Maybe...

"Common dude, let me touch 'em!" Hank said, he face was red.

"Hmmm, maybe...." Alex said, giving his new chest a hug and a squeeze.

"Don't do this to me man, you promised!" His face was twisted into an mix of anger and

Alex burst out laughing, the look on his friends face was a cross between angry and horny. His pants were certainly giving away the latter.

"What is it?" Hank couldn't contain his anger.

"Of course, I'm gonna let you touch them," Alex was still giggling. "I literally couldn't have done this without you. Here, have a feel," Alex took Hank's hands and put them on his borrowed chest.

Hank's crotch began to pitch an enormous tent. "Should we go somewhere more... private?"

"You men are all the same, you don't know how lucky we girls are at hiding our horneyness," Alex teased.

"Oh shut up, you've been Devon for like six hours, at most. Common, let's get to my car."

Hank and Alex were best friends, but the two were extremely dorky around women and could never get a date. One day Hank discovered he had the ability to place a soul inside somebody else's body, except for his very own. So he convinced Alex to possess his neighbor, Devon, so the two could finally get with a woman.

"Sure man, lead the way," Alex said juggling his tits along the way.

Upfront

"Why the fuck are you wearing that shirt Matt?" Tony asked the woman.

"Hey man," she said, "I only got 48 hours in Heidi's body. I gotta be upfront if I want to have all the sex I want."

"You don't need to be upfront at all with a body like her's, you could go up to any dude anywhere and straight up asking 'Hey, wanna fuck?' and he'd pound you, no questions asked."

"Hey, wanna fuck?" Matt sensually touched his friend. Tony felt his pants grow tighter. Matt laughed, "I guess you're right!" He pulled his hand back and began walking to the convertible. "No time for stalling dude, because we're gonna get tons of bitches and bring the party back here. Drinks are on Heidi!" Matt hopped over the convertible's into the driver's seat. "Are you coming?"

"Uhh yeah," Tony awkwardly adjusted his pants while walking to the car and sat down next to his friend.

"Now, are you ready for the hottest two days of your life?"

What the fuck?

"What the fuck?" Tom squealed, his voice was much higher than it was the night before. "Why the fuck do I have tits on my chest? Why the fuck is my voice so high?"

"Mhhmmm, honey can you turn the TV down? I'm trying to sleep," a deep voice next to him said.

Tom rolled over and saw a shirtless man next to him in bed. "Who the fuck are you?"

The man opened his eyes, his expression changed from calm and relaxed to shock and terror. "Who the fuck are you?" He echoed back.

"Ahhhh!!!!" They both screamed simultaneously and jumped out of the bed.

Tom didn't recognize the room at all, it wasn't the one he fell asleep in. "Where the fuck am I?" The man said.

"I was about to say the same thing. Just what the hell is happening here?"

After a few minutes of screaming back and forth at one another in confusion the two managed to calm down. Tom learned that the man in his bed was actually his wife Ellen, but the two were still trying to figure out who they were exactly.

"Oh my god," Ellen said looking into the mirror, "I know who we are!"

"Who?"

"You know the old house the Henderson's used to live in down the road before they sold it? Well two young newly weds moved in just last week. We're them!"

"Holy shit, I love you honey!" Tom said kissing his wife in the lips, the roughness of her new beard was odd. "But now what the hell do we do?"