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Christmas Gift


Can you believe this shirt still fits me? 

Yeah I know, I know it's a dumb shirt. You know you've been kind of an asshole swince the body swap pulse Chris. 

It's been 4 months, Tina fits me more than it does you, you know. 

Stop being so dramatic. 

You know....I've been having a hard time figuring out what to get you for christmas, but I think I figured it out. I don't mind giving it out early. Close your eyes. 

SURPRISE!  You like it? 
Hehe, didn't think you'd ever be on the giving end of a strip tease would you?~
oh come on, like you expected me to not get into your little sexy suit case? The luggage code isn't even that complicated, it's your birthday. 
oh shut up it's not like anyones around to see...and I can tell you like it. 
You know...
if you wanted, I think I might have a way to help you finally adjust to my old body
Close your eyes. 
*Zip*
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