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The sight returned to me and I gradually began to see again. I was no longer on a spaceship and was back on Earth. I was not surprised that the walls of the house in which I now found myself did not look like my house, because I understood that I should be in the body of another teenager in another family, but still something was definitely wrong.

The very first thing I noticed was how long hair touched my neck and shoulders and realized that the first thing I would do was cut my hair, because I was used to a short haircut and never planned to grow my hair. But then I noticed and felt something different, much more serious. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a long silk nightgown and huge boobs in the neckline. They were incredible sizes, the kind I only saw on the internet on women, but now they were definitely a part of my body and I felt this heavy weight.

- No no no. Why did they give me this body ?! They got it all mixed up.

I said in my new high voice

- Mom, I'm sleeping, please go away

This was answered by a teenager who was lying on the bed and whose body I was supposed to receive. It’s strange that I didn’t muffle this guy right away, because he was literally in front of me.

...

I always wanted to believe that there is life outside of our Earth, but unfortunately with age, I became more and more convinced that all evidence of extraterrestrial life is just fake news or just ordinary natural phenomena. And then one evening, when I was returning home, I was abducted by aliens.

At first I thought it was just imagination, but it was very, very real. I have a poor memory of the spaceship and everything they did there to me, because they cleared my memory, but I remember exactly what it was. I remember because in the course of their experiments they accidentally destroyed my body and only consciousness remained of me. They apologized to me and explained that this should not have happened. They said they would send me to the same family with the same social status, but I would just be a different person. Of course I was very upset about this, but there was nothing I could do about it. 

I covered my mouth with my small hand so as not to scream in fright and try to figure out what to do. I didn’t know how to contact the aliens and how to explain to them that they had made a huge mistake and I could not accept the fact that I had now received this alien body. I had to think it over.

With small steps I retired from this room and left the teenager alone. My chest swayed with every step I took, and it was a completely uncomfortable and alien sensation. It was like a heavy weight was attached to my skin on my chest and now it became a part of me and I could not control the movements of my chest in any way.

I went to the bathroom and saw my new reflection in the mirror. The woman in the reflection was about 40 years old, but her body was incredible. The chest seemed huge even in the reflection. The woman looked at me, surprise and fear on her face. I touched my face, hair and chest and she repeated everything exactly after me. I could feel myself touching my skin and hair on my head. All this was mine and at the same time alien.

It’s all wrong and I don’t want to accept this reality. I am only 16 years old and I am a guy who has his whole life ahead of me, I don’t want to be a 40-year-old woman, especially with such a figure. God, she too, or rather I now have the same 16 year old son! If they returned me to a family with a similar social status, then I am now a single mother, just like my mother. This is beyond my strength.

I looked at my reflection and thought about what was happening. It was all very real. The new weight on my chest still seemed alien to me, just like the emptiness between the legs and long hair, everything, everything, everything was unpleasant. I just repeated quietly like a prayer the same thing. I asked the aliens to change me and give me another body, but no one heard me. 

- But mom, you promised!

- No, I said that I won't go anywhere today, go to your school

- That's why you do this ?!

- Jeremy

- Mother! Jake, my name is Jake! What's the matter with you today? You are acting very strange! In the morning you could not leave the bathroom, then you pretended to have forgotten my name, then you were surprised that it is 1980, and now you say that you will not come to visit my girlfriend, although we discussed it for another week back!

- Jake, please leave me alone!

...

I finally got rid of this annoying guy who thought I was his mom. Probably this is so, I do not know how I will live now and what I will do, but this day I will definitely not go anywhere. The fact that they gave me this body does not explain that I somehow ended up in 1980! I still hoped it was some kind of dream or just a hallucination. Maybe I'm just in a coma after some accident? But why is everything so real? Why is this chest so huge and heavy, why is it constantly dangling and I can't do anything about it, even if I just move my hand! I will never get used to it.

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During the day I was alone at home, I became convinced that it was indeed 1980. I found out that my name is Martha Rogers, I am 38 years old and I work in accounting. I don't know anything about accounting, how will I work there? I don't even know how to live with this body, but I knew that I was in the past and I knew that in the future there will be computers, Microsoft, Apple and other companies. Perhaps from this situation I can make a profitable and rich life. But still, I can't imagine how I will put up with this body and the life of an adult woman with one child.

During the day I received several calls from Martha's work and I had to come up with a reason why I did not show up for work, but they still said that they would fine me and wait for me tomorrow.

I looked through Martha's clothes and saw that she only had dresses and skirts, no pants. All the shoes, except for a few pairs, were high-heeled, but even those few pairs of shoes were also low-heeled. By the middle of the day, I still decided that I needed to put on a bra and I never thought I would say that, but it became much easier, even if my back didn't hurt so much, but I still felt my chest and its weight. 

The life of an adult woman with large breasts in the 80s turned out to be more difficult for me than I imagined. Besides the fact that I now have to put up with this strange new body for me, with these huge tits, long hair, big ass, women's clothes, but now I still have to perform the duties of a mother for this teenager, about which I have nothing to go to work. I know, and I also have to dress, do makeup and look good every day. I can't do any of this! I have to learn all this, but I understand that it is impossible.

This is the third day that I ended up in this body, in this life ... My colleagues at work also began to look at me strangely and I think they guess that I don't know anything. Both days they found out if everything was good with me. I think it was noticeable, although I tried to be friendly with everyone, but the way I walked and how I looked was definitely strange for a woman at 38 years old. I definitely did everything wrong, from makeup to getting the job done. On the first day, I could not even find my workplace and did not know where to go, but they helped me.

God, how I hate this chest and this body. Everyone is looking only at the chest and I feel uncomfortable. It seems to me that everyone knows that I am actually a guy in women's clothes, but for everyone I was Martha - an accountant with big breasts. And today I found out that maybe Martha is having an affair with her boss, or maybe she’s just starting an asshole, because he touched my ass several times.

Only in my heart could I spend a few quiet minutes and try not to think about the new situation. Damn it, I have breasts, hair, emptiness between my legs, I am a mother and a 38-year-old woman in the 1980s ... Even in the most stupid thoughts I could never have imagined that such a thing was possible. Bloody aliens. 

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