Dennis drove around for almost an hour trying to clear his -- now her -- head. She was female for at least 12 hours. She was hungry, yes, but also felt extremely gross.
"Okay," she said to herself, "I really feel gross, like I just got fucked." Then she laughed, realizing she was in the body of a woman who HAD just been fucked. And she needed to rinse that off her.
"But where?" she asked herself. She cursed herself for not having taken Missy's keys. She still had access to Riley's house, but that would only get her into trouble. That left Dennis only one option - home.
She didn't want to go, because she didn't know if her wife, Mona, that fat cow, would be home. She also didn't want to be in a position where she could lose the Medallion. She'd really need it in about 10 1/2 hours.
She decided she'd drive on over to the office, stash the Medallion in her desk, dash home, and hopefully be able to wash up without being noticed.
She looked at her gas gauge. Nearly empty. She looked at herserlf in the mirror and sneered at her own stolen face.
First order of business... get gas...
