“Shit. Fuck. Goddamn it!” You scream at the empty alley “I’m a girl, I’m homeless and I’m covered in
shit. Can this day get any worse?”
“Uhh… are you alright?” a concerned voice interrupts your rant before you really get started. Startled
you spin round to see the building super carrying out a bag of garbage to and to the pile.
“I…I no I” you stammer “I had a fight with my, um boyfriend and he threw me out and now I’m all dirty
and I’m just having a real bad day you know?”
Your voice cracks as you finish the sentence and you are mortified to realize you are about burst into tears.
The super looks embarrassed and you think he’s just going to leave but instead he offers you a hand up
and says.
“Listen, why don’t you come in and get cleaned up I’m sure things will look much better after a hot
shower. I’m Darryl buy the way and you?”
“I’m uh Jouhh…” You flounder for a moment reaching for a suitable girls name before blurting out the
first one that comes to mind “I’m Lucy (Lucy where the hell did that come from? Too late now press on.)
I’m sorry to be dumping my problems on you like this I really appreciate the help.”
Darryl leads you through to his sparsely furnished apartment.
“Bathroom’s through there, make yourself at home I’ll just pop down to the basement I think one of the
old tenants left some cloths down there you can borrow.”
You waste no time as he closes the door peeling off your ill-fitting and filthy clothes and making
a beeline for the shower. You sigh as hot water flows over you feeling clean for the first time in
what seems like hours as you begin to wash.
Up until now you have been working hard to stay detached but as your hands move over your altered body
your resolve starts to break down. You close your eyes and gently squeeze your breasts feeling yours soft
hands pressing into them making the nipples tighten. Opening your eyes you turn to face the bathroom
mirror seeing the slim blond cupping her large tits copying your every move.
“My god” you murmur “She is so hot. No got to deal with this it’s me. I’m hot, a hot little blond with
a killer rack and legs that won’t quit.”
Hearing it aloud like that is shocking you want to stop, go back to pretending nothing’s changed but
there’s no but you can only deny the truth for so long. Running your hands down over your narrow waist
and flat stomach to your wide hips you continue.
“This is not a dream or a crazy hallucination. My name is Lucy and I literally have the body of a
porn-star I’m not going to pretend to be happy about it but from this point on I’m not taking any more
shit from the universe.”
Filled with a fresh resolve you begin vigorously toweling yourself down when you hear Darryl knocking
on the door.