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"What the hell? Where did that hot chick go?" Vince wondered, coming out of his stupor. He had been hitting on a big-breasted woman, and the next thing he knew, she snapped her fingers, and there was a flash of light.

"Damn, didn't even get her number," he cursed, shaking his head. But as his feelings returned, he realized there was something in his hand and a weight around his shoulder... and his chest! "The fuck?!" he shrieked, dropping the coffee cup from his hand and the bag from around his other arm.

His hands flew to his chest, where two very large breasts were in full view. "Am I... her?!" he gasped, the realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. A tight miniskirt wrapped around his waist, and a heavy mass of hair in a ponytail brushed across his back.

His gaze darted down, and he felt a shiver run through him as he took in the tight white top clinging to his new curves. A denim mini skirt hugged his hips, and the high-heeled shoes beneath him altered his walk, making each step a conscious, sensual act. A bra, tight and pressing heavily on his shoulders, carried the weight of a new reality – the weight of large, heavy breasts that strained against the fabric.

"What the hell happened?" he murmured, his voice now softer, more melodious. A stranger's voice echoed in his ears, a sultry cadence that sent shivers down his spine. His hands flew to his chest, cupping the unfamiliar mounds as if trying to convince himself that this was real.

Vince was jarred back to reality by a deep, masculine voice from behind. "Are you ready, babe?" He turned to find a towering man, a bodybuilder with muscles that promised both strength and dominance. "We've got a few hours before I hit the gym for the day," the stranger continued, a predatory glint in his eyes. "I want to give you a full workout in bed before I go do my own."

The man took him by the hand, and Vince followed, the high heels clicking against the pavement, echoing the rhythm of his racing heart. The city lights blurred, a backdrop to the erotic adventure that awaited him, a journey into the unknown where pleasure and uncertainty coiled together in a potent blend.

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MollyRealized

No insult meant, but I'm guessing AI wrote the closing sentence? Just something about the feel.