Hooters was never Luke’s first choice for guys’ night. It was such a cliche for a bunch of dudes to go there and flirt with women that have zero interest in guys who eat at Hooters. Regardless, Luke met his buddies there and did just that.
They mostly discussed which waitresses they would bang over others over their beers and greasy wings. Their server, Shawna, was no stranger man-children. She laughed at their predictable jokes while using her natural charm and good looks to get a 40% tip.
Luke, always the shy one, remained mostly silent whenever she approached the table. Sure, he checked her out; it would have been rude not to, he thought. He kept his food and drink orders brief, always saying “please” and “thank you.”
“Thanks, sweetie! Hope you enjoyed your meal!” Shawna said, looking directly at him as they all got up from their table to leave. Luke grinned like an idiot and blushed.
“You too,” he stammered back, instantly regretted his choice of words.
The guys said their goodbyes in the parking lot and went their separate ways. Luke sat in his car cursing himself. “You too!” He repeated over and over, cringing at how foolish he must have looked to Shawna.
After serval minutes of self-loathing, Luke went to start his car only to be disappointed.
“Come on!” Luke shouted while his engine struggled to turn over. “Shit!”
Knowing absolutely nothing about cars, Luke picked up his phone to call one of his buddies. At least one of them would be able to come back and lend a hand.
“Need some help?” A familiar voice asked from outside his half-opened window. He looked over and saw Shawna standing there in all of her white and orange glory.
“Uh, yeah,” Luke replied, putting down his phone. “But I have no idea what’s wrong with it.” He tried his best not to stare at her cleavage that was pouring out the top of her shirt.
“I might,” she said with a knee-weakening smile. “My dad’s a mechanic so he taught me the basics so I wouldn’t get ripped off by some asshole.”
“That’s cool,” Luke replied nervously.
“So, you gonna pop the hood, or what?”
“Oh. Yeah. Duh.” Luke cursed himself again.
“Give it a try,” Shawna instructed from under the hood. Luke turned the key to no avail.
“Ok, hold up!” She yelled. “Your spark plugs are shot.”
“Are you sure? He asked.
“No. I’m just a silly little waitress,” she said flatly. “I’ll go get you a beer while YOU figure out what’s wrong with your car.”
“Sorry,” Luke mumbled. Strike three, idiot
“Lucky for you, you can go get some replacements at the Walmart not too far from here,” she explained. “You can borrow my car if you’d like.” “Really? You don’t even know me and you’re lending me your car.” “I know guys like you,” she said. “It’s easy to tell someone’s character by how they treat waitstaff. Especially here.”
“Oh,” Luke blushed again. “Sorry about my friends.”
“Don’t be,” she shrugged. “Guys like them pay my bills just because I serve them shitty food while wearing a skimpy outfit. Wait - can you drive stick?”
“Oh, no. I never learned.”
“Hmm,” Shawna started contemplating their options. “My break is almost over so I can’t drive you, but we could...”
She trailed off and appeared as if she was putting together a master plan in her head. Luke sat the silence waiting for her to finish her thought.
“Have you ever waited tables before?” She asked.
“No, but I was a busser for a couple of summers,” he replied.
“Do you think you can handle being a Hooters girl for an hour?”
“Like put on a wig and a uniform?” Luke was very confused by her proposal. “I don’t think your customers would enjoy that.”
“No, like we swap bodies and you go take care of my tables while I fix your car.”
“Oh, yeah! Sounds like a plan!” Luke chuckled, waiting for Shawna to laugh too.
“Come with me,” she instructed before making her way to the other side of the parking lot. Luke followed close behind, unable to help himself from watching her ass sway and bounce in her tiny orange shorts.
“The girls and I use this when we need to swap shifts without management using an unexpected absence against us,” Shawna explained as she open the door to her BMW. “So, as far as they’re concerned, “Shawna” is at work while I’m in Tammy’s body running errands and having some alone time.”
