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I slowly opened my eyes. There was still a bright light here, but it was now sunlight, not light from the camera that the aliens had put me in on their spaceship.

I immediately felt a strong unpleasant smell. It was definitely not my room around me, in which I lived my entire life before being abducted by aliens in 2021. The room was dirty, the walls were moldy and never had wallpaper or paint on, it looked more like a very bad basement.

A rag was wrapped around my head and I wanted to check it, but when I looked down, I saw that my hands were holding some old clay jugs of water. My clothes were dirty and not at all like what I have always worn. Instead of my jeans and the T-shirt in which I was kidnapped, I now stood in some kind of dress and ... I had breasts! I saw it, I clearly felt the heaviness on my chest. No, that's not what I mean at all!

...

I never believed in aliens and UFOs, but it happened to me. They actually kidnapped me and kept me in their ship. I remember almost nothing, they probably erased my memory, but I remembered exactly what it was. In the end, before I got here, we had a conversation with them that if I want, they can change my life. I always dreamed of living in the past, I liked old Europe and when they asked me, I joked and asked if they could send me to the past. They were surprised at my question, I myself understood that it sounds silly, but I always wanted to be some kind of king or prince.

They said they could and pointed me to some kind of camera, apparently for transportation. I went into it and on the way thought that they would not send me there just like that, I should not become some kind of peasant or merchant, I wanted to be a nobleman. The stranger who led me to the cell was not very happy with my desire and pushed me to go faster, but I still told him that I want to be a noble if they send me to the past.

... 

I looked around and did not believe that all this was real. Instead of bulbs, candles were burning around and the lighting was very dim, although there was a bright sun outside the window. I took a couple of steps forward, my chest, which was just covered by this dirty dress, swayed with every step I took and I felt it, although I did not want to believe my feelings. I felt something touching the upper part of my back, it was my long messy hair that was in a braid and touched the upper part of my body, which was not covered by the dress. Yes, this is definitely a dress, now I have already made sure of this for sure and made sure that I was wearing a kind of corset, some kind of belt that was on my waist and my body is completely female and I also had nothing between my legs ...

My heart was beating fast, but I tried to stay calm. I still held a jug of water in my hands and tried to figure out what to do and what was happening.

- Agatha!

It was a woman's voice from the next room. I didn’t react to it and continued to stand. Who is Agatha? Who is shouting there? Did I really end up in 1750 and did not dream about the newcomers and ... God, I cannot stay here, let alone live as a woman. Apparently they put me in the body of some poor girl. This is not at all what I wanted. Why did I even say that? The door opened and a plump woman in old European clothes from those times entered the room.

- Agatha! What are you stuck for? Bring water faster!

- You say me?

I looked at this woman and was surprised at how my voice sounded now. My voice was female and I even had some kind of medieval accent. I stared at her and still held this jug, which was definitely without water

- Of course you, silly girl! Alive here! Lord, what's wrong with you ?!

She walked in my direction and took my hand to lead me to another room. 

...

It was a strange day and I really hoped every minute that it was all just some kind of prank. I did what they told me and tried not to pay attention to my new breasts and the unusual emptiness between my legs, it was much more important. There was still the same stench around me and my clothes, and I myself definitely needed a wash. But this did not bother anyone, because here everyone was the same.

The owner Matilda, whom I saw for the first time in my life today, told me what to do and I just did. It was a simple assignment, but difficult and hard work. I had to sweep this house, clean up the dirt, carry heavy things. In this body I felt how weak I had become. My arms and legs ached by the end of the day from all the work I had done. When I washed the floor, I couldn't try not to think about how my chest sways with every movement.

I was outside in order to clean around the house and bring some things inside and for the first time I saw medieval streets and people. It wasn't like what cosplayers do or just a gathering of medieval lovers when they dress up in medieval clothes. Everything here was similar, but completely different. People were different, not like in the movies, everyone swore and were more rude.

When the day ended, I seized the moment and sat down on a chair until Matilda was next to me. I sat and looked down, thinking that I didn’t want to accept this life and very strongly that it’s just a prank from an evil alien. Suddenly someone touched my shoulder. This was the owner of this house. I didn’t see him today, but I guessed it because Matilda had been talking about Jack all day.

I shuddered in surprise and looked at him. This man was clearly displeased, but he was different from most people. His clothes were cleaner and more expensive.

- Agatha? Isn't that your name?

I looked down at him and nodded my head

- Did someone give you permission to sit on this chair?

At that moment, Matilda entered the room. She got scared and began to apologize for sitting in the chair. Then she took my hand and told me to go to my room! 

...

When I found myself in my room, at first I did not even realize that this was my room. It was one of the basement rooms in which various things were kept. It was a warehouse, but definitely not a bedroom.

I didn't see right away, because it was dark, and from the light there was only a flashlight with a candle in my hands. There was a small cloth lounger in the corner. There was a cloth right on the floor, and a lighted candle hung nearby. I didn't want to believe it, but it looked like my new bed. How I hate myself for saying this to the aliens. Especially when I was lying down. I literally lay on the cold floor and covered myself with a cloth for sacks. It was very uncomfortable and cold. My chest, when I was lying on my sides, touched each other and I thought that I had not yet seen my body. But I don’t want to see it, let it be only a dream.

I lay and looked at the burning out candle and prayed that it would end faster. I only forced myself to sleep so that when I woke up, I would be back at home in 2021, in my male body. I tossed and turned for a very long time and tried to sleep, trying not to pay attention to my hair, chest and the fact that the floor was cold. 

...

When I woke up, from Matilda's scream, I realized with horror that it was all not a dream and that the aliens would not bring me back to my old life and into my male body. I still felt the heaviness on my chest and how my body became numb from the fact that I was sleeping on the floor.

I slept in the same clothes I was in here yesterday and I had no desire to take them off. Subconsciously, I thought that if I do not see this body, then this all can be just a play of the mind.

Matilda sent me to the market for groceries in the afternoon and for the first time I found myself alone in this strange middle-age city. I didn't even know what city I was in and didn't want to find out. Maybe not today, maybe in a week or a month, but it can't be forever, they have to bring me back.

I went to the market, putting on this headscarf and taking with me some kind of bag to put food for the owner of the house. I did not think about the future at that moment, I just walked and realized that I was already beginning to get used to all this and to my body. I didn't think it would take such a short time.

In the market, near a vegetable stand, I felt someone squeezing my ass. I turned back and saw a dirty-looking man. He smiled, he had almost no teeth, and those that survived were partially black. It stank in here, but his breath was stronger than this stink.

- Beautiful girl!

I pushed him away and tried to run away, but he took my hand. I tried to break free, but it was gripping tight

- Agatha, what are you doing? Didn't recognize me or what? Didn't recognize her husband Henry ?!

- No, get away from me!

- You have no idea how I miss you!

- What are you doing?! Help!

He grabbed my chest right among all these people.

“Oh, it's just a family fight.

I felt how my body was excited by these touches, but of course I hit him on the hands and tried to escape. People just walked and smiled at it.