Elijah knelt on the bed and tossed his blonde hair back. He was still in the stripper’s body and he reached down and languidly fondled his amazing tits, releasing a soft sigh.
An empty bottle of champagne rested on the table, remnants of the bachelor party the night before. He had a slight hangover and the events of last night were blurry but he did remember the stripper offering him a special treat.
She’d pulled him into the bedroom and swapped their bodies, both of them drunk with excitement and booze. Then Elijah returned to the living room and stripped for his friends as they plied him with drinks. He let them fondle him, grope him…god, did he kiss some of them?
His friends had left and then…had Elijah fucked his former body? And where was she now? The apartment was empty and Elijah began to worry about what she’d done with his body.
He heard the front door open and, thinking it was the stripper rushed out.
“Where did you–?” He began, only to be met with his fiancee.
She turned red with rage when she saw the naked stripper in her apartment and stalked through the rooms looking for Elijah. When she couldn’t find him she tossed the stripper’s clothes at Elijah and kicked him out, refusing to accept his crazy explanation that he’d swapped bodies.
Out on his own on the sidewalk in the sexy outfit the stripper had shown up in, Elijah’s only option was to find his former body and make the stripper swap them back. But where to start?
The Princess and the Pauper is an R-rated 9 page tale about a thief, a princess and a body swap spell gone wrong! Available exclusively on Body Swap Stories.
Words and layout by me, illustrations by SwapSlave.
