James stood backstage in a cheap strip club wearing a G-string and a Navy captain's jacket that barely covered his ample cleavage.
He closed his eyes waiting for his turn on the stage.
He still could not believe he had been reduced to such a life.
But when the great shift gave him a well-endowed young woman's body he fought all his prayers were answered and claimed this woman's identity as his own.
If he had known what that new life of his would entail he would have claimed his old identity and gone back to his boring life as a school janitor.
But he mistakenly believed her life was better than his.
How was he supposed to know that she was a stripper.
How was he supposed to know she was also a College Dropout with criminal convictions for prostitution and shoplifting which made getting a different job very hard and left him with only one option to carry on her career shaking her money maker.
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