So what will it be tonight big boy?

Before the shift, Jack would never have thought of doing work like this, but after the shift, it was the only thing he could think of doing for a living, as he was being paid now for doing something he loved doing fuck man.

The Morning After.

 

Thomas awoke after a good night with his favourite prostitute, feeling sore, achy and with a horrible taste in his mouth. 

He slid out of bed and felt unsteady due to some heavyweight wobbling and jiggling on his chest. 

He stood up, and the room started to spin. 

He steadied himself by putting his hand on the dressing table in front of him. 

Seeing his reflection in the mirror, and almost screams in fright, he was now Tanya. 

He looked down at his now female, gorgeous body and grabbed hold of the jiggling breasts that were on his chest.

He saw a written note on the table addressed to him, and he slowly started to read it. 

Thomas, I'm sorry to leave you like this, but I can no longer live my life as a woman and a prostitute. 

As you were my favourite client and always tipped the biggest felt, I would take your body and life and give you mine, seeing you enjoy it.

Have fun.

Tanya XXX

Thomas looks at himself and what am I good todo?

I just love being her now.

Michael had resigned himself to his fate.

He had his body stolen by a working girl, Emma.

He was now trapped in her body and her life.

At first, it was nightmarishly horrible.

Making a living on his back.

But six months down the line, he had come to quite enjoy it.

Especially after getting himself sorted out and whipping up a new, more upmarket company.

He was no longer a common prostitute but a high-paid escort.

Who men took out wind and dined before fucking.

He was just getting ready for one of his nights out when the phone rang.

He fought it, Moff, thinking it ight be for another booking, so he eagerly answered it.

He was suddenly disappointed when he heard a familiar voice at the end of the line.

It was the woman in his body begging to swap back with him.

She had written that she had made a terrible mistake; she missed her old body and life.

She told him being a man was not as easy as she thought it was.

She told him that doing his job was hard, and then she had made it worse.

She told him she had made a right message of briefing and was on the verge of losing everything he had worked for.

He just told me you've made your bed, now lie in it.

I've made a goal of your body and your life, and I'm making five times what I used to in my old body and life.

I'm happy I'm successful, and you're never getting this body back.

He slammed the phone down and left, thinking back that if you had your phone free months earlier, he would have taken the chance of getting everything back then.

We have never been happier.

Frank always wanted to be a woman and Jackie had always wanted to be a man.

They met online in a chat room for people who mutually wanted to change lives with each other.

Jackie was happy being a man and door-to-door salesman.

Frank was happy being a young woman prostitute.

Sex was like a drug and he loved it so he did not see why he should not make money out of it.

Every year Jackie would return on the same day they swapped bodies to see Frank.

Frank was always there selling himself on the same street corner as he was last year and the year before.

They would go to a cheap motel room and would spend all night fucking like rabbits.

Jackie would always leave him a couple of hundred dollars on the bedside table when she left in the morning.

Frank would always treat himself to something pretty and sexy with the money before heading to work that night.

I hate this life!

The appeal was not successful!

Thomas and William lost everything in the financial crash the houses their money their wives their bodies their sexualities.

They ended up in court appointed bodies.

They were now in two middle-aged women's bodies which had been seized by the police for a drug lord who use them to evade the law.

They were order to pay back there investors.

With no work skills outside the banking industry they ended up falling back on one of the oldest professions in the world.

New Job.

Tony had always been a man who love visiting brothels.

As far as he could see it was the easiest way of getting himself a little bit of company.

So when the great shift put him in the body of one of the girls working there he found himself in a strange predicament.

He was no longer into women.

His new body crave the feel and touch of a man.

So as far as he could see it was only logical that he started working there.

 

On the other side of the transaction.

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Are men turning into woman?

Anthony had caught the Fam virus a couple of months ago.

He did not want to stay a woman for the rest of his life

So he did not report his transformation.

Instead he decided he would become a prostitute in hope that he would find a man he could pass the virus onto so he could be cured.

Night worker.

Just another cold lonely night standing on the corner of the street waiting for a John to pick me up said 19 year old Peter as he took his cigarette.

He had now been trapped in this body and life for almost a year since that fateful night the night he decided to pick up a prostitute and lose his cherry.