Man, this great. Even though I have to keep checking for my old body, I'm utterly enjoying myself. How lucky that I "forgot" to bring a change of clean clothes to my new roomate's apartment. In truth, I just wanted in his pants. His name was Reggie, but he'd turned me down in ky old body. And I suppose... who can blame him? But I NEEDED to get close to him.
I followed instructions I found on the web to craft a spell, and one day at the laundromat I took this kid's boxer briefs. After the ritual was prepared, I put them over my hairy arse and chanted the words. My body shifted until I was him. Memories flooded in-- thanks to the spell. They weren't his old life, though. They were my NEW life.
However, there was a cathlch. I had to keep the underwear on tot a month straight. If it came off comepletly, the spell would break. After that, I would be free of my old life forever. Which is why I'm a little paranoid -- who could give up this body?
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