"Dude, I'm in the bathroom, get out!" the new Layla, formerly Leon, futilely complained to her roommate Jason.
"Come on, you swapped with a chick, just let me see what you got going on," Jason replied, stepping uncomfortably close to her.
"Dude, I'm serious, you can't just..." she tried to continue.
"Oh come on, you're not even wearing a bra, I can basically see them already," he cut her off, then reached out and lifted her top. She groaned and looked away. "Holy shit, are those implants? She really got implants?"
"Well she was a stripper..." Layla grumbled. "She specifically said that as why she was asking for a swap back..."
"And did some porn, don't forget!" Jason added without taking his eyes off of her chest.
"Yes, there are naked pictures of my new body that has breast implants online, makes me feel even better about it..." Layla sarcastically but angrily complained. "Now get out so I can..."
"Actually, I've been thinking about this," Jason interrupted. "I've been covering your rent for a few months now, you use my shit without asking...I was ready to tell you to move out, then you got served about being 'swapped at birth'... I'm going to let you stay, but you're paying me back with whatever I want, whatever I ask for..."
"No fucking way!" Layla fired back. "That's disgusting! I just got forced into this body and that's where your mind goes?"
"Alright, pack your shit and leave. I know you don't have anywhere else to go," Jason countered. "You on the street? You'll have to do way worse shit with way grosser dudes to get by. I'm just going to fuck you, maybe get blown, squeeze your tits whenever I want... Out there?"
Layla was furious, but he was right... She had nowhere else to go. She had been unemployed for months. Her family disowned her after she stole from them to buy drugs. They didn't even know she had been forced to swap. And even though she had gotten clean, she couldn't find work...
"Fine..." she finally muttered. "Once a day, I'll do..."
"Whatever I want," Jason quickly filled in with a smirk. Layla gritted her teeth, but nodded. "Oh, and once you've adjusted, your going to go get this chick's stripping job back. The sex is how you're going to pay me back, but you'll need money coming in for the future. Got it?"
Layla was furious with the whole situation. Forced to swap with a chick...a stripper/porn star with fake tits at that... Forced into sexual favors with her asshole roommate... But it was still better than being all of that, and homeless...
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