Clark was impressed with himself. It had been about two months since he was cursed into having a woman’s body, but he had adjusted fairly well. The first day, any makeup he tried to put on was a complete mess, but now? He was a pure expert. At this point, the idea of being a woman no longer felt like a curse to him at all. In fact, he was kind of dreading the day when the curse would end, and he’d be back to his own body. He didn’t know how long it was supposed to last, but something told him now that he was enjoying himself, it would be over soon enough.