Jim, clad in Jennifer Love Hewitt's shapely skin, nervously stepped out of the warehouse and stood barefoot on the busy sidewalk outside of the mall. He glanced around, noting how much larger everything looked through the petite young starlet's eyes. Her breasts, which he'd admired for so long, now felt weird bouncing to-and-fro with each step. And the thick brown hair that fell over his shoulders made his neck itch. Jim began to wonder if this was such a good idea. Maybe he should just go back inside, strip out of the skin and continue his search for Sharon's present.
As he debated with himself, Jim felt something hard crash into him. It was a man, a large man, running down the sidewalk. He was carrying a woman's purse in his hand while looking over his shoulder at the policeman chasing him.
"Stop, thief!" The cop screamed as Jim twisted around, trying to balance on Jennifer's tiny feet. Jim fell into the street, closing his eyes as he heard the loud airbrakes of the bus that was bearing down on him. Suddenly, everything went black and the whole world seemed very quiet.
Jim opened his eyes and saw the small crowd that had gathered. He saw a policeman with a concerned look on his face, a bus driver who seemed very relieved and a number of people who were just gawking. The policeman was calling something into his radio as Jim sat up and looked down at his bare arms and feet. No worse for wear...
"Are you ok, miss?" The bus driver asked. "That was quite a tumble you took."
"Yeah," Jim said, standing up carefully. His head felt very weird, like it could swell up and float away. "I...I think so."
The cop turned back to Jim, helping him over to the sidewalk. Jim looked down at his T-shirt, which had ripped and was in danger of revealing one of his large breasts.
"I'm sorry, miss. I'll be sure to catch the man who did this. He's a notorious purse-snatcher around here." Jim nodded slowly as he caught a glimpse of his reflection in a store window. The tall policeman, easily 6'1", was gently assisting a small young woman who was very pretty. Was he that woman? Wait...he was a woman?
"Thank you, officer." Jim said, still staring at the window. "I'll be fine. Really."
"That's good to know, Miss...?"
Jim paused and said, "I'm sorry. I'm..."
Thu Nov 15 10:49:40 2001