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As if things couldn't be more complicated...

After dancing the night away, a young woman pulls you off to the side. Her dress is certainly unfitting for the situation; in reality, she looks like she'd fit in better at a Marilyn Manson concert.

"I've always hated you, Carol; and all the men you get. Well, now it's my turn."

She waves her arms in the air and before you know it, you are once again staring at your former self. You realize you are in the body of the creepy woman. She laughs smugly at you with your own mouth (or what has been your mouth for the past few hours); and you feel jealous. You leap in her direction, but she waves her arms and you are transported...


Written by an anonymous author (with minor edits by Phaedrus)

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