A College Party

You mull over a handful of options for where to strike first before finally settling on a college party. There should be plenty of booze, plenty of fun, and plenty of gullible men. And you happen to know exactly where to find one.

You shoot out some text messages to your friends, and to your luck, it appears theirs going to be a big “going away party” soon at the hideout and the whole town’s invited. You can’t help but smirk, riled up “about to be freshmen” should be easy prey for a test run of your new body.

You spend the rest of the day practicing for your big show. Walking in heels, flirting, teasing, makeup, anything else that could come in handy, you practice it. Just as the sun is setting, you get in a cab and ride to a small road on the edge of town where the suburbs gives way to woodland and hills. You get out, and once the cab is out of sight, you make your way into the forest using the same path you’ve used since boyhood. And just as the sun completely fades, you are greeted by the lights of the hideout.