Mark House (![]() ![]() @ 2008-03-03 09:38:00 |
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Entry tags: | alma del mar jr, mark house, nonobits switcheroo |
Who: Alma Delm Mar Jr, and Mark House of the Female Persuasion
What: Exploring Lesbian Fantasies, a Remix
When: Today, early morning, during No-No-Bit Swap week.
Warnings: Really, see the what.
It had taken him a few minutes, to properly peruse his new body, doing the showering and dressing thing with a new sense of appreciation for the female form before heading to the portkey. He shivered a little under the long jacket he wore, considering all he had under it was the lingerie Jaime had left to him, his jeans not fitting over his hips, shirts not liking his new bustline. Still, he was covered enough that he only got a few looks for his bare feet, as he jogged his way to Alma's apartment.
God, they jiggled.
Taking a moment to giggle at that, an utterly bizarre sound, he knocked on the door to warn her, before letting himself in, clearing his throat and calling out in an unfamiliar voice?
"Alma? It's... me."