A new day

"I can stay this way," Annie offered. "And so can Mattie. Not doing so would be **** after all!" Annie giggled as she rubbed Mattie's belly.

"I'm not a conservative..." Mattie pouted. "But considering that there are apps like these around, there's always a chance we could change back later, right? We just have to search the internet for the right stuff!"

"Sure, honey," Annie said as she silently mouthed 'no way' and shook her head behind Mattie, who looked up at you with expecting eyes.

"That leaves me with the option of being... stuck in a female porn star body. Stuck as a neighborhood prowling cougar, or stuck as a milf and the mother of two naughty twin girls in the next door apartment."

"Seems we will be seeing more of Luke's tits either way," Mattie giggled before Annie kissed her mouth shut.

You looked down at the app and began selecting options to delete.

The alarm clock beeped loudly as you came back to consciousness. Half an hour later you were almost completely dressed for school, just buttoning up your top. You looked at yourself in your office slash wardrobe room mirror.

You did your best trying to stay true to your old self, but your bombshell body couldn't be easily contained. You wore leather pants and black outfits and was the tomboy of the town. Still, you'd accepted your innate talents for looking good. After all, you had the body of a porn star. It would be madness not to use that in this economy.

Not many MBA students made more money than their professors on their side gig of riding cocks on webcams. It wasn't optimal, you'd probably never get a job in a serious company.

But mankind wasn't too picky these days about who you sold your used underwear to. As you put on a leather jacket and picked up your motorcycle helmet, a strange notification sound came from your phone.

You looked at the screen and a small smirk grew on your face. Who said you couldn't get second chances more than once in life?

[The End?]