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I never dated a girl like her before. She wasn’t the type I usually went for—too wild, too reckless, too damn unpredictable. But there was something about her, something that hooked me in from the start. Maybe it was the way she moved through life like nothing could touch her, that “I don’t give a fuck” attitude she wore like a second skin. Maybe it was the way she rebelled against everything, like the world itself was a rule she refused to follow. The tattoos, the piercings, the way she laughed at things that should’ve made her cry—I loved all of it. What I didn’t love was how she toyed with me. She knew exactly how to push my buttons, how to pull me close just to shove me away. She played with my feelings like they were something to be tested, not respected. And the worst part? She never showed an ounce of remorse. I swear, sometimes I wondered if she even had a heart. And then came the FOSE. The universal phenomenon that no one fully understood, the one that supposedly swaps you with whoever you’re thinking about mid-orgasm. Some call it fate. Some call it chaos. I call it the biggest mistake of my life. Because she knew. She planned it. She seduced me—kissed me and oiled my cock up like she never had before, drooling and eagerly worshipping it—as if saying goodbye to it. She made sure my entire mind, my entire soul, was consumed by her in that moment. And when the FOSE hit, when the world shifted and the impossible became real, I opened my eyes… and I wasn’t me anymore. I was in her petite body. The sudden sight of ropes of cum splashing on my perky tits. And she? She was in mine. I remember the way she looked down at me—at herself—grinning like a devil in stolen skin. I could already see it in her eyes. She wasn’t planning on swapping back. Not that we could anyway. This was her plan all along. And that’s when I knew. She wasn’t just reckless. She wasn’t just wild. She was evil…
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