How I became a whore

Waking up

If at anytime you don't quite know how to visualise the woman just look at the photo up there minus the pink hair with small gut 

"Ugh my head hurts it feels like a two ton gorilla just went through it punching everything in sight what's wrong with my mouth it tastes different like really really different like salty yeah that the adjective salty ugh why does it tast like I ate an entire bottle of salt before bed last night speaking of why does my pillow feel so weird it feels hard like a car steering wheel "I think to myself then  I open my eyes and see that it was a steering wheel I was laying on "what the fuck why am on a steering wheel "I think again though the question sounded retorical it really wasn't I wanted to know why I was here I look around questioninly wondering what was happening I turn my head to see a hand a black womans hand "oh shit did I somehow manage in my sleep to get into bed with a black girl nice " I think again I then take a minute to think and then think "where is the rest of her her hand is on the wheel so is her arm so where is she " then I look for my own hand where is the white male hands I usually use then I look to my left there is nothing but an open door a car door that is open then I look out to see if anyone is around anyone to tell me what is happening to me where I am even so I stand up as I left the car it was a blue Toyota 2006 edition then I realise something strange the girl isn't in there nor her hand where did it go then I take a step and fall down I turn my fallen self to see a black pair of breast in casesed inhot pink dress but also a fur coat the coat seemed expensive but I couldn't tell to be honest the dress also had small bulge eminating from the stomach a stomach that could do with a little less fat foods and a tiny bit more excise but hey it looked sexy in the dress then I saw black legs cased in black stalkings   coming out of the dress with long black heeled boots being present on the feet they looked like they belonged to a goth hooker as they had many different laces and buttons on them  then I realsised this isn't my body my mind went into panic mode and I started patting myself down only to see the girls hands present in place of mine I stared in awe of the new limbs their nails where red and long looked freshly manicured their length was most likely 5 inches long at a minimum they looked sharp so sharp that I was scared to actually touch my face for fear of cutting and of course for fear I was right I wasn't in my body the fingers also had two rings on them both sliver and both covering the knuckles of the fingers they were on the left middle and the right middle  then I screamed as my mind came to a shocking realisation I was some how a black woman how that is the exact opposite of me I was am meant to be a white male then I see something that could help a purse a small black sequinned purse it look fairly cheap probably costing seventeen dollars at most I pick it up to get a sense of dreed as I grab it my stomach churned my mouth which still tasted like salt went dry I grabbed and opened it my father always told me a woman's purse is her most valuable possession and I should never go though it but since right now I might be the woman who owns it I really don't think that certain rule applies to me right now I look into it and see a few things containing but not limited to a phone what can only be assusmed to be a small hand held mirror and then finally lipstick colour Cherry red a whore's colour indeed I ignored everything but the mirror I opened it to see myself herself whoever's self it was it was strange she had a soft face not even fat just soft very womanly  her eyes were brown and big looked like beautiful her lips full and puffy coated in smudged cherry red lipstick her hair was in a word unique it was long and wavy like it was treated with many products it colour was a light brown with pink highlights on the left side I stare in shock at the woman she stares back touch my ..her ... our face and my eyes widen as I take out the phone it was an I phone 7 I look at the phone and it's lock screen to see a picture of the woman I now currently am but she is naked then I see new things about my new body like a tattoo  of what can only be seen as a kiss imprint on my hip and more shockingly pieced nipples not only that but they looked painful and seemingly impossible to remove these made me feel sick knowing they were in me or on me I was always a very by the books man never broke the rules never even thought of tattoos but now this is just horrifying to me I touch my thumb against its home button to see the phone open up and it's home screen wasn't any better it was a picture of a the woman I am currently sucking on a penis she seemed to be enjoying it in the photo like licking a tootsie pop "ugh gross " I say hearing my new voice it is strange it is a stereotypical hooker voice yet it has a musical quality to it I then had a thought that thought was to open the photos and see if this is a one time thing or a multiple time thing the pictures not me saying gross I open the app and see a video I click on it to see her the woman naked having sex with a black man he was a big and tall and looked like he knew his way around her body he knew what she like he knew how to please her he then said "how much again baby " she said " 150 dollars "her voice still seemed so strange to me not as strange as being in another body but it was on the list  he then said " alright then " and took out his wallet that's when the video ended "oh god I'm a whore a hooker a prostitute what ever you call it I am it now what the hell " I then look at the purse to try and find something that would make this theory seem impractical yet nothing I even found the 150 dollars I then find two new items in a hidden pocket a drivers licence