Harry jumped on his body, which was lying unconscious on the bed, next to the bed in which he woke up in this body. He shook him and screamed
"Wake up! Wake up! Lord! It's some kind of surrealism! It can't be!"
A few minutes ago he woke up in this dark, dimly lit room in the body of this girl, whose name he did not even know. He quickly got to his feet and barely barely kept his balance due to the new center of gravity and the fact that he wore high-heeled shoes. He felt tight socks that were on his legs, he felt a light breeze, from which he had shirts on his legs that were not covered by anything. Thongs, under a very short skirt, snuggled tightly in his ass. The bra straps under his blouse pressed snugly against his shoulders. All of this was obvious, as were his new boobs that were in this bra.
He looked around and saw his body lying side by side in another bunk. Slowly, trying not to fall, he reached his old body. The sound of the heels was loud in this room. His heart was beating often and he did not understand what was happening.
His body was still unconscious. He beat his old body in the face, in the chest, shaking him, but it was all useless. His voice, so strange, so high and feminine, was the only and loud in this room. He heard an echo, but did not realize that he was saying this.
At that moment, the door opened and Harry turned his head toward the creak of the door. A man in a doctor’s white coat entered the room and said
"Oh, princess, you woke up. But wait, wait, what are you doing? Calm down please. Don’t wake Harry! He should get enough sleep. I saved him from a car accident and you too!"
"Who are you! What have you done to me ?! Why am I in this body !? Harry is me!"
The man just smiled and answered
"No, honey, it only seems to you. Tell me your real name!"
Harry shouted from the same position.
"Michelle! What ?! No! I'm Michelle Spencer - a prostitute from Alabama!" (He wanted to say that he was Harry Watson - a colonel from the US Army)
"Yes, Michelle, don’t worry, the memory will return. These are the consequences of my help. Your brain after the accident on the highway was in very poor condition and I partially restored it with the help of Harry’s brain, but as soon as you remember and think, you will return to your life "
Harry did not believe his ears.

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