Jamie

"Ohhhh my goooddddd," Keenan exclaimed in a single breath. He was gasping like a sailor rescued from sea, his whole body trebled in one motion. "Holy shit!" He instinctively moaned.

He looked down to tow perfectly perky breasts. Beyond those breasts was another set of breasts, the face they belonged to was completely obscure to him, but he saw the body they belonged to being penetrated by a very girthy penis.

"Too much, too much," he screamed with very feminine lungs.

The woman beneath him pulled her face out, Keenan recognized her face, it was Natalia, his ex from long ago. "Is everything alright hun?" she asked, and moaned as she accidentally slid herself deeper into the man penetrating her.

Keenan collapsed, his head colliding with the wall on the way down.

"Jamie, are you okay?" A male voice rung in his ear. "Jamie?"

Keenan just lied there, sloutched against the wall, he could still see his perfectly perky breasts on his chest. Jamie, he thought, that was my ex's name. Am I really her?

"Jamie?" Both male and female voices rang. "Jamie, don't do this to us."

Keenan let them have their fun. As far as he knew, this was the weirdest dream he had ever had in his life.