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Tuesday, October 9, 2012


Ever since he whistled at a woman passing by his construction site, Tony had been cursed. Each morning, he’d wake up in the body of some unknown woman; he’d feel compelled to wear some couture-style outfit, and he wouldn’t transform back into himself until he walked by a construction site. It felt humiliating. There were many times when he was tempted not to even bother transforming back, but he needed to get to work and make money. He couldn’t do it as a woman, and even if he did, showing up as one would likely simply result in the whistle to transform him back.

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