Wishes come true (Patreon)

In the opulent confines of his luxurious office high above the city, billionaire Gregory Stevenson stood, gazing out of the panoramic window at the sprawling metropolis below. His thoughts were consumed by a sudden curiosity about the lives of the less fortunate, the ones who dwelled in the shadows of his opulence. With a whimsical smile, he made an idle wish to experience life from a different perspective.

As he uttered those words, a peculiar sensation washed over him. The view from his office window blurred, and a disorienting whirlwind enveloped him. When the whirlwind settled, Gregory found himself in an unfamiliar room with worn-out furniture. The air was heavy with the scent of cheap perfume and stale cigarette smoke. Bewilderment gripped him as he realized he was no longer in his office.

To his surprise, both of his hands were occupied by a cascade of long, dark hair. He was standing, or rather, she was standing, in a strange position. Gregory's gaze widened in surprise and was focused on an excited member of an unfamiliar man sitting in a chair across from him. Angela, as she was now known, was in the midst of putting her newly acquired long hair into a ponytail and at that moment froze in shock trying to understand what was happening

- Why did you freeze, bitch? Continue what I paid for!

The realization hit Gregory like a tidal wave. He felt an unfamiliar weight on his chest and the constriction of bra straps on his shoulders. Strange sensations rippled through him as earrings dangled from his ears. Panic surged as he tried to comprehend the enormity of the transformation and the situation in which he found himself.

- I’m not... who are you... what’s going on here?

Gregory babbled as he heard his female voice for the first time and was amazed at the sound of the voice. He still stood in a strange position, not daring to move, and hoped that all this was just a trick of his imagination. But the smells around him and the new sensations that he was now experiencing were very real and not like a dream.

- What the hell, bitch?! Why the hell are you talking nonsense! Let's work, otherwise I'll arrange it for you and you'll remember me for a long time!

The man in the chair seemed to be starting to get angry and, apparently, expected Gregory to do something that he would never do in life, but now he realized that he was in a weaker position and looked with horror at the man’s face, then at his excited dick.