* I hope you understand, now I only speak Czech. Help me please! My address is Prague, street ... (translation of the last message) Chuck wrote the last message with shaking hands and tried to do it as quickly as possible. He stood in front of the mirror in a skin-tight top that exposed part of the belly, a very short denim skirt with black stockings and high-heeled shoes with incredibly depraved make-up. He was still in control of himself and all this was incredibly difficult and humiliating for him, but he could not resist the magic of the wig, which, after changing reality, began mental changes to fully adapt in the body of a busty Czech prostitute. All this time, Gloria, Chuck's friend, who found this wig at some sale, and then gave it to Chuck for a laugh, because he was bald. At first she did not believe it, but persistent messages from Chuck's number made her doubt and when she was about to answer him suddenly Chuck's number in her phone book disappeared along with her memories of him. She was simply surprised every time she read messages from an unknown number and did not really understand what these messages were about and who was writing this at all.