The two of you dug in, completely forgetting that you're not really yourselves. You were too distracted by the amount of food.
Out of the two of you, you ate even more oddly, as Eva Longoria eating like a guy isn't really common.
"Oh man, so full..." you said, leaning back in the dining chair, legs spread apart and unbuttoning your jeans.
The butler stared at you oddly, but, afraid he might lose his job if he said anything, left the room.
"Dude..."
"What?" you said, looking at him oddly.
"Look at yourself!"
You noticed what you were doing and grinned. "Eh, the butler left, we're alone, it's not like it matters. Now, where's this woman's sweatpants? I feel like I need them right now."
You got up and walked over to the bedroom, sluggish as you were full beyond belief and these jeans weren't helping matters.
You dug around Eva's extensive wardrobe and found yoga outfit and slipped them on.
"Much better..." you said, checking yourself in the mirror.
You grinned, staring at your own reflection. "Oh, I'm Eva Longoria, I'm a sexy bitch and I am awesome."
You started having fun in front of the mirror, making different poses and saying stuff the real Eva wouldn't ever say, just for the fun of it.
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