Mark stood near an old chest of drawers and touched it with his beautiful little female handles. It was strange to watch from the side.<br />"Oh god, this, this ... this is not a dream"<br />All his thoughts were confused. He did not understand how this could happen.<br />Mark felt his long hair touch his neck and back. He felt pressure on his waist and chest of his girdle. Lipstick tasted good on his lips.<br />"No, no, no, why?"<br />Mark unfastened his blouse and saw a neckline on his chest with two mounds that increased with each breath<br />He put his hand under his bra and felt strange bright emotions.<br />At this time, a man entered the room. He was about 40 and he clearly did not expect to see his wife Margaret in such a strange position. She stood with a surprised face. Her one hand was touching her breast, and her friend was under her skirt<br />"Margaret! What a frenzy! What do you allow yourself !? I will not tolerate this in my house!"<br />The woman stopped and froze, she didn&#8217;t know exactly what to do<br />"Margaret! Enough! Go downstairs now and take care of our children!"<br />Mark realized that it was better to listen to this man and began to button his blouse. He was frightened by this man and followed him, but did not expect that he now wera heels and fell .<br />...<br />Looks like Mark will have to live now not as a 14 year old Kentucky guy from 2019, but as a 28 year old Margaret, mother of two children from England in 1939.<br />Mark was one of those people who are called "missing." He fell into the natural anomaly of space and time near his home.<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>