Joey was struggling as he pushed through his apartment door. He dodged stacks of clothes and knick knacks as he headed to the dining table. Another day of hitting the thrift shops. It was a hard way to supplement his income, but the remote job for a booking agency was just not making ends meet. It was funny that in a way he was making more selling clothes & stuff online. Satisfied that the bags could wait he went and fixed a modest meal and did some checking of his online Thrift Store. He saw that he had a few sales that needed tending to, of which would make sure he would make rent this month. Joey enjoyed his noodles as he read over the news feeds. Once he finished he washed his dishes and then headed to his inventory. Using his tablet he sorted which items had sold, sent the mailing address to the printer, and packed them in boxes. It was a very efficient setup he had made for himself. The only problem was that it took up so much space in the tiny apartment. 

Now was the time he loved, sorting his finds. He had switched to his laptop for this part. He took the items like jewelry boxes, vintage toys, and other oddities and searched the prices they were selling for online. Soon he had taken a picture and posted the items with what he felt was a competitive price that still paid for his shipping & cost. He wasn’t getting rich, but he was making a tidy sum. Next he dumped the clothes out. It was a pile because the person checking him out was rather lazy. Still, he just needed to sort them out. He was separating the men’s clothing from more lady friendly when he felt something hard. He realized it was in the pocket of a lavender pair of yoga pants. He reached in touching something that felt circular and then the world shifted around him. In an instant Joey was not Joey anymore. He felt shorter, his pants had slid down into a heap around his feet, there was a weight on his chest that felt constrained by his shirt. He reached up to the long raven hair that cascaded down from his head over his back and front over his breasts. “HOLY HELL!” he screamed in a higher toned voice. Almost tripping in his pants as he ran to the bathroom he caught his boxers before they too fell down his shapely legs. When he stopped before the mirror his mouth fell open. In front of him was a familiar face. Where he had seen it before he was unsure, but he knew it somehow. Beautiful black hair flowed down his body. It had just a bit of curl as they slowly reached up and caressed it. Joey saw hard nipples poking out from his white tee shirt. He struggled with it as it was tight until he released those breasts. Once free, he looked at the honey kissed skin that was covering curves that would have made him hard, if he still had a dick.

Backing up slightly, Joey let the boxers fall. Before him was a vagina, clean shaven with a landing strip just above the slit. His slit. Her slit. “Holy Fuck! I’m a girl!” She said as she ran a finger along her pussy lips. The sexy athletic legs completed his look right down to his dainty feet that were swallowed by his sneakers. She stumbled out of the bath across to her bedroom. The room was where Joey lived basically. A TV with a keyboard set up for surfing and gaming was the centerpiece. Twin bed, recliner, and a gaming chair crammed into the space. A dresser and clothes scattered everywhere completed the look along with a bookcase piled full of all sorts of books and knick knacks. She had removed all of the clothing still attached and opened the closet door and just stared at the full length mirror. “Wow. I am fucking hot!” Joey exclaimed. The idea that she knew this body was bugging her still. Why did she look so familiar? Joey turned so she could see her ass better. It was a tight butt. A chill ran over her body causing goosebumps to form. She walked out to the pile of clothes as she rubbed her arms. The movement ended up cradling her ample breasts as she warmed her arms.

“So here are the yoga pants.” she said. As she put them on she noticed a circular medallion on a chain lying on the floor. She picked it up and laid it aside for the moment. Searching through she found a long sleeve women’s shirt. It was pink with a big set of red lips on it. She slipped it on and it hugged her curves nicely. Feeling a bit warmer she picked up the medallion. “Are you why I am a chick now?” she said. Joey sat at the small dining table and studied the thing. It looked bronze, had some crude etching of a figure on it that was hard to make out. There were chips and dings here and there. The chain was unremarkable. “If you did change me, then how do you change me back? Can you change me back? Great, I am talking to a chunk of metal.” Joey sighed. Google searches were weird in the answers. There were many Urban Legends, but they were no help. “What am I gonna do?” she thought. Joey laid the medallion down and went to bed. Securely curled up under the covers she cried herself to sleep.

