The week was really long. He did not go to a meeting with a football team. That was too much for him. He wanted a lot of sex as a man, not like a Japanese nympho! He was in the center of Tokyo in this form - dress, thong, heels! This is too ridiculous. As he walked home, he thought everyone was looking at him. Of course, on the very first day, he examined this new body. But being a nympho turned out to be more difficult than he thought, and on the third day he could not cope. Every time after sex he was ashamed. Now is the last day of this week, everything should end. He sat on the bed. His head rested on his hand. Hair covered the view. He had already begun to get used to it. He looked in the mirror and said - Goodbye Takashi. I am going back home. ... He ended up in a small hotel room. The situation was not rich. Wooden furniture - bed, bedside table and mirror. He sat on the bed. - Nı thī̀s̄ud c̄hạn k̆ klạb b̂ān (Finally I'm home)! "Oh no again!" He saw that he was now wearing a green short dress with stars. On his feet heels on which he did not actually go to Tokyo and was glad that Takashi has sneakers. He saw that now his breasts are several sizes larger and he is still definitely a girl and apparently not by Americans "But why ?! I had to go back to my body!" He got out of bed, took a step toward the mirror and fell. These heels were quite uncomfortable. In the end, he went to the mirror. From the mirror, a Thai girl was looking at him with ponytail. With every movement of his head, he felt new hair, a new big chest. Suddenly he heard a voice from behind - Honey, is something wrong? Why are you still wearing clothes? Undress faster, we don’t have much time ...