John's amazing life in Mexico (Patreon)

- Oh dios mio, no, no, no, no puede ser, es un espejismo (Oh my god, no, no, no, this can't be, it's a mirage)

John whispered quietly under his breath in perfect Spanish, horrified by everything he saw in front of him in the mirror and even more horrified by what he felt.

He stood in front of a mirror in some cheap toilet with pale lighting and looked at his reflection. From the reflection in this cheap mirror, an appetizing Latin girl in a very obscene outfit looked at him. He felt like her, and now his long dark hair touches her back, the weight of the earrings on his earlobes. The top, which barely covered her small breasts, pressed tightly against his new small weak body and he felt their light weight. From the side of the chest they seemed small, but for him they were just huge and alien. He wore sheer slutty tights and high-heeled shoes on his feet, and he could barely keep his balance. In order not to fall, he grabbed his small palms with long nails and manicure for this old cold sink. He didn’t even have time to be surprised that he spoke Spanish, because the shock from other acquisitions was greater and he could not realize that all this was real.

- Bebé. ¿Por qué estás tanto tiempo en el baño? Estoy listo, espero que hayas cambiado. (Baby. Why are you in the toilet so long? I'm ready, I hope you've changed.)

A man's voice came from the next room and John turned his head. He felt the large earrings swinging in his lobes and touching his neck, as did his long hair. The man spoke Spanish for sure and most likely spoke to John. His heart beat even faster and he again didn’t turn to the mirror and began to try to remember and once again repeat that spell from the book

Looking in the mirror and seeing the reflection of this girl, he tried to cast the spell over and over again and each time he added at the end "John Smith estadounidense, 21 años, estudiante" ("John Smith American 21 years old, student"), but nothing came of it and he repeated over and over again, not knowing that he was speaking the spell incorrectly, but even if he spoke the spell correctly, it would not have worked, since it was a one-time spell. His attempts were interrupted again by this male voice, which was no longer speaking from the next room, but very close

- ¿Qué estás haciendo aquí? ¡Hace tiempo que estoy lista y te veo a ti también! (What are you doing here? I've been ready for a long time and I can see you too!)

He turned his head and saw in front of him a Spanish man of about 40 years old. He had a large beer belly, a bald head and was completely unattractive. He was not wearing any clothes and John stared at him in shock, not knowing what to do. John guessed a long time ago from his appearance that he was in the body of a Mexican prostitute, and apparently right at the moment she started working with some client. John had no intention of taking on this role.

- ¡No! ¡Irse! ¡No no! (No! Get away! No, no!)

...

... John was not going to take on this role.

- ¡No! ¡Irse! ¡No no! (No! Get away! No, no!)

He shouted, and this time his new voice sounded even more feminine. He again turned his face to the mirror and began to utter the same words again and again.

- Bueno yo no. Pagué una hora contigo y conseguiré la mía. Ya estoy de mal humor. Alguna puta no arruinará más mi velada. (Well, no. I paid for an hour with you and I'll get mine. I'm already in a bad mood. Some whore won't ruin my evening any more.)

John felt how he was grabbed by the arm and began to pull away, but then with the other hand the man easily took him by the belt and carried him to another room towards the bed. The room was also with cheap furniture and dim lighting, but John did not notice this, he tried to break free and screamed. He threw it on the bed like some kind of light thing.

John struggled to his hands and knees. His hands were shaking, he could feel his long hair falling down from his face and especially how his chest now hangs on his body.

Some 10 minutes ago, everything was different. John was a guy for 21 years. He played sports and had an athletic body, and therefore he was surprised at how easily this man lifted him up and carried him to another room.

...

John confiscated this book from one of the nerds named Frank at his college. Frank screamed and tried to take the book, but Frank had to do his homework, which John did not get and he decided to teach this nerd a lesson. He was not interested in books, but when he took this book from Frank, he realized that this was an unusual book and decided to read it. The book had many pages with different incomprehensible words in Latin, and at the bottom there were signatures with the designation. It looked like some kind of spell. He was interested in the description of the spell of new life. The spells were not signed in any way, but there were comments at the bottom and it was written here:

"Become any other person. You have to stand in front of the mirror, cast a spell and imagine (to be specified) who you want to become."

