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- Dude, this isn't funny anymore.... FUCK! What the!?

Initially surprised by his voice, Richard was instantly taken aback when he looked down and saw suddenly two large mounds sticking out from under the blouse that Louise had given him. long dark hair curled around these bulges and from this angle it was obvious that it was his hair. But how is this possible? The wig that someone, perhaps as a joke, put on him from behind, Richard could somehow explain, but how did THAT come about? And what happened to his voice!?

Without even having time to think of a huge number of new sensations, they suddenly began to appear one after another. First it was pressure from the bra straps suddenly appearing on his shoulders, and then a new strange heavy weight from the large breasts that Louise had always had, and now it seemed to be part of his body! The long hair didn't feel like some kind of wig and was held tightly to his head as Richard examined himself and turned his head in different directions, feeling their touch and noticing how Louise's bangs, which she always wore, now periodically fell into his eyes and interfered with the review. !

Pressing as usual and biting his upper lip a little, it became obvious that his lips seemed to be swollen and now they tasted like some cheap lipstick, apparently the same red and bright one that Louise liked to paint.

- Is something wrong?

Jacob slowed down as Richard stood up, barely holding on to the high-heeled shoes that suddenly appeared on him, feeling himself balanced with a new center of gravity and trying not to fall, but found only the soft flesh of a woman's breasts, whose nipples, even under her bra, seemed sensitive from his touch. .

Lowering his hands from his large chest and looking at Jacob, who, as if not noticing anything, continued to remove the shawls, Richard wanted to stop him and shout angrily

"Everything is wrong! This is some kind of fucked up! And what the fuck are you doing!?" Richard wanted to say, but at that moment the same discharge of static electricity swept through his entire body and instead, for some reason, he simply fell silent, now standing confidently on his heels and not staggering and able to make only an embarrassed face, opening his eyes looking at Jacob's cock, who had already sat down on the sofa and stroking the place next to him, slowly said wearily

- Then come on....come here to me... and please take your time when you suck... oh... what a hard day...