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It took me some time to get ready. The shower was distracting, and the long hair on my head was a sopping wet mess that took forever to dry. Getting the bra on was so much of a challenge that I always thought of skipping it, but the breasts now on my chest were large enough that it not wearing one would be a bad idea. Every pair of pants seemed too tight, but there was no way I was wearing a skirt! The only thing that was easy was throwing on a sweatshirt.

Somehow, despite all this, I was still at the park first where I had agreed to meet the woman who I swapped bodies with. The first thing she did was lay into what I had chosen to wear, calling it dumpy. I had to remind her that we had much bigger problems to deal with. But when we started talking about that, we both realized neither of us had any idea how to switch back into our  own bodies. And so the conversation once again turned to what I had chosen to wear. She insisted we head back to her place so she could help me dress “properly.”

Whatever that meant.

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