Hahaha ... This is very funny (Patreon)

- Hahaha ... This is very funny Julie. But it may be enough to pretend?

- Who is Judy? What are you talking about?

I was no longer laughing. Yes, I understood that my girlfriend could play a role to the last, but now I already began to doubt it. Although she often did this before and this was part of our role -playing games. Yes, and I often used it to scare her and of course, when I realized that I was too much, I immediately went out of the role and said that everything was in order. This was especially fun when we found this remote control, allowing us to instill other people.

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Trying to move into the body of the prostitution and her client was something new for us, what we have not tried yet. It was interesting for both of both of us, but something went wrong and I ended up in the body of a prostitution instead of Judy, and she is in the body of a man’s client.

Having chuckled, we spent some time in conversations and of course investigated our bodies. I first ended up in a female body and was not going to have sex with a man. It was already too much. Although Judy was in the body of a stranger, I did not want to try a new experience.

As a result, we decided that we would just take some interesting photos and publish them on the Internet on the file hosting, then to see and laugh.

So it was. I undressed, feeling how my new parts of the body are shocked and how ridiculously I tried to cope with them. Hearing the strange unlawful male at these moments Judy's laughs at these moments.

At some point, we carried away and Judy hit the heads on the shelf. And then she began to play the role, as it seemed to me, a stranger who came to a prostitute. And it even excited me a little. However, soon, when Judy began to undress, I already did not like it all this

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- Judy. Enough, you see, I'm smiling, it's funny. Say that everything is fine and you play a role.

- What role are you talking about stupid are you a whore? And why do you call me Judy? Damn, will you suck or not?

The man continued to speak, taking off his pants and sitting on the bed, looking at me surprised by an angry look

- Stop! Enough! It's not funny!

I did not know whether she was already playing or not. It was impossible. The remote control was in her pocket and I already got up and wanted to pick it up, but the man pushed me away from his clothes with force.

- Remote controller! Give me a remote control!

I tried to scream and leave him. I managed to make Judy get a remote control. And I swear, it was its best role in life. I was sure that it would end now and she would say that everything is in order, click on the buttons on the remote control and we would again find ourselves in our bodies. But instead, she threw this remote control against the wall with words

- What the garbage is in my pocket?! Did you slip it to me?!

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I was madly angry with Judy! She broke the only remedy that could return us to our previous bodies! It was so stupid, stupid and insane that I did not understand the logic of her actions! At that moment, she got used to the role too much and was not going to get out of it.

I couldn’t even think then that Judy did not play and that after she hit her head, something happened in her head and she began to consider herself that man in whom she got involved. Now she thought that she was always this man and did not understand the sincere of my behavior.

In the end, I bent her and was left alone in this whore room with this strange body with these huge boobs and unknown. Only at that moment I realized what shit I got into. But I did not have time to think about anything. I just sat, cursed Judy and her behavior and cursing uncontrolled uncomfortable tits and these ridiculous braids on my head.

- What the hell did you drive the client?!

A sharp voice made me adopt the course of my thoughts. It was the mistress of the brothel, who was very angry and clearly turned to me. And yes, at that moment I did not know what to do and the best that it occurred to me was to try to leave

- Go to hell!

I answered maliciously with my high voice, which was as hated to me as this body.

- How dare you talk like that!? Do you understand what you say and who are you saying?!

I only understood that this was a stupid conversation and tried to find clothes in order to leave here. Finding some pink topic on a chair and a short skirt, I went there, trying not to pay attention to the swaying of the chest and my huge ass and of course to the cries of the mistress of the brothel.

Dressing an absurdly short skirt and a short topic that barely pulled my big breasts with indignation and anger put on the heels, which apparently brought the girl into which I got involved. Pushing the mistress of the brothel, I went outside ...

It was noisy there. I did not know that we were in a big city. When we instilled in these bodies, I did not think about the location. And in vain ... It was Moscow! Heck! I ended up in Russia and did not even know what he had spoke in Russian all this time! The wind blew my legs and it became cool for me, especially between my legs and I regretted that I had no jeans or at least panties on me.

It was fucked up! I only then realized that I have nowhere to go! I ended up in a foreign country, in a strange body and had no idea where Judy was at all and would she ever remember me!?

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It was warm here, yet it was summer outside, however, due to the fact that it was evening, I felt a cool breeze blowing around my body almost to the head. At that moment, I wished there were other clothes! I should have at least put on a robe or something like that. But... but I had to run away and I took what was at hand. I could hardly stand on uncomfortable shoes with high heels and I myself began to understand even more the absurdity and absurdity of the whole situation, leaning on the house so as not to fall

The noise of the city was no different from the noise of any big city, except that I was in a foreign country. I was in Russia! It was already obvious and I could hardly believe that I now speak Russian perfectly. I was distracted by the whistle of a group of men passing by. They were obviously whistling at me, and I didn't immediately understand why. The habitual thoughts that I was a man were still a major part of me, and only a moment later I realized that they obviously had a reason to whistle. My appearance... my body... I obviously looked like some kind of sexy and depraved whore. For the first time in my life, I felt uneasy and tried to cover my new body parts, feeling with my hands the soft flesh of my chest pressed against me due to the fact that I squeezed hard, trying to hide it. But, as if only attracted more attention.

I came across a promotional booklet that was lying here next to me. Taking it and trying to pretend that I was not interested in dating, I opened it and by some miracle immediately saw this photo. The woman was sitting in a sexy position. She had hoop earrings in her ears, and her hair was pulled back into a ponytail. Her huge ass, the weight of which I suddenly felt even more, seemed to fill the entire space of the photo, and her gaze was directed somewhere to the side. I recognized her right away! It... it was her... or rather me!

I realized that this was a photo and that the photo was of a woman whose body I was occupying, but I still could not believe it. It seemed she was really looking at me, then behind me from this photo, and deciding for some reason to check, I turned my head.

- Damn it!

Suddenly before my eyes I saw a face. This face looked at me discontentedly and wetly, and I did not immediately recognize in him the mistress of the brothel, who followed me out, and for some reason I did not even notice her approach.

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I can not believe. I just can't fucking believe it. I could be anyone. Literally the president of the United States, but in fact the world. But stuck in the body of the Russian prostitute Marina. It's just kind of a nightmare. I never thought being in a woman's body was so crazy. No one takes me seriously, especially considering my social status and the fact that I am essentially in slavery here. Although, of course, I can go and no one is holding me, but that's the problem.

When I ran out of the brothel, I realized that I was in a foreign country without money and documents, without friends and acquaintances, and with a story that I was actually an American man in the body of a Russian prostitute with a huge ass and incredibly heavy and big boobs. Damn... I hate boobs. I never thought I'd say this. But damn it, how is it even possible to live with them?! They are constantly hanging out, their back hurts and every bitch passerby is staring at me! I'm already silent about the ass, which can not be hidden ... Especially considering Marina's wardrobe, which consisted only of tight clothes and depraved blouses with a decollete!

My new social status and position in society were clearly explained to me almost on the same evening when I suddenly met Lyudmila, the owner of a brothel.

And in this position you can see me now. Yes, yes, you, the one who reads my story. Do you like my ass and boobs? Love it? Damn it, I'm not funny at all! You think I'm looking at you, but I'm actually watching my first client take off his pants, and I don't even want to think about having sex with him now. And ... and smile .. pretend that I like it all! How I hate this damn life... Looks like he's getting closer...