The last thing he remembered before waking was getting a flat tire.
He remembered walking to a farmhouse to use their phone as there was no cell signal.
He remembered an old man answering the door and inviting him in.
Then everything went blank.
He had a splitting headache and he felt queasy.
He slid out of bed and saw his reflection in the large mirror hanging on the opposite warm.
He slowly walked towards it not believing what he was seeing.
Was this woman he was seeing really him.
He reached the mirror and touched his reflection.
He fell onto his knees and let out a groan of horror.
He checked his arms legs and underneath his long hair for scars or any marks of surgery.
There was not even a single scratch on her flesh.
He slowly got back to his feet feeling The Weakness in his legs and the heavy weight of the breasts on his chest that moved like a pendulum from side to side as he did so.
He sat on the edge of the bed faced in hands crying.
He did not know how long he sat there but the sun had definitely risen by the time he stopped crying.
For the first time he took in the room he was in.
It was a sleazy room down motel and probably one used by people paying by the hour.
Feeling slightly chilled he wrapped the blanket around his naked flesh hiding it from his gaze.
He saw a stack of female clothes on one chair with a handbag and a litter.
He walked over and picked up the letter opening it with trembling fingers.
It said good morning sweetie I hope it wasn't too much of a shot.
You turned up at the perfect moment for me.
You save me from having to go out and grab somebody off the streets.
I already had the woman in the basement strapped to the machine I just needed a second body.
You see my experiment was to see if I could transfer the electric consciousness of one person to another.
Your brain weight was transferred into her body perfectly.
Her brain waves were not so fortunate and got slightly scrambled as I transferred them into yours.
With her brain waves being so messed up I could not transfer yours back into your body.
So I decided to leave you where you are and let you continue living her life.
Her name is Laura Bell Smith.
She was born in Connecticut on the 12th of September 1993.
She has no family and is an orphan.
I know it's not the perfect life.
I know it'll take you some time to get used to it.
But trust me when I say you will.
In the next couple of days, you will start to find being a woman not as terrifying as you thought it would be.
Doing your hair and make-up and wearing women's close will become normal.
Going outstanding on the street corner saying yourself will become second nature to you as there is a little bit of her personality still inside her brain which will slowly change yours.
Please don't try and find me.
Over the next 72 hours, Dougie went through all the stages of grief.
Denial: he refused to accept this was reality.
Anger: he promised to he ever found the person who had done this to him he would kick the living shit out of him.
Bargaining: you promised any god or deity listening that if they gave him back his male body he would follow them forever.
Depression: he cried he shouted he begged he moaned he screamed wondering what he had done to deserve it before sinking into a deep depression that lasted all day and all night.
Acceptance: He woke on the third day trapped in this body in this Motown and said to himself he was not going to let this get him down.
He was going to get out of bed shower and get dressed.
He wasn't a man, not a weeping woman and he was not going to let this get him down.
So now he was a woman and he was a prostitute nothing said he had to continue living that life he could change it.
Sadly that was not as easy as he thought he was going to be.
The woman he was now was well-known in the town for her career choice.
She had a criminal record for prostitution and shoplifting that barred her from most jobs.
But the worst thing of all she had a Pimp who expected to be paid.
Seeing he had not been working for almost four days now the pimp was not happy.
So he found himself sitting in front of the mirror doing his hair and makeup and slipping on the little outfit with no panties.
Just as the letter had said this all felt natural and normal to him.
But the strangest finger of all was how much he was looking for with to getting down to his work.
Muscle memory was one thing but memory of the organs was this body had felt in the past came flooding back and he desperately wanted to feel.
But suddenly up to now every man he had encountered was doing absolutely nothing for him and he was finding being their prostitute a very warning job indeed.
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DeleteDoug was once a 37-year-old traveling salesman, he woke up in one of those cheap motels. THE last thing he remember that had a He woke up with the strangest feeling and he had a flat tire and h no cell service. And a farmhouse that he might get help. A old man then things got fuzzed after that. Then had a headache that had one to many drinks. When he fully was aware of his surroundings. He noticed that the image , the face. Was now the woman. That he had sex with the night before. At the moment he felt that he was still dreaming. He had to touch the image, he couldn't , he wouldn't believe it. He was she, she was him. Then he check his body. For any surgical scars for any surgery. He found none all way. Not even the hair was real like it was grown, cut and dyed. Then his legs started to bucket so he had to stead himself. He started to noticed the strange sensation on his chest. Then he felt two mounds on his chest. Then he noticed that empty space between his legs. When he started to realize it. that he is a she, a girl, a female now. When he finished crying for a time. He noticed a chair, and handbag in a litter. He walked up to the pile of clothes and shoes there. Then he noticed a note in the bag. He opened it. He opened it.
ReplyDeleteIt said. Hello sweetie, if your reading this you probably realized that your now a woman now, physically and biologically one. That is true no you weren't given some surgery or some like that if you can believe that. That your body your in now is mine or was mine now its your now. Your name is Laura Bell Smith. Your were born in Connecticut, where you were born the 12th of September 1993. You have no relative your probably a orphan. You live-in the Charming Hotel. That you live as a prostitute there . To explain a few things, that I transferred mind , my essence into your body. You are perfect match that, I switch into your body. The transferring into your perfectly. But where some problems with you when you where transferred into my body that your mind a little scrambled a little. So when you wake up. You wake up a little confuse, upset, scare. Don't try to look or find me, you won't find me because of you won't be in the same place. When he read this a third time he. Had to get out of this place. So, Doug, somehow put on his/her lingerie , then his stay up stockings(thigh-highs). He had a series of directions to his/her new place. So Doug got his/her new place. He/she took of his/her clothes off. And found a short plain nightshirt. For three days. Doug started to go threw the four stages of grief. When Doug woke up the fourth day. Doug was more Laura Bell. Than Doug. that he was more she. Then another thing that Laura Bell Smith didn't tell him/her that he/she has a pimp. And he didn't like that. Laura wasn't out to make money for her. So Doug now Laura HAD TO sell his/her body for sex. Doug/Laura look at some of his/her working clothes. That he/she pick out one of sexist outfit like it was automatic he/she put on a dozen, a hundreds this year. That he/she apply his/her makeup , style his/her hair. It was like it was part of him/her that Doug stop think of herself as a guy now. That she is Laura Bell, a hooker, a prostitute. When Doug started to walk to a spot when she could find a guy that was will to paid for sex, or a quick BJ. That she Laura Bell. But when was something. That Laura Bell was trouble with. How did he become Laura Bell. If that is her name. It is now that she Laura Bell. When she does it. Her life as prostitute began, and will she remember anything but that. And what of Laura Bell now Dough where is she err he now what of the device that transferred them that is another story now.
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