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Chapter #7

A arrogant voice behind you says "Hello Dav...

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Just as you're about to step inside your empty apartment, your stopped by the sound of a voice coming from behind you. "Hello David, it's the first of the month, i trust you have my money?" The voice is simply dripping with arrogance and condescension, and you know immediately who it belongs to. Sighing heavily, you turn around to be greeted by the face of your landlord, Victor Garcia. You've never liked Victor, with his slicked back hair, pressed suit, and arrogant smirk, but you've come to positively loath him in the last few weeks since Annabelle left you, as he's made it a point to remind you on an almost daily basis that the rent will be due soon, and advising you to "Make sure you can pay, we wouldn't want any sort of unpleasantness between us would we?"

You would have just slugged the smug son of a bitch, packed up the few possessions Annabelle had left you that were worth salvaging and moved into a cheaper apartment, but that would only make you feel better for a moment, as you'd still end up paying for the last two months eventually, not to mention the legal fees you'd have to pay out over the assault and battery charges the smarmy bastard was sure to file, and possibly even some jail time, so you'd done your best to just grin and bear it, but now... now you had a different solution available to you. Of course, you probably shouldn't go around transforming everyone who pisses you off, but this jerk was asking for it! On the other hand, now that you had Anna's financial resources available, perhaps you could solve this problem another way? At least if you hurry, as you're certain that as soon as she gets access to a computer or a good cell phone Anna will be quick to cancel her credit cards and change her account numbers so as to deny you access to them. Fortunately, with the state you left her in, just getting access to such a device will be no easy task, so you probably have a bit of time, but you'll still need to hurry if you want to gain access to her funds.

After considering your options, you decide that taking control of Anna's finances takes precedence, as Victor isn't going anywhere, and you can always punish him latter if you feel the need. For that reason you reply "No, Mister Garcia, I don't have your money." Victor frowns, his mouth opening for an angry retort, before you quickly add "But I will! All I need to do is change clothes and make a quick trip to the bank and I'll get you all paid up." you explained.

"Alright David, I'll let you slide for the moment." Victor reluctantly replied Adding "But I expect to be paid by six tonight or I'll have to charge you a late fee."

"No problem Mister Garcia, That should be more than enough time!" you answer, doing your best to smile, even though what you really want to do is punch Victor's lights out.

"Good. Well, in that case, I'll expect to see you again this evening. Until then." Victor said, turning ans slithering back down the hall and into his apartment.

As soon as he's gone, you slip inside your apartment, slamming the door behind you hard enough to cause the frame to shake, and begin planning just how to go about taking control of Anna's finances. Simply transferring her money from her account to yours was the first thing you thought of, but that would leave an electronic trail to follow, as well as raising a lot of questions that you'd rather not have to answer if anyone ever comes snooping around after Anna's whereabouts. No, there has to be a better way. If only you could somehow persuade Anna to withdraw the money in person, or... then it hits you.

If the brush can transform Annabelle into the hideous creature you made her into, then what's to stop you from using it to make yourself look like Anna? Then all you'll need is a couple of account numbers, and you can waltz right into the bank and empty Anna's bank accounts yourself! Not to mention buying yourself some much needed furniture and appliances then charging it all to your exes credit card. Of course, you still have to figure out Anna's account numbers, but that shouldn't be too hard, seeing how she used to store everything on her phone, something that you doubt has changed just because she's dumped you. A quick check proves you right, and after a little time with the brush, using Anna's drivers licence photo and your own memory as a guideline, you've successfully transformed yourself into a fair facsimile of your ex girlfriend, easily good enough to fool casual acquaintances, and maybe even friends and family members should you be unfortunate enough to run into them while your out and about in Anna's body. Satisfied with your appearance you blow yourself a kiss, smiling at your reflection and doing a few cheesecake poses just for the heck of it. As you do so, you can't help but become curious about exploring this new feminine body of yours from the inside, but you're on a tight schedule, as you have to get to the bank before it closes if you want to have any chance of pulling this off.

After checking that you have everything you need, and adjusting making a couple of last minute adjustments to your skirt, (Anna has never worn pants in public as long as you've known her), you open the door of your apartment and peek outside. Seeing no one around, you step out, walking down the hall and down the stairs. Arriving at the front door of the apartment building you hesitate briefly, before taking a deep breath and stepping out into public in a woman's body for the very first time. As you walk along the sidewalk, you can't help noticing how different everything seems, as Annabelle's body much smaller and slighter than your own, standing a mere five foot six as opposed to your own muscular six foot frame, leaving you with a feeling of vulnerability that you really don't care for, a feeling made all the worse by the looks you get from several of the men you pass, who seem to be sizing you up as though you were a piece of meat or something. Shuddering in revulsion as you realize what those guys must be thinking, you quicken your pace, wanting to get this whole ordeal over with and retreat to the safety of your apartment as quickly as possible.

You have the following choices:

1. You make it to the bank without incident.

2. Something unexpected happens along the way to your destination.

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