Natasha - awakening (Patreon)

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A month ago.

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Jake opened his eyes and felt incredible weight in front of him. Something heavy pressed his chest making uncomfortable breathing difficult. His head hurt when trying move. After a while, his vision and sensation slowly returned to his senses and he regained complete control. Finally, he realized he had been asleep all night, suddenly he remembered about the cops and what happened yesterday, he jumped up and felt two huge heavy things pulling his chest down. At first confused he started look around and realized that he couldn't recognize that place. It looked different from his own apartment where he lived alone without any woman except any women that came to fuck or suck cock.

"W-W-What? What's going on?" he shouted with a loud and feminine voice that wasn't his.

He looked down. There were huge breasts attached to his chest pushing heavily downwards causing discomfort. His huge boobs bounced in rhythm to the movement of his body while he sat there staring wide eyed unable understand anything about this. Shocked, he remembered the spell cast at midnight with Natasha. "D-did it really happen? Did the swap actually work? The cop..." he looked up. "Did he catch me?" he thought, still shocked. Jake shook his head and screamed again with that strange voice.

"I really am Natasha, now in her body! F-fuck, no..." He had to be dreaming, had to be. Maybe the cop injected some sort of drug which altered his consciousness and made him think he had swapped bodies, though this still made no sense. Jake sighed. Tried to get out of bed to go to the mirror feeling like his balance was weird, his breasts swayed while he took each awkward movement.

After a couple moments of fighting he finally stood up looking at the mirror seeing Natasha in his reflection. Shocked, he start lowered the strap of his top, but stopped for a moment and turned slowly still looking at mirror in Natasha's reflection. Natasha in mirror moved as he. "This is impossible, damn this is fucking bullshit!" he thought. "C-Can't be, is just a bad dream... right?" he whispered quietly.

He wanted to confirm that all this was not real. His big boobs were heavy and pulled his upper body downward. He tried close eyes thinking it would go away and everything would return to normal, but boobies remained heavy like anvils and their size didn't reduce. Long hair in ponytail fell down his back, it didn't make the situation better, he only panicked. Jake open eyes looking again at mirror and realized it was real. "Spell... F-Fuck it's working, but I didn't want become a woman, shit!" Jake cursed startled by an unexpectedly ringing phone. Jake picks up the phone

"Allo" Natasha says still stunned from the body swap.

"Hi bitch!" answers an angry male voice. Jake recognized Malcolm's voice, the friend Jake knew and who was Natasha's pimp. Malcolm has very bad day, because cops arrested Jake before, he don't know where Natasha now. Malcolm knows that Natasha met Jake before the arrest, and he do not like that. Natasha didn't work last night.

"Where are you?! Why the fuck are you not working tonight, lazy ass?" Malcolm shouts.

"Ya... Ya..." Jake whispers with a girl voice. He was with difficulties understanding her native language. "Ya... ya... aaaaa! Chto ty govorish? Ya ne ponymayu tebya!" said Jake confused and surprised, realizing that he said that in Russian.

"What the fucking shit! Stop talking Russian!" shouted Malcolm angrily. "You better stop talk fucking Russian in my language! Natasha, if you not come back work tonight, I will..." Malcolm threatened, but did not finish.

"Eto kakoe to bezumye" Jake mumbled with surprise. "Ya nyet Natasha!" answered Jake loudly finishing the conversation with Malcolm, he will go crazy about not finding Natasha.

"Nyet, Nyet, Nyet" Jake says nervously looking at reflection in mirror, seeing her, a sexy Russian girl with big boobs and a pretty scared face. He can't believe that it was his reflection now.