A study of the Victorian age (Request)

"This was definitely not what I wanted... Damn... This corset bothers me even

when I rest on the lawn..." 

Until two months ago I was a young and brilliant English historian. I was 

getting married to my girlfriend, and my life was going well. 

I had recently been entrusted with a detailed study on the Victorian age, which

was giving me some problems. 

One day I went to visit an old wishing well with my girlfriend. 

My girlfriend asked me to throw a coin and make a wish, as per tradition.

I replied, throwing a dime, "Being by your side I already have a wonderful 

life... probably the only thing I could wish for would be to know better the 

Victorian age. It would be very useful for my current research hahaha". 

I condemned myself with those few words. 

There was a flash of light, and when I opened my eyes my girlfriend was gone

and I saw a girl dressed in Victorian clothes in front of me. 

I felt strange, and looking down I realized I was no longer in my body! I 

was in the body of a young woman, with clothes from the 19th century! 

During my panic attack, I asked, screaming in my sweet, high-pitched voice, 

to the girl in front of me what the hell happened.

She replied, frightened, "Emily, I don't understand what you're talking about... 

What's going on? We came to the old well to take a walk, you decided to 

make a wish, and immediately afterwards you started screaming...". 

I asked her what wish I had made, and the answer made it clear what had 

happened: Emily wished "to be finally free from the constraints of her husband, 

and from the unjust obligations that society imposes on women". Evidently 

the well has coupled our compatible wishes, even if centuries apart, exchanging

our bodies!

Since that day I have expressed the wish to return myself dozens of times, but 

without result... 

In recent months I have understood why Emily wanted to change her life. 

"My husband" is wealthy, but sexist, violent, overbearing and boring. 

He demands that I always wear uncomfortable clothes and a corset, and that I 

go to the hairdresser almost every day. You have no idea how annoying and 

boring this is... He forces me almost every night to do things for which I can 

no longer look in the mirror... 

But I can't run away, because I don't know where to go and how to survive, 

and I can't get away from the wishing well: it's my only hope to go home one 

day...

It is terrifying for a young 21st century man to have to live the life of a 19th

century woman. 

All the rights I took for granted have been taken from me... 

I can't vote, my opinion is worth less than that of any man, nobody would ever 

hire me for any job without my husband's consent. 

I hate this life. 

I wanted to learn more about the Victorian era, but certainly not by experiencing 

it firsthand, and especially not in the body of a slender blonde woman! 

[request realized for Indigo]