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Damn ... I do not want to leave this locker room. This ... This is simply unrealistic. This is all just some kind of dream. But this .. this is pressure on my shoulders, this hair and most importantly ... this huge chest! I’m even afraid to get into my underpants again, I already touched this place and it was so strange.

"Margaret, come on, what have you been taking so long ?!"

This guy is apparently calling me and judging by the ring on my little female hand, this is my husband. I ... I just close my eyes and everything will be fine. Oh god, these boobs, why is it such a heavy weight.

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Max still examined his body for several minutes, but later he had to leave the locker room. Of course he put on his new tight-fitting top. He was met by a black man who turned out to be his pimp and who was already very angry because his beloved whore Margot had been looking for new underwear for so long that he promised to buy her.

Max was a teleport tester at his university in Ohio. And, of course, something didn’t work and he ended up here in Canada in the body of Margaret Hughes, a prostitute