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35. sure

34. calling Rick

33. to the mall

32. Jim & Rebecca at the park

31. Jim and Rebecca amble

30. waiting for becca

29. sudden change

28. goes upstairs

27. nothing different

26. arrive home

25. jim

24. officer is not amused

23. male officer

22. hurrying home

21. Jim waits

20. Jim and Rebecca chat

19. getting changed

18. interrupted

17. back to the future

16. he runs for the hills

ANFSCD: a little change, to be sure

on 2009-01-27 20:49:37

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"Sure," Rick responded. "Since it isn't the first time, it's no problem. You sure no one will see you, though?"

"Yeah, there's nobody around. Do it."

"Ok. It'll take me a minute or two. Have a good time." With that, Rick hung up.

After a minute, he felt his chest expanding and waist shrinking. It also got a lot cooler, as his shirt and pants both shrunk, revealing a great deal more skin. And then he felt a lot more weight on his head, as his hair proceeded to grow rapidly. It was followed by a bit less weight down lower as his man-bits lost their machismo, and hid. He felt the earrings he'd worn at the dance reappear, and bring friends (including a stud through his tongue, which felt weird, but in a very pleasant way).

Once it felt like things had settled down, he looked down, and saw a short, kelly-green dress that left his breasts half-exposed, and that barely covered his crotch down lower. Almost afraid of what he would find, he reached down below the dress to discover two things. One, he was wearing panties (if very skimpy ones), and two, holy cow, that felt good. And that was just a light brush.

Never mind, Jim thought. I need to get Rick to change this; I can't go out like this.

But Rick's phone went directly to voice mail. Repeatedly. By the fifth time that happened, Jim finally left a long message. Well, it was a rant, really, about Rick's clothing choices.

As he was calling, he looked in the rear-view mirror to see his face. A stray thought went through his mind when he did, at least the dress matches my eyes. He was very confused by that thought, though. I better go find Becca, he thought.

Once he'd finished his ranting, he got out of the car, finally noticing the tall heels on his feet. As he started walking in, he called and left another nasty-gram for Rick about his footwear choice.




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