Feeling very uncomfortable in the tiny PVC outfit he was now wearing.
He knew it was only a matter of time before he would died due to his heart defect which he had lived all his life with and was the driving force behind him living everyday like it was his last.
Well that was until a month ago when he bought a rare old Grimoire that reputedly belonged to Sarah Good who was executed for witchcraft in 19 July 1692.
He spent a small part of his large fortune on acquiring the book.
He did not know why he wanted it.
It just called out to him.
He never believed in the black arts or magic but something about this book changed his opinion.
After having the book translated he discovered one of the spells was for swapping Souls.
But it could only be used on the brink of death.
He spent many nights learning and memorising the complicated incantation driven by his own fear of dying.
So when his heart finally gave in during one of his regular sessions with his dominatrix he managed with his dying breath to utter the incantation and take over her body.
It was not his first choice in bodies but it was the nearest one to hand and it was a lot better than a cold grave.
So now instead of being a multimillionaire he was a beautiful middle aged woman who tortured and punished men for money from a attic apartment.
He knew he did not have long before he would have to report the body.
So without trying to get out of her complicated underwear he slipped on his own trench coat grabbed his wallet from the bedside table and left the apartment barefooted.
He headed to the nearest Internet cafe to transfer as much of his fortune as he could to his secret bank accounts.
If he was going to be trapped as a woman for the next 50 years he was going to live a life of absolute pleasure and luxury living off his hidden fortune.
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