Special mission (NB) - Sketches, alternate versions (Patreon)

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- Don't look at me like that, Cheryl, your story sounds strange and terribly implausible.

- But it's true! I ... damn it! I know how it sounds, but you have to believe me, sir! You have no idea how strange all this is for me ... The moment I ended up there ... brrr ... it's better not to think about it.

- What do you mean?

- Nothing ... It doesn't matter. It is important that I am here again in a special agency and that I have to tell you everything! This device does not work properly! Let the scientists set it up and send me back to my reality

- God ... Sherrill

- I'm not Sherrill! I'm Charles Branson!

- Enough! Do not take my time anymore, otherwise I will have to take your game seriously and send you to a madhouse!

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It was an honor for Charlie to be a pioneer, and he was confident when he climbed into this chamber for the world's first trip to parallel worlds that he would soon become a celebrity and hero of his country.

Finding himself in an alternate version of himself as Sherrill's secretary his own age, he still behaved like a professional, thank goodness it was just given the fact that he got all of her knowledge. But of course, and at the same time strange, especially in the first moments when he was in her body right while she was making love to her husband.

However, keeping professionalism, he nevertheless decided to forget about this incident and tried to study the world, which turned out to be almost the same as ours.

And how glad he was when his head ached a few days later and began to darken in his eyes, because he knew that he would soon return back and, of course, would not tell all the humiliating things that he had to do there.

Shocked, waking up in his cell, Charlie found that he was still in a woman's body. However, now it was the young, fragile and weak body of a volunteer laboratory assistant.

Everyone listened to his story very attentively and he reported to the fullest extent of military discipline. However, when I finished telling everything, I was very embarrassed by the fact that they were not going to send him back.

It was obvious to scientists that Sherrill was telling the truth, but to the skeptics of the military from the special agency, it all sounded like some kind of nonsense. Therefore, Sherrill decided to arrange this audience with the head of the special agency.

This life was radically different from what she was used to when she was Charlie. Although in fact she was really an alternate version of Charlie, she was much younger. The way back to her was definitely closed, and who would agree to repeat this experience with her, given what she said. 

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- Con calma. Tranquilo. No estaré aquí por mucho tiempo. Perdón por esto. (Calm. Just calm. I'm not here for long. Sorry that happened.)

Charlie was talking to the man he had just laid on the floor with a sharp blow between his legs, not even noticing that he was speaking in Spanish.

Of course, he was a professional and knew what he was doing, but it was already too strange for him to suddenly find himself here with a dick in his mouth instead of the test chamber, which gradually materialized right during the start of the experiment.

But he was quickly able to solve this "problem", realizing that he definitely should not have lingered in this parallel reality for a long time. The scientists assured him that he would be here for about half an hour.

Of course, he expected to be in a male body in an alternative version of himself, and the fact that he was born here as a woman was, of course, also predictable and possible, but he naively believed that this was not possible.

Throwing the straps of this underwear over himself to cover those huge dangling boulders on his chest, Charlie discovered that he was in some kind of villa. It was obvious from the setting. There was not much time for research, so it was necessary to act quickly

Charlie did not know that the scientists had miscalculated and he would have to stay here for more than half an hour ... Perhaps he will even be stuck like this forever. But at that moment Charlie was not thinking about it.

He did not know that in this universe he was born in Latin America. Although Isabella was American, she received Argentine citizenship and was raised there for a long time. Only recently did she decide to illegally come to the United States, to her real homeland, the homeland of her parents.

Of course, she was incredibly grateful to her savior Frank, who not only brought her here, but also gave her a job at his rich villa as a maid. True, Frank did not really appreciate the moment that Isabella decided to interrupt her "gratitude" and suddenly hit him between the legs. 

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Charlie was definitely not ready for such a turn, despite his life experience and work in non-standard situations in which he had to work in a special agency.

Not only did Charlie find himself in the female version of himself in this version of reality, but here, too, time went by quite differently than in our universe! There was still the 19th century here, with all its wild rules for women. And of course, he immediately realized that he definitely should not tell anyone the real truth here.

His confidence that he would come back was melting every hour, day, week ... It seemed at times that his game of Charlotte was just his imagination and he was actually sleeping or in a coma. However, everything was too real to deny that it really happened to him.

Once here, he had already studied everything that was required in the first minutes and was ready to return. He never thought he would have to pretend to be Charlotte for so long.

This strange weak little body was already placing restrictions on him due to his lack of masculine strength. But the local rules also imposed a number of humiliating actions for Charlie, which he had to perform every day.

Inconvenient dresses, corsets, strange hairstyles and seeing all this in the reflection of his, albeit feminine, face. Charlie dreamed of how he would come back and spit in the face of the scientist who made the wrong calculations according to Charlie.

Charlotte's husband, an old 50-year-old man, was not particularly active in bed, but nevertheless demanded sex from his wife at least once a week. Because of these stupid 19th century rules, Charlie could not even freely go out and needed permission from Charlotte's husband to do so. Although he soon realized that these were not the rules of the 19th century, but simply her husband was a real tyrant and was jealous of his beautiful wife for everyone. 

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Kokyangwuchi tried to dance as sexy as she could for the leader of a foreign tribe. She was chosen by a general vote as a forced tribute to the more powerful tribe that took over their lands.

She understood perfectly well that at best she would be a sexual slave to the leader or to one of their close associates and did not count on more. However, it was very mean of her tribe to choose her. And not even because it was her turn and everything was fair. She had just started at that moment to get used to the idea that she was stuck in this reality and began to somehow adapt to this wild life in another culture without modern technologies.

And it was at that moment that these sent messengers came for the tribute.