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BANG BANG BANG! Joey was awakened by the door being beaten on. “HOLD YOUR HORSES!” she yelled. The banging continued as she stumbled towards the door. Upset, Joey pulls the door open catching the person hitting the door in mid-swing. “WHAT?!?” she screamed. “Who the Hell are you young lady?” the portly man said as he began looking her up and down. “I’m Jo…uhm, My name is, uh, not important. Why are you making such a ruckus?” she said, almost using her name realizing this is her landlord. “Now look here missy,” he said as he wagged a finger in her face. “I am the landlord of this complex and I am here to speak to the guy I rented this apartment to and not some chippy he banged last night.” he said while still checking her out. “I will have you know I am Joey’s cousin, not his chippy. So please just tell me what you need to say and I will relay the message.” She said as she crossed her arms and cocked her hip. It was meant to be an aggressive stance, but instead it just pushed her boobs up and made her look like a pouty gal.

Closing the door Joey let up a huff of breath. The landlord was informing Joey of a notice that rent will be increasing by two hundred dollars. Just what she needed, more problems. She headed over to her cell phone and texted Wendy. Wendy was a friend from high school that Joey had stayed in touch with over the years. They had tried dating, but ended up feeling more like siblings than any attraction of a sexual nature. She knew she needed help and Wendy was the best option in her current state. Soon they had made a time to meet at a coffee shop near Joey’s neighborhood. Now she just needed to find something to wear. One problem was underwear, she had none. There was no way as a guy was he going to buy ANY of the undergarments that might show up at the thrift stores. The outfit she had on was not really good for walking to a coffee date. Joey headed to a stack of cleaned and folded clothes that had not been placed online yet. Soon there was an overall jumper that fit her nicely. She had found a canary colored shirt to pair with the tan jumper. Thankfully she had a brush in her apartment. The deodorant was a non-gendered type so it didn’t give her a manly smell. Joey grabbed a bag he had intended to sell as a vintage find and placed money and his male I.D. along with credit cards. Satisfied, she headed out the door to walk to meet Wendy.

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Joey had never felt more exposed than she did walking down the sidewalk. Men were catcalling her, whistling, just a constant barrage of attention. She was relieved when she got to the more crowded areas as the comments seemed to lessen as things became more public. She saw Wendy sitting outside the cafe and walked up to her. Wendy looked up and cocked an eye, “May I help you?” Joey stammered a bit before responding, “Hi Wendy, it’s me Joey.” Wendy looked cross as she replied. “I do not know how Joey put you up to this, nor why such a gorgeous lady would be a part of such a prank, but I really do not…” Joey interrupted her, “When we were fourteen we broke into the school and took our Principal, Mr. Todalay’s office and moved the entire thing onto the basketball court. Our Senior year you threw up on your date to the Prom as you were about to give him…” “That is ENOUGH! Stop. Hush. Sit” Wendy said as she pulled Joey into a seat. “It would be easy for Joey to coach you, but I bet you can’t answer this question. What happened to Joey junior year during SATs?” She sat back smugly. Joey looked down and quietly replied, “I peed my pants.” Wendy leaned forward, “What was that?” Joey blew a breath out as she looked Wendy in the eye. “I was so nervous I would fall asleep. I drank like twelve sodas before we started. I didn’t know you could leave the room for a bathroom break so I stayed there as I needed to pee. I peed myself.” she said as she then looked down in shame. “Joey? That is really you isn’t it?” Joey nodded.

The next two hours the two women were discussing what happened. Wendy agreed it made sense it was magic or something. They tried to figure out what to do. Ideas were hatched, but really, Wendy knew her friend would need lots of stuff if he was stuck in this body for a long while. They asked for the check and a guy came up to the table. “I hope I am not interrupting Miss Luna, but could I get a selfie with you?” Joey looked at Wendy. She shrugged. “Excuse me,” Joey said calmly, “who do you think that I am?” He looked confused. “Uhm, aren’t you Luna Rose? Oh God I am so sorry. I didn’t mean anything. You just look so much like her.” He slunk off to his buddies embarrassed. Wendy had done a search on her phone and began giggling. “Well, I know who you are now.” She turned the phone to show a page that had a picture of Joey’s current form and a bio for an Adult Film Star. “Oh fuck me.” she huffed. “I am sure we can arrange that my dear.” Wendy laughed. They looked at what they could on the phone before heading to Wendy’s home.

