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("Hello miss Hisana, welcome back!")
A group of what you could only describe as the Brothels workers greeted you. Normaly you would have gotten on to these girls about their life choice. They were no better than strippers after all! But... that name... Hisana? That wasnt her name! His name was...
The cloud in her mind grew stronger, preventing her from remembering anything other than the name Hisana-or herself as a she.
Your body relaxed as you addressed the girls, moving to the front desk, which now felt like a familiar spot to you, as familiar as your office!
("Greetings girls, remeber to report the profits from last night to me")
("Yes mam!")
Came the response as they all went off to perform their varying duties
Hisana Yamiko... yes that was your name of course. This was your Brothel as well, it had been for several years now. You made yourself comfortable in your office, preparing everything for opening in a few hours. It was like you had done this for a long time.
And as far as you could think right now... you had. Only a small, nagging part in your mind seemed to tell you this was wrong, that it wasnt you!
Are you able to break free? Or do you succumb to this life?