Finally opening his eyes and realizing that the sound does not stop Trevor saw that he wasn't in his bedroom. Moreover, this place was not at all like the bedrooms or places where he used to spend the night in his life. Inexpensive furniture and cheap appliances immediately caught my eye. Although it was a comfortable enough bedroom with good furniture, but for Trevor, who had grown up to live until his 25s in wealth since childhood, this was really strange.

The first thought "I've been kidnapped" immediately came to Trevor's mind when he opened his eyes to hear the unfamiliar alarm clock on the phone still making its obnoxious sound.

- Where I am...?

Trevor whispered, feeling that something was definitely wrong with his voice, but not yet realizing it.

Lying looking around and for some reason staying out the window, Trevor heard water pouring somewhere nearby, guessing right away that this was the sound from the shower stall and concluded that he was not alone here. The kidnapping version filled Trevor's head more and more until he decided to stand up and felt a strange new heavy weight in the chest area suddenly pull his skin down and, looking down, let out a woman's frightened scream, looking down at his new big tits and not understanding how is it possible.

He had to move with his palm a strand of long hair, which blocked the view at that moment, and at the same time pay attention to the sensation of touching this hair on his back and face. It was all definitely wrong and impossible, but at the same time too real to be a dream.

Squeezing and unclenching huge female breasts with his hands, Trevor was restless from the wave of new sensations. On the one hand, it was strange and unusual, but on the other hand, the sensitive nipples of the boobs seemed to turn on Trevor and he felt how everything was starting to warm up between his legs with each of his new movements and squeezing the soft tender flesh of the boobs.

- Oh my God, no!

Suddenly remembering his dick, Trevor stretched his hands between his legs in the hope that his dick was still with him, because because of the large chest nothing was visible at all that was lower and there was still a small hope that he was still a man, albeit for some reason with female boobs. How many thoughts flew through Trevor's head at that moment and the theory of the kidnapping took on new colors. He thought that his kidnappers really did some kind of surgical operation with him, but the hope that his penis remained nevertheless instilled faith that he could, thanks to his father's money, then become a man again