One Way To Keep A Secret
Joe looked at the girl with fascination, he chalked it up to him being a little smashed from drinking. But it looked like the girl was almost vibrating, so imagine his surprise when suddenly a full other person popped out of her back. The girl fell to the floor and the other person, in this case being a fat older man, bent down, put his hands on his knees and wheezed for a second.
"What the fuck?" Joe said aloud.
The man looked over at him in wide eyed horror.
"Shit, you saw that didn't you?"
Joe, frightened, shook his head. "No, I saw nothing."
The man smiled and walked over to Joe, grabbing his arm.
"Sorry kid, I know a liar when I see one, and I can't have you walking around knowing what my face looks like and what I can do."
"Please don't kill me. I won't say a word, nothing! I promise!"
The man chuckled a little, "can't risk this on a promise. You have no idea what they do to people like me. Especially people like me."
Joe felt a weird sensation pass through his body, suddenly the man was transparent and when Joe looked at his own arm, it was transparent too!
He felt like he was a ghost from a movie. He attempted to speak, but all that came out was air.
The man pulled Joe towards the girl and flung him onto her unconscious body. Joe felt a huge kick of oxygen return to his lungs and he shot up on the floor.
Looking down at himself, he saw the same green dress the girl had been wearing, pressed tightly into said dress was a pair of small perky breasts, and more importantly, Joe was wearing it all! He was in her body!
Frantically, Joe looked around for the man, but he was nowhere to be seen. Cautiously, he raised his new feminine hands up to his breasts. Cupping them and feeling the softness of their flesh as he squeezed lightly, springing his new sensitive nipples to attention.
"What am I going to do now?" He spoke, hearing his sultry new voice for the first time.
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