Victory without a fight (Patreon)

On Friday, as usual, there were a lot of people in the bar, everyone was drinking, having fun, getting to know some ladies, in general there was a different audience here, this is one of the most popular establishments in our city. I was only here to find adventure, and I just wanted to fight with someone. Not many people like me, but everyone is afraid of me and this is the main thing. I would be afraid of myself, I have always been a big guy under 190 cm in height and a lot of mass, not muscle, but this is enough to beat different people who behave inappropriately.

I had drunk a few beers already and still couldn't find a suitable target for myself. Oddly enough, it was quiet here today and no one made a row, so I had to look for myself a target to fight. This guy is not local, I have never seen him here. He was sitting at the bar and looking at some strange camshafts - you can immediately see some kind of nerd or even worse.

Without hesitation, I went in his direction and stood next to him. He did not pay attention to me and this provoked me even more. I wasn't angry, but I didn't like it. I put my hand on his shoulder and said

- They don't like strange people here

- Frank, get off him (the bartender said)

I just looked sternly at the bartender and he understood everything

- I said..

- I understood what you said! (the guy suddenly answered sharply)

- I don't like your tone

- Listen, what do you want from me? I sit quietly peacefully! Get out of here please and don't bother me

- You're running into trouble!

I started to roll up my sleeves and come closer, but he suddenly took out some of his own cube and threw me with some strange words

- What the?! (i closed my eyes)

...

- What are you doing?! You....

When I opened my eyes, this person was no longer in front of me. There wasn't even a bar in front of me. I was not in a bar in an instant. I was standing in a room in an apartment in front of a sliding wardrobe in one of the doors of which there was a large mirror. In the reflection in the mirror, I saw that it was an ordinary room for an average family. There was no expensive furniture here, but it wasn’t cheap either. But the most important thing is why I ended up here

- What ... ahem ahem, what the ?!

I did not have time to be surprised at my voice when I suddenly noticed that I was wearing a dress! Women's coat! This idiot took me where and put on a woman's dress !!! I'll kill him when I find him and this is no joke!

- Is my dear wife angry about something?

A male voice spoke from the next room.

- Who's here?! What's with my ... oh shit! These are boobs! I have boobs! and ... what the hell is that ?! Where is my dick! What the hell?! Fuck! Heels!

I did not hear the sound of footsteps coming from the next room because I was too busy exploring this body, which was now mine. 

...

I hate it! I hate it! I hate it all! This bar freak ruined my wonderful life! Not that everything was great, but I was happy with my life, and now ... He did something to me, not only to my body, but also to my brain! I do not know how to explain it, but I will try. Even thinking about it is humiliating to everyone, I have never done this before and did not even think that I would someday ... but now.

I don't know how he did it, but he put me in this body. I can't tell anyone my real name, now I tell everyone that my name is ... Victoria is like a victory, apparently this is a reminder to me that the victory this time was not for me. I want to say that I am Frank Smith a hard worker, but instead I say to everyone "Victoria Donovan" and sometimes, without deliberately raising my hand at the top and showing everyone a finger with a wedding ring. I hate to do this and every time I am not myself.

But this is not the main problem. I can control myself, I do whatever I want, but at certain moments, something makes me behave like a loving wife ... And yes, this guy, Greg, he looks like me ... More precisely, how I looked before I got here. This is very, very strange. He even behaves just like me and I don't like it at all. I did the same with my wife, but it was me and I could afford it, but now he treats me the way I treated Jessica (my wife). It's just indescribable! He does not listen to what I have to say and always does as he wants. He treats me like some kind of dowdy creature from whom he only needs sex, cooking and cleaning. I hardly leave the house. Sex is another story ... I resisted as best I could, but this body and something in my head jammed and my resistances are more like, on the contrary, a desire to make love.

Everything is getting very strange. I can't remember any of my old friends. More precisely, I remember their names and faces, I remember everything, but when I type them in a search on Facebook, there are completely different people! That's just terrible!

I can't live like this anymore. I want to return everything. I want to at least wear men's clothes and not this .... I wasted a lot of time on this stupid hairstyle today because Greg decided to take me to the movies ... shit ... it even sounds humiliating. I hate, I hate, I hate

- Vicki, are you ready?

- Yes, I'm ready .... honey.