Frank worked as a contractor, and there was one aspect of his job he loved more than any other. Typically, when he worked in a home the people inside were away on vacation. He’d show up early in the morning with the Medallion of Zulu, find a piece of clothing in the drawers and touch it to his chest. He’d find himself transforming into one of the members of the household. More typically than not, he’d choose to be a woman, painting or repairing as he got to experience the feel of a different body. Then after a long twelve hour day, he’d use the medallion to transform back into normal. This latest job was no exception, and he smiled as he looked at he caught a glance of himself in the mirror just across the room as he stood on his ladder.
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