Taming of the Shrew (Patreon)

- Just shut up! Chuck! Henry! I tell you and swear by all I can that I am Stanley! This may sound like nonsense, but it is.

- Henry, what the hell is this woman doing here, and why didn't the guards detain her?”

- Chuck! Stop! I already told you that I am Stanley, I know all the passwords and how to get into our club. Think, damn it, how can I know if I'm not Stanley

- Yes, Christmas tree sticks, woman. Do you want us to believe that some slutty dressed poor chick who, no one knows how, got into the protected area and from somewhere knows about the secret club of the rich is Stanley Ipkins - one of the richest people in the world?

- Yes, damn it! I say, I ... fuck, if I knew it would come to this, I would have come up with something. Who knew that they would actually change my body?

- What nonsense. I'm calling security.

Henry reached for the phone, but the woman grabbed his hand and seeing how angry Henry said pointing her other hand at her face

- Just look at the face! It hasn't changed! Yes, a little different, but still it's my face! Henry! Chuck! You are my best friends

Henry snatched his hand with the phone from the weak female hands and continued to call security, while Chuck peered into the face of the pleading woman and drove

- Hmm .. really have something in common

- Yes, at least you do not start Chuck (said Henry already talking to the guards)

- I tell you, I should have confessed a long time ago, although what does it matter to you. I have fantasies, sexual fantasies in which I picture myself as a woman

- Ha! This is something new! Uh ... No, I’m not for you. Yes, please come here quickly and take it away!

- It doesn't matter now (the woman continued). These guys, they don't do official business. I found out about them not so long ago and they usually work for the feds. They promised me a "complete burial", but fuck, I didn't even know that it was so complete! Chuck! Henry! Friends! They charged me a lot of money. I thought it would be some kind of deep virtual reality with new sensations. Don't look at me like that! It's true! I entered this strange machine with complete confidence that it was just virtual reality. And when I woke up in this body in that cheap trailer 100 kilometers from here, I was sure of it even then. It felt so real (the woman grabbed her boobs) because it was fucking real! Hey. Stop the security! Chuck! Henry! Believe me! Take revenge on me! These are my friends

The woman was taken away under the surprised look of two friends

- Do you think she was telling the truth?"

- What?! Did you believe this crazy woman ?! I don't know what it was at all. Looks like old Stanley decided to play a joke on us, although it's not funny at all. Telling some whore how to get into our secret club. I hope she didn't catch the eye of some other club members ..

...

- Take away .... ahem .. ahem ... from me ... yours! Hands! You stupid moron! I'll bury you, bastard! You didn't let me finish with my ...

The woman struggled and allowed herself various bad words about the guards, who were several times larger than her and who were just doing their job. Finally, they took her outside the secret club and pushed her onto the road.

- Listen here, lady! I won't call the police just because I know someone like you! Just get out of here! But if I ever see you again, you will regret that I did not call the police now!

- Yes, go ...

The woman did not have time to finish and received a slap in the face with such force that she flew several steps back, holding her cheek with her palm and watching, already in fright, at these two formidable people.

...

Very few people knew about Stanley's hobby and his fantasies of being a woman, and of course there were no his best friends among these people, it just would not have been clear to them. Stanley was one of the richest people in the world, he had a beautiful wife and everyone knew about his mistresses, for everyone he was an example to follow. When Stanley found out that some organization exclusively for rich people could fulfill all their fantasies, he was not very surprised at this, but still decided to try it - it was something new for him, especially if they fulfilled all his wishes. He was not embarrassed to tell them his fantasy, because, firstly, he was sure of confidentiality, and secondly, all these people ... for him they were second-class people.

Confident to the end that this is just some kind of immersion in virtual reality, Stanley was already anticipating how everything would be.

But these second-class people, according to Stanley, were not only real professionals in their field, but also real scammers who saw in Stanley a huge chance to get not only a lot of money for their work, but also to take all Stanley's money. Stanley didn't even know what he was getting himself into.

As soon as he opened his eyes, in the first hours he was not only not surprised and frightened, he was pleased. He really felt the chest and vagina. It was a completely new sensation for him. He explored every centimeter of this body and got different emotions and pleasures from all this research. In addition, the fact that he was in a dirty cheap van in a woman's body even more excited him - this was exactly what he expected and what he said in the wishes, but they even exceeded his requests.

...

However, after a while, when he decided it was time to finish, he began to try to call these guys. Nobody answered. He tried again and again, slowly realizing that they either left him in this virtual reality or it was not virtual reality, but it was hard to believe in it - Stanley knew that humanity had not yet invented such technologies. Slowly going up to a small dirty mirror, which was there, he now began to examine his naked body more attentively, and now he saw not only the female body, but also looked at the face. It was his face! Exactly the same, but with long messy blonde hair and slutty makeup. At this point, Stanley was already beginning to worry.

