I never sleep on my back so it was odd when I began to awake that morning and I realized I was on my back, one arm thrown carelessly over my head. I cracked my eyes open and didn’t immediately recognize the room I was in. A stranger’s bed with a ton of pillows.
Reaching up to scratch my chest, my arm hit something soft and almost squishy that wobbled on my chest. Looking down at myself, I found a pair of enormous tits.
That woke me up quick.
My body was half-covered in a silk robe. My hands were slender, the nails painted red, the skin hairless. I struggled to sit up and blonde hair spilled down my neck. Gravity took hold of my tits and they wobbled on my chest. They were huge!
Stumbling to the mirror, I saw the sleepy reflection of my friend’s mom. Awestruck, I spread the robe to look at myself. Her body was naked and my eyes grazed up her skin as I turned and pinched and prodded myself. This was all real.
Panic bubbled up within me. My heart pounded madly in my throat and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the mature big-titted MILF in the mirror. This was me. But how?
I later discovered that the Great Shift had occurred late at night when most people were asleep, leaving me and many others to wake up in someone else’s body.
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