"I'll do it, Misty," warned Vince while leaning out the balcony, "Give me back my body or I'll jump. I know you don't want to see your pretty face splattered on the sidewalk even if it isn't yours anymore."
"You don't have the guts," responded Misty from Vince's body. "That's why I stole your body, because we were the weakest, lamest man that I have ever met. You should've been born a woman, and with my body now you are. I'm the man now; strong mentally and physically. And you're the woman, weak in every way."
"I'm not as weak as you think I am."
"Then let's see you jump."
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