St Paddy's Day Switch - Waking Up in the Body of a Slutty Stripper with Big Bouncy Tiddies

By BodySwap Ultimate Monday, March 21, 2022

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Ludella is asleep on a table and wakes with a start, blurting out, “I wasn’t jerking off!” And then confusion comes over her face. This isn’t actually Ludella. This is a male who has taken possession of her body…only he thinks it’s just a dream. (Spoiler: It’s not.)

Trying to piece together the events of the night before, (s)he decides that this must just be a culmination of things she saw: a sexy leprechaun girl (with wonderfully juicy tits) and a bar he visited. But since he’s able to control his thoughts and movements, he decides that this must be what lucid dreaming is, and he tries to wake himself up. When that doesn’t work, he thinks perhaps she can control what’s in the dream, so he snaps his fingers wishing to make an orgy appear….to no avail…

“Okay…well, I guess it’s a good thing that didn’t happen…because then I would have been a chick in that orgy. Okay…so let’s try that again: When I snap my fingers, I will be back in my own body, but this chick will still be here, and she’ll be a bimbo who is down to fuck!” She grins, closing her eyes and snapping her fingers. But she’s disappointed when she opens her eyes to find that she’s still in the chick’s body. “Damn it!”

“Okay, maybe that’s not how lucid dreaming works. Maybe I can’t make things appear or happen, but I CAN control myself in this body here and now, so…maybe I should just enjoy that? I can make this body do stuff…make these big ol’ tiddies up and down…Mmmmm…Yeah, I might as well enjoy this body while I have possession of it…hehe..” She bounces her huge tits up and down and the top of her shirt rips. The straps fall down and start to reveal her juicy cleavage.

“Oh wow! They’re SO BIG that they ripped my shirt. Haha. Well, I guess if you’re going to dream yourself into a chick, you might as well dream yourself into a BUSTY one, right?” She says, squeezing and slapping her huge rack. “A really…hot…busty…chick with super huge juicy tiddies, right? Mmmmm….man, I’m getting turned on…” She continues to tease the top down while she bounces her big tiddies, getting herself excited for the big reveal. “This is NOT a push-up bra…haha…no, this is DIVINE! Ohhh!” She moans as she jiggles her juicy milkers until at last they pop out from her top. “Oh yes!” She slaps them and squeezes them and jiggles them, getting more and more turned on.

“Man, I wish I could really snap myself here so I could fuck…myself? Um…I mean, not that I actually want to fuck myself…it’s just…what’s the point of pussy if it’s not getting pounded? Right? Haha. I just want to take advantage of this body!” But then things get weird. His mind gets flooded with HER thoughts. “This seems weird… Is this typical in lucid dreaming? I mean, I’m having memories of this person who is not me. Is this just some weird dream within a dream stuff? I just…don’t understand… Why am I at work? No…no…I don’t work here.” She looks confused for a minute.

“But, wait! I remember something! I came into this bar last night, and…there was this hot chick…and…there was this little leprechaun guy! I invited him to have a drink with me! Yeah. Haha! I was pretty out of it, but I…wait, what? That had to have just been part of this dream… There’s no way that that really had a conversation with a leprechaun and told him in my probably convoluted speech that I wanted to bang the sexy server girl… Wait…either this is a REALLY involved dream…or my brain is really inside this body. Um…hmmm…let me just take a peek outside and see if…” She opens the door to the sounds of a busy street and then shuts it again before sitting down.

“Okay…okay…uh…that’s an awful lot of detail for a dream. I mean…it looks JUST LIKE this street in real life. So…either my memory is really great at detail or…this isn’t a dream…” She says, looking nervous. “I thought this Freaky Friday stuff was just FICTION! Oh, what did I get myself into? Why did I talk to a freaking LEPRECHAUN last night and confess my sexual fantasies which were apparently miscontrued and had me turned into a—” Her eyes roll and her voice gets a little more bimbo-like. “Oh! I better get ready for my shift. I’m the first one on the pole tonight…” She moans. Then her eyes go wide as HE takes over again.

“WHAT? Is this a strip club? Is this some fancy upscale callgirl stripclub? And why the fuck did I just say I need to get ready for my shift?” (S)He’s struggling to pull his/her top back up over his/her boobs, suddenly feeling more vulnerable…but then the bimbo voice comes back. “And I have all those male clients afterwards… I have to get ready because my pussy is going to get pounded SO HARD tonight….Mmmm…” She moans.

“No! No no no! How is she still here if I’m here??? Who is in MY body? What happened last night? Is my body GONE? And I got transferred into sharing a body with some high-end stripper???” Then a look of satisfaction comes over her face as the bimbo returns. “Oh that leprechaun last night was SO GOOD. He knew exactly what he was doing…hahaha… Now, I need to go get ready to work the pole and get FUCKED every which way…” She moans, bouncing her big tiddies up and down. “I’m going to let all the guys pound this!”

Her eyes go wide as he takes over again. “No! No I am NOT! I am NOT going to get pounded by a plethora of penises!” She yells out, struggling to cover her tits. “This is not a dream…this is like my worst nightmare! I wanted to bang this chick, NOT—be her?” The bimbo snaps back to full control. “Oh, you’ll BE HER all right. Hahaha. I’m in control now, and you’re just along for the ride, but don’t worry…you’ll FEEL EVERYTHING! Hahaha! That’s what happens when you make a wish to a leprechaun on St Paddy’s Day…” She laughs, bouncing her mega milkers and coming toward the camera, ready to start her shift on the pole…and ALL the poles to follow…while he's still trapped inside... ;)