shitting my pants, the music was loud and everyone except me was having fun, I can't wait for it ends the party and returns to my real body, I will never come to one of these fucking parties again.

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