The next night arrived, and Albert stood awkwardly in the dimly lit bedroom, glaring at his reflection. His old, wrinkled face, full of anger and frustration, looked out from atop a voluptuous young woman’s body. The black tube top Leo forced him to wear did nothing to hide the absurdly large G-cup breasts that shifted uncomfortably with every movement. His wide, curvy hips strained against the tight, patterned leggings, and the high heels on his feet made every step a balancing act. His hands, still rough and weathered from a lifetime of labor, looked comically out of place on the soft, youthful skin of his stolen body.
Albert’s scowl deepened as he tugged at the dress’s hem. “This is goddamn ridiculous.”
Leo leaned against the doorframe, smirking as he watched Albert struggle with the outfit. “You’ll get used to it, sweetheart. You’ve got a big night ahead.”
Albert shot him a look of pure venom. “I’m not your goddamn granddaughter, Leo.”
Leo chuckled, clearly enjoying every second of Albert’s humiliation. “You are now, old man. And tonight, you’re going to meet some friends of mine.” He gave Albert a wicked grin. “Think of it as an introduction to your new life.”
The club was packed, the air thick with cigarette smoke, sweat, and bass-heavy music that reverberated through the walls. Albert stumbled behind Leo, struggling to keep his balance in the absurdly high heels, his body jiggling with every awkward step. Men’s eyes followed him wherever he went, and Albert couldn’t shake the growing sense of disgust that gnawed at his stomach. They weren’t seeing an old man trapped in a young woman’s body—they were seeing a curvy, attractive girl with legs for days.
Leo guided Albert to a VIP booth tucked away in the corner of the club. A man was already seated there, his sharp eyes scanning the crowd as he sipped from a glass of whiskey. His name was Tony “The Bull” Sorrento, another loan shark, just as ruthless as Leo.
When Tony’s gaze landed on Albert, his lips curled into a knowing smile. “Well, well. This must be the infamous granddaughter you’ve been talking about.”
Leo grinned and slapped Albert on the back, making his new body jiggle embarrassingly. “That’s right. Meet Albert.”
Tony raised an amused eyebrow. “Still the same old head on a new body, huh?”
Albert scowled. “This is sick, Leo. I don’t care what you say—I’m not playing along with this.”
Leo ignored him and turned to Tony. “So, where’s your guy?”
Tony’s grin widened. “Right here.” He gestured behind him, and a young man stepped forward.
The sight hit Albert like a punch to the gut. Standing there was a tall, athletic young man, probably in his twenties, with the build of someone who spent hours in the gym. But perched atop the muscular body was the unmistakable head of an old man, his weathered features and thinning hair a stark contrast to the youthful frame below.
The old man with the young body gave Albert a tired, knowing look. “Welcome to hell, brother. Name’s Marvin.”
Albert stared in disbelief. “You too?”
Marvin gave a bitter chuckle. “Yep. Tony here got tired of me dodging my payments, so now I’m stuck like this. Seems we’re in the same boat.”
Tony leaned back in his seat, grinning with satisfaction. “And that’s where you two come in.”
Albert narrowed his eyes. “What do you mean?”
Leo draped an arm over Albert’s shoulder, his grin turning predatory. “It’s simple, Grandpa. You and Marvin here are now officially lovers.”
Albert’s stomach turned. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
Tony shook his head, a sinister gleam in his eyes. “Not kidding at all. You two are going to play house—act like the perfect couple. And if you want any chance of getting your old lives back…” He leaned forward, his smile sharp. “You’re going to give us grandchildren.”
Albert’s jaw dropped. “What?! You’re insane! There’s no way—”
Leo’s grip on Albert’s shoulder tightened. “It’s not up for debate, old man. You want your body back? Then you do what we say. And what we say is, you and Marvin are going to settle down and start a family.”
Marvin gave Albert a resigned shrug. “Trust me, I tried to fight it. Doesn’t work. These bastards hold all the cards.”
Albert shook his head, disbelief and fury flooding his mind. “You can’t do this. This is… this is insane!”
Leo’s grin never wavered. “We can, and we have. That body you’re in? It’s healthy, fertile, and built for making babies. And you’re going to use it. Three kids, to be exact. That’s the deal.”
Albert’s heart pounded in his chest. “And if I refuse?”
Tony chuckled darkly. “Then you stay like this. Forever. Or until your mind breaks. Your choice.”
Albert looked at Marvin, hoping to see some sign of a way out, but the old man-turned-young hunk just gave him a sad, knowing smile. “Better get used to it, buddy.”
Leo patted Albert’s back and gave him a shove toward Marvin. “Why don’t you two get to know each other? You’ve got a lot of work to do.”
Albert stumbled forward, catching himself awkwardly on Marvin’s broad chest. His new breasts pressed uncomfortably against the young man’s torso, and Albert grimaced, pulling away as quickly as he could.
“This is a nightmare,” Albert muttered, feeling the weight of his new body settle over him like a prison sentence.
Marvin sighed, running a hand through his thinning hair atop his youthful body. “You have no idea.”
Leo and Tony watched with matching smirks as the two old men, trapped in unfamiliar bodies, stood awkwardly beside each other, knowing full well what was expected of them.
“Remember,” Tony said, raising his glass in a mock toast, “Three grandkids. That’s the magic number. Until then, you’re stuck just like this.”
Leo clapped his hands together. “Come on, you two lovebirds. The night’s young, and you’ve got a lot of catching up to do.”
Albert glared at Leo, his face twisted with fury and helplessness. But deep down, he knew the truth. There was no way out. Not unless he played along with their twisted game.
And the only way back to his old life… was through a life he never asked for.