Stupid aliens - 2 (Patreon)

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/stupid-aliens-1-90929028

"When I found out that Amanda was a prostitute, I was sure that this would not affect me in any way. How wrong I was at that moment. It is impossible to believe that I am Clyde Brandon, captain of the football team and simply the standard of masculinity now... damn necklace. Fuck it, I'm not wearing it today! I already look like..."

Lowering his hands and looking again at his reflection, Clyde froze

“This... is this me? This is me. This is my face and... these pigtails, tits... damn tits... Even my own mother wouldn’t recognize me under this makeup... But what am I talking about. My mom is here and she's a completely different woman, although she looks like her. Just like my dad. They're both Polish, like me... Amanda damn Kubowski. That's my damn name. Fucking aliens."

- Hej, dziwko, skończyłeś już? (Hey slut, are you done yet?)

- Prawie, Jakow, potrzebuję jeszcze pięciu minut (Almost, Jakow, I need five more minutes)

“Stupid moron... I still can’t even get used to the fact that I speak Polish. It’s fucked up...”

...

I did not immediately realize that I had received a cultural change and spoke Polish. Only when I found myself in Krakow did I understand this from the name of the city and soon found out that I was in Poland. It was a shock to me, but it turned out that I was where the real Amanda lived. Or rather, everyone thought so, and I thought so up to a certain point.

It seemed to me that every second resident of this city recognized me, or rather Amanda, here. Even though I was a completely different person, since I recognized my old face on this body when I first looked in the mirror, everyone nevertheless recognized me as Amanda and treated me as such. But it helped me find my home... or rather, Amanda's home.

Although it would be more correct to say now that this really was my home. Why? Well, at first I myself was sure that this was all someone else’s, that I needed to find Amanda, that with her body and face I looked like a freak. However, everything turned out wrong. In all the photographs, whether on the phone or in real ones, I saw photos of a girl whom I had never seen, but recognized my face in her. It seemed unrealistic, but the aliens apparently had such powerful technology that they could even rewrite our reality! Crap! Why don't they just give my body back? Why complicate things?

But I never received these answers. I contacted Amanda... or rather myself. Although it was difficult and I had to spend a lot of money on a call to another country. But I found out that Amanda wasn't there either. Everything was mixed up there too! On the other hand, on the phone the person simply could not tell the truth because of the blocking of aliens just like me. But I realized that it definitely wasn’t Amanda, but someone else. Shit. They got it all wrong here too!

After some time, I realized that I could not change anything. Now I was Amanda - a prostitute and, moreover, in another country unfamiliar to me. And I certainly didn’t want to start her work. It seemed like complete nonsense. But only until I started looking for another job to somehow earn money. I realized that Amanda... or rather, I had a lot of debts to the pimp and I needed to work them off! Damn, what kind of Middle Ages is this! I’m not someone’s property, I’m an American and I live in a free country!... fuck... Although I’m not even in the USA... And here everything is even worse with the laws.

If I were at least in my homeland, I could try to hire a lawyer or contact the police. Although of course there would be little chance of this either, but at least I could try. Here it certainly didn't make any sense. I had to... I had to start... or rather, go back to working as a whore and accept this inevitability.