While being guided over to a car by their errant bodies, Sam noticed something a little odd about the Reverend's head. It seemed to be pixelating before his very eyes, becoming ever more transparent. Sam estimated they had had their heads atop these strippers' bodies for a little over an hour, and now they both seemed to be losing the sensation in their temporary 'rides'.
"Please let us go back to normal" Sam meant to say, but instead, the last words he spoke in Tasha's sexy voice were..."God I've really got to have a fuck tonight, I feel so pent up!"
Suddenly Sam looked as the Reverend's head disappeared off Latisha's shoulders...shortly before his own vanished from atop Tash's voluptuous form. There was a momentary period of blackness and then all of a sudden he could see and hear again.
He could tell straight away that he was no longer situated in the parking lot, and he also knew without looking down that he wasn't carrying Tasha's massive stripper-sized breasts anymore. However, he didn't feel completely 'himself' again either.
"Glad that ended before that body found itself a man for the night" Sam thought to himself, as he came to his senses.
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