How long had it been since it started that one day when Neil awoke in someone else’s body for the first time? Maybe five years ago now or more? It didn’t even feel weird anymore to wake up in a new body each morning anymore. He was sure he’d ruined many people’s lives at first by just staying in bed, refusing to go to work, or anything. But these days, he’d hop out of bed and get ready. He was pretty sure he was now an expert on figuring out a person based on their room and wardrobe. Though he had obviously been born a guy, he’d been both men and women for enough time to figure out that he actually preferred being a woman. This morning he was excited to be a woman once again, as he selected a cute, black leather dress from the closet. He slipped it on, then adjusted his hair and makeup as he admired the cute Asian face lookng back at him. He knew he’d be someone else again tomorrow, but he often fantasized about finally keeping a body for longer than a day. This body would be top on his list; it was perfect. But he also knew not to hope too hard.
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