Girl on a sport bike (Patreon)

I work as a programmer and my job is often stressful and I often grab a few bottles of beer or other alcohol, especially on Fridays. One of those Fridays I stood outside my house and smoked. A guy and a girl drove by me on a racing motorcycle. It was loud and I paid attention to them. In the sky, I saw a shooting star. I had already drunk enough then and that day I had serious problems at work and a lot of stress.

I just chuckled, remembering that if a star falls, then you need to make a wish and said out loud, myself surprised that I suddenly say out loud

- I wish life like hers

And I was about to put out my butt, when suddenly a sharp flash from a star blinded me

...

A moment passed, which I did not even notice, but I was no longer on the street. I sat. And the strangest thing was that I was indoors, because it was definitely warmer here, although it felt like I was naked. I never could have thought that I was really naked.

I looked ahead and saw a naked girl sitting in front of me. She had long dark hair, her body and especially her right arm were completely tattoos. She looked intently and calmly at me, and behind her there was some bald man who was lying in bed and smoking, looking at her from behind.

- Forgive me just ...

Suddenly I noticed that she completely repeats the movements of her mouth behind me and says the same thing, and at that moment I realized that it was a mirror, and the girl I saw was me because at that moment I looked down! I saw two small breasts that were now mine. Not a trace of my beer belly remained. I immediately felt that I was naked and how long hair touched my shoulders. I grabbed my chest, it was soft flesh and it was definitely mine!

- Baby, what's wrong with you?

I heard a voice from behind. It was that bald guy who was reflected in the mirror

- Maybe one more time and then some more drugs or vice versa?

...

I immediately got out of bed from which my new, albeit small, chest swayed and the strangest thing is my ass, which was also big, also swayed. I got up and looked in shock at this bald man, who was now also very surprised

- Lisa, what the fuck happened ?!

- Yes! What happened !? Why am I a girl ?! And who are you ?! And who is she?

He stood up and I saw that he was naked. He walked towards me, but I turned around in fright and went out the door, still noticing how strange my new body now felt.

I went out into the corridor and saw that for some reason we were in a room without windows or with curtained windows, because it was light outside. I did not like all this terribly. I saw the door to the bathroom and went in there.

There was a large mirror in the bathroom and I again saw the girl I had previously seen in the mirror. It was evident that the girl was very scared and I understood that it was me. I collected my thoughts and tried to analyze the situation. It happened after I made a wish and now ... oh god! No!

- I wish my life back! I don't want to be a girl! I am a boy! No! I wish, I wish!

But nothing happened. The restless bald guy entered the bathroom again. It was evident that he was high and I did not want to have anything to do with him. I had to somehow get out of this house and return to myself. Maybe we swapped bodies with this girl and she is now also in shock from what she ended up in my body

- No! Go away from me!

- Baby! What is it!

- Let me go!

I broke free and ran to that room. I grabbed the first clothes I came across and ran out into the street despite the fact that I was not dressed.

...

Standing naked in the street and holding only one rag that I managed to grab in this house, I realized that I had made a mistake. It was just a small towel and I couldn't put it on. Moreover, on the street already some people began to pay attention to me and take out their phones.

Behind me, I again heard the voice of this man and realized that all the same I would have to return to this house.

I was all creepy from fear and from this whole incomprehensible situation, but I decided to pull myself together and return there

- Just don't come near me

I said to this man as I passed by

- Baby, you used too much drugs. I think you should be done with this

- Who are you?

- Me. I'm nobody, I'm just a passer-by, God. If you want to go home, we just had fun

- Home ... yes, but where do I live?

“You’re definitely fucked up. haha. You and I met in a street club, how should I know!

- In a text message in a street club?

These words spoken aloud made me even worse, I was afraid to hear his answer

- What are you ?! Well, say also that you forgot that you showed incendiary dances there

And he smiled, and at that time I heard what I was afraid to hear. No, I can't be a stripper, I'm not a girl at all! What a tin ?! I have to go home!

...

- No no no. I'm not a stripper, I'm not a girl! It's all not true

- Oh, baby, I see it pins you hard on drugs. Perhaps that's all for today. In general, you can stay with me for now, then we'll talk.

And he left, leaving me alone with him, with my new body in the bathroom.

I looked in the mirror in complete horror from what had happened and tried to reconstruct my thoughts and think logically, but now it became very very difficult, I started to panic. I looked in the mirror, touched my body, my reflection, and saw the girl in the mirror do the same in fear. I saw that the type of this girl fits the description of a stripper and this whole environment, tattoos, drugs, everything seemed to be true, but I knew that it was not so.

- No no! Simply! I wish my life is finished! I wish to be a man! I'm Lisa Taylor Stripper! No! I'm not Lisa! I am Lisa! Damn, why can't I say my name!

Suddenly, a vivid memory appeared in my head, as if I was in a different place. I was on the stage, different spotlights were shining on me, I saw the male spectators looking at me below, and I was standing near the pylon and dancing. It was like I was actually there, I remembered that I was doing it, but I knew that I was not doing it. I'm wearing a blonde wig and a little striptease swimsuit. I remember all the movements that I did, all my feelings and emotions, I remember that I liked it. God this is wrong! I don't want to know this! Then I remembered how I met this bald guy and then got on his bike and rode with him. I remembered that I wanted adventure. But I do remember that I didn't.

...

Finally I was able to calm down and accept that it just happened, it really happened. I looked at my reflection and at the same time was afraid, but also a little aroused by the sight of my body. I was still myself, albeit in this girl's body. I decided that I should return to my house and not think about anything. I think that this girl in my body is also worried and we need to solve this issue together.

