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X slips through the front door, pausing to clip her Security badge to her belt. She does not seem at all discomfited (or even aware) of the cropped nature of her new hairstyle ( Read more... )

Magic bar is interesting.

Magic beer is very interesting.

Magic door disappearing, Ben can live with, but magical waking up the next morning in a different body… that’s a little too interesting, really. Just a little.

So, he’d hidden in his room yesterday, and woke up this morning to find himself still with red hair and breasts, among, er, other ( Read more... )

It’s been a while, but enter Ben stage left, camera hanging 'round his neck. His hand is still wrapped in gauze, so it hasn’t been too long for him at least, but the eyes of the casual viewer are most likely going to be drawn to his kneecaps ( Read more... )

It’s no grand entrance.

The door opens, and Ben steps through with a spring in his step and a hand wrapped in bandages. He’s in the process of unzipping his fly, and it takes a moment for the fact that this is not a restroom and Bar is not a urinal to register ( Read more... )