James sat in the filthy rundown sweaty biker bar waiting for his next client.
He was still amazed at how far he had fallen ever since having his body, his life and everything he had worked so hard to get stolen from him nearly 6 months ago.
He truly believe when he first found himself trapped in this woman's body after the prostitute he picked up one night stolen his and left him with hers.
He was freaked out when he found himself lying in the sticky sheets of last night's fun not in his well toned male body but in the sticky sweaty body of the woman he had hired with only the clothes she was wearing & a note with a few dollar bills stuck to the mirror that gave him the basic rundown of his new life.
He had no idea what to do as he stood in the shower letting the water run over his new body trying to ignore the fact that he was now trapped as a woman and a cheap prostitute.
He tried to find the woman that had stolen his body.
But whenever he called his cell phone or his Manhattan apartment number he got no answer and none of his friends or family he tried would believe his story and just thought he was some sort of crackhead.
He did not even have enough money to buy a bus ticket back to New York.
So he was trapped in this deadbeat town in the body of one of the town's well known prostitutes.
He spent the first two days panicking stressed out worried and frightened.
He had no idea how he was going to survive with just $30 in his purse.
At first he was sure that he could get a proper job and would not have to fall back on her chosen profession but apparently she had such a reputation around town nobody would hire him.
So out of desperation he had no choice but to turn to the profession this woman was known for so well.
At first it did mortify him to have to suck a man off or to have to spread his legs on the back seat of a car and have some sweaty grunting man over him but after so much time doing it it seemed like the most natural thing to do especially when he had no other options.
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