Summertime (Patreon)

It was mid-summer and a day off. I was on my way to the village to see my grandparents and took my wife there, who was 6 months pregnant. We have not visited my old people for a long time, but now there was a reason.

After seeing my relatives and having done all the chores, I sat down on the porch of the house, waiting for my wife to collect all the things that we needed to take from relatives.

An old woman sat down next to me. I didn't know who she was, but I thought she was my grandmother's neighbor.

- Eh, good weather today, right?

She smiled and said

- Yes, dear, why are you sitting here like that, why aren't you cheerful?

- Eh, grandma, everything is fine, just ... no, I just think about mine and enjoy the sun

- I see that something is hard for you to say. You know, I always thought that if you tell something personal to a stranger, it will become much easier

- Hmm ... maybe you're right. It was just easier before ... I mean before the wedding and this pregnancy, and I ..

She interrupted me with a laugh and answered

- Hah, but I didn't seem to understand what you meant. You think I’m old and therefore I don’t understand what it used to mean when you were young. Do you think I might have thought it used to be 150 years ago? When ladies walked in uncomfortable strange, albeit beautiful dresses, and gentlemen rode horses ?! Haha no i'm not that stupid

I decided to support her joke, especially since I completely stopped wanting to say something personal about myself

- No! In fact, I meant just that! 150 years ago it was cool! All these women in beautiful costumes, carriages, balls!

She suddenly stopped laughing, although I thought it would amuse her more.

- Oh, I think I understood you.

- What? What are you talking about?

- No, no, no ... Nothing. You know. We had a good laugh. Just sit back and relax. Close your eyes and feel the sun

I decided not to argue with her and did so.

...

I closed my eyes. The sun warmed my face. It is strange that the old woman did not say anything. Several seconds passed.

Opening my eyes I saw the same picture, but it seemed to me that something had changed. The houses around it seemed to be a little different, newer. But I didn't pay much attention to it.

- You know, I ... where .. what .. ahem ...

I turned my face to the place where the old woman was, but there was no one there. But my voice worried me a little. He has become something else

- My voice ... oooh, ahh, test, what the ?!

While I was testing my voice I noticed that my clothes had changed. Instead of light T-shirt and jeans, I now wore some strange clothes that covered my whole body. I correctly assumed that it looks like an old dress. Something was wrapped uncomfortably around my neck on my head. I grabbed it with my hands and realized that an old headdress had appeared on my head.

I stood up abruptly and realized that I was indeed wearing an old dress. There was obviously a corset under the dress that narrowed my waist and it seemed very narrow, but it was extremely uncomfortable, it was hard for me to breathe. I saw that two bumps had formed on my chest, but I didn’t have time to check anything, someone hugged me by the waist and said

- Expensive. The carriage is waiting. I think it's time for us.

I turned around and saw a man dressed in vintage clothes that I had only seen in films or museums.

My pulse quickened and I was on the verge of panic

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