As they walked in Joey shook her head. “Well, I know now why she looked familiar. I have probably seen her movies.” Wendy laughed again. “Now that you mention it I have as well.” Joey was shocked. “Don’t give me that look. Women can watch porn too. Besides, I am Bi so I like watching two women fuck as much as looking at a hot guy.” Joey flopped on the couch putting her hands over her ears. “La La La La.” she mumbled over and over. “Grow up.” Wendy growled. She put her laptop on the coffee table and soon had a video of Luna Rose with two extremely well endowed black gentlemen. Joey felt odd as her tummy did flip flops and her pussy began getting wet. She was glad when Wendy switched to finding other more mundane online stuff for Luna Rose. They soon had a number for a Booking Agency. They called and a recording said that fans were not able to book their clients. They were told that email could be sent to the actress via their firm. That was at least something. Wendy helped Joey craft an email asking if Luna had donated some clothing and maybe lost something valuable. It was a long shot, but maybe she would contact them. Wendy helped Joey buy items she would need and took her home. She was not, however, going to touch the medallion. Joey picked it up and nothing happened. She dropped it in a small cloth bag and put it in a drawer. Wendy would spend the next few days helping Joey adjust while they waited to see if the email they had sent would garner a reply.

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So on the day of the change, when they were back at Joey’s apartment Wendy made her clean and straighten up. They packed and got items that needed to be shipped ready and stacked by the door. Wendy had a major organizing meltdown that really did make things look better in the apartment. Joey’s room was a hard slog, but by the evening they had made it look presentable. They ordered some pizza and planned out the next few days. As they were eating, Wendy decided to ask the obvious questions. “So Joey, have you explored your new body?” Joey coughed as she almost choked on a bite of pizza. “Excuse me?” Wendy grinned, “You know, have you petted the kitty? Touched yourself? Experienced the most awesome orgasms ever?” She blushed as she replied. “Not really. I mean I have a bit, but I get scared and confused and I have had a bit of a shock what with turning into a literal fucking porn star.” Wendy wrote something on the pad where they had been listing things that they needed to get to help Joey. “You should. In fact, that is tonight’s homework young lady. You are to get yourself off. I am sure after the first time, you will not stop with just the one time.” “Oh My God Wendy! This is just too much.” Wendy grinned and they finished their meal in silence. Joey however, was thinking about what Wendy had said.

“Remember Sweetie, we don’t know how long you will be this Luna chick, take some time to get used to your body. I will be back in the morning so we can go shopping.” She kissed Joey on the cheek, having to lean down as she was taller than her old friend now. Joey felt her cheeks heat up and her tummy do flip flops. “Okay.” she mumbled. “See you in the morning.” The silence of the apartment fell upon her as the door closed and she locked it. They had found a nice emerald green evening gown that Joey had thought was a dress when she had bought it, she took it and changed for the evening. The silken feel of the fabric caressed her skin in ways she hadn’t experienced before. It felt nice. She lay down in her bed and turned on the TV. Soon she had the Internet option chosen and was searching through Luna Rose videos on a video site. The thumbnails were enticing. Luna was so petite, especially when she was on the screen with a man. Joey thought about how odd it was that she was looking at watching a video of basically the body she now had. Was that weird? 

The current thumbnail had Luna in the arms of a tall handsome black guy. Joey looked at his chiseled chest and felt a heat grow over her face. She clicked on it and soon the scene began playing out. Luna was renting a guest house from the man. She stood in the window and watched as he was outside by the pool where his weights were set up. Luna bit her lip as she ran her hand over her breast. You could see the lust in her. Joey wondered if she had that look in her? Soon the man was covered in a sheen of sweat as the camera rolled over his body with close ups of the dark muscles. Joey was unknowingly rubbing her legs together as she watched the camera expose the sexy chocolate skin of the man. When it cut back to Luna she was salivating as she openly was rubbing herself. The man finished his reps and as he toweled down and drank some water he looked around. Luna moved fast enough that he didn’t see her. As she peeked she saw him lower his shorts. “WOW!” Joey gasped as the man’s penis came into view. It was long and thick and wobbled as he stepped down into the pool and soon was swimming.

A change of perspective came as we watched Luna in her bedroom and had a few scraps of fabric on her bed. She slowly strips and the sexy honey kissed skin is revealed. She soon has the string bikini on. Two very tiny triangles cover her nipple as the breasts swell under them. A patch of fabric barely covers her sex and landing strip. The string disappearing into her sexy ass. She takes a towel and flips it over her shoulder. The next we see of her she is swaying her hips as she walks out to the pool. She stands at the edge of the pool and he looks up at her. They banter a bit as she sits putting her shapely legs in the pool by his body. Joey felt odd. It was like electric shocks were rolling all over her body in small bursts. She didn’t realize she had pulled the hem of her night gown up and her hand was playing along the edge of her outer lips. Her focus was on the scene that was before her. The conversation was just background noise as she watched the subtle flirtation. The man moved so that he had spread Luna’s legs apart and was now between them as he looked up with a devilish smile. His strong hands were moving along her legs caressing them in a mesmerizing way. Soon he had pulled the patch of fabric aside and was eating her out.

