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I just barely managed to get over my small fence and into the yard. In this body, it turned out to be difficult and awkward, especially with those tits and hair that constantly blocked my view and got confused. But I completely forgot about Rex, my guard dog. Now I saw those angry dog ​​eyes and mouth. It was impossible to allow him to bark, because then a guard would come running here and it would be much more difficult for me to return home and return my body

- Ummm .... uh, Rex, calm down, don't growl ... I'll just go to the house and that's it. It's me, Mike, your master, it's just that I have changed a little and I need to return to the house

But Rex didn't recognize me and started barking loudly. I myself, unconsciously, screamed like a little girl, perhaps from my female hormones of this body. I got scared and pressed myself against the fence, closing my mouth so as not to say anything more. Of course, the security guard immediately came running to the noise and to my explanation that I was actually Mike Goldenberg, his boss and the owner of this house. He didn't believe me and called the police. This was correct, of course, but it only made my situation worse. I had neither documents nor a normal explanation why some girl climbed into private territory and tried to get into the house of a rich man.

This was all due to my negligence in using the Zulu medallion. I have used this ancient artifact for a long time and often for my business purposes. He could turn me into anyone, you just had to get that person's piece of clothing. Sometimes, like now, I used it just for fun or to be someone else and always took all the precautions.

But not right now. I left the medallion at home as usual, but on the way I got into trouble. While I was sunbathing on the beach my keys and money were stolen from me. I had to go almost through the whole city to my home, in order to end up with the police for illegal entry into private territory and not be able to properly explain who I am and why I tried to enter the house. 

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