It was a warm summer day. My friend Stephen and I were not party-goers and we were at home that day playing video games. It was much more interesting than walking along the streets or some other events for which our parents took us.<br />Today was an unusual day, today we finally received both packages with our BP helmets and were delighted with the new sensible.<br />We have already tried almost all the games that were available to us and have now discovered some kind of game with a name in Chinese. More precisely, it may not have been Chinese, but when we launched it there were only hieroglyphs.<br />We stood in the room, both in helmets with virtual manipulators and tried to figure out how to start this game.<br />"Hey dude, do you understand anything that is written here? How to launch this game? And what is it about?"<br />"No, I, too, like you on the menu with hieroglyphs, try to change the language, but it doesn&#8217;t work out"<br />We spent about 5 minutes like this and finally I clicked something and the menu disappeared<br />"The menu has disappeared, everything has darkened. Have you, too?"<br />"Yes, we are on the same network. Something seems to be appearing. So. I can see some large building ahead. More precisely, we are as if inside some large building."<br />"Yes, yes, yes, I also see. There are a lot of people. They go somewhere. Many with suitcases. I see a sign with names. It looks like an airport."<br />"Yes, Steve, I see it too. And what's around you? I see that there are some girls next to me in red suits. They are standing and smiling, but one is looking strangely around, and now she looks at me."<br />"Dude! It's me! Do you understand ?! Do you understand?"<br />I did not immediately understand what I was talking about, but after a few seconds I guessed. Our avatars were stewardesses, apparently Asian and this was logical because the game was with hieroglyphs<br />I raised my arm up and Steve too, we made sure that we both can control these avatars.<br />"Dude, this is some kind of crap, not a game. It's some kind of simulator of Asian stewardesses. I don&#8217;t want to play it. Menu! Menu!"<br />I also tried to call the menu, but the voice control stopped working. I decided that I had to press a button on the joystick, but I could only clench my fist<br />"Man, this is strange. I don&#8217;t feel the manipulator. It scares me. To hell, I take off my helmet."<br />I reached for my head to take off my helmet, but I was only able to touch my head. I was not wearing a helmet! I still stood here in the avatar of an Asian stewardess and touched my head with my hands. I felt like touching my head and felt that I now have long hair, which was collected in a neat hairstyle.<br />"What the hell?"<br />I looked at Steve and saw the astonished face of another stewardess, who was controlled by Steve. He tried to do the same, but only touched his head.<br />Finally, I decided to touch my body, expecting that I would be wearing my home clothes - a T-shirt and shorts, but I was wearing a red jacket and skirt. Now I definitely felt that under my skirt I was wearing tights and something that definitely could not be called men's underpants, there were definitely women's underwear.<br />I unfastened my jacket and saw two knolls and felt a strange new sensation from the bra and the fact that it had definitely female breasts.<br />One of the other girls came up to us and said<br />"Lee Fen and Ju Lee, please get dressed and stand still, now the pilots will come and we will have to fly away. What is the matter with you today?"<br />We looked at her in shock and did not want to believe what was a fact.