Not Again (Patreon)

Wendell watched them hang from his chest, poking through his shirt.  Yep.  They were breasts.  Pulling up his shirt, he could see the empty space between his legs.  That woman he slept with last night stole his body!

Wendell rolled his eyes and let out a big girlish sigh.  This was the third time this happened this month!  Wendell began to think he might be something of a sucker...