Friday the 13th

Ben did not immediately realize what was happening. He was convinced that all this time that he was in the body of this chick was a big, very realistic dream. And this seemed to be true, since he was often visited by the thought that it would be interesting to know what kind of female body it would be to get, and such dreams were not uncommon.

However, this dream was too real and somehow spontaneous. Before being in this country house, Ben was at his place and read a book. The reading was not interesting, but he promised that he would read the book to his girlfriend, whom he tried to seduce, but was in the friend zone.

While reading, his eyes drooped and when he was here, for some reason it all seemed normal to him. There were some unfamiliar friends who called him Jennifer and it all looked like some kind of country party for young guys and girls.

Still, this dream was too realistic. Ben wondered about it when one of the guys came up at one point and squeezed Ben's buttocks so hard that Ben felt it very, very good. He thought that all this was somehow not very similar to a dream, and that from such a feeling he should have woken up. And when the guy tried to kiss him, Ben finally realized that something was definitely wrong here.

He pushed the guy away and, not listening to his discontent, went into another room, realizing that balancing on heels was much more difficult than a few minutes ago, when everything seemed normal to him. Now everything seemed strange to him. His chest swayed with new weight. Under the tight short skirt, the thongs that cut into his ass were clearly guessed. And he wanted to get rid of the heels almost as soon as he noticed them.

Finding himself at last alone in another room, he was shocked when he saw his reflection at the same time touching his new chest with his small palms.

Suddenly, from the next room, several female screams spread. Something terrible had definitely happened and Ben didn't want to know what. He just wanted to wake up faster, but did not understand how to do it.

But realization came the moment Ben, still holding his chest in his hand, saw a silhouette in the window. This silhouette came closer and closer. Ben's heart was pounding so hard it seems to be bursting out of his chest. Lightning flashed outside the window and Ben saw that this silhouette belonged to a large man with a white mask on his face, and in his hands was a club.

It was at that moment that he remembered his stupid wish, which he once made for his birthday. He wished that his life would be like a movie. It was a few months ago and he did not understand exactly why the wish came true right now, but he was sure that this was exactly what he was thinking.

Of course, he did not want to be in the movie about Jason from the next adaptation of Friday the 13th, especially in the body of some weak and stupid blonde chick, whose type, as a rule, was not a part of the film for long. When he made a wish, he imagined himself to be someone in the role of Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark, but the wish-makers, who must fulfill once a year a random person someone's wish, had a different vision. Especially when you consider the fact that in the heavenly office the wish-fulfillment officer was reprimanded for neglecting his duties this year and for having a nasty mood.