Jeff's new body drove with the speed and certainty of someone who'd made the drive hundreds of times before. Of course, Regina's body HAD made that drive hundreds of times before, but never with 15 year old Jeff Samuel's head affixed to it's neck!
Jeff recognized the route, but in the strange, third-person slightly offset way he now recalled Regina's other memories with. It was almost as if he had watched her drive there before on television or read it in a book or something. He'd never done it before, but was familiar with it. It was almost like some sort of deja vu.
Finally, Regina's body steered her luxurious SUV into the parking lot of a fairly elaborate, and obviously well-maintained strip club. As Jeff's new body climbed out of the car, the air cool on his new long, smooth, embarrassingly exposed legs as he climbed down onto his high heels, he looked over the building and it's grounds. Jeff shuddered as he suddenly found himself slammed with the memories of hundreds of nights working the stage, shaking what the good Lord gave him for his daily bread. Or, more accurately, memories of REGINA working the stage and shaking what the good Lord gave HER!
Jeff slung his purse over his shoulder and began to stride confidently toward the building. His heels clicked as his hips swayed, stretching the tight material of his tiny jean-skirt, his new large breasts heaving from side to side with each step. Jeff took a deep breath and shuddered. Was he really going to go in there?!?!? Was he really going to strip and dance?!?!?! He felt so helpless, and suddenly he felt the dread of impending humiliation.
As he did his best to come to terms with the shockingly bizarre chain of events he found himself subjected too, Jeff recognized a figure across the lot; a woman, also just leaving her care and heading into the waiting strip club. The woman was petite and sexy, a small Asian with a cocky stride and a bounce to her step. Her lithe and lovely form was clad in tiny jean shorts, a tight white top with a plunging neckline, and tall brown boots. Jeff recognized the body as that of Molly Hu, a fellow dancer at the club.
As Molly scampered over as fast as her lovely, booted legs could carry her to catch up with "Gina", could immediately see that Molly's had had been replaced with another person's as well. As she neared he realized that her new head was that of...
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