Two Hours

Two hours. Edwin was trying to imagine all the things he could do with Adria’s body for two hours, after which time they would switch back to normal. There was a lot he promised he wouldn’t do (though he was certainly tempted to still do it), but he decided to play by the rules and do something she said he could do.

Immediately, he went into Adria’s closet and started trying on clothes and shoes and anything else he could. It was much more fun than he expected, but also more time consuming. The clothes were tighter, harder to get on and off, and just took longer. The boots were tough to walk in, some dresses were hard to breathe in, but damn, he was sure having a good time. Two hours just flew by...