This new amusement park - World of the Wild West, opened with great sensation. Every day his popularity only grew.
Of course, where else could you find yourself in the wild west, and not just as a tourist, but as a real resident! You were essentially a god! You could take part in adventures, you could have a romance there, you can go to whores! Their robots were truly realistic, all the anatomy, behavior, skin! Even the breath! But the most important thing is that you could do all this there and no one will ever know what you did there!
Of course, from the first months of the park's operation there have been enormous queues of comers. The recording was made several months in advance.
Finally, I decided that I wanted to try. My savings were only enough for the bronze level, but this also promised great opportunities.
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In their office, they put me in a chair and connected sensors to me. They explained that this is a standard procedure, they do this with everyone. This kind of copying is necessary only in order to analyze me and so that the robots understand what I want. Of course I signed all the necessary papers. I sat in a chair with sensors in a great mood. People walked around me and ... everything, this is the last thing I remember
...
I opened my eyes no longer in the chair, but on the street. A gentle wind blew over my face, everywhere there was dirt and slush. I looked down and saw that I was wearing a burgundy vest, tight-fitting to my body, a black big skirt and elegant gloves on my hands. My breasts were clearly not masculine, it could be confused from this angle, but I compared my new sensations in my chest with what I now see and came to the conclusion that I clearly have female breasts.
I looked around and noticed that people behave as usual, someone glanced at me, but this is more likely from the fact that he was in a beautiful and clean outfit.
Suddenly a man approached me. I wanted to say something, but instead I smiled and asked
"Dear wanderer, are you looking for something? Let me tell you everything about this city, or ... if you want, we can come to me."
I winked at him and smiled sweetly.
I felt my vocal cords tighten, I move my lips, smile, but I couldn’t do anything, as if someone was controlling me.
The man was clearly not inclined to talk. He unfastened my vest and grabbed hold of my left chest. I felt everything! It is a feeling of pain and simultaneous pleasure. I wanted to push him away, but instead said
"What are you, what are you, maybe all the same to me?"
The scene ended with sex in the main square, and then, then he shot me with a pistol.
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I opened my eyes again and again stood in the main square, again in the same clothes and in this body. I clearly remembered the recent scene, I still felt everything that was happening.