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Ben Jeffers was used to living life as a rock star and enjoyed his position like all famous rock musicians. He did not shun stereotypes and liked to use his fans for sex, as well as to use various drugs.

This new drug was given to him by one of his admirers as a gift. Ben already had it and forgot about it, but when the moment came and the desire to relax, he nevertheless decided to use an unknown drug.

He had no idea how to use it, however, it looked like a powder, and Ben inhaled it naturally through his nostrils while leaning back on the back of the comfortable sofa of his hotel room.

Daysweet started in just a few seconds and it really felt like a drug. Around him, everything seemed to dissolve, and his eyes were swaddled with mist. A strange dream or it was just a fantasy game, but in this dream, Ben literally separated from his body. He saw how his body lay on the sofa in a relaxed position, but what is strange, the body was without a head. This frightened Ben a little, but at that moment he was still aware that this was just the effect of drugs and simply closed his eyes.

In the next moments, when Ben opened his eyes, he saw that he was above the roofs of the houses on the street and felt a cool cool breeze in his head, but still did not feel his own body. Finally, by force of will, Ben directed himself to the nearest house from which light could be seen in one of the open windows.

Inside the room, Ben saw a woman in a white dress in front of a mirror. She was pretty, but for some reason she looked down sadly and at that moment Ben noticed her small pregnant belly. Flying closer to see, Ben suddenly realized that he no longer had control over his movements. He was more and more attracted to the woman, noticing at the same time that her head was torn off the body, and Ben's trajectory was directed precisely towards her neck.

Finally it's all over. Ben realized that he was no longer drugged and could clearly feel and sense his body. However, something was wrong. Actually, it wasn't like that! He was now sitting in that woman's seat and felt a new weight in his chest.

Instantly lowering his head down, Ben saw two tubercles of the female breast, which were now part of his body, and tightly pressing the uncomfortable bra that filled this breast. The sleeveless white dress was tight around his new body, and his stomach seemed to be distended as if he had drunk several liters of water at once.

Frightened and realizing that it all looked too real, Ben sat up and barely kept his balance due to shoes with heels and a new center of gravity. But something had to be done! He had to go back to his hotel room, so Ben stood up with ridiculous strange steps, staggering and began to look for a way out of this house, meanwhile his chest swayed uncomfortably and he noticed that all his hard-working strong male arms had now become small and feminine.

The sound of the sound of his heels treacherously in the silence reminded him that everything was wrong and at the same time Ben saw from the corner of his eye how someone was approaching, just at the moment when Ben found a way out of this house

- Are you going to go without me?

The man said in a business-like and angrily tone, before burping savoryly. He was wearing ripped jeans and a plaid shirt. He scratched his big belly and held a bottle of beer in his hand. He didn't even seem to notice that something was wrong, but Ben could definitely see in the mirror that this woman's body had his masculine face on it.

- Who are you?

Ben asked in surprise, still not understanding what was happening and widening his eyes

- Who am I?! I'm your fucking husband, you stupid bitch! And now I ask again - where are you going ?!

- I'm leaving here

Ben answered more seriously, not accustomed to such treatment of himself.

- You just came from your stupid Samantha and promised me a bl****b for letting you go. And not just a bl***ob, but a "divine bl***b", is that what you told me when you asked me that you want to meet her!?