“Are you serious?” Luke was still waiting to hear her actual plan.
“Yup.” She disappeared into her car and reemerged with a velvet bag in hand. “Sometimes we use it just for fun. On a slow night, we’ll body hop and see if we can get bigger tips as someone else.”
She opened the bag over and small stone fell into her hand.
“All we have to do is touch this at the same time and we’ll swap,” Shawna explained. “You go work my tables, and I’ll go get your new spark plugs and get your car running.”
“But I’ve never waited tables before!” Luke said totally ignoring the fact he’d also have to do so as a half-naked woman. “I’ll screw everything up!”
“Doesn’t matter. If you’ve worked at a restaurant for an hour, you can handle being a Hooters waitress. As long as you smile and shake my boobs in their faces, you can serve them a live chicken and they won’t complain,” she stated. “Nobody comes here expecting good service anyway.”
Her words gave him pause. Was he really going to “shake her boobs” in front of horny men for the next hour?
“Ready?” Shawna held out the stone.
“Yeah, I guess,” Luke shrugged, still expecting her to reveal she’s been messing with him. She’s so hot but this is strange. What is she getting out of this? Luke reached out and touch the stone. Before he could say, “now what?” The world spun around him and he was looking up at himself.
“Whoa!” He exclaimed from Shawna’s body. Her voice sounded slightly different coming from her own mouth.
“You okay?” She asked.
“Yeah,” he replied. “This is so weird…”
“I know it can’t be easy suddenly being a woman. I haven’t been a guy in awhile,” said Shawna. “I forgot how different it is.”
“Different” was the understatement of the century from Luke’s new perspective.
Not only did her curves and proportions feel completely alien, everything she was wearing was sending him for a loop.
He could feel shorts he was admiring moments early wrapped tightly around her hips and ass. The nude tights under the shorts clung to every nook and cranny of her form.
The absence of any weight between his legs was only slightly less noticeable than the wedgie he was experiencing.
Shawna laughed out loud when she watched her face grimace and lower half squirm.
“Sorry, I should’ve warned you about the thong,” she said with a chuckle. “That’s a fairly standard feeling for the other girls.”
“No problem. I’ll get used to it.” There’s no way I could ever get used to this!
“Holy shit,” he whispered into her cleavage when he looked down at her chest. Their presence was impossible to ignore, especially with the bra squeezing and lifting them, ensuring everyone else noticed them too.
Without realizing, Luke raised Shawna’s dainty hands to his chest and cupped her breasts.
“Ohh!” He yelped after squeezing them, completely unprepared for their sensitivity.
“Nice, right?” Shawna said with a knowing grin.
“I’m sorry!” He exclaimed. “I just-“
“It’s fine,” Shawna comforted him. “Honestly, I’d be shocked if you didn’t squeeze them right away.”
Luke took that as permission to squeeze them again, much to her enjoyment.
“Get it out of your system now. If you do that in the restaurant, I will be fired,“ she told him. “Even Hooters has its limits.”
“Understood.” Luke begrudgingly released her boobs. It took every fiber of his being to do so.
“You’d better get back in there.” Shawna climbed into her car, already forgetting she was half a foot taller.
“My break is over and the last thing we need is you getting yelled at by the manager.” The driver’s seat slowly carried her back accommodate Luke’s frame. “Let the girl behind the bar know that I had to step out for a bit. She’ll understand.”
“Ok. Thank you for this.”
“Don’t thank me yet. First, you have to survive being a hot chick for an hour!” She smiled before disappearing behind tinted windows.
You got this Luke assured himself before turning to go back into the restaurant. One hour as a woman waiting tables will be a cinch.
He took his first few steps towards the entrance and stopped. Nothing could have prepared him for the overwhelming amount of movement on his chest and butt.
After a deep breath, he continued his walk to the door. This time taking in the sway of her hips, the bounce of her breasts, and the jiggle of her ass with every step.
