His head was still spinning and the color in his eyes still had not recovered after Brandon experienced the first hyperspace jump in his life into a parallel reality.

Dizziness, slight nausea, temporary loss of vision are standard companions of such movements to parallel worlds. But of course Brandon had no idea. He didn't even know this was even possible. Yes, and it is unlikely that he will know about it.

Just a few seconds ago, Brandon was at the bank doing the job of an account manager. This scientist... this scientist was applying for a loan. And Brandon could very well issue that permission. What's more, Brandon didn't even have a legal reason not to. But as soon as he saw this strange man, he immediately decided that he would not approve a loan at all.

Perhaps Brandon made this decision due to the fact that he did not like the appearance of the scientist. Or because he was angry and lonely. Or... yes, there were many factors that influenced this decision. But if Brandon had known that it would change his life in such a drastic way, he would not have become harmful.

When Brandon, smiling at the displeasure of the scientist, told him again and again that the loan was denied, he was only more amused by how angry this scientist was. Finally, he broke down and simply said that it was because Brandon wanted it that way and laughed, feeling his little power.

- Ras you like working with clients so much and feel the power, I think this will suit you

The scientist grinned and pressed some button on a strange device, pointing it at Brandon.

Brandon started getting up from the table. But at the same moment, Brandon felt dizzy, it began to darken in his eyes, and trying to get up from the table, Brandon realized that he had completely lost his sight.

Vision began to recover and Brandon began to see that he was no longer in the bank. It was more like a street. Unfamiliar street. There were few people and passers-by, but still they were.

One of them was talking to the other near the car and looking back at Brandon's exclamation, he looked inquiringly and asked

Brandon didn't pay much attention to it. His vision was finally restored and he was able to notice the global changes that had happened to him. First of all, he was no longer wearing a business suit. He was now wearing a woman's blouse, from under which protruded two tubercles of flesh that looked like a woman's breasts. Long hair fell from his head and touched his skin, and a cool breeze blew on his legs because of the very short skirt.

Barely holding on to his heels, Brandon started but still fell, feeling his new female breasts trembling under his clothes with an unpleasant sensation of uncontrolled heaviness.

Stunned, Brandon realized in an instant that he was in the body of a prostitute. But it was impossible. It was wrong and terrible. He had to do something and somehow fix the situation. But... Brandon didn't know how and he would never know, remaining forever in another parallel reality in the body of a prostitute.

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