it said her name virgina Scott ironic name choice since what her ocupation was my name however is jasper meadows the I route around the bag and its secret pocket and find a key to a room it said number 6 and underneath  was the words red woman motel that is then when I had an idea I would go to the Room and see what exactly happens how I left my body and how and how I ended up in virgina scott's I looked back at the car and see the keys in the ignition I walk over to the car I had woken up in and turn the ignition the car roared into life like a mighty lion I drove off the roads were empty I didn't focus on the time when I looked at her phone but it probably was pretty early so I decided to speed down the road it's sign said 40 mph but I was easily doing 80 mph I didn't care to be honest I needed to find out where my body is how I can get back to it and back into it as I speed by a cop car comes racing behind me I know to pullover the way the cop looked in the rear view mirror was not happy  I pullover I don't know if I have a reputation here or if I am just another unknown whore but chance is not something I want to play around with right now the officer comes out of his car when it to comes to a stop he was an older man he was 50 maybe even sixty no wedding ring on his finger he looked to be maybe 210 lbs but that is just a guess he had no visable hair he wore a brown uniform that told me a lot it meant I was in the south since that is the colour most common there he knocked on the window and I in response pulled it down and said "yes officer " those words sounded strange coming from such a voice it sounds so strange " ma'am do you have any idea how fast you wear going " he said his voice ruff it was evident he smokes "no sir " I said in an unintended innocent voice I sounded like it was a porn video and I was the woman who was going to have sex but was to kind to speak her mind  now normally lying is the last thing I would do but right now I'm not even me "was it too fast " I say he says "yes 80mph in a fourty zone is just a little too fast " I say "oh I am so sorry officer " he says "save it I can tell by looking at you what you do so are we gonna make a trade " he said his voice was dominating and controlling but his not knowing me helped my case it meant I was just another nameless whore "a trade" I said genially confused he groaned out " yes a trade you do something for me I don't tell anyone about this little incident " his hand reached down to the door handle and pulled it outwards he then said "no one will know so how about it you don't want a 500 dollar ticket for speeding do you " I thought for a second I didn't really want either but this was an ultimatum either he gets something or I might be screwed not literally "what did you have in mind" I said not really acting hard to get or even sexy just genuinely shocked an officer of the law was soliciting a whore(yes I know I am not virgina but to him I was just a whore)   " just a little suck " he says "a suck a suck of what exactly " I said I knew what he meant but for the life of me I didn't want to be his little relief device he then undid his zip and said "my penis "  I started blankly for a moment the he said "well come on then whore do it"  I really didn't want to I wanted to ignor him and drive off but a five hundred dollar ticket would be hard to deal with in this new body so despite all of my better judgement telling me not to I opened my jaw and lowered my mouth I didn't really want to but I had to his penis was so bitter it was clear he didn't wash it when he masterbated still I started to lick at it trying desperately to mimic the photo of virgina I lick gentally at the shaft he started to moan I knew I was on the right track but didn't want to do anything else so instead I continued his eyes met mine for a moment then he said "come on work the shaft and the tip you really must want a ticket then ma'am " I looked at him in fear of what he would do if I didn't compile so I moved my mouth to the top of his penis and started to kiss it deeply like I would kiss a woman if I you know wasn't one I then moved my hand on to his shaft and moved my hand up and down as quickly as I could since I used to be a man I knew just how men like to be treated and then I saw the look in his eyes he wanted to no he needed to reslease himself as quickly as possible I was about to move my mouth was when he grabbed my hair and forced my lips on to his member and held me  still as he realseaed himself he moaned as a metaphorical ocean was sent into my mouth his salty fluid reminded me of the taste in my mouth earlier and then I wanted to cry having to know if I didn't get my body back this was my life wasn't exactly the best thing for me  the officer let go of my hair and said "good girl " the imprint of my lipstick was on his member he clearly was going to remember this time more than anything else in his life  as he left I heard him say "got to love ebony women they do what others won't " as soon as his car passed mine he waved the second he passed I spat out his fluid and coughed most foul it was gross so so gross it was like swallowing sick I sat there for five minutes thinking about what if I couldn't get my body back then what then what would I live her life would I die her death am I dead where is she is she here or in my body these questions ran through my mind I felt tears form in my eyes and then I said "no I won't be a whore her life  won't   Become mine " I started the engine teeth gritted  I drove like a mad man (woman?) as I drove I didn't think any other thoughts aside from how to get my body back to me I first thought the typical movie approach of simply learning a lesson but then again this isn't a movie and I was kind to everyone who was kind to me I wasn't spiteful nor judgemental just was that all I was I was just me jasper meadows