He started looking for a phone to call them, but while he was looking, he realized that he didn’t know their number, he simply didn’t remember it. At the same time, while he was looking for the phone, he found documents. It was incredible, there was a photograph of him in the documents. More precisely, his photograph, but with mock-up and long hair, on which he smiled and one could see a part of his clothes that were definitely not masculine.

In shock, flipping through the page of his passport with his small palms with pink long nails, he saw that in addition to his photograph in this female form, there was still his date of birth, but everything else was different - Stacy McMahon, married, female. Throwing this passport into a corner out of anger, Stanley began to shout louder and threaten everyone to get him out of here, but no one answered. Finally, he decided to call himself on the phone first, but the phone was out of range of the network. Then he called his secretary.

It was a strange conversation. Steli tried to prove by hook or by crook that he was him, but the secretary did not even listen to him to the end.

At that moment, Stanley already realized that this was not virtual reality, because he had already gone out into the street and understood that it was impossible to do this on a computer - especially these sensations of air, wind, people who looked at a goal in surprise. woman.

Staley didn't really think about what to wear, but he was still hesitant when he looked at this short skirt and tight pink top. It was just that other things were not better, and maybe even worse, and in the end it was not so important now. His main plan was to see his best friends and tell them everything so that they can help find these scammers who put him in this body and did not even tell about it.

But, as could be understood earlier, this meeting did not go according to Stanley's plan. 

...

Finding himself outside the secret club of billionaires and receiving a blow from the guard Stanley realized that it was better not to argue and look for another way to get back and his money, but it was already too late. He had already tried to withdraw some of the money via the Internet in Stacy's phone, which he received with this body and other documents, but all his passwords were now different. These second-rate people, he thought, had already thought of everything for him. They even found during this time a person similar to Stanley and made him Stanley Ipkins, and so that even his own wife did not notice the substitution. All his accounts, including the secret ones only he knew about, were now closed to him. When Stanley found out about this, he was beside himself with rage, but he could do nothing, only get angry and scream.

He tried to prove his case in various ways, even in the police. However, of course, no one believed him, and when it already looked like the madness of a mature poor woman, only then Stanley decided that it was time to act differently. Rather, he admitted how it looked from the outside and realized that it was better for him to pretend that he was Stacy, but did not admit that he had actually lost everything.

Stacy's not real husband acted super professionally and even Stanley himself did not realize that this man is just an actor who plays his role for a huge amount of money, just like other actors hired for this. This man got used to the role of a domineering redneck husband as much as possible, who hates his wife and at the same time does not let her go. He was allowed to do anything for the money, even beat Stacey if necessary. But on the other hand, it was not so difficult - doing simple work at a construction site, drinking in a bar with actors like him in the evenings, and pretending to be a husband in the evenings. Of course, he knew that there was a man inside this woman, but for that kind of money it was not so important for him, especially since in fact Stanley / Stacy had a real female body and besides, he was even pleased to watch how he was trying to behave in this situation, a former billionaire. As I said, a whole team of actors was involved in this production to make Stanley as much as possible believe that not only his body has changed, but also the reality around him.

Each of these people pretended to know Stanley / Stacy for a long time. It was as if they did not specifically tell him everything about his past life Stacy and supported the legend, which they thought up even before Stanley came to them. In some way it was an experiment, but an experiment for a lot of money, an illegal and fraudulent experiment.

Legend has it that Stacey was a brave and slutty girl from childhood. She got married early and did not plan to become pregnant, but one day she found out that she was sterile and was so upset that she did not even have a chance to have a child that she went all out. She divorced her first husband and got a job in a strip club, then, as happens in such cases, she gradually turned into a cheap prostitute. Not so long ago, about a couple of years ago, Stacey met her current husband, whom she promised to give up this job. However, her crappy nature still made itself felt, she cheated on him several times with some customers of the bar in which she now worked as a waitress.

When Stanley was here, in the trailer, according to legend, they had a quarrel with Stacy's husband, and by the evening a drunken husband burst into Stanley's van, which surprised Stanley very much, who literally just at that moment returned to this place, disappointed. The man forced sex with the one whom he called his wife, without asking whether she wanted it or not. Everything was done according to a plan thought out in advance by second-class people, who now counted Stanley's money and monitored Stanley's adaptation through hidden cameras and through the actors. This was part of a plan developed by the group psychologist.

Stanley did not believe in all this to the last, but gradually the play of the actors and everything that was happening around him began to convince that perhaps his whole life was just a game of imagination. It was all too real, although he still felt that it was all completely wrong. All these sensations - his big chest, long hair, emptiness between his legs, women's clothes and this life ... Everything that excited him so much in the first minutes of being in this body now seemed to him like hell. He never had to work in a low-paid job in his life, and even more so he did not have to exist as a poor woman. This was only part of his erotic fantasies, which now became reality, and a month later he did not even understand where the truth was and where it was not.