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Turn of the Counter
Sometimes we make our own fate
The 2 large goons tossed me out of the back of the casino after a few
kidney punches and relieving me of my winnings. "An ifs ya comes back agin
we'll smash your kneecaps," the black goon said. When it comes to
blackjack, and counting cards, I'm the best. I'm blacklisted from every
casino, I thought that coloring my hair and hiding my scar with a Beard,
would let me sneak into one of the smaller Atlantic City gambling halls,
but some how they I.D. as me before I was up $8,000.
I picked myself up from the alley and just started walking west. I walked
down the alley thinking how much my life sucked, its bad enough when your
name is Elmer Lipshitz, but on top of that, I looked like Jason Alexander,
fat bald,short middle aged and a dick less then 5 inches long. I've been
knocked around all my life. My ex has a restraining order on me just cause
I'd slap her around occasionally. I floating from job to job, 5 years in
jail for breaking and entering, until on day I was at a small carnival and
there was a blackjack table. By the end of the night I had over a thousand
bucks in my pocket. I found out what I was doing was called card counting.
In blackjack the odds favor the house, but if you can remember all the
cards that have been played the odds shift ever so slightly in your favor.
The trick is bet low when you are not sure of the cards, if the deck
hasn't been shuffled in awhile then you have a good idea of what's left in
the deck. I could feel whether the next card up would be high or low. I
took my winnings down to Vegas and made almost a million bucks before the
casinos wouldn't let me play anymore. Some times I could get in if I
disguised myself, but the scar on my right cheek was very hard to hid. Now
2 years later it was impossible to find a game and I was down to my last
$50,000.
I'm not sure how far I had walked, but my legs were tired and I needed a
place to just sit down and have a bite to eat. That's when I saw the
Chinese restaurant. It was small and needed a paint job but it was open.
And I still had a couple of 20's hidden in my shoe the goons didn't find.
There was only a short older guy in what almost looked like a bathrobe,
when I walked in, he was about to close up, but he took pity on the guy in
dirty torn clothes or my 20 looked good to him. Next thing I know I'm
drinking rice wine and eating cat fried rice, telling him my problems.
I expected him to speak pigeon English, but he had more of a Brooklyn
accent as he said to me, "Look here bub, I have just the thing for both of
us, I've been hiding out from the Mob almost 2 years, but they'll never
look for a Nate the Dago in a chop suey house. Problem is I'm a bit low on
funds myself, and I think we can make a good partnership. If you were in
my body we could make a killing, and I'll rent you my body for say......
50% of the take."
"You're nuts, nobody can just swap bodies!" I said.
"Just follow me," he said as we went to his apartment under the
restaurant. He moved a painting over revealing a wall safe. Opening the
safe he pulled out a red glass ball. Then he loosened his bathrobe and
removed his underpants. I was about to leave this perverts flat when I
felt dizzy. My waist started to shrink, my clothes became to big, and the
color of the skin on my hands changed. I turned to look at myself in the
old chink's clothes as my body pointed to a mirror. I looked and saw I was
now the old man, as my former body said, "So do we have a deal?"
Between the 2 of us we had less then $500 in cash, but from that seed
acorns can grow. I walked back to the same casino, that I was kicked out
of, 2 hours earlier, and sat down at the $10 table, inside of 2 hours I
was at the $100 table. I stopped playing after 10 hours, as my head was
getting groggy and I could no longer concentrate. I made almost $8000,
tomorrow would be better. I took a cab back to Nate's restaurant. I met
him and gave him his share of the winnings 3 grand (after I had stashed 2
big ones for myself) and went to sleep on his bed.
That night after I got up he said he would go with me to the casino and
play the slots so he could help carry home the winnings, but I knew he
wanted to see what I actually won, I hadn't counted on that. We switched
casinos to avoid suspicion, but before the end of the week my cover was
blown and now my new body was no longer welcome at any blackjack tables.
We each cleared about 80 grand each but that's nothing in the scheme of
things.
