Harvey saw an image swim into view in the portal. A spectral image of the career choice he can select as the Fem solution courses through his veins. An unnatural cloud hanging in the doorway.
Nervously, he wondered if the image was his choice... or merely one of the options. Part of Harvey still responded as a provocative French maid appeared in the swirling mist.
With her tiny waist, tight corset, and bust prominently displayed. Harvey stumbled, lusting after her before realising he could become her...
It was a curvy and petite secretary who caught Harvey's attention. She couldn't have been much over 5' tall, but her skirt and blouse straining to contain her incredible figure. The fiery red hair hinting at a passion, Harvey was afraid to embrace...
He guessed the next woman was another secretary. Less curvaceous, but no less petite. He didn't think he was racist, but oddly it was a factor his brain seemed to struggle with...
The next woman was the girliest he'd ever seen. Blonde, bubbly draped in pink and white, with pom-poms. Distantly, he wondered if Cheerleader was a well-paid job.
Again, Harvey questioned himself, seeing the casino girl... Either a croupier, or a hostess. But, the thought of what looked to be an incredibly heavy and awkward bust was unsettling.
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