“I hate these.” Joey glared in the mirror as he pulled his tank top. He tugged it down over his massive breasts. He used to love them, when they weren’t his.
“Well, if you’d wear a bra, they’d feel a lot better.” His neighbour, Tanya, replied as she flexed her new muscles.
“No.” he shook his head. “I’m not wearing chick clothes.”
“Well you better get used to it. You’re a chick now.” Tanya laughed as she got out of bed and pulled on her football jersey. “I don’t expect your pretty little brain to grasp this, but let me spell it out for you. I dropped out of school when I was 18, I was young, dumb, and certain that my beauty would give me the world. Here I am, a decade later, with no education and barely surviving off my job as a bartender, now I’m being evicted so I had to take my chance. The only reason I slept with you was to take your life. I’m young again with a football scholarship and the world ahead of me. So good luck ‘Tanya’, I’m off to football practice.”
