Irresponsible son (Patreon)

In a luxurious room, sitting on a huge sofa, Jake lit a cigarette, thinking about how tired he was of his old father, who was constantly trying to teach Jake about life, while Magdalena, another whore that Jake brought here, was pulling on sexy underwear in the next room, looking in the mirror .

Suddenly a bright flash lit up the room and when Jake was finally able to see normally, he was surprised to find that he saw Magdalena in front of him, who was holding in her hands the straps of a red sexy lingerie halfway down her body, while her huge tits were still naked

“Que demonios...” Jake began to say, noticing that Magadaleno was completely repeating his movements, and only a moment later Jake felt a huge heaviness from his new breasts, realizing that it was a reflection and Jake somehow ended up in Magdalena’s body shouting even louder “¡Ay dios mío!” Quickly finding the door to the room he was in before the bright flash, feeling his tits swaying uncontrollably, Jake opened the door to this room to see his former body in which Magdalena was now holding the still smoldering cigarette that Jake had just smoked, wearing his white shirt and pants.

"¿Qué es esto?" Jake shouted, but heard a familiar voice from Magdalena's body.

"Jake? Is that you, Jake?"

"¡Sí, soy yo!" Jake shouted again, having difficulty understanding English words.

Their conversation was interrupted by the butler, who suddenly appeared there and who had clear instructions from Jake's father - "no prostitutes in this house"

"What's going on here?" the butler demanded, eyes narrowing as he appreciated the unusual scene before him.

"¿Qué estás diciendo idiota?," said Jake, looking at his hands, which were now feminine and smooth and beautiful, with perfectly manicured fingernails and dark skin, irritated by his appearance, his huge tits and long hair.

The butler slowly moved closer to Jake, who was now for the butler an ordinary busty dumb Latina whore.

"What did you just call me, you filthy bitch ..." said the butler, raising his hand, preparing to slap the face of the woman in front of him for such impudence. Jake had never seen his butler talk like that before, much less talk to him like that! However, Jake was now in Magdalena's body and raising his hands to calm the butler, Jake said in Magdalena's high girlish voice:

"¿Qué? No, espera!"

Before the butler had time to slap his new face and perhaps knock the red lips off his face, his large breast jumped forward.

"Whores like you don't belong here!" the butler said harshly, "Get out now!" He pointed with a finger at the main door. 

Jake was shocked. He poorly understood the butler's words, but clearly understood the butler's actions and guessed that the butler, once the kindest person in his life, was now kicking him out of his own house, or rather his father's house, for being an impolite prostitute, while Magdalena, who was really a prostitute, was now in Jake's bed and pretending to be Jake!