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Greg's day didn't go well from the start. In the morning, he poured coffee in the office, and then at a meeting with customers on a construction project, he could not answer anything and was to blame for all the problems of the company, later he had a quarrel with his girlfriend, and in the evening the saleswoman in the store got nasty at him.

It was a tough day and Greg decided to have a beer in the evening in order not to think about it all. But this did not work, he recalled every minute of this terrible day and thought and thought that he hated his life. He has had this, as well as many people who are faced with stress. This thought did not leave him all evening, he recalled all his failures in life and this made him only worse

Not surprisingly, when he went to bed, his head was filled with thoughts of the futility of his life.

He was already falling asleep, but suddenly he heard some kind of noise. It was strange, because he was alone in the apartment, but he definitely heard some voices. Opening his eyes, he did not believe what he saw. Instead of his apartment in the dark, he saw that he was on the street and different people in swimsuits were walking around. He immediately felt the warmth from the sun warming his skin and realized that he was not wearing his blanket.

Not understanding anything, Greg tried to get up and immediately felt something very heavy pulling his chest down. He tilted his head and saw two unfamiliar lumps of flesh that were part of his body and hung freely under the influence of gravity and immediately guessed that it was a woman's breast. It was incredible and impossible, but he felt this heavy weight and at the same time felt the nipples of his breasts touch the towel on which he was lying.

- What the hell?

Greg spoke and heard that his voice was completely different

- What the ... ahem, damn it! It can't be!

He was already sitting on his knees and his chest still dangled freely with an unfamiliar and strange weight, which he definitely did not like. His hands and the rest of his body were also different, but this did not concern Greg as much as the most important thing. With quick movements, he reached between his legs to make sure there was a flat crotch under his panties. He reached into his panties with his fingers and felt how his long nails were not very pleasantly touching his new part of the body, but nevertheless he thrust one of his fingers further than was required and made a female exhalation, took him out of there

- Gloria! What the heck?! People are right there!

Greg turned in dismay and saw a middle-aged man who was standing next to the cocktails and was surprised. He was definitely addressing Grego, but Greg did not know how to answer him.