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Deep Trouble

Mardi Gras. It's freaking Mardi Gras outside.

And worse, you're in a bad district. It's obvious from the cobblestones under your high-heeled feet that you're in New Orleans or some other Antebellum city, and the rain of confetti and beads coming down, mixed with the revelries, suggests that the festival known as Mardi Gras is in full swing.

But there's a couple blatantly making out in the shadows next to you... you think they're missing at least one article of clothing apiece. A group of people across the street from you are literally shooting up and wobbling around, laughing like morons. There are prostitutes aplenty about here, wearing clothes much like the ones YOU are... and less.

Worse, there are plenty of people requisitioning their services. If you don't get out of here quick, it's likely that you could be propositioned... or worse...

You haven't been a woman for long, but you figure that getting raped would not be a pleasant way to start things off.

You start off at a brisk walk. You can literally feel eyes scanning over you, some of them male, some not, undressing you, tracking over every curve, fantasizing about you... you shudder. You HAVE to get out of this body. You HAVE to get out of this place.

And you feel that you could do that a whole lot better... if that slim guy with the brown hair falling over his brow wasn't following you...


Written by Dark Aries (edited by wanderer)

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