...

John didn't complain about life. He had no problems with girls, his parents were well off and he did not work yet and lived at their expense. But of course he dreamed of becoming a more successful person. He wanted a lot of money and power. It's strange, but he thought he should try this spell, what if it works?

He stood in front of the mirror, as it was written in the description for the spell, and said aloud these strange five words. Then he looked at himself in the mirror again and presented himself as a successful rich man. He carefully looked at his reflection, then closed his eyes and when he opened, then ... nothing happened, he was still himself.

From his room a TV announcer was talking about some news. John just heard the announcer say something about Mexican whores and cartels.

- Fucking Mexican whores, gotta try again

As soon as he said it out loud, a loud noise suddenly appeared in his head. He dropped the book and clutched his head. It darkened in his eyes, but after a few seconds the noise disappeared, he could see normally again, but it was not so.

He no longer stood in front of the mirror in his apartment, but was in this cheap bathroom with a combined toilet and dim lighting. From the reflection in the mirror, a girl with full lips, dark skin and long dark hair in slut clothes and slut makeup looked at him.

...

Standing in a doggy pose, John tried to resist this man, but then he realized that it was better not to do anything and let everything happen by itself. He tried to break free and fight, but the man was definitely stronger and John was very painful every time he tried to break free.

- estúpida puta estúpida, deja de pelear (stupid stupid whore, stop resisting)

John's big ass was shaking even more than his chest and it was very, very palpable. He could not imagine that someday in his life he would be in such a situation and that he would not be able to do anything about it. He was a strong guy all his life and got everything he wanted. When he saw that the girls complain that they could be raped, he never understood this and believed that the girls themselves were to blame if they found themselves in such a situation. And even if they were next to the rapist, they could always use several hand-to-hand combat techniques to render the person harmless. But now he could not do anything and was himself surprised that he had decided not to resist. It all happened too quickly and it was all too strange and wrong.

... 

It ended in less than an hour, in fact it was only 15 minutes, but for John even that time seemed like an eternity. He felt with his body everything that happened during those 15 minutes, and especially the moments when they entered him. Even just the touch of this ugly man was unpleasant to him, and all the more he did not like what he did to him. The man left with a last word, but John didn't hear it. His head and ears were ringing with stress. He lay with his eyes closed and still felt all this phantomously with his whole body.

Finally he collected his thoughts. The ringing in his ears was gone, but his heart was still beating very fast and his little hands were still shaking. He got up on the bed and examined his body again. Now he was already naked and could fully see his new body. He had definitely dark skin, there were two mounds on his chest, which gave a certain weight to his chest, and he felt it. His ass, especially in a sitting position, seemed huge to him. His long hair touched his face, shoulders and back. Now he felt very well that the room was cool.

He took two big breaths and tried to calm down. He had to do something. He got out of bed, feeling the new center of gravity from his big ass, and made his slow steps toward the mirror. His ass and chest were shaking, but he tried not to think about it, although it was very difficult. He looked again at his slutty face with big lips, bright makeup, which had already spread all over his face along with mascara, and began to speak the spell over and over, over and over ... Apparently that spell did not work. He already realized what mistake he made when he misused the spell and tried to fix it. But how is this even possible? He didn't believe in magic, but it was all so real.

He returned to the room. It was a small room with a minimum of furniture. Basically there was only a bed, a wardrobe, a couple of chairs and a separate toilet with a shower. The door from the room led directly to the street and he saw it from the window, which was closed by curtains.

He needed to somehow get in touch with that nerd Frank and get him to change him back.

... 

He started looking around this small room for at least some kind of smartphone or computer, but there was nothing here and the best thing he could find was some kind of cheap push-button telephone. Cursing his new long nails, he was still able to dial numbers on this phone. Of course he didn’t remember Frank’s number by heart, but he knew his best friend’s and his parents’s numbers. He decided to call his friend. There were beeps on the phone, then he heard his friend's voice

- Hello

- Hola charlie Es increíble, ¡pero tienes que creer que es John! (Hi Charlie! This is incredible, but you have to believe it's John!)

