Virtual Reality - Peasant - part 2 (Patreon)

Part 1 -  https://www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcbv/art/Virtual-Reality-Peasant-part-1-808667493 

The door slammed open and i stared at the woman revealed there. She shouted, “What’re you doing sitting here diddling yourself when you need to get scrubbing?” She raised one hand and brought it down, slapping me so hard that my head rang. “Get yourself together, girl, and get out here! No breakfast for you today!”

With that, the unnamed woman swept out of the tiny room. Somehow, in some ridiculous way, this was real. But i realy remember that i must be in virtual reality.

i went to the door and peeked out, looking to see if there was anyone around to see me. Absurdly, i was more concerned about someone looking at me than i was about the fact of my new gender; i felt as if i was wearing a ridiculous costume and would be recognized by anyone who knew me.

I headed for the louder sounds and found himself in a hot, smoky kitchen that stretched out into an area as large as his my real apartment. The huge woman who’d awakened me caught sight of my standing in the doorway and bustled over, glaring the whole way. 

“Well? What are you waiting for? And what are you doing out here with your clothes undone? Turn around!”

I did, hardly realizing that i was following her barked orders until i had

done so. She immediately seized the ties on the back of my top and started pulling them tight, then tighter. Just on the edge of me not being able to breathe, she tied them off and grunted in satisfaction. “Now get scrubbing,” she said, pointing to a tubful of wooden dishes.

I headed in that direction, tottering slightly. The ties had pushed my new breasts higher, making them bulge at the top of his neckline and giving my enormous, deep cleavage. 

While i scrubbed i tried to listen to the women nearby. I quickly learned that my colleagues didn’t like me. When the first meal went out, an elaborate breakfast of some kind, the activity level of the kitchen went down. I was sure that it would pick back up but until

the dishes started returning i had a few minutes to myself. I headed for the same hall that the others were using to head into the dining area, but just before he got there I felt someone latch onto the trailing ties that bound my belly and yank me backward. 

The round matron stood there glaring. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“I…I just…” I was unable to come up with a good response; between the confusion of the morning and his lack of experience with his new voice, all i could do was stand there stammering.

The matron lowered her voice, a note of sympathy creeping in. It was strange to hear from her, like a dog suddenly singing an opera, but there it was. “Look, I know what it’s like to be young and beautiful, Julia, but slutting around like you’ve been in just asking for trouble.”

I was dumbfounded; it seemed that i had spent his entire day in that state.

“Slutting around? What?”

The matron rolled her eyes. “Everyone knows, girl. It’s just lucky that you didn’t catch pregnant from Lord Charles or you and the child would both be out in the cold.”