Another application (Patreon)

I could not believe my eyes, sitting at a table, in the body of my housekeeper Xi Lu Chan, with whom I exchanged bodies yesterday using this application on my smartphone, which I recently installed on my phone and only because of boredom decided to check this strange function of "constant exchange" with xi lu.

I sat and looked at my smartphone and could not believe my eyes. It was a different application, I told Lu Chan, who now thought she was me! It turned out so sweet and gentle with such a strong accent that I even felt disgusted

"But this is another application, Mr. Houston."

From excitement, my heart beat faster, my big chest, which was so open and began to rise more often from breathing more often, and I felt like butterflies in my stomach, were not the first time this week they again made themselves felt. This bitch uninstalled the app and was just kidding me!

But of course yes, I would do exactly the same thing, because she is me. I would also, if Lu Chang would follow me all week and ask to reuse this application, ask that I even allow her to sleep, I would also do so to look at her face when, after all this, she finds out This is not the right application. I would think that all this is so stupid and would not understand why she so wants this particular application. I would understand that she would not be able to somehow swear at me or scream, because in my power it would be to send her back to her poor village in China. Yes, I would do just that.

But now, now I was really in Lu Chan's body! I remembered how strange and vile it all was, how many difficulties it cost me to get this smartphone in my hands again, with what joy and hope I took it in anticipation that I could return my life!

When I finished in the body of Lu Chan and finally found out that I have no way back to my life, I cannot convey in words all my emotions. I only heard laughter from my old body and got a slap in the ass and couldn’t answer anything because I knew that I could end up in an even more difficult situation. The prospect of leaving for China and living there is not known with anyone, it is too much to know where and even more so in this sexy body, and so I was silent and just tried to calm down and behave as required.

When "Mr. Houston" suggested I continue working as a model at exhibitions, I was not at all surprised, because when I hired Lou Chan, I already thought that with such forms she should work as a model in my salon, and in other stores, it was supposed to attract buyers, of course I expected her to “pay” for being so lenient and give it to her.

It was all so humiliating! My whole form in this business was to show my sexuality. I felt all these lascivious looks and the corresponding attitude from colleagues. I think they did not love me because their boss chose me as their mistress.

But what about me ?! I have to stand in my own store, which is rightfully mine, I remember how I opened it and how much work was invested, and now I'm here in this dumb dress, and my boobs are visible as soon as you enter it and I have to smile and sell them this ... sparkling water!

Is this really the best I can hope for now ?!