A knock came at Susan's door. Running up to open it,
she discovered a small package at the casement.
"I wonder what this is," she said, as she picked it up.
The package felt heavy, and she hefted it up and onto
the desk, before going out for the evening.
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Returning several hours later, after a night of partying,
she decided to open the package in a pique of anger,
after having been rejected by several guys at the bar.
Ripping the package open, she uncovered the device,
which read "Woman, 5'2, 140 pounds." Sighing, she
thought of her dream man, and typed in "Male, 6'2, 190
pounds."
An electrical jolt passed through her, and startled, she
dropped the device. "Wow," she thought, "I must not
have a grounded plug."
With that, she headed off to the shower, before bed.
Stripping, she hopped into the steaming spray. The
spray felt very, very good, much better than ususal.
Hopping out, she went to dry off when she noticed her
arms seemed a bit hairier than usual.
Suddenly, she was hit with a pulsing wave. . .