- What?! Who are you?! Speak English

John realized that he was speaking Spanish now only after he had already started the conversation. It was strange, but he didn't quite understand what Charlie was asking. He remembered English words, but realized that there were practically none in his head. He could only say with a monstrous Spanish accent a few words that he now knew and tried to say at least something

- Hello! It's John Smith! Charlie I'm John Smith!

- What?! Who is John Smith ?! Goodbye, don't call me

And John heard beeps. Charlie ended the conversation. John understood only a few words, but he had not yet realized that reality had changed and now there was no such person as John Smith. The spell changed everything. There was no John Smith in his family in this reality. Once the parents changed their minds that day to have a child and moved this important moment to another date and now they had another child. But in another place, in a Mexican village, other people made themselves a child and a girl was born, whom they named with the beautiful name Rosa, Rosa Juenez. She grew up as an ordinary girl, but at one point a misfortune happened and she was kidnapped and forced to work as a prostitute, and her parents were killed. That was almost 6 years ago, now she was like John 21 years old. But John didn't know it yet.

John started dialing the number again on the phone, this time he wanted to call his parents, but he could not. There was no money on his phone now. Calling America from Mexico is expensive, and Rose didn't have much money and after Charlie called her, the money on her phone ran out. He decided to go outside and look elsewhere for opportunities to call or go online. It was necessary to dress somehow and this was the next difficult stage in the new life of John Smith as Rosa Juanes.

He went through the closet looking for normal clothes. He already hated the way his ass and this chest were shaking, and especially he did not like his long hair, which constantly got in the way and got into his eyes. All the clothes he found in the closet were very lecherous and whores. Skinny jeans, short skirts, short shorts, open tops with a neckline, etc. Of all he found, he chose the most modest thing that could be worn. They were skinny jeans that he barely put on his big ass and a black top that still had a large neckline and bare shoulders. He didn't find any jackets or coats. It was always warm here and Rosa did not even have such things and she did not need it.

... 

After taking a few deep breaths and hoping that no one will recognize him, John left his small room. The door led directly to the street and on the street he saw a strange picture. Near his door, nearby, at a distance of several meters in both directions, stood other girls, dressed in whores. There was no road on the street, there was only dense sand, but several cars could pass here. In truth, it was a small area. The so-called town of whores, where Mexican men from neighboring cities came to rest. Analogue of the red light district in Holland. Here, everywhere there were small one-story houses, which stood tightly next to each other. Some houses had girls, some didn't.

- Rose, vi a este cliente dejarte y maldijo en voz alta. ¿Lo que le pasó? (Rose, I saw this client leave you and he swore loudly. What happened to you?)

One of the girls asked, clearly addressing John. John stood outside, trying to balance on his heels and still getting used to the new sensations of his body and these clothes. Of course he would have put on more comfortable shoes, but they simply weren’t there. He already hated all this and wanted to return his old life back by any available means and, of course, did not answer anything to this whore.

- ¿Me puede dar su número de teléfono? Necesito llamar a alguna parte (Can you give me your phone number? I need to call somewhere)

He turned to the girl. It was strange to speak in such a high-pitched voice, and it was even weirder to speak Spanish. He did not understand these words with his thoughts, but he understood them. It was a strange new sensation.

- ¡Por supuesto no! Rose, conoces nuestras reglas. Juan me regañará. Tienes tu teléfono. (Of course not! Rose, you know our rules. Juan will scold me. You have your phone.)

John realized that it was better for him to leave this place as soon as possible and slowly, trying not to fall on his heels, went to the exit, hoping to find a taxi, which he found near the exit. The girls shouted something else after him, but John did not listen to them. They said something about some Juan and that he would scold him, but it didn't matter now.

