The idea seemed exciting. Curtis had suddenly and without any explanation found himself in a woman’s body. She was dressed up in a tutu in a dance studio, so he guessed she was a ballerina. His body did feel very graceful and flexible -- certainly not like his former body at all.
He began to wonder if he had her skills along with her body. He thought about how thrilling it would be to dance in the most elegant manner, and so he got up on his feet. He tried his darnest, but he wasn’t sure where to start. He ended up with just sort of lumbering around in a way that would’ve been more suited for his previous male body than his current female one. And so he sat back down, a little disappointed.
But then he thought about it some more. At least this body was theoretically capable of pulling off great dance moves, right? He just had to try; he just had to start practicing...
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