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Mike woke to a pounding headache, rubbing his temples. His hand brushed something soft-long, blonde hair. He froze, eyes darting to the mirror. Staring back was a curvy, bleach-blonde woman in lacy lingerie and fishnets. "Dude, what-" a sultry voice cut in.
ReplyDeleteMike turned to see Greg-now a dirty-blonde bombshell-clutching a pillow to his chest.
They screamed, shrill and panicked. Last night was supposed to be epic. Mike's bachelor party had everything: booze, a penthouse, and escorts. But now, they were... them. "What the hell happened?" Mike stammered, wobbling on unfamiliar stilettos. Greg, hands shaking, found a crumpled note on the nightstand: "We were tired of being objects. Of men like you treating us like nothing but fantasies. So, we took your bodies. We've been waiting for the right hosts. Have fun in ours." Their hands trembled. "This isn't real," Greg whimpered, adjusting his bra. But as panic faded, something else stirred. Mike caught himself smoothing his hair. Greg stared at his reflection, biting his lip. Their eyes met, and suddenly, the air shifted. "This... is insane," Mike whispered. Greg's fingers brushed his cheek. "Insane... but kind of hot."
Their gazes locked, charged with something unspoken. The air between them thickened, electric. "This is—" Mike started, but Greg leaned in, and the words died on his lips. The kiss was hesitant at first, testing unfamiliar terrain, but it quickly deepened. In that moment, hands roamed freely, exploring the curves that had captivated so many. Greg's fingers glided over Mike's smooth thighs, reaching the soft lace panties that barely concealed his wetness. A soft moan, half-pleasure, half-surprise, escaped Mike's lips as Greg's touch ignited a fire within. Greg's own body was a masterpiece, with full, rounded breasts that spilled from his lace bra, begging for attention. Mike obliged, caressing the supple flesh, feeling the weight of desire in his hands. Greg arched into the touch, encouraging further exploration. As their kisses became more fervent, hands grew bolder.
But as passion surged, reality loomed like a thundercloud. "Mike," Greg gasped, pulling back slightly, his lips swollen and breath shallow. "The wedding-your wedding." They froze, the weight of what lay ahead crashing down on them. But Mike only smirked, his fingers lazily tracing the edge of Greg's bra. "Screw the wedding. This is gonna be way more fun."