- Damn it?! Is that a chest?! Is that my chest?! How...how the fuck is that possible?!?<br />Michael, in shock, pulled up his T-shirt and grabbed his boobs, which were perfectly formed in a special cryochamber, like the rest of his body. This moment after waking up seemed to forever enter Michael's memory and nothing could make him forget the shock that he experienced waking up after a long sleep, while his body was being transformed.<br />But still, there were many like Michael, and especially for the awakening, there were specially trained psychologists nearby, who made it easier to realize the fact that the experimental people who agreed to take part in the "Town" experiment.<br />For better adaptation, the subjects were immediately after the transformation of their bodies sent to their new places of residence, prepared especially for them. Specially trained people dressed them. And for Michael, one of the girls who worked in the dressing department did a good job. She turned his tousled hairstyle into well-groomed hair and even put a pair of earrings in his ears for beauty. Easily removed the already fallen off remnants of the bristles, plucked the eyebrows and made a very gentle natural make-up. Having dressed "Mrs. Clara" in a skirt and a T-shirt, she handed her over to the settlement department and went to other subjects, trying to do her job as responsibly as possible ... nevertheless, the cryochamber transformed everything except the face and this girl corrected what this miracle machine could not do<br />- It's okay, Clara, I understand your surprise, but...<br />- I'm not Clara! I'm Mike! Are you kidding me? What's wrong with my voice?! Why do I sound like a woman and why do I have this body?!<br />- Please calm down... Mike... Yes, I know your real name, but I have to remind you about the conditions of our experiment...<br />The polite man explained to Mike in great detail and reminded him of everything he needed to know for the duration of the experiment, the city. Including the fact that at the time of the experiment it was impossible to remember your life before the experiment, including your name<br />- But... but... I didn't think it was possible, I thought...<br />- Everything is clearly stated in the contract, Mrs. Kowalski, this is your house for the duration of the experiment and you must live here ... Here ... I will leave it here so that you once again read the instructions in detail<br />The word "Mrs" slipped out of Michael's mind at the time, and even the fact that he had a ring on his ring finger didn't matter at the time either. Michael was convinced that he would not share this small apartment with some unknown man, yet he came here with his fiancee, who was supposed to be now ... his daughter ... <br />...<br /><br />Part 2:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/souple-in-town-63084583">www.patreon.com/posts/souple-i&hellip;</a><br />Part 3:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/souple-in-town-63084583">www.patreon.com/posts/souple-i&hellip;</a><br />Part 4:&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/posts/souple-in-town-63084583">www.patreon.com/posts/souple-i&hellip;</a><br /><br /><span>If you like my stories and want to see others or sequels, then you can support me (</span><span>also there you can find more stories</span><span>)</span><span>:</span><span>&nbsp;<a class="external" href="https://www.deviantart.com/users/outgoing?https://www.patreon.com/greentg">www.patreon.com/greentg</a></span>