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Larry did not really understand why his friend Chuck was suddenly walking towards him with such a quick step. But his stern and angry expression was especially strange. It was only when Chuck came closer and took Larry's hand that he noticed that Chuck's strange behavior was the least he had to think about, because his body was completely different.

Yes, he was still stripped and in his underwear because he was about to go for a swim. And still there was a bottle of beer in his hand. However, even in the high-heeled shoes he was now wearing, he was significantly shorter than his friend Chuck, who now seemed very tall to him.

- What the hell are you doing here ?!

- What?! Why the hell do I have this stupid body and this stupid belly ?!

- I don't care what you think in your drunken head! Go and do your job!

Moving awkwardly with a new center of gravity and trying not to fall, Larry still followed Chuck without being able to quickly decide or change something. A bottle of beer had already fallen out of his hand and he touched her this huge belly, which was now part of his body and which did not seem at all somehow artificial when he touched the skin of his belly with his hand

- How ... what kind of work? What the hell is this ...

- Shut up! Just suck them off and that's it. They have already paid ... and please don't make me look for you anymore

Before he could answer, Larry looked in shock at Chuck, and then at the company of his "friends", who now had no idea that Larry had been the head of their gang a few minutes ago, and not a whore on call, which their friend had organized for them - pimp chuck

Larry "Die Hard" Stevenson at that point should have already begun to adapt to his new life as Lydia "De**pthroat" Stevenson. Because nobody remembered who Lydia was before. Even Mason, the guy who read this spell in the hope that it will work and he will be able to take revenge on his abuser Larry, forgot it. 

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