A wall of sound hit him when he opened the door. Men yelling and laughing, glasses clinking, silverware falling to the floor - all underscored by classic rock songs that have been played to death.
Luke felt as if everyone was starting at him, which was the case for most rooms Shawna entered. Even on a staff full of beautiful women, Shawna was far and away the hottest. She wore considerably less make up than any other waitress and her body was all natural - save for a little boost from a push-up bra.
“Hey, hun! Can we get a couple more pitchers over here!”
The waving of an empty pitcher in his eye line snapped Luke out of his trance. “Of course,” he said in Shawna’s sweetest tone. “So sorry for the wait!”
Not one of the four men at the table made eye contact with Luke as he cleared the empties.
“No problem, hun,” the man said to Shawna’s boobs. Luke couldn't believe how blatantly he was objectified.
I hope I wasn’t that obvious when I was checking her out.
Luke made his way to the service area of the bar to retrieve the refills, feeling their eyes glued to Shawna’s ass as he walked away.
“You good, babe?” The bartender asked. “ You look a little lost.”
“Uh yeah,” Luke replied. “Shawna had to go out for a few. So...” “Understood,” she said placing two full pitchers in front of him. “I got your back. My name is Sarah. Let me know whatever you need.”
“Thanks.” Luke felt better knowing he had someone else in on his secret. He strained a bit while picking the pitchers up with Shawna’s body’s limited upper body strength. The four leering men were eager to welcome him back to their table.
“Now that’s quick service,” one of them noted. “Are you an athlete? Cuz we’re on a coed softball team that could use some more females.”
Luke found himself giggling. God, she must hear this bullshit all the time.
The next hour consisted of mostly the same thing. Little to no eye contact with a large side of sexist compliments. Luke was even able to get into the swing of things after a little while. He would briefly forget he was a woman until knocked over a glass with her boobs or bump into a table with her hips.
Enough time had passed that he started looking to the door every few minutes expecting to see Shawna walk in in his body.
“Ooh, your boyfriend from earlier is back,” one of the waitresses said. “You were right, she added while giving his body a thorough inspection. “He is pretty fuckable.”
Luke looked up and saw his body approaching.
She thinks I’m fuckable?
He stopped thinking and let Shawna’s body do the talking. For the first time since the swap, he was able to experience being a woman instead of just a pair of tits that delivered beer and wings.
The more he studied himself from a distance the more Shawna’s body confirmed the server’s comments. He never thought himself to be more than average, certainly not a guy who could land a woman like Shawna.
“Just take him home already. You already eye-fucked in front of the entire place anyway!” The waitress added.
“Imagine?” Luke said with a giggle.
His thoughts were suddenly flooded with images of his body towering over Shawna’s. Strong hands groping him, teasing him, manipulating him into various positions.
Oh fuck! Her body is getting wet! Luke blushed when he felt the warmth of female arousal for the first time.
“Hey, how’s it going?” The real Shawna asked as she approached.
“Um, great!” Luke answered.
“You sure?”
“Yeah, why?” Luke was certain she knew her body was turned on.
“We can cover the rest of your tables if you wanna head out early,” another waitress interrupted.
“Sweet! Thanks, Stace!” said Shawna.
“No problem. Have a good night, Shawn,” Stacey replied with a knowing smile.
The two went out the parking lot where Luke’s car was idling.
“Thank you so much!” He leapt into Shawna’s arms and gave her a hug. She squeezed her own tiny frame with Luke’s strong arms, enjoying the sensation of her breasts pressing into his chest.
“My pleasure,” said Shawna, feeling Luke’s cock stir with arousal. “I hope working my shift wasn’t too much for you.”
“It wasn’t so bad,” Luke shrugged. “You were right. All they really cared about was looking at your boobs.”
“Yup,” Shawna chuckled. “That’s pretty much how it is wherever I go, but at least here I get paid for it.”
