I'm not Lindsay

You awake to your body gasping for air. You look around the room, as it is unfamiliar to you. You are lying in an uncommonly soft bed. There are Christmas lights hung above you, and posters of what you assume are musical artists. As your body calms down, your realize that your breaths aren't giving your body the relief it normally would. You look down at your chest and notice two large breasts heaving with each of your breaths. You feel them which sends a wave of pleasure through you. Pleasure isn't supposed to be that instantaneous, at least you might have thought. You get up to go look at yourself in the mirror on the others side of the room. You slowly approach it...