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He needed some coins for the parking meter so he slipped a fiver into a yellow change machine on the corner. The machine sparked to life, rattling and rumbling, then he heard a deep, monotone voice like a robot in an old sci-fi movie.

"Please raise your arms," the machine said.

He did as he was told, not really understanding why, then he gasped as a pair of large, manly hands shot out of the sides of the machine and grabbed him around his waist. The hands began to squeeze and reshape his body, sculpting his flesh like clay and quickly transforming him into a curvy blonde in a skimpy red top and green short-shorts.

When the hands finally released him he staggered back, struggling to stand on his high heels. The hands retracted into the box with a snap and then he could hear faint ticks and clicks as the mechanism powered itself down.

"Change complete," the machine said.