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This morning clearly went completely the wrong way, as Michael Thompson, the president of the student council, used to start the day.

It all started small - for some reason his alarm clock did not wake him up today, which was strange for Michael, who was used to the schedule and a clear planned order of life. Of course, the first thing he tried to find his phone, but the phone was not nearby on the bedside table. Instead, his hand landed on the soft fabric of the double bed, which surprised Michael, who barely opened his eyes, even more, as it was clearly different from his single dorm bed.

Finally opening his eyes fully and seeing an unfamiliar chandelier on the ceiling, he immediately realized that he was definitely not in his room.

Being a smart and organized guy, Michael decided not to make drastic rash actions. A huge stream of thoughts settled in Michael's head about how he could be here - from kidnapping to some kind of booze. But all this seemed unlikely, given the fact that Michael, being a complete nerd, did not drink, and kidnapping him made even less sense since his parents were not rich.

Although he understood that he was lying here alone, some strange sensation in the chest area attracted his attention too much at that moment, and besides, a slight feeling of discomfort from the fact that his body seemed to be being wrapped around something under the covers caused a lot of curiosity.

And it was perhaps the biggest shock in Michael's life when he lifted the blanket and saw under it for the first time the dark fabric of sexy lingerie. Pulling back the covers, Michael already felt that the weight in his chest area was clearly firmly attached to his body, along with a strange tickling sensation in the neck from long hair.

- I'm sorry, what....

Michael repeated slowly, touching his long hair, his feminine breasts under sexy lingerie, his new smooth hairless skin. Everything was too realistic to be a dream and impossible at the same time.

- Telephone...

Michael spoke, still unaccustomed to his high-pitched female voice, and getting up on all fours, he felt how this women's set of underwear was pressing between his legs and at the same time how the skin was stretching down with a new weight from his female breasts.

- What is there ... 7

Turning his head towards the sound of the closing door in the next room, Michael said, not knowing what to expect, but realizing that he was not alone here.

...

Like Michael, Monica's husband, in whose body Michael ended up because of Alt Shift, he still knew absolutely nothing at that moment about what had happened and was just going to work. And of course, the behavior of his wife was a huge surprise for him, who, although she did not say that she was actually Michael then, she still behaved very strangely. And, with a little apprehension, he left her alone, thinking all day and worrying about her, at first attributing her strange behavior to possible problems with her work ...

He did not really like the fact that Monica was an ONLYFANCE model, but she liked it and also brought a lot of income, so he always looked at it through his fingers, but at any opportunity he always tried to find a way to make her find herself some other occupation.

Unfortunately for both of them, after the government issued a decree on the consequences of the "mass hallucination" they both had to admit that Monica would be in the industry for a long time to come.

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