Transfer in Caracas - part 2 (Patreon)

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/transfer-in-part-69713089

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Of course, absolutely no one could believe Charlie's crazy story that in fact an American bodybuilder named Charlie, and not a Latin girl Gabriella, who works as a whore in Caracas and has quite a lot of popularity. All his poking around only made people think that it was just some kind of madness and, at best, simply ignored him as a hysterical woman.

On the same day, Charlie was arrested under the article for "violating the public order" and the worst thing was that it was thanks to his friends. They did not understand anything that Charlie was trying to prove to them in Spanish and did not understand what this slutty busty Venezuelan wanted from them.

Once in the police car, the fact that the police called him by the name "Gabriella" and knew him only inspired fear. Yes, of course, he heard something from them about illegal prostitution and disorderly conduct, but he didn’t care at all, all his thoughts were only about how to return everything back.

To suddenly lose everything that he valued so much in his life and find himself in a female body almost 30 centimeters taller

and much weaker it was already too much for Charlie. But what made the situation even worse were these huge, constantly dangling boulders of boobs, which constantly reminded of their existence. And some stories of the police about prostitution and disorderly conduct at that moment seemed completely unimportant. Charlie was preoccupied mainly with the inconvenience and discomfort of being jolted on the road, which made his boobs dangle like jelly out of control.

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Charlie was taken from the police station by this man, who was now sitting in front of him in this little cafe, next to the police station, continuing his speech. He brought Gabriella's dress, which was better than those awful, indiscreet shameful outfits that Charlie had been wearing all this time. Although of course he would have preferred jeans and a T-shirt instead of a dress and heels. In addition, these clothes only emphasized the new femininity and Charlie's large breasts, bulging through a deep neckline.

- So... Are you going to talk normally today?

- Are you kidding? What else do you need? I told you everything! Damn, the plane has already left and I'm stuck here! I need a phone and everything. Either you give it to me or I'll get out of here.

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The thought of leaving here without money and in such an outfit was not very flattering to Charlie, who even with difficulty even reached here stumbling and walking ridiculously on heels with a new center of gravity unusual for him. Therefore, it would be better to deal with this person. In addition, he behaved very friendly towards Charlie ... Gabriella. At that moment, it was only important to find a way to communicate and a telephone.

- You want to say that you are not Gabriella Gonzalez, a native of Caracas, but a certain Charlie Smith, an American and also ... a bodybuilder?

- Hell yes! How much can you say? I understand that this is madness, I myself am in shock. But it's a fact!

- Yes, yes ... and the fact that we speak Spanish confirms this, I'm already silent about your body and ...

The stranger reached into his small fanny pack for something while Charlie continued his thoughts.

- A photo! Damn, look at the photo on the internet.... what? what are you showing me?

- Look, honey, please. I understood that you told me about the face from the first time. Just look at it.

The stranger was holding a passport in front of the astonished Charlie. A Venezuelan passport that had a photo of a smiling young girl with his... his face. There was no doubt about it, Charlie realized in the police station that he saw his own face in the reflection, but it seemed normal to everyone.

In the photo in the documents, Charlie was with long hair, and even in the black and white photo, bright makeup was visible, complemented by a smile. Only on his face was bright female makeup with long hair, in the ears in the photo there are large hoop earrings, and a long hairstyle only complemented the picture. It all seemed both ridiculous and insane at the same time.

- It's all bullshit! It's a fake! This is what you did to me! By the way, you messed up the name! Ha, I figured you out, Gabriella, Gabriella, you idiots! It clearly says Valera Ven!

Carried on desperately in fear and some beginning of Charlie's madness, not realizing that it was affecting his brain with the female hormones of the new body, exacerbating the excitement with hysteria.

Gabriella's real name was Valera, but how could he know that. Only her friend Carlos knew this, who understood that Valera / Gabriella was in a desperate situation and who himself made fake documents for her so that she could live here in peace and work with anyone she wanted.