From Top manager to russian pregnant wife (Patreon)

Everything happened slowly and quickly at the same time, while Michael, confused by the sudden changes that had begun, tried to think at least something. His thoughts constantly jumped from one to the other as the changes steadily took place.

At first it was just some kind of small glow from a strange rounded object that Michael noticed looking in one of the windows of the skyscraper, making out a couple of some male figures there, one of which pointed out a finger at Michael from the window. Then this glow quickly approached him and was already more distinguishable and looked like some kind of magical translucent ball from which small sparks of light fanned out in all directions.

Without having time to understand anything, Michael suddenly felt the touch of his new long hair, which suddenly grew in a matter of seconds and now touched his shoulders and neck, and while Michael tried to catch the movement of the ball with his eyes, at the same time touching his long hair and trying to take it off, thinking it was a wig, his clothing has already begun to transform.

Soon, instead of his business suit, in which he went to his work as a top manager, he was already wearing a summer women's dress and the whole district began to change. New York's skyscraper cityscapes gradually evaporated and were replaced by small wooden houses with weathered paint and trees of various sizes.

Grabbing his stomach from the strange sensation of bloating, Michael was dumbfounded to realize that this was not an illusion of sensation - his stomach was actually swelling at the same time as the swelling and enlargement of his chest, which became larger and larger with every second. The weight of his new chest and large belly made Michael stagger to keep his balance, which he no doubt managed with great difficulty, while his hair was already braided into a long ponytail behind him.

Finally, everything ended and lasted no more than a minute, but to Michael these moments seemed like an eternity from the huge range of sensations and emotions of a sudden change in everything around, and soon this strange magic ball was already moving far into the sky

- Do you see it too, Masha?

It was a girl whose voice was unfamiliar to Michael, as well as her intonation. It was as if she was speaking in a different language, which she really was, but Michael didn't understand it yet.

- What?!?!??

Masha screamed, looking down from heaven, first at her sister, and then at her pregnant body with large breasts, and looked at it all as if she were seeing it for the first time

- Yes, what is in heaven ... my God ... but what is the matter with you?

Surprised Anastasia watched in fright as Masha touched herself, her boobs, her stomach, her long hair and face, saying some strange things that all this was not true and some kind of hallucination. Coming closer and hugging her, Anastasia suddenly received a push from Masha, who was now acting really strange

“It must be because of pregnancy,” Anastasia thought to herself, but nevertheless she looked timidly at Masha and around, hoping that Boris would not see this - this uncouth village tractor driver and Masha’s husband from whom she was already pregnant with her third child and whom Anastasia did not like, never understanding what Masha sees in this rude dork who likes to drink alcohol and behave like a pig.

And yet, it was time for Anastasia to leave for the big city and she had to somehow calm her sister down, which was difficult to do, and most importantly, even the reasons for Masha's behavior were completely incomprehensible.