“So, do we swap back now?” Luke wasn’t sure how he wanted her to answer. “If you want. Or we can go have a drink at my place and swap back there,” she offered. “If you feel like having my tits for a little while longer.”
Excitement and nervous began to battle it out in Luke’s mind.
“Sure! If you don’t mind lugging my big dick around for another hour!” He blurted out.
Shawna stood in stunned silence for what felt like forever before bursting out laughing.
“Sorry,” Luke blushed. “I don't know where that came from.” “I think my body is starting to have an effect on you,” she chuckled. “Besides, I’ve had bigger dicks between my legs before.”
Shawna watched her pretty little face try to figure out what she meant before heading towards her car. “Follow me, I don't want you getting lost with my body.”
Luke climbed into his now operational car and was now the one falling victim to their height disparity. The seat had to be moved all the way forward in order for him see the road. He pulled the seatbelt across his body and felt it nestle between Shawna’s boobs.
He followed closely behind her as she sped through her usual route home, apparently forgetting she wouldn't be able to charm her way out of a ticket with a smile and her cleavage.
“Nice place,” Luke said to himself as he put his car in park. Shawna welcomed him in and offered a drink.
“Whatever you like, I guess,” he laughed. She disappeared into her kitchen and returned with two beers to find him admiring a photo of her fittingly posed in front of some muscle cars.
“So, how do you like being a woman?”
“It’s definitely...different,” Luke replied before taking a long swig and trying to think of a better adjective.
“Yeah, no shit! But are you enjoying it?” Her tone was less curious and more investigative. “Most of the guys I’ve swapped with loved having my body. Like, they were genuinely sad when it was time to swap back.” “How many guys have you swapped with?” Luke asked. “At least five or six,” she shrugged.
“They couldn’t drive stick either?” He joked.
“No, we just fucked,” Shawna answered plainly before downing half of her beer.
“Oh.” Luke wasn’t expecting that blunt of a response.
“I know, right? I never thought the term “go fuck yourself” could be taken so literally, but I tried it once and really enjoyed it,” Shawna explained.
“That does sounds kinda hot,” Luke commented.
“It wasn’t even as a guy the first time,” she went on. “Stacey and I went out as each other one night and ended up back here, drunk and horny. She started playing with my tits and front of me and before I knew it, we were 69ing.”
“Holy shit,” he mumbled. Shawna’s body was reacting to the stories of its past experiences. Thinking about Stacie and Shawna all over each other was making him wet.
“Yeah, after that, I just had to fuck myself as a guy. It’s never been hard to convince one to come home with me,” she continued. “I just had to find a way to convince them to swap with me and get fucked.”
“What’d you do?”
“I waited until things got started and my body was raring to go,” she explained. “After my pussy was soaked and he was hard from the foreplay, I took out the rock. The next thing he knew, he’s on his back, legs spread, aching to be filled.”
“What did he say?”
“The same thing any guy would say if the suddenly found themselves staring down at a pair of tits and a wet pussy between their legs,” she shrugged.
“Please fuck me!” Shawna yelled doing her best impression of a horny woman. It should have sounded more natural but Luke’s voice was the opposite of feminine.
“Really?”
“Really.” Shawn smirked. “They all loved it, too. Not sure if getting fucked by their own cocks made it a little less weird or more, but I haven’t met a guy yet that didn’t enjoy taking a load in my body.”
Luke didn’t know what to say. His mind was racing and Shawna’s body was on fire.
“And as someone who has had plenty of experience on both sides, I can confirm that it’s no contest. Getting your pussy fucked feels waaay better than fucking one.”
Luke could feel Shawna’s heart beating through her chest. There was no mistaking the wetness between her thighs and the aching emptiness that came with it. Then came the question he’d been waiting for.
“Wanna try it?” Shawna asked already knowing the answer.
Luke didn’t have to think about it. He started nodding with the beer bottle between his lips.
“I figured as much,” Shawna grinned while unbuckling Luke’s belt. She was already rock hard from reminiscing. “There is something I haven’t tried yet that I hope you’re up for.”
