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When I first moved into my dorm freshmen year, my roommate Mark mentioned his girlfriend Ashley might come to visit from time to time, and they’d certainly enjoy some “alone time” when she did. It was only a few weeks into the year when she came to visit for a weekend. She arrived while Mark was still at class. Based on what I had learned from him in the short time we had known each other, she certainly seemed like his time. She wore tight leather leggings, a gray cardigan, and had unmistakably huge tits. We made light conversation as I gathered a few things so that I could make myself scarce for the next few days when a bright light overwhelmed us both from the window.

It caused Ashley and I to swap bodies, and while we had little to say to each other before, now we were both speechless. I sat on my bed and she sat on Mark’s as we just sort of stared at each other for the next few minutes.

It felt like forever before Mark finally arrived back after class. He looked worried as he explained how everyone on campus except for him had seemingly swapped bodies. Ashley and I told him that we had swapped as well.

His eyes darted back and forth before he took a deep sigh and asked, “Can we still fuck?”

Ashley seemed to shift awkwardly before saying that she wasn’t sure she was comfortable doing that right now before Mark corrected her. “I wasn’t asking you,” He said.

My jaw dropped realized Mark was talking about me. “No!” I yelled, “You aren’t fucking me, Dude! No way!”

“I’ve technically fucked you like a dozen times. Come on!”

As he kept prying, I just felt more and more disgusting and continuing to turn him down while Ashley ran out of the room crying.

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