Who is it?

You open the door and see Liam standing outside. You are just about to throw some carefully selected swear words at his face when you catch sight of the horror behind him.

Liam prided himself with an epic '67 Ford Mustang GT. He worked his ass off to buy it and cleaned it religiously every Sunday. But right now behind him was not the 'Scarlet princess' but instead a grey Smart.

In your surprise you forget to curse at him. "Dude, what happened to your car?"

He winces a bit. "Dan traded it in. April fool's day is so fun." He looks so pathetic standing at your porch, you just have to invite him inside.

Soon you are at the kitchen table, sipping a glass of orange juice.

"So what do you plan to do about the car?", you ask.

"Not much I can do. I called Dan when I saw it was gone. He said he traded it with Mike."

"**** dealer Mike?"

"Yup. At least got a fair bargain for it. The money is in the Smart's glove box. But I'd rather have the car."

Mike was a sleazy bastard who always wanted to get his hands on the 'Scarlet princess'. There would be no way to get her back from him. Despite you own less than ideal situation you can't help but feel sorry for your friend.

"So, any ideas what to do today?", you try to change the subject. Normally on a day like this you would be out with your friends, maybe kicking a ball, and later hitting the local bars in search for a girl, but right now when you are a girl yourself, you don't feel comfortable meeting with the rest of them. After all, the thread of falling pregnant is still looming above you. Which Liam helpfully reminds you of when in reaction to your question his eyes start wandering over your poorly hidden body. "And don't even try to suggest that!", you quickly interrupt him as he opens his mouth.

"Not even a blowjob?", he asks hopefully.

"Nope, I already feel sorry for your car, I don't need to pity you for your micro penis on top of that."

"Pff, at least I have a dick.", he replies with a smile.

You roll your eyes. "Why did you even turn me? Repeating an old prank is considered bad taste, you know."

"Well, I had the option to get that spell very cheap, and I thought you would make a really gorgeous babe. I was right by the way."

Strangely you feel a blush raising up your cheeks as he compliments you. "Idiot", you retort smiling.

"By the way, I thought maybe you didn't have any girl clothes with you, so I brought some. I'll go and get them from the car." Liam stands up and walks out the door leaving you alone for a moment.

You catch your reflection in a mirror. Again, you are baffled by your beauty. You are your male body’s walking wet dream, even in those ill-fitting clothes. It is almost a shame that this body will be gone in two days. Completely new, just used for two days and then gone. Your mind wanders and suddenly you got an idea what to do today. An incredibly stupid idea, but an idea nonetheless.

Liam comes back and tosses you a pile of clothes. You quickly excuse yourself to the bathroom to change, still thinking about your idea. Soon you are dressed in surprisingly well-fitting clothes, Liam guessed your size extremely well only underestimated your breasts a bit, and meet up with him again.

"Liam", you say with excitement in your eyes once you are back in the livingroom, "I know what we are going to do today."

"Huh?", he raises an eyebrow his attention divided between your announcement and your appearance.

"We are going to rob a bank!"

There is silence for a moment as your statement is enough to get him to look you in the eye.

"W- What?"

"We are going to rob a bank, Liam.", you repeat. "Think about it, it's the perfect opportunity! This is a brand-new body. A body that will be gone in two days. A body with brand new DNA, fingerprints and looks. Right now, I am untraceable for the law."

Liam still looks at you as if questioning your mental health. "You can't be serious. One does not simply rob a bank."

"I am not saying it is simple, just that now is the best chance to get away with it." Suddenly you know how to convince him. "Just think about the 'Scarlet princess'. If we steal enough money, you can buy her back!"

You can see that this argument catches him. Liam is still not looking happy by any means, but the prospect of getting his one true love back is enough that he starts thinking about it.

"How would you even do it? The big money is in the vault. How will you be able to reach it? Or do you just want to pull a gun on a teller?"