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Chapter 3 by Valentine Valentine

How does Will end up?

Not Will anymore

Will staggered the **** stayed in his system but it was a much smaller system now so he was significantly more drunk. He also was somewhere new and was having trouble finding his bearings. He brushed hair out from in front of his face then realized something he just did didn't feel right. He then looked down at his large brown tits and realized the issue. He was now she. Will tried to organize her thoughts but it was hard, so was thinking all thse English words. Her brain was rebelling against her. She desperatly clung to her old self but her new brain wasnt having any of that. It began to push and push hard.

She wasn't "Will" she was "Wanda" she didn't speak english except briefly to tell a client how much she cost. She spoke Spanish, and as she thought this the nasty hard english words stopped and she realized she was thinking in spanish. She also wasnt some spoiled rich white boy she was a dirty ass illegal Mexican Whore.

Much more centered now she looked around and saw her client asleep on the bed. She slid silently out of the bed, a skill she had learned to avoid irate Johns and went over to his pants where she exteacted his wallet. He hadn't paid yet and she needed at least three more clients tonight if she wanted to both pay her pimp and pay for rent. She extracted four twenties from his wallet and put the rest back untouched. Her pimp usually protected her from ICE but if she started stealing from her clients that might all change. As she moved to get her clothing on she saw her phone on the floor. It was the only thing that hadn't changed and she somehow knew it was her phone even though by all logic she shouldnt have been able to buy it.

Its not like it was all that useful for her anyways. Her father had been a day laborer on a farm until he had been picked up in an ICE raid. Her mom had then resorted to turning tricks to keep the two of them fed and when Wanda turned 18 it was her turn to join the family business. She had never been to school and couldn't write, could barely read, and only knew how to do the basic math she needed to do to pay for her pimp, her crappy apartment, her food, and her mom's medicine.

Will however had one last gasp, he knew that it could be worse, he could end up as some gross sex **** or a human organ bank but he had to try. With the last gasp of his previous life he hit the button Wanda looked at the pop up. She could recognize "yes" but the other word was too complicated. Still unsure why she had clicked the button she shrugged and hit yes figuring it might make it go away. When instead it brought up another screen she sighed and put her strangely nice phone in her back pocket and she went back to the street to search for a new client.

Wanda had been born with a few advantages, she was hot, a true spicy latina and her mother had fostered her good looks through makeup and enforced exercise. She had wanted Wanda to become a model but knew that at the very least being pretty would help her as a whore and indeed it did. She hadn't been back on the streets for 5 minutes when she was waved over to a car. She leaned over sensually letting her large mocha breasts sell themselves fully. The man in the car, a slightly overweight guy with a beard looked her in the eye asked her how much.

At least that was an english phrase she knew and she also knew her response. "Blowjob is 40, sex is 80, anal is 160." He nodded and beckoned her to enter the car. She did and as she did her phone slipped out of her pocket and fell on the floor. The john reached down to pick it up then saw what it was on.

"My god are you one of those dumbasses who turned himself into a Mexican whore and youre now desperatly hoping for a better roll? Fucking hilarious well here's a tip for you. Dont let a guy like me pick your categories."

She couldnt read what he had just done but could tell it was bad. She tried to snatch the phone away from him but before she could the final category rolled and reality was ripped apart again.

It's not like she could see it but what had been rolled was:

Freedom: Pimp's whore --> Pimp's wife, whore, and sex ****

Tits: Big and natural --> Gigantic and fake

Race(rolled randomly): Latina --> Mixed race Asian/Black

What will hapoen to this poor girl now?

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