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Warm evening breeze coming from the nearest lake makes Mike's new long hair dance like seaweed under water while he straightened them once again. This was obviously not what he had planned to do tonight, which was the night he usually visited that bar for a quick drink, and then maybe a short ride home with any of the hot ladies, or, which happened much more often, go to the nearest strip club for a long fun night and spend all his last money on stripper's lap dances.

But tonight was completely unexpected. He decided to stop for one small drink. Just one. Small one. That he did not expect to have, as if some time traveler will take over his body to do some bullshit that should greatly influence the future, namely, stop one big guy who wants to beat up some skinny guy. He literally could not control his body, feeling as if he was a prisoner at that moment, but a voice in his head explained everything to him. That skinny man is going to save the world in the future, and this big guy was under control of aliens.

Mike decided that he's crazy, tried to resist the control as hard as he could, but it was like a fly trying to stop a train. In the end, he gave up, and watched everything like observer. But now it was no longer important, because after Mike, or rather his body under the control of a time traveler, struck the big man, then in the next moment he was standing at the lakeside, holding the phone at arm's length, tilting his head to the side.

The phone was playing some weird song in his ears, while face of the woman from the screen was looking straight into Mike's eyes and in the background there was a signboard "Palcmanská Maša". Out of surprise, his hands could not hold the phone and he, in a manner unexpected for himself, squeaked like a girl.

"Čo to kurva?!?!" (What the fuck?!). He yelled loudly, his voice was definitely female, not his, and not only his voice was female, but also his body, the face that looked very strange in the phone screen. It was the face of a woman, a very hot woman with red painted full lips, a lot of makeup on her face and long hair. She looks like typical sexy chick who works as a 'wife' for rich men.

Mike instantly looked down fearing the worst, because he already felt a strange weight on his chest, and it was definitely not his pecs. Two big breasts were bulging through grey top and pressing against each other. His hands went to his crotch, to the point where his cock used to be. And that was not there. Loudly female scream came out of his mouth and he fainted, falling face first into the sand.

However, after a few minutes he woke up again and realized that it is still real. It wasn't just a hallucination, and his mind is still the same, his personality was still male. He felt how tight thong was pressing against his ass, how his huge tits are hanging freely with a strange new weight, how leggings are stretching around his huge butt. He stood up, and immediately he felt how his tits bounce with his every move.

It was the worst thing ever. Not that he hated girls, it was the opposite, he loved them and loved when they had huge curves, but it was different now, because now HE had one of the biggest ass and pair of the tits. And definitely Markita Palcmanská had one of the hottest bodies in the entire Slovakia, because she had to do a lot of workouts, diets and plastic surgery in order to become a living doll for her rich man.

"Uh, potrebujem pivo... a potom možno potrebujem lekára alebo psychiatra..." (Uhh, I need a beer... and then maybe I need to get a doctor, or a psychiatrist...) She thought, walking slowly along a dark beach. Her new huge ass was swaying with every single step like jello shaking from earthquakes. In her mind she cursed time traveling guy and wished to find... some man who could relieve her stress, by s***g his cock or getting a pounding from the backdoor. "Áno, toto je to, čo teraz po všetkých tých svinstvách potrebujem!" (Yes, this is what I need now after all this crap!)