Jim wobbled on his heels a little bit before regaining her balance, "What have you done??" she demanded.
The witch smiled, crossed her arms under her own impressive breasts and laughed, "Oh, just made you into something a little more suitable to that five year old frame of mind you were in. Try turning trics for a few hours and maybe I'll be tempted to let you be an upstanding woman. Just don't go getting any ideas about being turned back into a man, hon, you were far to rude for that, ever... But lie I said, if you can change your attitude after a while, you might just find an acceptable life. Now, Trixie, get out of my room." With that, the witch shooed Jim and slammed her door shut.
Jim grunted and twisted in annoyance. This simulation felt damnably real, especially the way that thong was digging into his ass. He noticed that there was a purse spillt on the ground with a picture of a trashy looking red-head and the name Trixie Underwood that he assumed must be his now. "Fuck this," he commented coarsely as he reached up to disconnect the VR cables...
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