“Ugh, my head!” Jack said, his eyes still closed, wondering what was wring with his voice. He reached up to the side of his head and was puzzled even further when he felt long nails brush against his skin. He blinked away the sleep and stared in confusion at his feminine hands. Looking down he was met be a pair of outrageously large breasts bolted onto his chest. The memories from the mission brief came back to him, or perhaps “her” would be more appropriate.
She looked around and found that she was in a small apartment, probably her home for the duration of the case. Jack got up off the bed and padded over to the bathroom to get a good look at her new self. The woman staring back at him was gorgeous, with the sort of savage beauty that stopped people in their tracks. Her hair was messy from sleep and probably being jostled around while surreptitiously being deposited in the apartment. However, that gave her reflection an undeniable sexiness.
She looked at the dainty watch on her wrist and somehow knew that her shift at the strip club would start in just over an hour. The fact that she knew that scared her a bit, but she also didn’t have time to dwell on it.
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