Car show (Patreon)

Frank loved car shows. He loved cars, the gym, and beautiful girls. There was no gym, but everything else was always there. He always easily got to know the girls who work here.

This time, Frank hoped that he would also spend the night with one of the ladies from the exhibition. But now it didn't work out the way he wanted, this was the third girl he approached, but the best thing was just a photo with her. He began to get annoyed and after another girl told him not to interfere with her work, he answered loudly

- Is this a job ?! Walk all day and take pictures! What an arrogant bitch!

After some time, an elderly man approached him and spoke to him

- Young man, you seem lost?

- What? I didn't lose anything, though, what have you got there?

Frank took the item from the man. It turned out to be some kind of precious stone and he decided that it was a good find to take it for himself.

- Yes, it seems to be mine

...

After some time, Frank seems to have seen a girl who smiled at him and decided that this time everything will definitely work out. He went in her direction, but at that moment he was stopped by the photographer.

- Sir, sorry, can I take a picture of you?

Frank wanted to push him away, but saw that the girl was looking at him and decided to be polite. He walked over to the nearest car and said

- Let's just livelier!

* Click, click, click

The photographer took several frames and, unexpectedly for Frank, said

- Maybe you will smile? Such a pretty face would come in handy

Frank thought that this guy was completely out of his mind and decided that he had had enough. He took a step and nearly lost his balance. For some reason, instead of sneakers, he wore high-heeled shoes on his feet.

Jake could barely hold onto a nearby car and saw that his hand. His arms, which had huge muscles that he had trained in the gym for years, turned into thin, skinny limbs! His palm became much smaller, and his fingers had a red manicure with long nails, and besides, he was just wearing a tight turtleneck, and now his hands were open

A lock of long hair covered his gaze

- What the hell?!

Jake was surprised at everything, including his new voice. He looked at the photographer, who stopped taking pictures in bewilderment.

- Okay, I'll go take pictures of other girls, maybe I'll come later

Frank looked in fright at the leaving photographer

- Wait!

Frank's voice sounded incredibly high. The photographer stopped and returned. At this time, Frank managed to get back on his feet without support, but his legs were unstable, he felt his new female breasts vibrating and the only logical explanation for this is that photographer

...

The photographer came closer to Frank and hugged him around the waist. At that moment everything seemed unreal. Frank's waist was so narrow and thin that the photographer easily did it and as if they knew him very closely. He pulled Frank's body to him and asked

- Miranda, are you all right?

Frank pushed the photographer as hard as he could. He thought that the photographer should now leave at least a couple of meters, since earlier with such force Frank would have achieved this for sure. But now the photographer only recoiled a little, but put his hand around Frank's waist

- What the fuck Miranda ?! What have you done to me son of a bitch ?! Why am I a girl ?!

- Miranada, I don't know what's wrong with you, but I have no time and if this is some kind of your game, then leave them for the night

- What? What night ?! Why am I a girl? Why is my voice so squeaky? Why is my body so thin and weak !?

- God. I do not know what to tell you. Maybe you should go to the information desk and work there if you are tired of working in the hall?

At that moment, a girl approached them, who had previously smiled at Frank. She put her hand on Frank's shoulder and he shuddered, throwing it off and looking at her. The girl turned to the guy photographer

- Freddie, you are interfering with Miranda's work again. Come on from here

- What? You? Why do you call me Miranda too

- But that's your name

At this time, Freddie with cameras used a second and ran away

- But I'm not Miranda! I don't even know you and in general I'm a guy and this is not my body

- God, what are you talking about, what a joke, let's go to the information desk.

Frank and Angela went to the counter, which was especially difficult for Frank because of his new center of gravity and heels and the way his new chest shakes with every step.

They were silent on the way.

- Hell. It's so real

- Miranda honey

- I'm not Miranda

- Ok ... Then who are you?

- I am Miranda Smith and I work as a model here!

Frank said it and didn't believe it himself. He wanted to say that He is Frank Hoover and he is only a visitor to the exhibition

- Well, thank God. Miranda, honey, stop this circus, stay here, and Angelica and I will go to the hall. Good

Frank looked at them and just nodded silently, afraid to say anything

...

Frank was left alone at the information desk. From the outside, it looked as if a beautiful young girl who was called to help visitors stood without a smile, silently and dwelling in her thoughts.

Frank could not understand what had just happened to him and thought it was still some kind of nonsense. He clearly felt his long hair brushing against his shoulders and face. His shoulders were evidently exposed because he felt a slight breeze from the exhibition visitors passing by.

