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"Well, I'd say you were great, but we both know who did all the work." Candy, at least that's what the woman claimed her name was, slipped her dress back on after a twenty minute toss in the bed. She tucked the wad of hundreds I'd given her into her cleavage, giving me a disgusted look. "At least you paid good. Ugly men should at least have money to make up for it."

Scowling, I pulled out a small totem that I had prepared. Bits of my blood colored the curves and crevices of the carved owl as I faced it towards the hooker. I turned the head around once, twice, then three to make its eyes glow. She took a step back, staring with wide eyes.

"And what is that, freak? You into some kinky ritual shit or something? I'm out of here; why do I always get the weirdos?" As she turned, I felt a burning along my entire body before my soul shot out of my body, directly into Candy's perky ass. She shuttered, her breasts bouncing as she moaning in spiritual bliss as I overtook her body.

I opened my new eyes as an extremely wet sensation pulsed from my nethers. I gazed down at my perfect tits, bouncing them up and down with a little jump. Hands on my hips, I stepped outside and called a taxi. Pulling out the wad, I flagged the driver down.

"Will three hundred and a blow job get me to Vegas?"

The driver turned and locked his eyes on my cleavage. "Looks like I'll be giving you the tip, then." He chuckled as I clambered into the front passenger seat, his hand on my thigh.

"This is gonna be a hell of a night!"

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"Well, I'd say you were great, but we both know who did all the work." Candy, at least that's what the woman claimed her name was, slipped her dress back on after a twenty minute toss in the bed. She tucked the wad of hundreds I'd given her into her cleavage, giving me a disgusted look. "At least you paid good. Ugly men should at least have money to make up for it."

Scowling, I pulled out a small totem that I had prepared. Bits of my blood colored the curves and crevices of the carved owl as I faced it towards the hooker. I turned the head around once, twice, then three to make its eyes glow. She took a step back, staring with wide eyes.

"And what is that, freak? You into some kinky ritual shit or something? I'm out of here; why do I always get the weirdos?" As she turned, I felt a burning along my entire body before my soul shot out of my body, directly into Candy's perky ass. She shuttered, her breasts bouncing as she moaning in spiritual bliss as I overtook her body.

I opened my new eyes as an extremely wet sensation pulsed from my nethers. I gazed down at my perfect tits, bouncing them up and down with a little jump. Hands on my hips, I stepped outside and called a taxi. Pulling out the wad, I flagged the driver down.

"Will three hundred and a blow job get me to Vegas?"

The driver turned and locked his eyes on my cleavage. "Looks like I'll be giving you the tip, then." He chuckled as I clambered into the front passenger seat, his hand on my thigh.

"This is gonna be a hell of a night!"