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- Oh my Gwod! Oh gwod, oh gwod! I'm a fucking freak! I cwan't even spweak norwmally ...
Harry's heart was beating wildly with the realization that this was all real and not some nightmare or strange erotic dream. His hands with fingers with very long nails touched blond hair, and unrealistically huge breasts with a huge amount of silicone were very heavy and he felt this new part of his body touching his own hands. What he saw in the mirror fully corresponded to his feelings. And that scared Harry.
Harry closed his eyes several times, but each time these sensations did not disappear. The ass still seemed filled with something outsiders, as if pillows had been thrust under his skin in his ass and chest. Even in the lips there was a sense of the presence of something foreign and unnatural.
- Gwenn! Something happened?
The voice from behind the door of this room apparently addressed Harry and he perfectly understood this and did not know what to do. All this was too strange and unexpected for him.
Probably Harry can be declared the winner in the conditional competition of the victims of the Alt Shift. He received the most radical changes and, like most, at the beginning hoped that it was all reversible. Unaware that this law will soon come out that will force everyone to accept new bodies on pain of conversion camps. But in the beginning ... in the beginning, Harry probably prayed the most that he could somehow get his life back.
With this body, even the first days of his life seemed like hell. Yes ... he dreamed that someday he could lose weight and build up ... All his life he was overweight. But that ... That was too much. Even the simplest actions were now difficult for him. Sometimes he even got stuck in doorways. And how humiliating it was to go out, even just to the food delivery man. Although he cut his long nails and hair, it was very difficult to hide his huge boobs with some kind of robe or something else - they simply protruded forward almost at the distance of half an outstretched arm. As well as the face with those incredibly huge lips, with which even a simple meal turned into torment. They were made to suck, but not to live a normal life.
He had to order stools, then for his chairs with armrests, because he simply could not fit this huge ass in them.