The taxi driver seemed to recognize John and also named him by the name Rose. He didn’t want to take him to town, but then he agreed when John brought in some Mexican money that he found in the room. It was money that Rosa had been saving all her life and hiding it. She hoped that someday she would be able to escape from here, cross the American border, and this money would help her. She almost saved up the required amount, but John of course did not know this and gave almost all the money to the taxi driver. The taxi driver was very surprised at such a sum and of course took John to the city. He was surprised that a girl from here could afford to just go to the city, he knew that Juan, the main owner of this place, would be unhappy with this, but he did not argue, in the end he is just a taxi driver and these are the problems of this girl. In the car, the girl behaved strangely, he examined her body, and when she saw the mirror that the taxi driver had in the sun visor, she began to examine her face and touch her big lips and cheeks with her fingers. 

...

On the way to the taxi, John really looked at his new body, and especially this face. Those plump, big lips were now part of him, like everything else. It seemed as if it had been bitten by bees and swollen. He looked around wondering at the poorness of this city. He had never been to Mexico before and did not think that someday he would visit, but all this surprised him. He hoped that when he arrived in town, he would be able to find a way to contact Frank through his parents, and had even come up with a plan. All he needed was the Internet. He remembered passwords for all of his social networks, so this shouldn't have been a problem.

When the taxi driver dropped him off in the center of the Internet club, to which John asked him to bring him, he immediately noticed how the men who passed by were looking at him. He definitely didn't like these looks and felt like some kind of transvestite in all this clothes and it was wild and crazy.

At the computer club, he gave another part of the money so that he was allowed to go online. He immediately decided to open Facebook, but he could not log into his account under the name of John Smith. He knew for sure that the password and mailbox were correct, but the system would not let him. Finally he decided to register with this phone and created a new page with a new mail.

He quickly found Frank and wrote to him. For some reason, only he could not find his old page. He needed a google subscriber to write to him. Frank was offline and John started texting his friends in the hope that they would help him in this insane situation. Although enough time had passed, I still tried not to look at my cleavage with his breasts and tried not to pay attention to the way all men looked at him. He found it difficult to type on the keyboard because of his long nails, but he tried to cope with this task.

Finally one of his friends answered him. But that was a strange answer, like everyone else. Everyone said that they did not know such a person as John Smith, and at that moment John had already begun to seriously worry about everything. Frank still did not answer and he had only hope for him.

At some point, John realized that he needed to go to the toilet. He got up and walked towards the restrooms, but at that moment someone sharply grabbed him by the shoulder. He turned around and saw the evil face of some Mexican

- Quería huir de mí. Niña ingrata. (She wanted to run away from me. Ungrateful girl.)

It was Juan, the owner of the roadside brothel where Rosa lived.

... 

A few days later in Rosa's apartment

...

John stood at the window in his new small apartment, if you can call it that. He was wearing a red corset that visually enlarged his chest and pressed tightly against his small waist. The panties pressed tightly against his body and dug into his ass. On my feet were tight stockings and high-heeled shoes. He clumsily, but diligently did make-up, remembering how it should look on a beautiful girl. It all turned out very brightly and slutty, but the main thing is what happened.

Juan sat on the bed and looked at John intently.

- Bueno, mi niña, eres una belleza. Espero que detenga estos berrinches y vuelva al trabajo. Odiaría matarte. (Well, my girl, you are beautiful. I hope you will stop these tantrums and you will return to work. I would really not want to kill you.)

John's heart sank again at these words. He didn’t want to accept this life, but he didn’t want to die anymore. Still alive, he could still find a way to get back.

After Juan found him in the internet club, many events took place that forced John to accept this new reality. First, Juan explained to him very well that John / Rose had done wrong and that he usually does not forgive it, but this time he will make an exception. Secondly, the explanations were not only in words, but also with the use of physical force and other available methods for strong men in this place. And thirdly, he later learned that there was no such person as John Smith. It was Frank, he texted him on his phone explaining everything. John described everything to him in detail and Frank guessed that John was using this spell. Of course, Frank did not know John in this reality, but he knew the book and knew that the book was magic. He knew this spell and explained everything to John / Rose.

John / Rose did not know anything about the life of the girl in whose body he found himself, but received this information from other women who also lived and worked here. All this was very humiliating and difficult for him. He was used to a completely different life, and now he is trapped in the weak body of a little Mexican prostitute who is forced to work as a prostitute and can do nothing about it. 

