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Even though it was a summer day, the air was already getting quite cool at night, causing the young girl to shiver. She felt cold and lonely even though her home was just a few blocks away from the charming square she was on. But despite this, she could not return home, not like this... Anastasia, as she was officially named now, looked at the prostitutes in the distance with disgust and fear. They were all so... happy. How could they be happy doing what they do? Why would they choose this kind of life? She was even disgusted by the thought of why she was even thinking about it.

"Ugh.... brrr! Stupid weather..." - The young girl shivered as she crossed her arms, hugging her body to keep warm. She felt so weak... and so fragile... She hated the feeling of being weak and powerless. But what could she do about it now? She was a woman, without legal reason to remain in the country where she was born. And it was her fault, more precisely the fault of her previous identity - Dan Rogers.

Dan used to be a middle aged man who loved drinking and gambling. He used to have a good life, living with his beautiful wife in their comfortable house and enjoying the luxurious life provided to them by their jobs. But when he drank, then the only thing left for him was to gamble. It started as a hobby, but it became a bad habit. When the gambling began to eat away all his money, Dan hid it from his wife as best as he could, so she didn'n know about his debts.

Debtors soon started threatening him, and when they realized he didn't have the money, they came to the conclusion that he could be useful for other reasons. Dan worked in a local government, so he could be used for various schemes. Their offer was simple - either he gives them his body or they'll destroy his life. At first he tried to prove that he could be useful anyway and that he would do everything they said, but they didn't trust him. They were afraid that he would tell police or other authorities about everything.

So he agreed to their terms and goes to the underground swap market. He didn't know who he would have to swap bodies with and was in shock when wake up in a female body after the swap. Everybody around talked with him in a different language and only some time later he realized that it's he now who speaks Russian, and not his native language, English.

Anastasia shivered again, while remembering everything that happened to her during the last few weeks. She didn't want to believe that she now really was a woman, and an illegal immigrant in her own country too. Everything happened so quickly... She looking at the prostitutes again, with anger in her eyes.

"Stupid sluts!" - She murmured quietly, her voice now sounded so feminine, so weak and pathetic. But she know that it was the only way for her to survive...

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