- Nooo, why, why did this happen to me?!<br />I stood in the technical room, held on to my head, I wanted to tear off this hair, I felt my new boobs with every movement and almost fell due to heels. It was a tantrum. But there was a reason<br />...<br />I'm John Smith, factory engineer. It was a normal working day. Everything was normal and it was a standard detour. Control of all equipment and other. I knew all this very well and knew that if there is a problem, I will immediately notice. To be honest, I&#8217;m tired of this work and now I have begun to specifically pretend that I am working or doing a detour, but in fact I was doing my own thing.<br />So now I just went to the technical room and decided to play a game on my smartphone.<br />Yet they know this - "Watch the ad and get the coins" I also watched an advertisement in my smartphone during a any game.<br /><br />It was an advertisement for the game "your new life"<br />- Hmm, that sounds interesting. Let's try<br />I installed this on my phone.<br />"Welcome to a new life, choose the necessary parameters and we will find a new life for you. It's simple."<br />- My new life, yes, it will definitely not be an engineer at the factory. I started. At least on the phone I will have an interesting life<br /><br />"Your gender"<br />- ahaha, well, obviously, female<br />"Your age"<br />- Let it be 25<br />"Your education"<br />- Fuck, what a stupid question, well, let it be "not finished school"<br />"Favourite hobby"<br />- Better yet, embroidery hahaha<br />"Your profession"<br />- Well, fuck, professional whore, show me how you realize this, I'm already interested!<br /><br />There were still other questions, but I left everywhere this strange item "do not change"<br />"Do you confirm the choice?"<br />- Yes of course!<br />...<br />I felt something was wrong. Now my hand was more feminine and small. I held the phone and saw that I was not wearing my work jacket, I was wearing a red dress. I felt a new weight on my chest hair that touched my neck<br />- W-w-w-w-what!? - I heard my new female voice that echoed in the empty technical room.<br />My hand trembled and I dropped the phone<br />- Not! Not! Not!<br />I knelt, I felt this new weight on my chest and hair, which now touched the floor and covered my vision. I took the phone with trembling hands and tried to get everything back!<br />The phone spoke in an electronic voice<br />"Welcome to a new life, like Juliana Morgan, a professional prostitute 24 years old, please check and press "cancel" within 10 seconds, if it does not suit you"<br />I wanted to press "cancel", but the phone screen is broken!<br />- No, no, no, you're a fucking phone!<br />But the screen did not work<br />After 10 seconds, a message appeared on the screen.<br />"Please, if you liked the application, rate us on AppStore"'<br /><br />Part 2:&nbsp;<a href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/29113193"><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/29113193">www.patreon.com/posts/29113193</a></a><br /><br /><span>If you like my captions and want see a continue or other stories please support me:&nbsp;</span><a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a>