"Her name is Delaney Flanders. She is 25 and a bartender at one of those lingerie clubs downtown. I had swapped with some man is his 30's after being that black girl for awhile. She kept hitting on me when I went there for drinks. She was wearing this skin tight dress with incredible lingerie underneath. Before I knew it we were having sex in the bathroom. Man you should've seen the look on her face when she switched with me. She was just about as pissed as you are right now." Sam told Bill.
Bill stood up, feeling his large C-cup breasts pulling downwards. He ran his slender hands over his new form, feeling the curves of his hips and the narrowness of his stomach. His hands then reached upwards to the slender neck that now transitioned into Bill's plump head. He felt the stubble on his chin and asked Sam another question, "If this virus thing actually makes everyone think you're the person whose body your head is on, how come we can see each other?"
"Good question. Neat feature of the spell is that it lets everyone who had it see who else has it. That way you can see people you'll actually be able to swap with. Its always a little funny to see other people stuck in worse circumstances than you are. When I was the black chick the part of the ghetto I lived in was full of the prostitutes. There were all these old creepy men standing on the street corner in their little tiny outfits looking for someone to fuck or blow so they could swap."
Bill grew even angrier, "Yeah real funny asshole! Now I gotta do the same thing!"
Sam chucked and Bill could see his former fat rolls jiggling with each chuckle, "You'll have it easy man! A body like that...you'll be having sex in no time. At least you're not stuck with a fat body like I am. I'm probably going to be stuck as you for awhile. Speaking of...do you have a wife or something? I can always have sex with her and switch her into this."
Bill felt happy knowing the man who put him in this situation would be suffering, "Well I'm married but I haven't had sex in two years nor have a gotten a blowjob in 8 months before today. I've been cruising Craigslist for ages. Looks like your stuck asshole."
Sam winced knowing that he was now in a rather bad predicament and gave Bill some parting words of help, "Well your keys and phone are in the purse in the bathroom along with your clothes. Best of luck man. If you need to reach me or whoever I hopefully swap with, you know your old phone number. Until then, have fun Delaney!"
Bill shrugged off the comments in a slight rage and went into the bathroom. Folded neatly on the toilet were some rather tight look garments and a black purse sat on the counter. Bill saw a black lacy bra that matched his black thong he now wore. Bill picked up the bra and struggled to clasp the straps together. Finally, after watching his hands in the mirror, Bill was finally able to clasp the damn thing together. He then looked towards the clothes and was disappointed with what he found. Neatly folded was a gray skirt made out of some fabric that was definitely designed to cling to the body. Furthermore, there was a white top that seemed to do the exact same thing. Bill slid his long tan legs into the skirt and pulled it up over his thighs. Eventually it naturally came to rest at about his navel and the skirt didn't even cover his mid thigh.
Bill turned to the side and looked into the mirror examining his new look and the way his clothes sexily clung to every inch of his body. http://i.imgur.com/zb05k0t.jpg
Finally, Bill looked around for his shoes and was further disappointed to find a pair of black high heels. Bill estimated that they were 3 inches in height. Without any other option, Bill slid his slender feet into the shoes and immediately noticed the increase in his height. Furthermore, he could tell that the heels made his legs look toner, and it also made his ass look firmer.
Bill grudgingly went over to the purse and slung it around his shoulder. With a sigh and a feeling of despair, Bill left the hotel room, struggling to maintain his balance as he clicked his way out into the parking lot.
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