With a barely concealed spring in his step, Jimmy decided to go back to his house, enjoying the sights, sounds, and smells as a woman. It was difficult at first trying to walk, what with the new centre of gravity and all, and he stumbled more than a few times.
“Jeez, I wish I knew how to walk normally,” Jimmy grumbled to himself as he waddled precariously, almost faceplanting. All of a sudden, he seemed to know exactly how Rebecca would normally walk, with arms swishing and posture compensating for her ‘front-heavy’ mass. A few more steps later and he was strutting along confidently.
“Whoa, how did I know how to move like that?” he was stunned at the ease in which he had gained access to that knowledge, almost like thinking about it allowed him access to Rebecca’s mind. Testing out his theory, he wondered about Rebecca’s full name and date of birth. Like before, the information seemingly floated to the front, and he dug around her purse and pulled out her driver’s license, checking the details written on it with the new knowledge he had gained.
“Wow, it actually does work like that,” he mumbled, scratching his neck in awe. Then a new thought popped into his head.
“I guess it’d be much easier to pretend that I’m you, right, Rebecca?” he snickered evilly as he reached up to grope her breasts. His dream woman, now completely under his control. Jimmy couldn’t wait to reach his house. Once there, he decided to ring the doorbell. Clearing his throat a few times and straightening his hair, Jimmy stood and waited for someone to open the door.
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