A large red belt was tied tightly around his waist, and there were definitely female boobs on his chest. Frank looked again and made a displeased face from all this. This is all abnormal. This is some kind of magic. It's all that photographer's fault, he somehow did it to him. Frek once again looked at his skinny hands and wanted to take a step and leave this place, but at that moment he heard again the voice of this photographer

* Click

He photographed it again. Frank felt a slight electric shock and looked at Fred, but instead of starting to shout and swear at him, Frank smiled. He himself did not understand how it happened, but he just took a different pose, putting his small tender palms on each other and smiled at him

- Here, finally, a smile.

* Click

(God, stop it) Frank wanted to say, but he only said

- Freddie honey, stop taking pictures

(What the hell, why can't I speak normally)

- Yes honey. I'm glad you're fine. I'll go to work further

...

After Fredy went to Frank, the old man who gave the item to Frank approached the information desk. Frank's heart beat faster, but he just smiled. He wanted to say

(Old man do you recognize me ?! Do you remember how you gave me one item), but said

- Oh, hello, we have already met, you gave me some kind of precious stone

The old man looked attentively at the girl at the information desk and smiled

- Yes I remember. But then you were not Miranda, but a big and strong guy who molested girls and interfered with them.

Frank was shocked by what he heard. He realized that this is the only one here who remembers him as an old man.

(Do you remember me ?! I was a big and strong guy! Yes! You did that to me !? Bring me back)

- You are confusing something. I've always been a skinny and weak girl! No. You are confusing something.

- Yes, I know you want to say something else. This is the effect of a curse. But it will pass as soon as you can live this new life yourself. I rarely curse people like you, but today I am in a bad mood and you behaved badly with these girls. It will be a lesson for you and when you can say what you think, I think you will be a good girl and you will not do stupid things. And by the way, my gift to you.

Frank wanted to send him or hit him, but only smiled. He didn't understand anything about the gift, but then he felt how his chest began to swell and became a couple of sizes larger

...

For Miranda, adapting to her new life was a real nightmare, but no one saw it. The curse prevented Miranda's true emotions from emerging for a very long time. During the show, she struggled, but all the words and actions she wanted to say just changed into another form.

In the end, after a few hours, she stopped fighting and decided to just shut up, the curse forced her to do her job.

When Miranada finished her work, she went with her boyfriend, photographer Freddie, to their apartment. Miranda wanted to run away, but only pressed closer to Freddie. She was disgusted and disgusted with what she did that night.

Not only did she feel everything completely, in the end it was her body. She could feel her underwear, a dress she had never worn before, the discomfort of wearing heels, but she had no control over her first evening and night. That night, she never fell asleep, although Freddie snored right after they made love.

Miranda was finally able to get up herself. Her large breasts swayed, she went to the bathroom mirror and received even more shock in her new life. It was her old face, that face when she was Frank. It was so strange and horrible.

She wanted to find a phone and call her friends and parents, but she couldn't. She did not want to go back to Freddie's bed, so she sat in the bathroom all night, examining her new unusual body for her.

As soon as Freddie woke up she got the autopilot again and started making breakfast.

Soon Miranda noticed that if she does what, logically, an ordinary girl who meets a guy, lives with him should do, then she began to gain control over her body. It was the same with work

...

Years later

...

Miranda did not want this photo shoot, but she has long been confused about what she does herself and what makes the curse.

She stood naked in the courtyard of a house, and her ex-husband was running around her and taking photographs.

She left him several years ago. She did not know what kind of relationship she had with Freddie before that car dealership, but what happened later did not suit her. She did not want to put up with the curse, but decided that she needed to do everything better, then there is a chance that the curse will end. And so it happened, in the end when she herself began to make love, do housework, do makeup, etc. then she began to notice that she was doing it herself. And she even noticed that she could not do this if she didn’t want to, although sometimes she didn’t understand herself she wants to make love or this is a curse. At one point, after the wedding, against which she was inside with all her heart, but could not refuse. Half a year passed after the wedding and they parted.

Finding herself alone without a man, she had only her job as a model. This she could no longer change, because money was paid here and she did not know where she could earn more.

In the end, she began to live alone.

She still watched herself and her body. She hated her big boobs, which were always in full view of everyone, even if she wanted to hide them. It was part of her job. She wanted to shape her hair, stop doing makeup and manicure, but she was used to it.

She hated that she was now weak and helpless. She became afraid of men and the fact that they are stronger.

Now she had money problems and did not know what to do. She herself called Freddie and asked about work and Freddie offered this photo session.