“Oh my god, I just love these heels and black dress honey! And girl this new boob job is fabulous! I can’t thank you enough for making me into a bad bitch!” Marki squealed with excitement as he stood there, gripping onto his designer purse.

“Oh, no problem at all! If only Mark could see himself now! Oh, I know! Mark come forth!” Rachel boomed, and just like that Mark jumped out of his hypnosis state and came back to the surface.

“What the fuck? Why am I wearing high heels and a black dress? What’s going on? And are they boobs I have?!? What the fuck is going on here?” Mark screamed in anger and fear!

“Calm down sweetie, it’s all apart of the plan! See, now do you believe me that I can use hypnosis on you? You love high heels and dresses now!

Yes, I fucking believe you but you didn’t have to take it this far! I have boobs for crying out loud! I demand I get changed back now! I don’t even look like a man anymore!’

“Oh I’m afraid that’s not going to happen, you see I’ve actually grown to like Marki, more than I like you, Mark, so I think I just might keep you that way. forever! Goodbye Mark!”

“What! No! You can’t do that?! Please! Wait! STOP!”

“Marki come forth!”

“Oh hey, girlfriend! What were we talking about again? Oh yeah, I was just saying I love these high heels and tight black dress! Come on let’s go hit the town and find some nice men to slurp on tonight!” Marki suggested as he stood there with one soft, manicured hand on his hip, with a great big smile.

“Sure thing. Whatever you say Marki!” Rachel responded, with a smug look on h

er face, thinking “that should teach Mark a lesson not to mess with me!”

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