When Mark switched bodies with Danielle, he felt awkward in her sheer top and leather leggings, and he wasn’t shy about expressing how he felt. Danielle told him to relax, that she had some other clothes nearby that he could change into. She soon brought in a small rack with a selection of other outfits, but Mark was less than pleased with what was available. Everything was either skimpy or just plain weird. If he was going have to get used to being Danielle, he’d have to develop his own style.
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