Damn it, this is so weird and wrong. All this body, I can't walk without my butt shaking with every step, my God, how humiliating. They are still looking at me. Fucking wizards, how could I know they would really do this to me ?! Why are they smiling and pointing somewhere? Oh yeah, this is the same rich guy who should take me on his yacht. Oh damn, damn, damn, I can't believe I'm doing this<br />...<br />I was just a regular guy last night and had a drink with my friends at one of the bars on the south beach. We were talking loudly and caught the attention of this pair of guy and girl who also joined us. We were not against more people in our company. We have experienced and new acquaintances at our young age is great.<br />The devil pulled my tongue to say it. I just kept up the conversation, but they stuck to the words. I said that it is enough for a girl to have a bombshell body and she can get whatever she wants. Am I wrong? But they started arguing with me and I said that I could get on any expensive yacht if I had such a body. Of course it was all frivolous and I was drunk.<br />I don't remember exactly what else I said, but in the morning these two woke me up. They somehow ended up in my hotel room. I tried to kick them out, but they used magic and froze my movements. These two turned out to be some kind of old magicians who remained forever young. They showed me a video on the phone in which I say that if I had the body of a bombshell, I could easily get on any expensive millionaire yacht in this bay, if I win, then they give me a million dollars, and if not, then I'll just keep this body for myself.<br />God, I remember saying that, but I was so drunk and it was all a joke, a very bad joke, to get them off my back.<br /><br /><span><span><span>If you like my stories and want to see others or sequels, then you can support me:</span></span></span><span>&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a></span>