The former Jerome Freeman, who had been married to Christine Freeman nee Merlin (now Merlin forever), would have made the people scared had they been capable of fully perceiving him. He was a big man almost stumbling around like a zombie despite the near perfect direction and balance. Fortunately no one could and Jerome was able to find the place he was drawn to change clothes in.
Infinity Fitness was a brand new 24 Hour facility that had normal exercise equipment, open classrooms for dance and yoga and similar interests, and a special space dedicated to physical therapy. It was still niche but showed promise, as people were already signed up thanks to the cheap rates and round the clock assistants. Jerome entered through the Member door and made his way to the female locker room.
E-Model Lin Fei was posing in front of the mirror after an ‘intense’ work out . Really it was nothing more than a sheen of sweat to look pretty in her tight workout clothes before her sauna session. She made a kiss in the last photo and put her phone in her locker with a second set of clothes and the dirty ones in the duffle stored in there as she didn’t trust the Member Laundry Service. She wrapped herself in a robe and made her way to the sauna, never noticing that Jerome opened the locker without entering a code.
Jerome through the clothes he had on into a hamper with Lin’s name on it, then dressed in the outfit Lin left behind. A thong, an A-cup sports bra, a pink t-shirt, comfy shorts, and heels. Jerome put them all on and shivered. He shrunk down to a very thin frame with small breasts and ass.
Jiao Fei took a lipstick from her duffle and ran it over her lips as she swung the duffle over her shoulder and left the fitness center. As she put it back, she admired her heavily tanned hand, and loved the fact it was natural despite being Chinese. “So glad I was born in America. Hey, watch it!” She complained as she was bumped out of the way by someone, but she couldn’t recognize the woman wrapped in a towel as what she was, just a rude person. “Weirdo.”
Jiao put it out of her mind and headed to her car, planning on going home.
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Marcus Merlin, former husband of Helen and father to Selena, wandered into the house of the Meadows family. In a possibly cosmic irony, Marcus chose the closet of Biff Meadows who was currently in the basement with a punching bag. See, the former Dr. Amelia Meadows was Biff’s mother, making the new Selena Meadows into Biff’s mother.
As Marcus dressed himself in the casual clothes branded with the Lake Pointe High football team, he felt an odd sense of deja vu. No matter, Marcus Meadows had bigger fish to fry. Stacey broke up with him and jumped right into Farber! “No… calm yourself Miles.”
Marcus never noticed Biff wander up the stairs sweaty from punching the bag. While Biff Meadows was one who could consider violence, as evidenced by his decision to fight. Miles Meadows was not prone to violence, so was planning to talk to Argat Farber. …And then punch him if it came to it.
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William Merlin Sr. was a short, balding nerd of a man. Those who knew him in school would have said it was a miracle he ever got married and had kids. He would have agreed with them, of course, as he knew he was no catch physically. It was his brain that made him powerful, a brain that allowed him to become a CPA and stock broker and become stinking rich.
At a certain point he’d begun playing up the overworked pencil pusher stereotype to make friends. And find love he had with Elizabeth. Well, had is most accurate.
Right now, William was entering the home of Tiffany Sanders and even her room as she played with herself and recorded it on a phone camera. William opened her drawers and closet and pulled on a lace pair of panties and a sheer nightie. As Winnie Sanders rolled herself onto the bed, pushing the girl who had been there previously on to the floor, the recording on her phone rolled back and filled with new footage.
“Now remember baby,” Winnie cooed, pulling down one cup of her nightie and lowered the top of her panties to show her shaved mounds. “You don’t get more unless I get what I want~” She glared. “And I want the name of the asshole cop who planted my car.”
Yes, Winnie Sanders was a slut, but only because the reputation gave her a network begging for her skills. Her sharp mind made it possible to be one of the top students, but she found it better to lay low and let the world think what they want. She ruled the school from the shadows, and she’d rule the world!
Tiffany formerly Sanders left her house life everyone who had been displaced, searching for a life of her own.
