- What the?<br />Oliver slowly understood the hem of his delicate nightgown, in which he now stood and looked into the reflection. In the reflection in the mirror, a beautiful but sad girl did the same.<br />Oliver's heart beat so fast it could jump out of his chest. He could not believe that this girl was now him. But he perfectly felt his new body. This heavy weight on the chest and the soft platy, which was in the cleavage and did not hold well in an impromptu bodice clearly now belonged to him.<br />He definitely felt the long hair brushing against his shoulders and face. Like the straps of his nightgown dig into his little shoulders. There were panties under the nightgown and there was no penis, and nylon tights were tightly pressed on his legs.<br />A few minutes ago, he was in his office on the high floor of a skyscraper and was planning a deal, and now he was in a room with only one bed and it was more like a bedroom<br />The door opened and a man in a white coat entered the room. He immediately took it off and headed towards Oliver. This man spoke in a language unknown to Oliver and he did not understand anything.<br />...<br />Oliver was the victim of a great shift that affected part of the world's population, about 5 percent, and he was among that number. He had a long way to go to prove that he was a businessman Oliver Stone from London, and not the Latvian prostitute Ines Balodis, who was expecting her client.<br /><br />Part 2:&nbsp;<a href="https://www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcbv/art/Great-Shift-to-Latvia-Part-2-862418476">www.deviantart.com/vfrcbvvfrcb&hellip;</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>