Slowly, covering my chest, I again left the bathroom and headed to the room in which I found myself at the very beginning

- Baby, you have calmed down

I didn't want to answer, but I had to find clothes

- I need clothes

- And, of course, she's lying here on the floor

He looked at me with a strange look that made me sick, but I gathered my strength. I entered the room covering my chest and feel with my hand how soft it is now. Leaning over the clothes, which apparently was this girl, I felt how my long hair was constantly blocking my view and I had to clean it

I found a burgundy bra, a short dark skirt, tights and a sheer top and high-heeled shoes.

- Maybe you can give me your clothes?

- What? You're crazy?! This is the first time I see you

First time! This girl clearly led a riotous lifestyle. Out of hopelessness, I took the girl's clothes and, with the laughter of this guy, went back to the bathroom to put on all this.

I didn't believe I was doing this, but I put on whatever I found. To my surprise, it all came out easily, as if I had done it many times and even walking in heels was simple, although I had never done it before, but it did not give me any problems.

 I looked in the mirror and turned away from what I saw. These clothes were very provocative and I didn't want to go down the street like that. On leaving the house, I stole this guy's jacket and left as quickly as possible.

I recognized the street on which this guy's house was. It was on the other side of town from my house. I took out my phone and suddenly realized that I did not know the password, but when I started dialing it, it suddenly appeared in my head - 6969 - of course ... Even the password was hinting at the girl's profession. I called a taxi, it's good that I had cash and headed to my house. While I was waiting for a taxi, I saw that everyone was looking at me, especially men, and girls with a condemning look. I wanted to sink into the ground, I myself did not like my appearance

Having arrived by taxi to my house, I rang the doorbell. Nobody opened it for a long time, and then a man came out on the threshold. He was the same build as I was when I stood here drinking beer the other day. He looked at me in surprise and asked

- You probably made a mistake

- I ... no ... you

I wanted to say something, but there was so much thought in my head that I could not express the thought

- Do you want something?

"I ... just ... do you know Jake Donovan?"

- No. You are mistaken

- Can not be! You should know him, he lives here!

- Look, I've been living here for 3 years and I don't know any Jake Donovan! I'll call the police now if you don't leave!

- But ...

And he closed the door. I wanted to scream and cry at the same time. I turned around in a state of shock and just walked straight so that there were no troubles. My heels staggered on the asphalt, my chest was tightly pressed by my bra and was small, but I still felt it as well as the emptiness between my legs in these uncomfortable thongs and tights. I'm already very tired of all this. I just wanted my life back.

I sat down on the nearest bench and began rummaging through my memory and talking in a whisper, knowing that I could not tell the truth about myself, but at least I would find out who I am now.

- My name is Lisa ... Damn ... My name is Lisa Donovan. What!??!

For a moment I was surprised, but I continued to find out first of all my new address. He was not far from here, in the block of cheap apartments and I headed there

...

I really didn't want to do it at all. I was not going to accept this new reality and work as a stripper. When I arrived at my new home, I was not even surprised. It was a cheap setting with cheap furniture and a small apartment. There was a mess and dirty things everywhere, but I had no time for that. The first few days I tried to find a way out. I fell asleep with the hope that when I wake up, I will be myself again. I tried not to pay attention to the sensations of my new body, I did not even go to the shower on the first day, but then I realized that it was necessary.

My money was running out and I dig deeper into my memory and learned that Lisa ... that I work in shifts and I get paid once a week. In addition, I learned that my wish somehow rewrote reality. In this parallel reality, Jake Donovan, a 30-year-old programmer, was not there; there was Lisa Donovan, a 30-year-old stripper. I had the same parents, but they were very rude to me when I called them.

I tried to remember my knowledge of programming, but I couldn't remember anything! It was terrible! I couldn't even remember the university course. I found out that Lisa ... that I dropped out of school and did not finish it when I ran away from home at 16. I did not read and write well, I could not even properly count some prime numbers in my mind! I felt very dumb and it wasn't fair! I studied all my life and was very smart, and now .... But I knew how to please a man and myself, I knew almost everything about the life of Hollywood stars and other unnecessary things! I cried for several evenings and was afraid to delve further into my new knowledge.

Finally I realized that I was running out of money and it was just my shift for dancing. I decided that for the time being it would be a good option, albeit a very humiliating one.

I was no longer even surprised when on stage I got professional pole dancing and just did it as best I could, I always tried to do everything as well as possible. Even when I was summoned to a habitual dance, at first I wanted to run away and of course not to do it, but then suddenly the thought that I would be paid for it seemed interesting to me.

Later I remembered how humiliating it was and the fact that I used to spend this money just like that on any evening, and now I did such strange things because of this little money!

...

As I lay in the bath, I pondered the latest events of my new life. I gazed up at the sky every night without success and made a wish to get my old life back. I really missed my old life and hated everything that was happening to me now. It was like I was not in control of my life and it only got worse.

I already danced several times in a strip club and every time I didn’t get any better from what I was doing. I recalled that in vain I hated the freedom of the old life and the fact that I made this stupid wish. But I couldn't even think that it would come true. Now I had to deal with a completely different reality.

Various guys have approached me many times, but I constantly refused to meet. It was totally unpleasant to me. I still liked girls, although I felt that my body reacted to it in a completely different way and it also pissed me off. I didn't want to accept this life. I had to somehow get out of this vicious circle.

I was not a strong man, but I was a man. They listened to me, I was smart, although not the ideal of beauty. I was treated with respect by passers-by and my acquaintances. And now I was shorter, I was much weaker and more defenseless. I did not know how and did not want to use a woman's charm. On the street they whistled at me, and the girls called me a whore. In the store, the saleswoman spoke rudely to me and it was like that everywhere!

Especially these tattoos and my defiant clothes. I always chose something more modest, but my wardrobe was small and everything was like that, so it was impossible.

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