You were a brilliant but reckless scientist, always convinced you were one step away from greatness. Your latest invention was supposed to be a marvel: a machine that could borrow a touch of mental energy to amplify your intelligence. It didn’t borrow intelligence. It borrowed something else. The machine hummed, energy crackled, and suddenly, your body felt strange. Your clothes tightened in ways they never had before, while other areas felt oddly loose. Stumbling to a mirror, you froze. Your sharp, confident features were gone—replaced by softer curves that swayed and shifted with every tiny movement. Your reflection was stunning… and unrecognizable. Somehow, the machine had transformed you. Now, stuck in a body that feels both foreign and unnervingly right, you’re left questioning everything: your invention, your identity, and how on earth you’re going to fix this.

You have just arrived in New York. You were always a rich boy but after getting banned from New York you would have done anything to get back. So when somebody offered you a disguise you took it. You just didn't expect this.