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I heard the door slam shut and just sat in a stupor, not understanding anything at all, my huge boobs hung with a big heavy weight from my chest and I could not do anything with these new sensations, which I didn’t like at all. But what can I say, I can't imagine how you can live with such huge breasts. My long hair touched my shoulders and back. The crying of a child was still heard from the next room, but I did not even think about it.
Why did Jack call me Suzy and why did he say "honey"? Why didn't he react in any way when I told him my real name and what the hell happened? So many questions and not a single answer!
Oh shit, my ... I went to check my panties and ... shit! well of course it's empty there! But this is not normal! Yes, when this child has already shut up. I need to call someone. Where is any telephone here?
I looked around and saw that there was some kind of pink mobile phone on the nightstand. I took the phone with trembling hands. The phone was locked, but it unlocked as soon as I looked at it. This phone definitely belonged to the girl in whose body I found myself. I flipped through the list of contacts. Jack's phone was recorded as "Sweetheart Hubby". I waited a few seconds, and then pressed "call".
- Hello
- Yes, Suzy
- Jack, where have you gone ?! What the hell is going on ?!
- Honestly, I don't understand this theater of yours
- Listen! You and the other guys and I were at the bar yesterday and ...
- Oh, honey, you are confusing something. Yesterday we were with you all evening at home with our baby Abby
- What? You don't have children!
- This conversation is already beginning to frighten me. Are you with the baby now? Or is she still crying? Suzy, please tell me you're with Abby. It seems to me that she just needs to be fed and calm
I put the phone away and now I myself understood that I needed to somehow reassure the child who was crying in the next room. I was afraid to think about it, but maybe something happened yesterday that changed reality and I somehow ended up in the body of Jack's wife ... who was not married and we ...
I think I remembered! We drank and talked about the fact that Jack is alone and he has no children and wife at his 38 years old, and then one of the guys got some kind of transparent sphere ... then I remember very vaguely, but ... damn it! This child, she does not let me think and remember!