“What’s that?” Luke asked. His eyes were glued to his crotch. He’d seen his own cock countless times but was about to see it from a brand new perspective. Shawn’s body was on pins and needles in anticipation.
“I wanna fuck my tits.” Luke’s pants fell the floor. She took a hold of his cock and stroked it. “Mmm, I almost forgot how satisfying that feels.”
“Okay,” Luke said softly. “That seems like a good start.” His awkward comments didn’t stop just because he was in her body.
“That’s how it usually starts,” Shawna scoffed while lubing up her cock. “Any guy lucky enough to hook up with a Hooters girl has to titty-fuck them just so they can say they did. Everyone at work has at least one cum stained uniform top they can’t wear anymore.”
“Do you like...having them fucked?” Luke asked.
“It’s definitely enjoyable,” Shawna replied while taking a seat. “But I much prefer cocks in my more sensitive areas. Ya know?”
Luke stared blankly at his rock hard cock, unable to think of anything to say. “Well, you'll know soon enough,” Shawna answered her own question. “You ready?”
Luke nodded and dropped to his knees. Shawna stroked her lubed up cock while hungrily glaring at his chest.
“Good, now just take your dick and slip it between my tits,” Shawna whispered. She could’t deny that she was slightly turned on by how nervous he looked.
Luke reached out and took a hold of the cock. He’d jerked off countless times before but feeling his cock twitch in a hand that wasn’t his own sparked a new sense of excitement between his legs. He leaned forward, pressing it against the top of his stomach.
With his other hand, he reached down and pulled the bottom of the Hooters top. The well-lubricated cock quickly found where it needed to go and easily slid between Shawna’s big soft tits. They groaned in unison, each taken aback by the pleasure of their respective new experiences.
“Ok, I get it now!” Shawn moaned, throwing her head back. “My tits feel amazing around this thing!”
Luke remained speechless and began rocking back and forth. He never actually tit-fucked a woman so being on the giving end of his first one was more than surreal. Watching the tip of his own cock emerge and disappear from Shawna’s cleavage was hypnotic.
“You’re a natural, hon. Go a little faster.” Her encouragement made him smile and he began to rock faster. “Mmm, that’s it.”
It was impossible for Luke to ignore the growing wet spot between his legs. Shawna’s arousal had soaked through her panties, tights, and was even becoming visible through the thin material of the shorts. He ached to be touched, licked, and filled between her legs while feeling compelled to satisfy the cock between her tits above all else.
Luke didn’t realize he was smiling until Shawna smiled back. Two hours ago, he was doing his best not to blatantly stare at her beautiful body. Now, thanks to some old spark plugs, he’s getting to enjoy her body in ways never thought possible.
“Oh fuck,” Shawna grunted from above. “I think I’m gonna cum!” Luke excitement grew. He should’ve been scared of the imminent eruption of jizz just below his mouth, but Shawna’s body was enjoying it too much.
Their eyes met as Shawna’s breath quickened. Luke squeezed her tits as tightly as possible around his cock while keeping a steady rhythm. He bit her soft lower lip, sending Shawna over the edge.
Luke gasped when he felt the first splash of cum across his tits. It’s so warm!
“Ohhhh fuuuccck!” Shawna groaned and began spewing cum. Luke couldn’t help himself from looking down and sticking out his tongue, catching a few drops of jizz in the process.
He slowed his movements but still kept milking the cock. Cum began to trickle out and ran down the shaft, added to the wet mess between his tits.
“Jesus, I don’t know how I can ever say no to a titfuck request ever again,” Shawna said with a laugh.
“That was pretty hot,” Luke admitted. He could feel the cock slowly softening in his chest as it disappeared into the cum-filled chasm of Shawna’s cleavage. “So, do you want to swap back now?” She asked. “Or do you want to see how it feels when that wet pussy between your legs feels with a cock in it?”
“Cock, please!”