"Town" stories (Patreon)

Like many participants in the "Town" experiment, Jason could hardly accept the fact that his body had completely changed, including his internal organs, which were now, like his entire body, female. However, he knew this when he signed the papers, just as he knew very well that the computer had randomly selected for him the body and life of a young girl from a family of Muslim immigrants.

But still, it was very clear and simple when he read the instructions and his card before going into the cryochamber. And now it already seemed completely wild, looking at his reflection in the mirror, seeing his own face wrapped in a scarf and feeling how two foreign parts of the body in the chest area dangle freely under the raised T-shirt even with the slightest movement.

Jason agreed to this experiment only to earn money for college, which his parents could not afford, and there were almost no free places in this educational institution. And when he found out about this experiment, and especially about the amount in the contract, he hardly thought about what he would have to do here.

Everything seemed very simple - you just had to pretend to be a different person for a while. But upon learning that his body would be temporarily changed, Jason began to doubt, but the amount of the contract was too interesting.

Now standing in the small room, hearing his "parents" talking in Arabic outside the door, Jason knew he'd made a mistake that it was too late to correct. Yes, his "parents" spoke Arabic, just like Jason does now... Somehow his language skills were replaced and he was afraid that this was just the beginning. Although the scientists and the psychologist who met him after waking up assured him otherwise.

he stood imagining his first days here, communicating with other people with whom he could now hardly communicate because of his poor English. He imagined that all this would now be part of his life, albeit temporarily. All this only disappointed him and made him regret his decision to accept this "challenge" 

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Brandon sat on a soft couch and carefully looked at a psychologist who told him about the rules of life and adaptation in "Town", an experiment in which Brandon was now participating. It seemed outwardly that he was calm, but it was only at first glance.

Already now he was experiencing terrible discomfort from how the thong was crushed under the tight, uncomfortable canary skirt. Unaccustomed pantyhose covered his smooth, hairless legs, which were wearing high-heeled shoes and which he had already come to hate in these few hours after waking up and after seeing a new self.

Melissa Claberg is a name that Brandon now had to get used to indefinitely. According to the description in the city, Melissa lived with her boyfriend and worked as a secretary with a strict dress code. And this meant that now he would have to forget about comfortable clothes for a long time, and even more so about who he used to be.

Already now he thought that he agreed in vain for the sake of money to participate in this freak show, especially seeing and feeling all this now. He could not even imagine that everything the scientists were talking about was possible. Because right now he's actually somehow been transformed into a girl with fully functioning sex organs. The strange new weight on her chest and the uncomfortable bra straps under her shoulders were just the beginning.

While Brandon did not even imagine how hard it would all be for him and that he would have to wear these uncomfortable clothes for a long time and pretend to be a stupid blonde with a boyfriend. But if he had read the contract and the description of his new "temporary" (possibly) life more carefully, he would have definitely clarified what it means at this point that Melissa was also the mistress of her boss ... 

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The "Town" experiment had, of course, other lines of research, if you can call it that. Research that was carried out either at the request of the CIA or simply for additional fees charged by unscrupulous scientists and others to do extra work.

One such side-line of the "Town" experiment was people like Mason Statham, a bodybuilder and a big badass among New York athletes. His fame as an asshole preceded him and it's no surprise that someone wanted to take revenge on him.

One evening, returning from the gym, Mason felt something prick him in the neck. It was a sleeping bullet. He had no idea that he would wake up in a completely different place and with a completely different body a few months later.

The laboratory did its job by five points and none of the staff, of course, was surprised that they had to create a weak skinny girl out of a bodybuilder. It didn't happen here either. After the transformation, the stylists did a great job on him and dressed him in the appropriate clothes as requested. However, after that, he was sent to a secret room that few scientists knew about.

The order was fulfilled and Mason woke up already in Albania - a small European country, in which he was already completely under the authority of a local pimp. His knowledge of English was completely replaced by knowledge of the Albanian language and even new documents were made in the name of Aryan Tsela. But even these documents he did not see soon, since they were handed over to the pimp 

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After Mason lost consciousness and woke up already in this body in Albania, he had no idea about anything. The last thing he remembered was that he was returning home after the gym and suddenly everything ended abruptly, as if from some kind of injection in the neck.

Mason opened his eyes and saw a man in a long leather coat sitting in front of him on a red leather chair. Trying to get up, Mason immediately sat back down on the red leather sofa, made in the same style as the armchair. All this because he was wearing heels. Long nylon stockings clung to his small legs, and a short black dress draped over his entire body.

But even this did not bother him, but the fact that his arms were skinny and he lost all his muscle mass.

Then Mason, of course, threw a tantrum and at first he didn’t even understand what he was saying, because the Albanian speech that came out of his mouth seemed alien to him, like his body. However, he understood what he was saying and understood this stranger, who would be easily beaten if he had his male body.

He did not even try to listen to this man and began immediately with threats. And of course it only made things worse. The stranger easily, thanks to Mason's weak body, resisted his blows, which now could hardly be called blows. He took him to another room and Mason himself began to take off these uncomfortable clothes, tearing them with all his weak hands.

Now, unconsciously covering his chest and standing in the same uncomfortable shorts, Mason still tried to show who is in charge here, as he usually did, but still not understanding the whole situation

- You! You must let me go! You know who I am?! Why the hell are you talking to me like that?!

- My God, my little Ariana is too daring to speak... Well, nothing, nothing. And I didn't deal with those!

- Jerk!

The door closed and Mason was finally left alone in this small room with cheap furniture. His eyes fell on the mirror and he was horrified by what he saw. His face was looking at him, only it was a completely different body. Weak little female body with sexy proportions. It seemed unreal, but the feeling of weight on the chest and the emptiness between the legs was completely real.