Request for xZiggy
"Man I can't believe I struck out again" Brad sighed. He turned to his friend Sebastian, "you promised I'd get laid at this party." Brad was desperate, he was the last one in his friend group not to lose his virginity, it was humiliating. He was so down in the dumps that he easn't even gonna go to this stupid party, he only came because Sebastian told him he'd definitely get laid, but after striking out with his third girl tonight it look like that wasn't going to happen. "Hey, it's not my fault these girls have taste" Sebastian said with a laugh, "but look man, if you're really that desperate I have an idea, come with me." Brad followed his friend upstairs into his room. "Lucky for you this is my party, otherwise you'd be stuck a sour little virgin" Sebastian said sitting down at his desk, he fired up his computer and opened it to a page. "Here it is" Sebastian stated, "the answer to all you're problems." Brad looked at the screen, "LifeSwapper.com? isn't that kind of dangerous?" He'd heard the roomers of internet scammers, everyone had. "Pfft, you mean those silly little stories about scammers" Sebastian waved his hand dismissively, "that's just bullshit made up to stop people like you and me from using it. I know a guy who knows a guy and they swear it's legit." "Well... okay" Brad answered, he wasn't sure about this but at this point he was willing to try anything.
They spent the next 20 minutes setting up his profile, and another 10 searching until they found the right person. "There he is" Sebastian said excitedly, pointing to a guy that looked like he was ripped out of a mens health magazine, "with his life you can get laid as much as you want." Brad looked his profile over, "John, aged 34, personal trainer, only interested in permanent swaps". "I don't know about this," Brad said, "why would a guy like that want to swap lives with anyone, much less me. And a permanent swap? I thought I was just gonna do this to get laid then swap right back." "Well if you did that, then it wouldn't be YOU that got laid would it" Sebastian said, "besides, he prob just wants to be a bit younger, you know how people can be about they're age when they're nearing their forties, my moms still freaking out about it." Brad looked the guys profile over again. Sebastian was right, he was sure to have as much sex as he want in that life. He pictured an adult, chiseled version of himself and started to get kind of excited. And as far as it being permanent went, well he wasn't gonna want to give up a stud lifestyle like that anyway.
"Okay, lets do it" he said. "Alright, I knew you'd come around" Sebastian replied, "just make a request and if he accepts you can say hello to the new you." Brad made the request and went back to the party, the more he thought about it the more he thought a guy like John was never gonna swap with a nerdy virgin like him. He decided to just forget about the whole thing and enjoy the party. An hour later Brad had finally made his move on some girl there, and she kinda seemed into it. They made out for a while, before she asked him if he wanted to go upstair. They went up to Sebastian room, Brad knew he wouldn't mind. Excitedly he agreed. As they where taking each others clothes off Brad heard a ding from the Sebastians computer. "Oh fuck, the swap" he thought, he hurried over to try and cancel it but was too late.
Brad opened his eyes and looked around. He was in some seedy, run down motel room. "Natasha, come here. I'm not paying you to use the computer" said a burly man sitting on the bed. "Wait-what, no, this is a mistake" Brad began "I'm not meant-" "The only thing you're meant to do is what I paid you for" the man cut him off impatiently, "or am I going to have to get rough with you." Defeated and scared Brad went over to the man, he passed a mirror that was in the corner of the room and what he saw just confirmed his suspicions. He was a woman, through and through, and a prostitute from the look of things. Brad knew he should've never listened to Sebastian. "Get on the bed" the man said aggressivly. Brad did what he was told and a couple of seconds later gasped as something entered him. The man pumped away like Brad was some common bitch. It was humiliating and Brad wanted to cry but he was scared what the man would do to him if he did. The only good thing about the ordeal was that it didn't last long, a couple of minutes later the man finished inside him.
"I'll see you same time next week" the man said whilst getting dressed, "in the meantime you better get to your next client." "Next client" Brad thought dismayed. The man left, slamming the door behind him. Brad began to weep, he'd been conned by an internet scammer, a woman who hated her life and everything about, and now that life was his. At least now he'll be able to have as much sex as he wants. Be careful what you wish for.