My new life as ... - part 3.1 (Patreon)

Part 1: https://www.patreon.com/posts/my-new-life-as-1-55294446

Part 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/my-new-life-as-2-55340226

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It was difficult to think about something in my situation. I think everyone in my place would have done the same. Despite all my hatred for children and especially for babies, I overcame myself and in an unusual situation was able to solve the problem. Yes. This is about me. I always solve problems, even if it seems impossible. Otherwise, I would never have earned my wealth.

But heck, it was still difficult, even for me. All this situation made me dejected and god ... this strange body. I once thought about what it would be like to be a woman, but I never thought it was possible. Plus this apartment. I have never been in such poverty.

Finally I felt that the baby was full and stopped sucking on my nipples. Looking down, I was again a little horrified at this sight. These breasts were huge, especially from my point of view. And this child ... I held him in my arms ... And for some reason it seemed sweet to me ... Stop! Enough! We have to start thinking.

Slowly putting the child on the bed and hoping that this little asshole would not wake up, I got up. I had to do something. Taking the phone again, I tried to dial my number again, but I realized that there was no money on the accounts for this call. Having sworn in a whisper, it became clear to me that I would have to go outside and put money somewhere on my phone account.

Although I didn’t want to do it, I couldn’t stay here. I tried to walk quietly, but the floor under my feet still creaked and I looked at the baby so that he would not wake up.

Finally, in my room, I opened a wardrobe with clothes. Damn it. There are only long dresses, shawls and underwear. I didn’t want to wear any of this and rummaged in the closet I found a singlet. It was better than anything else.

Having hardly put this singlet on myself, I realized that this was not the best decision in my life. I felt cramped, especially in the chest area. Huge boobs pressed against the singlet fabric and began to seem even larger ... But they did not dangle as much as before. I immediately skipped the panties and put on what looked like little pants, which stretched very well and tightly wrapped around my thighs.

I thought that this would be enough and headed for the exit from the apartment. Having looked at myself in a small mirror before going out, I took the first headscarf I came across and quickly put it on, reaching for a dress .... Stop. What? The dress? headscarf? Why did I put this on and not even think about it !? What the heck?!

I wanted to take off the headscarf already, but I saw an unusual object on the wall. The item definitely stood out from all other things, because it was definitely very expensive, judging by its appearance.

Squinting my eyes to look at it, I removed this object from the wall and decided that it was worth taking it with me. In the end, this woman has little money and maybe I can sell it.

My hand reached for the dress again and I was able to stop again

- Allah kahretsin! Benim derdim ne !? Bütün bunlardan ne kadar sıkıldım! Nasıl isterdim ... (God damn it! What is wrong with me !? How tired I am of all this! How I wish ...)