Henry, a tourist in his mid 20’s [Body Swap+Reality Change], swaps bodies with “Candy”, an Asian prostitute

Henry groaned, as he got off the couch for what felt like the 3rd time in two hours. He was taking more frequent pee breaks now, yet another reminder of his current situation. As he walked into the bathroom, he caught sight of himself in the mirror again, giving out a long winded sigh.

Facing him in the mirror was a petite Asian woman, her cute doll like face wearing a worn and tired expression. Her smooth olive colored skin was conspicuously absent of make up, and her shiny jet black hair had been unceremoniously cut into a badly done pixie cut. She wore an oversized red t-shirt that obscured most of her torso, though her prominent chest managed to tent the shirt, and two prominent points poked through the fabric.

For the past three months, Henry couldn’t help but feel mournful every time he saw ‘Candy’’s reflection in the mirror instead of his own. As he lifted his shirt, he saw the soft round belly that had been growing ever since that fateful night. Placing a hand on it as he sat his pert little butt down on the toilet seat, he reflected on the series of events that had gotten him here.