The Choice, Part Two
What terrible, terrible choices. But, I had to do something, or he’d probably make some some sex-starved slut or something worse.
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Well?
What, You swapped bodies with me so I’m in this body now, I can do what I want with it, Change us back and you can make it stop…
Illegal Immigration as Myself
Here’s my first hurdle to getting back home and of course I get a chick so this thin top won’t do me too much good. Hopefully, I’ll get an ogler when I go through the final customs check when I arrive home.
The plan
Sam and I made a strange deal. She was having some trouble flirting with a guy, so she said “It would be great if you could just be me for a week or so, so that you could chat with him and make things easier”.
I was no expert, but I was a guy, so it would be easy for me to understand the way he acted. I replied “Yeah, I could definitely do that!”. We then went on with our conversation, joking about what we would do if we were each other.
Of course, we both agreed that we’d try to discover what it’s like “on the other side”.