Nate laughed, "Well we just need to find some new bodies for you to gamble
with. I'll show you how to work the orb." He pulled it out of the safe
after putting in his share of the cash. "All you must do is be within 30
feet of the person you intend to swap with, then look into the orb and
think of what they look like, here you try it with me, but because your
old body is fat, I recommend you take your clothes off. It really hurts if
your expanding but your clothes don't. Also if you trade with a person who
is asleep and change back before they wake up, they will never know a
switch happened.
I gazed into the orb and thought of Nate, the dizzying feeling returned,
as I felt my belly return. I less the 2 minutes I was my old self again. I
handed the orb back to Nate, and he put in back into the safe and asked,
"Now how are we going to find fresh bodies for you to trade with? And how
do we keep them asleep?"
"Well let's talk about it over dinner at Vinnie's, my treat," I replied.
Vinnie's was just a few blocks away so we walked to it, however Nate never
did quite make it. The police report said he was killed by a mugger, but I
knew better. His safe took me almost 20 minutes to open, I left $3,500 in
it so no one would suspect robbery. Now the orb was mine.
I checked into one of the mid priced hotels that had a casino, then I
rented a unit that had a door connecting to the room next door. The lock
on the door was so easy to pick any 2 bit thug could have opened it. Then
in the neighboring room I placed a "nanny cam" so I could observe who ever
would occupy the room,and know when they were asleep. It had to be someone
alone for my plan to work. When my neighbor would be asleep, I would
commence the change. I had to be careful of my patsy, they had to look
Innocent, and if they wore clothes to bed the had to be bigger then me or
else they would be awakened by the change when their clothes got tighter.
I've always been a heavy sleeper, so they would be too, once they were in
my body. When the change would be complete, I'd pick the lock of the door
dividing our rooms, once inside, I'd give my old body a sedative knocking
them out for at least 12 hours. Then I could help myself to their I.D.s
clothes and anything else I'd need to assume their identity. Finally I'd
put out the do not disturb sign on their door, and cancel any wake up
calls. Then off to the blackjack tables.
It was 5 nights before a suitable candidate was next door, a beautiful 20
something blond with huge boobs. She went to bed naked so there would be
no problem with my clothes being to small for her. I pulled out the orb ,
then sat on the bed thinking about her. I watched in the mirror as I
started to change, first the feeling of dizziness, then all my hair below
the neck was gone, my hands became slender, and my stomach and butt grew
smaller. My 5 inch penis grew even smaller till it disappeared along with
my balls, leaving nothing but a hairless mound. My gut kept shrinking but
my butt stopped, forming into a perfect firm tush. My chest grew heavier
and heavier as her breasts grew on me.
It was hard dealing with my new center of balance, but this is the price
you pay. They we fake but impressive none the less. It was hard picking
the lock as long fingernails are not meant to jimmy a door, and she was
farsighted and I didn't have her contact lens on my side of the door. I
walked in and placed a chloroform rag over my old body's mouth, once out,
a simple injection and she would be out at least 12 hours. First I found
her contacts and put them in. Then I opened here suitcase removed a thong
and a very large lacy bra. My God she wore a 34 G cup, bet those titties
cost her a fortune.At least now I wasn't bouncing all over the place. I
pulled out a tight short skirt, and the skimpiest top she had.I then found
a huge pair of diamond earring's, that I helped myself to. I finally put
on her high heels but couldn't get used to walking in them quick enough so
I just grabbed a pair of sneakers she had. Then I did my best to apply
some makeup. Finally I grabbed her purse, jackpot it was full of credit
cards! Her real name was Alice Faye, but she also had cards in her purse
declaring her as Jiggly Janet.
