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Jake wasn’t anything special. A simple life, easy and steady job as a mechanic at a roadside station in Pine Ridge, Kansas. Days filled with cars, nights with beer, sometimes bar fights at Raven’s. Rough, straightforward, all grease, rust, and cheap whiskey. Everyone called him “Bull” — for his stubborn temper and the fact he could knock down anyone in a fight. Nobody thought he’d end up on the front pages. And sure as hell, nobody expected to see him like this — in the body of a young, insanely hot girl, with curves that made him ashamed every time he looked in the mirror.
But fate doesn’t ask. Fate just shows up, looking around, and apparently closing its damn eyes before picking at random. This time, that “random” landed on Jake. A mad scientist — Dr. Raymond Blum — who, clearly, lost his mind completely after getting kicked out of DARPA, was urgently looking for anyone to use for his experiment. The fully artificial body Jessie now owned badly needed a donor brain back then. And Jake… Jake had decided to end his shift early, hit Raven’s bar, down a couple Budweisers, and, as usual, got into a brawl with some trucker from Arkansas. He woke up — with these tits, strapped to some hospital bed.
And of course, right after that, the cops or feds — fuck them all — stormed the place, and the mess they caused made sure the whole damn country, and soon the whole world, knew about him — or rather, her. No wonder, it was the first successful brain transplant, and not into some half-dead body, but into a fully functional human body, created entirely in a lab. Blum probably would’ve gotten a Nobel Prize, if he hadn’t been shot dead that very evening when the cops raided the lab.
— That’s how it is… Now, we grab the thirty-two wrench and carefully pop off this fucking filter, — she forced out, continuing the stream, but the filter wouldn’t budge. She leaned on the wrench with her whole body, her face tightening up like a clenched fist, and for a moment, the filter finally gave way — but it was already too late. The wrench slipped from her hands, clanking onto the tractor’s metal body, and she fell flat on her ass so hard it looked spectacular — that moment, with her tits bouncing all over the place, made it straight into the trending videos later.