I was just traveling in Spain and walking the streets of Barcelona. There were a lot of people. Different people. Tourists and locals. I paid attention to one mother with a child. She was with a stroller. She stood and examined people, although her child was screaming.<br />Suddenly she looked at me. I turned away. But then I decided to check. She was still looking and smiling. Then she said something ... And now I stood in her body. I felt the heavy weight of my new chest and the fact that the nipples were rubbed on shirt. I wanted to check, but the child began to scream even louder. This is just crazy. I looked where I used to be, but my body disappeared. I felt my new hair in a ponytail is touching my shoulders. I remembered that I had to fly away today and I urgently needed to find my old body. But what will I do with the child.<br />I did not have time to think. A man came up behind me<br />- Isabella, por favor calma al beb&#233;, &#161;dale tus senos! El tiene hambre! (Isabella, please calm the baby, give him your breasts! He wants to eat!) - I looked at him<br />- El pecho? (Chest)? - I realized that I also speak Spanish now<br />...<br />I did not find my old body. And Isabella was not from Spain, she was from Mexico and it was a vacation! We returned and it was a nightmare. My huge boobs that bounced with each step, baby, husband! But that is not all. When we flew to Mexico, I found out that my job is a stripper!<br />A week later, I was not used to my new body. Everything annoyed me. I contacted my old Facebook family. It was difficult because I forgot English. They did not answer me.<br /><span><br />If you want see a continue and support me:&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a>