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"Like, what the FUCK is going on!?" Krista Smith cried. She was hyperventilating. This wasn't her body. This was little miss prissy's body. This was little miss prissy's home. This was little miss prissy's room. Krista wanted to cry.
Krista wanted to be back in her body. This body was small and always dressed so nicely. This body had CC breasts. This body had long blond hair. This body was probably still a... virgin! Krista shuddered at the thought. She reached down and felt her hymen, something she hadn't felt since she was 13. "Naomi!" cried a female voice from downstairs.
Krista wanted to yell "I'm not NAOMI!" but she refrained. Obviously she couldn't tell Naomi's mother that they had like switched bodies or something. Obviously that was hard to beleive herself.
Krista decided that if she had to be in her most hated enemy's body she could at least have some fun in it. "What do you want woman?!" she yelled back at Naomi's mother. "Like, what the fuck do you want?" Krista began looking through Naomi's closet. "What the hell am I supposed to, like, wear?" she asked herself.
Naomi's mother had yet to respond and Krista decided that she was too shocked to. Krista pulled out a long jean skirt and short sleeve pink shirt. She looked around the room for scissors for about five minutes before she finally found them. She attacked the skirt, making it much shorter and leaving the edges rugged looking. It was the best she could do with these materials. Then she went to the shirt. She creased her brow as she though. She cut off the sleaves and turned it into a V-neck cami. She threw the clothes on, not bothing to put on a bra, as she decided she didn't actually need one.
She grabbed Naomi's bag and almost fell over. She unzipped it and looked through it. "Why is this so, like, heavy?" she took out most of the textbooks after looking for Naomi's schedule. Luckily, she had found it. She headed downstairs, grabbed a banana, and left for school.
Krista wanted to be back in her body. This body was small and always dressed so nicely. This body had CC breasts. This body had long blond hair. This body was probably still a... virgin! Krista shuddered at the thought. She reached down and felt her hymen, something she hadn't felt since she was 13. "Naomi!" cried a female voice from downstairs.
Krista wanted to yell "I'm not NAOMI!" but she refrained. Obviously she couldn't tell Naomi's mother that they had like switched bodies or something. Obviously that was hard to beleive herself.
Krista decided that if she had to be in her most hated enemy's body she could at least have some fun in it. "What do you want woman?!" she yelled back at Naomi's mother. "Like, what the fuck do you want?" Krista began looking through Naomi's closet. "What the hell am I supposed to, like, wear?" she asked herself.
Naomi's mother had yet to respond and Krista decided that she was too shocked to. Krista pulled out a long jean skirt and short sleeve pink shirt. She looked around the room for scissors for about five minutes before she finally found them. She attacked the skirt, making it much shorter and leaving the edges rugged looking. It was the best she could do with these materials. Then she went to the shirt. She creased her brow as she though. She cut off the sleaves and turned it into a V-neck cami. She threw the clothes on, not bothing to put on a bra, as she decided she didn't actually need one.
She grabbed Naomi's bag and almost fell over. She unzipped it and looked through it. "Why is this so, like, heavy?" she took out most of the textbooks after looking for Naomi's schedule. Luckily, she had found it. She headed downstairs, grabbed a banana, and left for school.
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