Are you kidding? And what's next? (Patreon)

"Are you fucking kidding? And what's next?"

Vincent thought when, instead of his apartment, he suddenly found himself in this kitchen. He was no longer as excited as an hour ago, when suddenly he suddenly became a female version of himself. At that moment he was still at home sitting on a laptop and did not even notice it right away. Only when long blonde hair fell into his field of vision did he realize that something was wrong and was convinced of this when he looked down to see the outlines of two protruding nipples of a woman's breasts under a green women's strapless top. Instead of his house pants and a T-shirt, he wore a feminine green home strapless top and light pink pants, and on his feet slippers with a pumpon, which he instantly took off.

At that moment, he experienced a huge shock from this, especially when he looked in the mirror and saw his new reflection, experiencing discomfort and strange new sensations from the weight of his chest and the void between his legs. However, he was able to calm down and try to somehow understand what happened to him.

Going to his wardrobe, he saw that all his other things had changed too. There were no longer his T-shirts, shirts and pants, and men's underwear. Instead, there were bras neatly folded with other lingerie, shorts, women's pants and tops, and dresses hung on hangers.

While he was looking around his apartment and trying to find at least something of his old things, he suddenly felt his belly begin to grow and gain weight. It only took a few seconds. This time, he saw how the changes took place.

He even had to sit on a chair next to him because of all these changes. Vincent was not used to panic in his life, so he reacted to all this as calmly as possible in such a situation, thinking about a logical explanation, although it was incredibly difficult.

After sitting for a few seconds, he decided to call his friend, who was a professor at one of the universities. Realizing how crazy it would sound, he had already figured out what to say to him.

Getting out of bed and still not getting used to the new weight of his chest and the free swaying of his boobs, he felt the muscles of his legs and back tighten from this huge swollen belly. But he didn't even take a step. Everything darkened in his eyes and instead of his room he found himself in this unfamiliar kitchen.

"Are you fucking kidding? And what's next?"

Judging by the interior, it was definitely not his expensive apartment, but something much cheaper. There were ultrasound scans of pregnancy on the fridge and smelled of a strange musty smell. While Vincent examined everything here and tried to think soberly, a ring appeared on his ring finger. Suddenly, he felt someone squeezing his buttock and heard a man's whisper in his ear, saying something about sex, from the sudden sound of which Vincent even flinched

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When Madeleine, Vincent's ex-girlfriend finally received the Maura statuette, which fulfilled four wishes, she already knew that she would make a wish. In addition, she knew that everything she wondered would receive the most hated person in her life, but in double the size. For example, if she wanted one million dollars, then Vincent, whom she hated, would receive two million dollars, so she had invented everything for a long time and only performed the ritual over and over again getting what she wanted.

Her first wish was to become a beautiful female version of herself. She immediately looked in the mirror and was very pleased with the results. Imagining Vincent's reaction, she smiled even more and began a new ritual for the second wish.

She had long wanted a family with a loving husband and children, but she understood that it was impossible to make all this with one wish. Therefore, she wished everything gradually.

The second desire is to become 4 months pregnant. She still wanted to be pregnant before giving birth and knew that Vincent would get an 8 month term and possibly even doubles.

Madeleine was not rich, unlike Vincent, and her third desire was her favorite. She lived in a cheap apartment on the outskirts of the city and, feeling her new little bellies, already anticipating a change, began again the ritual for her third wish. She wanted to live in a small, inexpensive house in one of the villages in which she lived as a child. She knew that Vincent would get a house twice as large and most likely it would be another village, perhaps twice as large. But she also understood that for him it would still be worse than his expensive apartment in the center of New York.

Still holding the figurine in her hands, she did not even look around this modest house in the village, she immediately proceeded to the last wish, wishing herself a loving horny husband