I walked into the casino with almost $9000 in chips.all bought with
Alice's credit cards. Every strait man and several woman stared at me as I
sat down. The dealer couldn't keep his eyes off my chest. His mind was not
on the game, but mine was. I had a much harder time counting cards being
interrupted but guys hitting on me, or trying to buy me drinks. But the
dealer forgot to change decks so often any card counter could have made a
killing. It seamed very strange having to sit when I I finally had to
leave the game to piss. It was almost sensual as the toilet paper brushed
my beaver, but I was here to make money, not play with myself. In 11 hours
I was up $27.000, plus my original 9 bills. Meanwhile the I.R.S. had the
name Alice Faye.
I walked into her room, and replaced all her clothes and contacts. My body
was still asleep on her bed as I tossed a few chips on her bed, I figured
she deserved some souvenir after all I stole her diamond earrings, I
figured it was a fair trade. I closed the door. Laid in bed and grabbed
the orb. In no time at all I was my old self.
A week later, I couldn't believe my luck, a pair of Catholic priests had
been there for a conference, one of them had to leave the conference
early, leaving his room mate alone for the night. I was raised by strict
Catholic parents, and hated every minute they forced me in the church.
Tonight would be extra fun.
I took my clothes off because he looked to be at least 250 lbs, and that
would rip apart my largest bathrobe. I touched the orb and thought of the
priest. As before there wasn't any pain, just a feeling of dizziness as I
grew 4 inches taller, and my beer belly expanded even farther, and I even
lost a good 10 years. My body grew even hairier, and I now possessed an
uncircumcised 8 inch dick. I opened the door and drugged the priest, now
helpless in my body. Then turned on the lights and went through his
suitcase. He had 700 clams on him and 2 credit cards, in the name of Ralph
Phillips, not much to stake a claim but it would have to do. I put on a
very casual pair of pants and a flannel shirt he had brought, and his K-
Mart bobos.I looked like the all time boob tourist. Next time I would have
to remember to have a stash of money to bet with in case of my next victim
not having enough cash for the tables.
I found the table with the same idiot dealer from last week, my luck just
kept getting better. The dealer still wasn't replacing the deck as much as
he should have. I realized this guy could make me rich. With the priest's
credit cards I had almost 3500 in chips. Within 2 hours I had doubled it.
I Quit at $12,000. It was now almost 5 a.m. so I hoped a cab to the bus
station and deposited $10,000 in a locker. After all if something went
wrong I'd have some cash that even the I.R.S. didn't know about. Coming
out of the station I saw them 2 of the nastiest ho bags ever to look for a
trick. It was time the good Father Ralph lost his virginity. I rented a
room and had the 2 girls fuck and suck me. The oldest of the pair was a
stretched out old cunt with floppy over sized lips. Even with my 8 inches
it was like fucking a large jar of jelly. I laughed as the youngest one
gave me a blow job, as he lips were covered in cold sores. The old one was
in ecstasy while I had one fist in her pussy, while the younger one deep
throat ed me. These girls would do anything I asked. I spanked them, and
pissed on them, while they took turns giving me a rim job. Who cares if
they had the clap, I'd be out of this body before noon.
By 11 I was back at the hotel, I helped myself to his silver cross, then I
held the orb and began switching back. "The priest would no idea of what
happened till either his Visa bill showed up, or his dick fell off," I
thought, as I started falling asleep.
2 days later my neighbor was a fat ugly old bitch in her late 50's. The
idea of being in her body was disgusting, I almost didn't do it, but I
couldn't resist breaking the casino. She was asleep before 11. I removed
my clothes and let the orb do it's work. As I began reforming I nearly
threw up. I didn't think my ass would ever stop growing. My arms and legs
were covered in flab, my belly just a road map of stretchmarks, As my
breasts formed I could see she would make Alice look like a 12 year old.
They got larger and larger. my nipples racing towards my knees. Cellulite
formed on my mishapped legs.The lazy fat bitch had never bothered shaving
her legs or her pits. My left breast was 3 inches lower then my right, and
there were even hairs on my nipples.
