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Thursday, December 7, 2017


In all fairness, it had been a fun twelve hours. Pete had spent much of that time running around his apartment, wearing skimpy clothes, and looking at himself in the mirror. But with time up, he was ready to get back to his own body. He pulled the Medallion of Zulu out of it’s hiding place and gave a sigh. He was going to miss being a woman, but he knew as long as he had this trinket, he could do it again any time he wanted. As he reached for a piece of his own clothing in order to return to normal, the medallion fell out of his grasp. It rolled along the floor and into a heating vent. Pete got down on his knees to look. He could see it down there, but he couldn’t figure out how to pry open the panel to get to it. He thought about calling the building super, but he would probably then have to explain why the medallion was so important and who this unknown woman asking for this was. Maybe he could call a friend; someone he trusted. He just wasn’t sure. What he did know was that he’d be stuck with this body until he could get the medallion back...

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