When Tony sat down in the photo booth and put in his euros he had no idea it was going to change his life.
He had no idea that the photo booth was cursed and it would transform the user into the person who used it before.
Which meant in his case he was transformed into a beautiful young woman who could not speak a word of English.
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ReplyDeleteAs he was traveling in one European. And he noticed one of those photo booths, for a lark, he decided to take a picture or two of himself. He didn't they were still around. So he did. As he put his money in the machine and waited. Waited for the pictures to develop and come out of the slot. Wait f--- he said. Wait that didn't sound right. It didn't sound like English. It sounded like Spanish or something. I tried again. No it wasn't English, It could be French. Or Italian. But it sounded almost feminine. Then I saw myself first it was those pictures, they weren't me. They were photos of a girl. Then I saw myself. I in a mirror. The photos and was I saw was of the same girl. I though it was fake, another fake image. I touch it. It did the same. I still didn't believe I touch myself. Ahh, it I have breast, I have a vagina, I'm wearing a dress. I'm f--- dress. Before I knew I grab my pack. If it was my pack. I was scared. I tried to find someone , but know one was around. After a few minutes, I found someone, he looked like me. Hello, I see you found the booth now. I understood me/him. What the f--- is happening you me. Just say, we both we chance of a new life. No I said. Then he pulled out an object and touch with a forefinger. And felt funny and strange. It is like I wanted to a girl. I was will to please him now, in ways he can only guess.
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