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Looking into a small mirror holding it with his small palm, Jason didn't believed the fact that he actually paint his pink lips by red lipstick with trembling palms right now. He didn't even wanted to look at a reflection showing him how disgusting he was... or should say she was. Jason couldn't believe his misfortune, being stuck in such a horrible situation. Sila already left Thailand in his real body, leaving him here with her shitty problems, making them as his.

Of course Jason tried to call on someone he knew, hoping to find somebody who could help, but it was nothing. Every person didn't even understand the meaning of his strange broken English phrases that he tried so hard to speak out loud using his high-pitched sexy girly voice. And soon credits for phone call end. Now, Captain Jason Smith was sitting inside dirty hostel room on cheap mattress. His small naked body felt uncomfortable feeling how Sila's soft tits pull his skin down and swaying when his hand occasionally accidentally touching one of them, and causing reaction in body.

"Damn it. I hate you, bitch." muttered Jason putting lipstick on small bed and looking down. "Am I really going out look for some man for money?!" he thinking with anger, trying to ignore bad thoughts that comes to his mind from time to time since he stayed like this for the rest of a life. "Just stop panic! You are still strong man and captain on big American War Ship, right?! It just temporary situation! You'll just earned some money here for ticket to USA and coming back in your own body". thought he, understanding deep inside that's was bullshit. Even if he could came back, it'll will be low chances that Sila swap body again with him. And even he could find money, that already seemed impossible with his situation, Jason would something get a VISA allowing his future access in USA. But now he even didn't have any fucking identity card.

All these thinks painfully coming into his mind again and again, but he trying ignore them once again for now. "Okay. Now, Jason Smith, just breath and calm down. You are Sila, very sexy slut bitch from Bangkok! Like FBI undercover!" stupid motivation caused weak smile from girl's lips. "And your first mission should earning cash money like you already did with Mat... OOOHH, URGH, no no.. Must never remember this!!!" closing his eyes, Jason feels again just with terrible flashback to mind those feeling coming in his ass from his oone of the stupidest sailor who even didn't leave him single penny for fucking whore.

"...Urg, when I will back my body, I promise Matt, first i'll punishes you like it never happens in Navy history!!!" angrily muttered Jason taking by hand small cloth which is gonna act in as an outfit for now. He was wrong thinking that thing would be better than red short mini dress, because this thing looks less tight but it looks like only it was nightgown, very short red nightgown with black in sewn upper part and nothing below. With any breath of wind Jason's bald pussy and naked flat crotch area which belong to this owner became exposed all time this evening, giving him terrible anxiety each time.