Alt Katya (Patreon)

Frank could not believe his eyes and the fact that all this is real. He stood in front of the mirror in an unfamiliar apartment with his shirt unbuttoned and looked as if in a mirror in reflection a girl who also unbuttoned her shirt was looking at him in the same surprise. He looked at the breasts and body of the girl in reflection, which seemed incredibly sexy to him, but at the same time he felt the weight of these breasts and the fact that they were part of his body. He could feel the long hair brushing against his cheeks and face, and how the cold air of the room enveloped his legs below his skirt, which pressed tightly against his little ass.

- Can not be! How ... how is this ... how is this possible!

All in the same position, Frank tried to realize what was happening. He didn’t like his new voice, and even more he didn’t like the fact that he spoke with a strong Russian accent.

He got here a few minutes ago. He just stood by the refrigerator in his house and now he is already here, in this body with a phone in his hands, which he immediately dropped out of surprise.

- Katya, how long can you wait? Why did you leave the phone? I had to get up.

A loud man's voice from behind startled Frank. Frank turned his head and saw some Latin guy who was looking at him angrily.

- Something is wrong? We have to leave already, otherwise we'll be late!

- What? Who are you? Where I am? What happened with me?

The guy looked at Frank in surprise and said

- Button up your shirt and let's go!

...

Frank did not know that he turned out to be one of the victims of alt shift and ended up in the body of the Russian prostitute Katya, who was just preparing to leave for the client and talking to her pimp Fernando, who did not understand why Katya dropped the phone and he had to go to her room. which she lived with other girls. Then Frank did not yet know that the government would soon pass a law that everyone should adapt to new lives. Then he did not think that his past life as a sales manager of 29 years was in the past.