Lapdance wish (Patreon)

There was a dim light in the room of the owner of the strip club. The owner of the club, Derek, sat on a large leather chair and looked out the window, his hands on his feet, and was silent. Opposite him sat a young girl clumsily clasping her legs and looking at the floor. She twirled a pack of cigarettes in her hands, just to somehow calm her nerves, because otherwise her hands would just tremble.

- (deep breath) Let's try again. So ... (Derek turns his head towards the girl) Are you claiming that you are not Candy and that your real name is Ben and you don't know how you got this body?

Ben looked up at Derek with a pleading look and unconsciously bit his lip. He relaxed his teeth as he tasted the odd lipstick. His chest still felt alien, as did the padded bra, the straps of which pressed against his neck and back.

- I ... (Ben stopped, not knowing what to say, especially when he heard his new high soprano voice again)

- It's like that? I understood you correctly?

Ben already knew that he had made a mistake when, out of emotion, he told the truth to this gentleman. This man was much more serious than his parents and it was much more difficult and even harmful to argue with him. He understood that it all sounds crazy and this person would not believe him one hundred percent. But now it was too late - the words spoken cannot be reversed

- No (gulp) It was ... a joke

- Joke?! Seriously?!

Ben flinched, feeling his chest shaking along with it after Derek stood up and slammed his fist on the table with that scream. Derek was angry before, even when he was silent for a few minutes looking out the window after bringing Ben here and starting to listen to him.

- Joke ... huh (Derek said loudly, nervously taking a few steps around the room). Fuck. I didn't think so! I think you're just nuts! Otherwise I cannot explain it all

- ... I ... I'm sorry

- Sorry ?! (Derek stops and stares at Ben.) Do you understand that you ruined the reputation of my club ?! This is necessary! Your client was George Bennett himself! Was it really necessary to "joke" exactly when you danced a lap dance for him ?!

Ben had no idea who George Bennett was, but he knew that he was some kind of important person. He tightened, feeling his biceps touching his chest, which tightened even more and tried to move a little further on the couch away from this man. He sat praying for himself that it was just a big, strange, real dream.

...

A few hours ago Ben was celebrating his 15th birthday with his friends at home. Puberty is a special period for everyone, not excluding Ben. He was embarrassed that his parents treated him like a child and that they arranged this holiday for him at home, realizing that his friends would laugh at him. In his head there were already thoughts about girls, as well as many misconceptions about the life of an adult.

When the cake with candles was brought, Ben didn't even look this way. He believed that this was a stupid childhood tradition and that it only embarrassed him more in the eyes of his friends.

- Come on, Ben. Make a wish and blow out the candles. (his mother said with a smile)

- Yes, this is all nonsense!

- Yes? I do not think so. Your friends will confirm

- Yes .. of course ... yes (voices of his friends were heard, who could not even hold back their laughter)

- Ah well! OK! (Ben's patience was already running out) Then I wish a to be wi...(Ben's throat was closed, but he continued )..khm..(gulp)th stripper in with a lap dance

He quickly blew out the candle without letting anyone add anything to the surprised face of his parents and the laughter of his friends.

- Well ... And where is she ?! ...

Ben started, but suddenly the smoke from the candles filled everything around and everything turned gray. He finished his sentence without seeing any of his family and friends.

- What...

His voice already sounded somehow different. Gradually, the sounds of muffled bass and music began to appear, which became louder and louder. The gray light turned red and he began to see the outline of the room.

- Yes ... yes ... yes, bring your ass here

The voice came as if from a distance, but Ben could already hear the word "ass here" very clearly.

It was strange that when he knew for sure that when he was making a wish, he was just standing on his feet, and now he felt the smooth movements of his bottom left and right to the music in a half-seat. It was as if on autopilot and he felt a strange protruding object in his backside.

Ben was able to control his body almost immediately and turned back. A satisfied male face looked at him. The man held his hands with a smile looking at him.

Frightened, Ben jumped up, feeling the strange movements of his flesh on his chest. He experienced a huge shock when he looked down and saw that he had a woman's breasts under his bra. He mechanically grabbed his chest with his hands and felt the tender soft female boobs that Ben was holding with his hands for the first time in his life.

- Babe. What happened?