The Morning After The Hookup With 'Stacy'

"Ugh, that bitch..." Gabriel cussed as finished rummaging the fridge, his mind still too groggy to properly assess the situation. "That absolute, total bitch!..."

Just around eight hours ago, Gabriel was a tall, handsome man enjoying another night of drinking and carousing at one of the many bars in his city when he met a mysterious Asian girl who went by the name of 'Stacy'. The two of them quickly hit it off, so well in fact that after just a single hour, they were already making out with one another, which soon enough then led to them going to her place and have hot, steamy sex in her bed for hours.

Eight hours later, and now, for who knows what reason, he found himself inside of her body, wearing only a pair of tight shorts alongside a crop top that showed off his entire midriff, while she - presumably in his body - was nowhere to be seen. To make matters worse, his head hurt like hell, his body, pussy, and mouth ached because of how rough their sex had been last night, and of course, he now had to go to the bathroom.

As a woman.

He had no idea how or why she had swapped bodies with him, but what he did know was that going around and saying that he was a guy stuck in a woman's body was not going to be a compelling story.

Hopefully, 'Stacy' had unknowingly left some sort of indication or clue on how this could be reversed. But if she didn't... if she left no sort of invaluable information that he could use... then he was going to have to get comfortable with being 'Stacy'.

Permanently.