...a male brothel whore, no slut would be more accurate. Jeff barely had time to realize what it had said before he felt his body start to change. His hips widened, skin became smooth and soft, his body was toned but not skinny or muscular. Then his cock grew to a size that should be impossible, at least two feet large.
Of course this was a fantasy setting, so he had ended up with a fantasy body.
The world below spun, and he found herself in a dim bedroom, laying in thin sheets. He heaved his body into a sitting position and looked himself over. He was handsome, that was clear. He also felt the memories flood into his mind. He was the son of farmer and, had decided to go into the city to find a new life, something more exciting.
When his money ran out, he went to the local brothel to find work. He only wanted, needed, money, but it felt so good the first time, he just couldn't stop. The owner got him potions that changed his body so it simply oozed sex and desire. No woman, or even the occasional man, could resist him, nor did they want to. They also rampped up his sex drive, reduced his inhibitions to nearly zero. There was little that he was unwilling to do.
Jeff felt his blood run cold, but only for a moment then he suddenly realized there was a someone sleeping with him in the bed.