The next thing that Nick knew, he everything seemed to be spinning around him. He lost of sense of up, down, or even his own body. Somehow, he felt like he was traveling, though he couldn't say why. Then it began to settle. He was happy when the spinning began to slow down. Or, at first he was. When his vision began to return, he was very confused. Instead of the clean, modern boulevard along the beach where he had been standing moments ago, He was now in some filthy alley between some very decrepit buildings. He saw a filthy mattress, lying on the ground, loosely covered by some equally filthy sheets. It sat under a kind of improvised lean-to of some kind of metal sheeting. All of this was enclosed by a variety of materials that formed a wall, well, perhaps a privacy barrier, Various items were strewn around, and in one corner there was a metal can and a pan that looked like it could be used as an improvised stove. From the look of it, either it had not been used in a long time, or it just hadn't been 'cleaned' in a long time. Maybe both.
Nick really wondered what was going on! He heard a noise in the distance, and turned toward that direction. This was the first time he had moved more than his eyes, and suddenly, all kinds of things were wrong! His body was wrong! He noticed long, black hair hanging in his eyes. He felt a weight on his chest that didn't belong. And he felt the air on his legs in a way that didn't feel right. He looked down at himself. He saw breasts! And he was wearing a filthy, tattered dress! His feet were bare as well. His hand shot under the skirt of the dress he was wearing , and he gasped as he found what he feared! His penis was gone! He had a pussy!
Nick began to shiver. What was going on? Then he remembered his words. He had wished to have the problems of one of the cute, local girls. He looked at his now dark, but feminine skin. Somehow, he had 'become' one of those local girls!
Then he heard a voice calling, "Maria! What is taking you so long. We need to go or the food will be picked out!" Somehow, Nick knew that it was him that was being called. Maria? He was in the body of a girl named Maria. And this filthy ally was her home? He had to find his friends! He had to get back to the beach! But who was that calling?
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