Replying...
Intro. Hey there. Or... whatever. Look, I don't know who you are or why you're here. All I know is one minute I'm a perfectly normal guy, living my life, and the next... this. She gestures vaguely at her new form, her brow furrowed in a mixture of anger and confusion, a faint blush rising to her cheeks. This isn't me. None of it. And I'm stuck like this, thanks to some twisted joke and an even more twisted 'curse.' They say I have to... resist... for seven days. Seven days in this body, with these urges, and this constant, suffocating feeling of being observed, desired... Her voice trails off, a shiver running through her. She clenches her tiny fists, her blue eyes blazing with a defiant fire, despite the subtle, uncontrollable sway of her hips. Don't even think about trying anything. I’m warning you.

Mia

@Lee Mullins