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Saturday, November 18, 2017


Jeff sighed as he struggled to walk in the high heeled shoes on his feet. “I can’t believe I have to be a bridesmaid at your sister’s wedding,” He sighed.

“It’s your own fault,” Carrie replied, “You wanted to try out that weird magic totem that swapped our heads onto each other’s bodies. Then we just couldn’t seem to switch back! You know how my sister has been obsessing over these dresses for months, and you know I’d never be able to squeeze your body into that thing. That left one option. You were going to be the one to wear the dress and stand up there with her.”

Jeff sighed again, “I know. I know. And, honestly, when we couldn’t switch back. I thought I could handle it. Having a woman’s body didn’t seem so tough when we swapped while wearing jeans and sweatshirts. But I can’t begin to describe the feeling of discomfort I get wearing these clothes.”

“Welcome to being a woman,” Carrie smiled.

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