Happy Turkey Day!

Happy Thanksgiving to all my American readers, and happy Thursday to the rest of you! I'm thankful for all you weirdos out there who enjoy my dirty little stories ;)

Hope everyone gets all the stuffing they can handle today!!

Can't Talk Now

"Jonah? Oh sweetie, thank god you finally picked up. I was getting worried!"

"Mmmhmmph."

"Well, anyways, I finally found that darn spellbook. I think we have everything we need for the ritual at home."

"Mm, mmhmm."

"I know this has been really hard on you, but it'll all be over soon. I mean, the book says the only thing that would seal the magic is if either of us come into contact with, ugh, sexual fluids, but obviously that's the last thing either of us wants."

"Right, yeah, mkay. And you know if it doesn't work or whatever, we'll figure it out. Gotta go, um, got my hands full at the house!"

Something Missing

Walking through the ancient ruins on your vacation, you can't help but feel like something is amiss. You know there's something important you can't remember, but what is it?

You stand there thinking for a while, almost convinced you can hear someone laughing. You decide to mentally retrace the last 24 hours.

You'd arrived late last night, and beaten that old crone to the last taxi from the airport.

At the hotel bar, you'd gotten drunk with a gorgeous local woman, only for her to misinterpret one of your jokes right as you were about to seal the deal.

Touring this ancient temple today, you'd ducked away from the group for just a minute to check out some kind of altar to their goddess that had been roped off. Something had fallen and broken, but you were positive no one had seen you.

After the tour, you'd bought a churro.

You look down, your eyes lingering on the impressive cleavage spilling out of your bikini top, before letting your hands drop to your sides and trace the curve of your exposed ass cheeks absentmindedly as you stare into the distance.

Shit! The realization dawns and you start sprinting back to the food vendor. You'd forgotten your purse!

Demon Worship: Not Even Once

Hey. If you're ever thinking about summoning a demon lord, like, Ba'agrax the Sly for instance... just don't. Sure, you might think he can vanquish your enemies, or at least your high school bullies, but he's spent thousands of years earning that nickname.

After my ritual conjured Ba'agrax in a plume of flame, I got so excited that I forgot to choose my words carefully. I blurted out that I wanted people at school to like me more, without giving any specifics as to how he should interpret that.

I can't deny, he sure delivered. With how horny he made my new body, I've never been more popular, especially with the guys. I just wish they didn't know how much I love it when they finish on my face.

Mash That Subscribe Button

Yo, huge thank you to everybody in the live chat. Much love to the Prank Dawg family! 

For those of you just joining the stream, you might be wondering why you're not seeing your favorite prankster extraordinaire, and instead you're seeing his bitch-ass older sister. Well, major news flash: it's me, ya boy, Prank Dawg 3000, in the body of my bitch-ass older sister!

New Roles

Three months. That's how long it had been since my good-for-nothing sister and her scumbag boyfriend had somehow switched bodies with me and my girlfriend, before promptly skipping town and leaving us stuck in their dead-end lives. With next to nothing in our new bank accounts, it was all we could do to scrape by each month, much less chase the two of them across the country.

Working Man

Whether it was as a mechanic, working construction, or just general manual labor, I'd always made a living using my hands. When the Great Shift dropped me in the body of some dainty blonde, I figured those days were over. My foreman, in his brother's body, laughed as he watched me try to even pick up a jackhammer.

In the process of feeling sorry for myself, I spent a lot of time in bed. Now, the thing about spending a lot of time in bed after being unexpectedly dropped in the body of some leggy chick is that you find some interesting ways to pass the time. To distract yourself, if you will. After a few weeks, I was "distracting myself" on a daily basis.

I finally decided it was time to get back on my feet, in a manner of speaking. As you can see, I'm still using my hands, but I've branched out to other body parts as well. I even work with my old construction crew from time to time!