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Dealt a bad hand (part 3)

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Dealt a bad hand (part 3) After "Mummy" bought me my new astounding dress, I was ever so eager to show it to Charles. I was so consumed by my utter delight that I began running straight to the market where he would be waiting for me. Unfortunatly to my sheer horror, after turning the penultimate corner, I was grabbed! I tried to fight back but these small arms the witch had cursed me with were too weak! I was soon taken and thrown into a small room.      Every moment I spent locked away in that room was a moment of reflection. Of what I had become. I wasn't a strong man from the 21st century, I was a weak girl from the 19th! Every day I had been forced into a submissive role, I had been ogled by every man I met. I wasn't allowed to attend school with Charles... As for Charles, I can't explain it. This body loves him, it's making me love him. These damn female hormones had ruined my mind! I can barely prevent myself from speaking in an accent or with "The
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Dealt a bad hand (part 2)

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 Dealt a bad hand (part 2) It has been a most difficult two months. Adapting to a completely different life here in Victorian London has been quite the challenge, however it hasn't been as bad as I initially expected. My mind seems to be changing, my thoughts and beliefs are altering to cater to the body I now inhabit. That is correct. I am still the girl known as "Nancy" and I am still under the strict regime of "my" parents. They so desperately want me to marry, they want me to spend the rest of my life as a lowly housewife, my only purpose being to tend to my future children and the desires of my husband. It's not a life I am very excited about... or it wasn't until I met him... Charles is my saving grace. One of my duties as a maiden is to visit the market and acquire the vegetables and meats for the family. That's how I met him. I saw him, behind the gate of the mens academy, waving to me with a sweet look in his eyes. I decided to approach him,
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Dealt a bad hand

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"Dealt a bad hand" My life was amazing. I had plenty of drinking buddies to get me along and I considered myself to be a "playboy". Fortunately for me, I never wanted a serious relationship. I'd fuck simply to fuck, and then leave the next morning without a second thought, women's desires meant very little to me. They were either bitchy and annoying or too high maintenance. All of this changed however, when I spoke to the wrong woman in a bar one night. I approached her, "Hey Bitch! Wanna screw? I got ten minutes free!" Her reaction was strange, she sat up, looked into my eyes and said: "You will understand us soon enough, good luck, you're going to need it." I just passed her off as another annoying bitch like most of the women i'd met in my life, that is until I woke up the next morning. I was in a strange location, definitely not my room and definitely not 2020. The biggest change was me. I was wearing what looked like Victoria
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