Kind of excited

A little smile crawls across your lips as you realize just how much power this new body gives you.

Fuck it. It wasn't my choice, but this body could be kind of fun. Might as well experience it as fully as I can.

You relax into your natural gait, letting your hips swivel with each step. You can feel your butt bounce back and forth as your walk becomes a bit of a strut.

You get into Mr. Li's car, and the two of you drive in silence for about 15 minutes. You start to notice that many of the local businesses have signs in Chinese, and Mr. Li pulls the car into one of the many strip malls lining the street.

He parks near a small storefront with images of beautiful Asian women with elaborate hairstyles in the window. A large sign with Chinese characters decorates the top of the store, and a smaller English sign hanging near the door reads, "Beauty Salon".

"We can't very well keep calling you Doug. I've registered you for the trade show under the name Debbie Conners."

He opens the door to the salon for you. "After you, Debbie."