Sayuri was speechless. One moment she was enjoying John's, no, Dubhán's company. The next moment she found herself staring at a concrete wall, alone. When she moved, she noticed she was missing limbs.
And breasts.
She gasped in surprise, but instead of hearing her voice, it was her brother's.
"Noboru," she whispered in disbelief. "What have you done?"
Suddenly, a realization kicked in. If she was stuck in her brother's body, then it meant he was in her body. Sitting next to Sloth's Alpha.
Panicking, Sayuri stumbled out of bed, part crawling, part jumping to the cell door. Had her brother always felt so weak? Every move felt like an ordeal.
"Open up! Open up!" She bellowed with urgency in her voice. "Please!"
There was a commotion, then a window in the door was opened. A pair of irritated eyes stared up at her.
"Dude, what the fuck is wrong with you?" The male guard cursed.
