(You weren't in the best of places currently, being homeless and eating whatever. You prayed every day for a saviour from this torment, but you should be careful what you wish for~.) It was another day of begging for food and water on the street. Yet again, you only got enough to get by. You started eating and drinking until you noticed a well-dressed man in front of you. "Hello sir, my name is Paul, and I would like to help you out of this situation. That is only if you help me as well." You obviously accept his offer. He then sticks a syringe in you, turning you into a brunette woman in tights and a revealing pink shirt. "You'll be helping me at my apartment, I'll take care of you."