Easy rider.
I still love the same things I did when I was a guy. Beer, sports and most of all riding my dirt bike. In fact that's even better now and I don't even have to leave the yard. I just fire this baby up and let her purr.
Mmmm!
After the Argument
"Jesus, I can't believe she actually went through with it." I gasped, confronting the reflection of my girlfriend in the mirror, "I thought all that talk about making me see things her way was, like, a metaphor, but I guess she meant it literally." I pulled her long hair back to get a better look at the beautiful face I now wore. She'd put me in her body and walked out the door in mine without a clue about what I should do next. Part of me wanted to run after her and beg for my body back, but my blood was up after our argument, and the part of me that stubbornly wanted to prove her wrong won out in the end. "Besides, She has a pretty amazing body," I told myself, giving my new boobs an experimental squeeze, "Perhaps, I could learn to live with it after all."
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