Script (Patreon)

"Oh, come on, Frank... Francine, you're so fucking hot..." the guy is dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt who is standing behind the girl says. He looks at his smartphone and reads the script he's been given. "Let me just..." he take a one step towards her while looking down at the script. "Fuck, I can't do this... I'm just not feeling it..." he sighs, and froze his movements, staring at the girl.

"I know that this is weird, and awkward, and I don't know what the hell am I even doing here, but if we don't do this, we'll both stuck here. They won't let us go..." the girl said, as she nervously adjusting her panties. She stayded near the kitchen stove, facing away from the man. "... I don't wanna even kiss you... It's... disgusting, thinking about doing something like that with another guy..."

"Hey! That's offensive!" the man exclaimed. "And... I'm not sure that we can call each other "guys" now..."

The girl looked at the man and then lowered her eyes and her head. "Yeah... Sorry, dude... UGH..." she closed her eyes and added "... I mean, sweety... honey... bunny? Fuck... this is awkward." she sign breathed a sigh of relief. "It's weird... but it seems like the only way we can even move from where we are is... well... this... the scene... the script of..."

"Of us two making fucking sex together. Yeah." interrupted the man. "I guess... I just wish we could have at least... a little time to think about it." He looked up at her face and added "Shit... you look so different. I mean your face, man... ugh... babe! You know what I mean!"

"Yeah, I know, sweetie..." the girl replied, and took a few steps toward the man, until she stood right before him. "I still cannot believe that it is for real, and that fact that my face is still mine but with more feminine features is... is creepy, to be honest..." She reached her hands and touched her own face, sliding her fingers along her cheeks and jawline. "...and it's so much smoother, and softer, and thinner... and it's just... so weird..." She took a deep breath. "And my breasts..." her gaze suddenly stopped at man's crotch "GOD! Your cock!" her eyes widened, as she stared at the outline of the man's dick that was clearly visible through his jeans.

"Well, sorry!" the man raised his arms, showing his palms in a gesture of defense. "But when you talk about your new tits, I can't help but think of how hot and sexy they are!" he explained. "And, honestly, your voice is so fucking seductive, I can't control myself!"

Frank and Jake were all their life best friends, and never even thought that something like this could ever happen. They had a normal, manly lives. In their 40s, they rarely communicated, since Frank had married and had more successful business than Jake, but still they were always good friends.

Jake was a simple guy. A bit lonely, but who could say that his life was worse or better than other people's? He lived a simple, modest, and boring life. And he liked that. But from time to time he was missing his youth, the adventures he had with Frank, and the girls.

And when today morning they both suddenly found themselves in this situation, Jake was partly happy, since he was back with his friend. But this was the wrong situation, the wrong place, and the wrong time, and the worst was the fact that they soon realized that they were inside a fucking porn movie. They can move or talk, but if they do anything differently than the script, then at that moment each violator of the script received a severe headache, which intensified with every second, if they continued to make any action that is not included in the script. So, the only thing left for them is to try to get through the script and hope to be released from this crazy place.