Room 67.

To say Scott was confused would be an understatement when he suddenly found himself sitting on a sun lounger surrounded by teenagers as he stared down over his new unfamiliar body.

Taking in at first the large breasts that sat on his chest & the long blonde hair that framed his face and was surprised to only be wearing a skimpy bikini that barely held his new large breasts under control as he felt between his legs to only find a moist gap where his old friend should have been.

As he noticed the beach bag sitting next to him and search through it.

But he was disappointed to only find a bottle of suntan lotion, a cheesy love romance novel and a room swipe key which informed him that whoever's body he had landed in was staying at the Marriott Florida hotel in room 67.

He quickly put everything in the bag trying to ignore the unfamiliar movements of his body as everything mood and jiggled in ways they never did before and slipped on a pair of pink flip flops and went to find the room which hopefully held more information that could help him in his current dilemma.