Oppps... I'm a French rich MILF now (based polls) (Patreon)

Anyone who did not know Josephine Dupont might think now, looking at this woman, that she is simply unsociable and does not particularly like to communicate in society, and that is the only reason she preferred to be somewhere away from everyone all evening. Although it was her husband's holiday and she, as the mistress of the house and the true wife of her influential and wealthy husband, had to be more active and communicate with the guests.

But it could only seem so to those who did not know Josephine and did not know that a few weeks ago she literally was a completely different person. The former Josephine was an active and outgoing woman who adored her life despite her age.

Now... Now Josephine only pretended and tried to match the image, which she had to match at the insistent "request" of her husband, who otherwise gave her an ultimatum about "divorce" and deprivation of all money. She was driven only by the fear of being left alone without money and the uncertainty of how to live without her husband's fortune.

- Oh, Josephine, hi.

One of the guests spoke in a refined French manner, and Josephine mechanically again stuck a smile on her face, carefully looking at the stranger.

- You will not recognise me?

Of course, she did not recognize this person and continued to just stare silently. She didn't even want to start talking, she still didn't like even her new high squeaky voice. And how could she know this man.

Shrinking inside at the same time from fear, hatred and shame, Josephine nevertheless tried to keep herself as correct as possible. So, as her husband told her, and therefore she tried to pretend that she was interested in this person's question, but inside she was hoping that this stranger would leave soon.

All her thoughts were focused on how she looks. This neckline, which was too open for her, this tight dress and uncomfortable bra pissed her off all evening. And if you add the fact that she just hated her body, her breasts and the femininity that she now had, then her appearance only made it worse. She didn't feel like an attractive woman, inside she wanted to rip it all off and wear something masculine. She wanted to take those stupid earrings off and not feel them wiggle anymore.

It is impossible to express all the feelings that Josephine experienced that evening, sitting on the sofa and hoping not to get up from it again, so as not to walk in those ridiculous heels and not to see how everyone was looking at her! Especially those who knew her before and hardly recognized her and looked with surprise more due to the fact that Josephine cut off her beautiful hair, which she was once so proud of. Who could believe that inside Josephine now was an American school bully who had no idea how to get his old life back.

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- Come here, you fucking bitch....

Before Joe could finish his threat to one of his classmates, although he had already raised his fist to grab the poor fellow by the clothes, when suddenly a bright flash of light lit up his eyes and for a moment everything was gone. But Joe did not notice this. it was such a short period of time that it can be measured in milliseconds

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- ... son!

Josephine suddenly spoke loudly, causing everyone gathered at her son's birthday dinner to take notice.

- Mother?

Jean, Josephine's son, was the first to ask the general question, as if asking what happened and why his mother suddenly interrupted his toast. It is not clear why she called him "son" and not "Jean" or something more affectionately.

- What the! What the heck!

Josephine, in confusion, began to feel herself and her clothes, trying to get up, she could hardly stay on her heels and did not pay attention to the fact that all the guests around were silently looking at the strange picture unfolding in front of them.

- Boobs!

Josephine, rocking on her heels, blowing her hair out of her face, clutched her breasts, and just one more moment, something worse could have happened. Thank God, her husband was nearby and, apologizing to the guests, among whom were people very important for his business, he led Josephine, who was strangely walking, as if pretty drunk and somehow masculine and ridiculous in heels, to another room, despite the fact that she pushed him away and said some nonsense about not knowing him and not understanding what was happening.

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Joe did not even notice behind all this shock, horror and anger that he spoke French in the same way as Josephine's husband, whose life he now received. And of course, Joe had no idea that it was all because Patreon voting ended and his fate was sealed by people completely unfamiliar with him, who thought they were just voting for another interesting story.

But still, it wasn't all that bad. Although he ended up in another country, he lost almost 30 years of his life and became a woman. But it was not some poor country, but quite civilized France. In addition, his husband was rich enough that a new life as Josephine seemed to him easier and better than anything could be.

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Such a sudden change of scenery and status certainly did not come easily to Joe, who realized after a while that he not only began to look like a more mature female version of himself to everyone, but also received a large number of cultural changes. And these changes were not only about the fact that he now spoke excellent French and did not know English at all.

This also applied to his knowledge of how to be Josephine - he fully received all her skills and habits. Although it seemed strange and humiliating to him, it was nevertheless not difficult for him to choose this wardrobe, put on bras and do makeup as if he had done it all his life.

At the same time, despite all these skills and habits, all this seemed to him very foreign and wrong. Feeling always out of his element and some kind of perverted tranny, however, it was difficult for him to accept the fact that he WANTED to look beautiful and feminine.

- So, Josephine, tell me what you think now

The psychologist sitting opposite looked attentively at Joe, who did not even respond to the name Josephine, but nevertheless, after a few minutes of stupor, he realized that they were addressing him.

Several days had already passed since his sudden displacement, and on the advice of his "husband" Joe was now at the psychologist's to sort out the sudden changes that could not be overlooked by Josephine's entire family and her friends. Despite all the reluctance, however, Joe sat uncomfortably at his appearance and how the pantyhose tight sexy lingerie under a tight skirt.

A little embarrassed and realizing that his makeup was superfluous and at the same time necessary, Joe was in conflicting thoughts now, remembering how, in trying to understand what happened, he first saw his reflection and his face on this body, only more feminine and mature. He recalled trying to connect with himself, thinking that the real Josephine felt the same way, but was only more shocked when he saw his "Joe Sanders" page with his pictures, but with a different face. And after he was able to really communicate on Facebook with Josephine in his body (he had no doubts about this), he was flabbergasted by the fact that she was sure that she was him!