I moved my arm and a wave of fat shook down to my knees. I had trouble
getting up as all that blubber shaking with every step. I opened the door
and gave my old body the drugs to keep the bitch out cold. Then I opened
her suitcase, Her panties were the size of a parachute, her bra 54 H.As I
put it on the straps dug into my shoulders. Hadn't this bitch ever heard
of a breast reduction? I put on her sweat suit and looked at her face in
the mirror, if she wouldn't have let herself get so fat she might have
looked OK but now all I saw was a fat old cow. I put on some lipstick she
had in almost a blood red color, her name was Jane Ritz. I looked at my
hands and noticed a huge white mark where here wedding and engagement ring
would be. I looked at my old body's hands, and removed a diamond of at
least 2 carrots. I placed the do not disturb sign on her door, and waddled
to the elevator.
I went down to the table with $15,000 in chips, care of Jane's credit
cards. The dealer from my previous nights was no longer there, but with no
one hitting up on me I was at full concentration other then a very
uncomfortable seat for my lard ass. 10 hours later I was ahead over
$45,000. Time for another deposit to the bus locker. On my way back I
couldn't resist going to the tattoo parlor and having my butt tattooed
with W I D E L O A D. I returned to my room glad to rid myself of Jane
forever, keeping only her ring to remember her.
My next victim was a very pregnant woman named Donna. It was almost as
hard moving in her body as Jane's, I never knew how that brat was going to
move. As I was putting on my socks milk squirted from my breasts, onto my
feet. My troubles didn't end there. I couldn't keep track of the cards
because the baby's movements distracted me, and I had to get up to pee
every 15 minutes each time losing count of the cards I quit after playing
3 hours and losing over $2,000. But I fixed Donna's ass by drinking
everything in the mini bar, after prying out the stone in her ring.
The next night I borrowed the body of one Ron Parker. After winning about
$30,000 the security guards from the casino hauled me in. I was accused of
being a card counter, but when I showed them Ron's police badge they let
me go. "What do you know, cops are good for something," I laughed to
myself, as I made my way to the bus station. Who should I see but my old
crack ho friends. I gave the girls 2 grand to score some drugs we went to
a cheap hotel doing everything from weed to crack, during our orgy. I
figured old Ron would have a hard time explaining himself on his next piss
test, or how his badge was missing.
My next dupe was a heavyset woman named Patty, everything was going well,
to make the dealer at ease I did a horrible job with my makeup then poured
a little bourbon on my blouse and swished a shot of it in my mouth so the
dealer would think I'd been drinking. All was going well other then a mild
feeling of discomfort, I was ahead by $18,000 when my crotch felt wet. I
looked in horror at the red stain forming. Why did I have to wear a white
skirt, or at least put on pantie hose? I kept playing until I was told to
leave. Not for card counting, but for leaving a blood stain on the carpet
under my chair. I left with my $23,000 in winnings throwing a $500 chip at
the goon making me leave and said, "That'll pay to clean your damn
carpet."
I just entered my room, threw my loot on the couch and showered off the
blood. As my washcloth rubbed my cunt I started to feel aroused. My
nipples were tender but still enjoyed being gently squeezed while my
fingers went in and out of my bleeding pussy.At first I was grossed out,
but then I put in a finger, then 2, finally 4. I wanted to put my whole
hand in there but it just wouldn't fit. Then my entire body shook with an
orgasm as I massaged her 42 C cup breasts. I'd have to try this again,
especially if I got another body like Alice, what a fool I was to waste
that body.Still I didn't think I could handle a dick in me. I Played with
myself till I was almost too sore to move, one good thing about a hotel,
your shower never runs out of hot water. I helped my self to her gold
necklace, then I then returned to my old body, and slept better then I had
in years.
The next day I didn't have time to make a deposit to the bus station, so I
put $20.000 in the bank at the hotel and kept the rest of the money in my
room. That night the perfect patsy went into the room next to me. She was
a woman nobody would suspect of being a professional gambler. A fat
gnarly, black, bitch, that was older and fatter then Jane. I grabbed the
orb and thought of the ugly skank. I had the same unnerving sensations I
had with Alice, only worse. Seems she didn't have any teeth. She was so
fat I couldn't even fully bring my arms fully down to my sides, It took me
15 minutes just to get on her shoes. Her breasts were right out of
National Geographic as they swayed wildly.
