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Muted sounds of musical bass coming through the walls of the bathroom stall, where confused blonde was hiding from other dancers. She was sitting on the closed lid of the toilet and staring at the door with her mouth close and breathing heavily, feeling that she was on the verge of hysteria.
'Shit... what's happening... what is this place, where am I... who are these people...' Alex thought, feeling how his big heavy tits were bouncing with every breath. He still couldn't believe that this was really happening to him and was not a strange nightmare because everything was too real. His body was a strange in many ways.
'My... these things are so heavy and big, and they're not mine, I'm not a girl, why do they have boobs...' his hands were moving nervously, touching his soft and smooth skin with long red nails on his slender fingers. Blonde hair was falling on his shoulders and constantly getting into his face, causing him to move his head like a girl, which felt so unfamiliar.
"Hey T, are you okay?" the girl's voice suddenly came from the outside of the door and Alex heard the sound of the approaching heels. "Lusty? Are you sick or something?" the girl tried to open the door, but Tina locked it. "Are you gonna work today or not? I won't dance for you! Get the fuck out here!"
"I'm ... fine, I just... um... need to fix my makeup." Alex said quietly and nervously, realizing that if he told the truth, no one would believe him. 'I need a cell phone and computer to see what the fuck is going on, I can't just hide here like a scared girl, I need to do something!' he thought and sighed heavily, touching his heavy tits. "Could I possibly borrow your phone for a quick call?" he asked the girl with his too seductive and feminine voice.
"Huh? Are you talking to me?" the girl chuckled and asked in surprise from an unexpectedly overly polite and cultured question. "What's wrong with you, slut? Why are you talking like a princess?" Alex didn't know what to say, and was silent. "Fuck you, Tina! If you won't get out now, then I'm telling the boss about you." the girl's voice rang with irritation.
"Um ... yes, yes, I'm sorry..." Alex mumbled and quickly opened the door with a trembling hand, meeting the angry gaze of a pretty girl, who was waiting for him, holding her hand on her hip.
"Oh my god, baby girl, you look like a ghost. What happened to you, T?" the girl's irritated and angry gaze turned into an expression of care and concern. She approached Alex, grabbed his shoulders, and looked into his eyes. "Baby, tell me, is this because of Jack? Do I need to break his balls?" she asked and gently stroked Alex's cheek, causing him to wince in fear.
"Jack?" Alex asked confused. Girl nodded.
"Your man, Tina. Jack." she said seriously looking straight into his eyes, causing Alex only to be even more confused. "God damn, girl, your husband is a total asshole"
"My... husband?" Alex mumbled with his feminine voice. "No! I... I'm not... I mean... I'm not married.." he looked at his hands and saw a gold ring on his finger with long red painted nails. 'Holy cow, a husband?!' he thought and his eyes widened.