...

Rose, ya es suficiente. Has cambiado tanto, ¿qué te pasa? Ya te he explicado que no te quiero engañar. Eres una buena chica y trabajaste bien, así que quiero recuperarte y ya te perdoné tu truco y tu comportamiento. Ahora date la vuelta y ... (Rose, that's enough already. You've changed so much, what's wrong with you? I already explained to you that I don't want to cheat on you. your trick and your behavior. Now turn around and ...)

John / Rose has already learned to stand and walk in heels. It was not so difficult, especially since he had no choice and had no other shoes, so now it was not difficult. The difficulty was that he / she was still a man on the inside and still loved girls and disliked men. And it was difficult for him to accept what he / she would have to do. It was too humiliating and wrong. The thought of running away was attractive, but he / she spent the last money that he had and now understood that even if he managed to escape, he / she did not know where to run and what to do.

The exit about the border in the United States was interesting, but for this it was necessary to come up with a plan, and now there was no plan or money. He / she could not even hit anyone here somehow. It was a very weak and defenseless body and when he / she remembered how he used to tell the girls that self-defense can be used, it now seemed like a very stupid idea

- Ahora date la vuelta y ven a mí, Rose (Now turn around and come to me, Rose)

This name. Rose flower?! Rosa Juanes! All this is impossible to believe, but for John it was a new reality.

... 

- Oh si bebe, reconozco tu trasero (Oh yeah, baby, I recognize your ass)

John / Rose tried with all her might not to break free and to do everything right. But damn it, it was very difficult and her male part, which was still strong in her, was very much opposed. It was already the second time in this body, but he / she did it consciously for the first time. That time you can not count, because everything happened quickly and against the will, but now he / she did it all by herself. He / she wore these clothes on her own, agreed to it all and even did her own makeup.

John / Rose decided to treat this as a temporary difficulty and trials in life. He / she decided that when he gets his life back, he will never tell anyone about this stage of his life. But he / she was sure that he would never accept it and would find a way to return everything. This is only temporary difficulties

...

In fact, Juan, although he kept Rose here as a prisoner, in fact, he liked this girl. It was difficult at the very beginning, when she first got here at the age of 16, but over time she got used to it and everything was fine. He was very surprised when she ran away. Usually, he did not forgive the girls who ran away from him, and this was significant so that others did not try to escape. But Rose ... Rose is another matter and he forgave her, but he could not just forgive her, so he had to punish her. He punished her as gently as he could, but he still had to use force.

And today he realized that all the girls saw, including Rose, that Juan did not forgive escapes. Today he decided that it was time for Rosa to return to work, but before that he decided to use her and prepare her for work the way he did when she first came here at 16 years old. It was so strange, although Rosa had been working here for 5 years already, everything was almost the same as 5 years ago. She seemed to be a virgin again and behaved just as modestly. She even clumsily zoditsya on heels and clumsy makeup. All this turned him on and made him remember that first meeting.

... 

a few months later

...

Rose stood in front of the mirror, applying lipstick to her plump lips and completing her daily makeup before going to work. Her hair was tied in a ponytail. She hated when her hair was loose and she often had thoughts of cutting it off, but when she wanted to do it, Juan forbade her and she had to find a way out at least to style her hair in a ponytail.

She held the lipstick with her fingertips, as her long nails on her hair allowed her, which, like her hair, were now part of her new life. In her ears were large hoop earrings, the stereotypical hoop earrings worn by Latin women and especially women who, like Rosa, are involved in prostitution.

She had already finished her preparations, straightened her breasts to make her breasts appear even larger in a bra under her tight T-shirt and went out to the doorstep of her little house waiting for clients. She didn’t want to still hate it all and didn’t want to do all this. There was still a strong man inside of her that she once was and he constantly reminded her of who she really was and it was very difficult.

But she found a way to escape from here and for this she had to earn a certain amount. Clients paid money to Juan's employees and only then went to her or to some other girl, but sometimes they paid her for additional services and she could leave and hide the money and hope that they would not be found.

Someday, someday she will run away from here and regain her old life (no - author's note)

...

the end