When I finally got her bra on, my new breasts were bigger then my head.I
debated whether or not to put in her dentures. The thought disgusted me
but she checked in with them in, and it would look funny if I left the
room without them. I looked in the mirror as short a time as I could, just
trying to get my gray hair in place. I soon gave up it was hard to look at
a face that covered in hairy moles. I picked up her purse. Joan. Palmer
age 71, shit only ! credit card. I figured I better grab an extra $5000
out of my room, I took a silver necklace I found as a souvenir of her, it
was the best piece of jewelry she had. because something told me this
bitch could barely afford the room. And I wasn't gonna move her fat ass
back to the room if I needed more money for chips.
I was in perfect form, in less then 8 hours the pile of chips in front of
me was worth over $35,000. Its a good thing I brought my cash as her
Discover card only had $400 credit left on it. The cards were all going my
way. I doubled down the table's max. As the dealer flipped over my cards I
saw, I had won more then I ever had in any one night. All of a sudden my
vision clouded up and I felt dizzy. My legs went numb, and I passed out.
I woke up in a hospital bed with tubes in and out every part of me. I
could only move my left arm, and that was with great effort. A nurse came
in and smiled saying, "Mrs Palmer you're up. Can you tell me what year it
is?"
I tried to say, "It's 2007 you stupid bitch!" My mouth moved but nothing
came out.
The nurse said, "That's alright dearie, hopefully with therapy you'll be
able to talk again one day, but you're going to have to work hard, after
all a stroke is very serious. We'll let your husband know you're awake."
I couldn't do anything for myself, I had turned into a helpless 475 lb
baby. Barely able to move my left arm. and that was pinned down above the
elbow by my sagging breast. I couldn't even feed myself. The Dr. came in
with an old black man.
The Dr. spoke, "Mr Palmer your wife has suffered a very serious stroke.
When she leaves the hospital, I'm afraid she will have to live in a
nursing home, unless you and your family can take care of her."
"No doc the kids are all over the country, and at her size I could never
manage her, we don't have any money, except for her blackjack winnings,
and looks like she spent most of that here at the hospital."
The doctor and my so called husband talked awhile, then the doc left the
room. Mr Palmer said to me, "Thanks for leaving us all that money Elmer,
but its the least you could do after ruining our sex life. Ain't no way
I'm touchin another man's diddly, especially one as ugly as the one you
gave my wife. Ya gave Joan quite a shock when she woke up in your body.
Fortunately you left the door open between the 2 rooms, and you left her
necklace on your dresser. It was hard for her to put the pieces together,
still can't figure how ya did the change, she had to put your clothes on
to go to the lobby, that's when she found out her old body was in the
hospital. But she's takin me to Jamaica with the money, and jewelry she
found in your room, and your bank accounts. Your blackjack games famous,
she tried to sit at a blackjack table and they told her to leave, she
found your name on your drivers license, and a little checking on the
Internet and she found out who she had become. Ain't no one gonna miss a
lil piss ant like you. Hope you enjoy your stay at a state run nursing
home."
That was 6 months ago, I still can't walk but I have a little more
movement in my arm. I'm always hungry but all they feed me is low fat
mush. They are trying to get my weight down below 300. Every day this
stupid ass volunteer puts makeup on my face, holds up a mirror to me and
has the nerve to say, "There now Mrs Palmer, now don't you look pretty?"
When I cry, the dope thinks they are tears of joy.
I saw on C.N.N. that there was over 100,000 unclaimed bucks found in a
locker at the Atlantic City bus terminal. And my old body now owned a
successful soul food restaurant in Ewing N.J. Meanwhile I'm stuck here
waiting for someone to change my diaper, not knowing what happened to the
orb.
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