To avoid stares, I became the woman I had become last night before entering Victoria's Secret. I was overwhelmed, there were so many beautiful things that I could become, so many ways to be close to women.
It was still early and there were no shoppers. The only employee was at the register, reading hte morning Washington Post. This was my chance.
To my left was a rack of red silk panties. I could become a size that only a fit girl could fit into and see where that would leave me. To my right was a rack of bras. I could pick whatever size I wanted to be when I saw the girl I wanted to join. Both would be very nice...
I made up my mind,.. Quickly, I hopped onto a hanger and morphed into...
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