“Oooooohhhhhh….” Joey moaned as her fingers played inside her own sex as she watched entranced by his licking of Luna’s pussy. Soon she had laid back and was shuddering as he brought her to orgasm. When Luna shuddered a small flutter enveloped Joey. The scene cuts to the bedroom and he has Luna naked and she drops to her knees and soon is sucking him off. Her cheeks hollow out as she bobs along his shaft. His hand is gently on her head but exuding strength as he guides her movements. Joey is lost as she is looking at the TV, but her own mind is awash in pleasure she had never before felt in her life as a male. Fingers had found her nub and soon she had figured out what felt best. As the scene changed on the TV and soon he had Luna on all fours and was holding her hips as he thrust his massive tool in and out of the tiny woman. Joey had rolled over and now had her head at the foot of the bed laying so she could see as her arms were under her breasts and now working deep as she could into her soaking treasure. Her ass was high in the air as she watched glassy eyed the gorgeous black man fuck the woman she was a copy of over and over. The first orgasm Joey experienced was like being struck by lightning as bees stung her entire body. Once she recovered she began again and again until she fell asleep in a sweaty, messy heap in a very torn up bed.

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A sudden blast of sunlight brightened Joey’s bedroom as Wendy threw back the curtains. “OW! No no no.” Joey grumbled as she grabbed the covers and tried covering her head. It might have worked well had she not been so tangled up in them. “Well, somebody had one heck of a night.” Wendy exclaimed. Joey peeked at her, “Go way. Me sleep.” Wendy rolled her eyes and walked into the kitchen and started some water boiling to make coffee. After a while, she took a cup and filled it with cold water and went back to the bedroom. Joey had uncovered her face and rolled so she faced away from the window. Wendy took the cup and poured just a bit of water on Joey’s head. Arms flew swatting at the attacking water as Joey sat up. “What the FUCK!” she shouted. Wendy just stood there smiling. “We have a schedule to keep. Plus, you need a shower if you were doing what I assume you were doing last night.” Joey blushed as she remembered her hours long masturbation session and the video that got her all hot and bothered. Images of the sexy black man from the vid popped in her mind. “Just go! I will be out in a bit.” she huffed. Wendy left to check on the water and see what Joey had to eat.

Water felt good as it hit her body. She did like the feel of her skin as her hands caressed soap over her body. She began imagining the man from the vid and soon she was feeling the tingles spread from her sex throughout her body. A hand slid down between her legs as she imagined his cock growing as he stepped in the shower with her. Soon she was rubbing and rocking her hips as she began dreaming about being taken by him. The shock of her orgasm woke her up. “What the fuck was that?” she gasped. Joey quickly finished her shower and after drying off she threw on some of her old sweats, tied the drawstring tight and headed to the kitchen. Wendy took one look and said, “Oh Hell No!” and marched Joey back into the bathroom where she began working on her hair. She dried it with the towel and found a brush to run through the tangled mess. As Joey complained, Wendy explained she would need to pay attention to her hair now that she had such lovely locks. Soon they were at the kitchen table where Joey was now dressed in some body hugging yoga pants and a long tailed shirt. They drank their coffee as Wendy explained the plan of attack for their shopping spree.

“So the shower took a while, it is different as a gal isn’t it?” Wendy smirked. “Yes.” was all Joey said as she remembered the reason the shower took so long. “Wendy?” she asked. “Yeah, hun.” “I believe my mind is messed up.” Wendy looked at her with concern, “How so?” “Well, you guessed right that I explored last night.” “I knew it!” she interrupted. Joey blushed, “Okay, but the strange part is…well…I was turned on by the guy in the video. I even had a fantasy of him just now…uhm…in the shower.” Wendy smiled as she stroked Joey’s hair, petting it gently. “That is okay Sweetie. Nothing to be ashamed about.” They did some cleaning up and soon was on their way across town. Wendy drove and parked in a parking deck in the middle of downtown. They were well away from the small area near Joey’s apartment. It had so many more shops and boutiques available for them to shop. “Are you sure we can afford these places?” Joey asked as they walked to the street. “Sweetie, you are in luck. Because I am in the clothing industry, I get some sweet discounts. Plus I know a majority of the owners so that should help as well.” Joey just nodded. She felt so small now as they walked. Eyes seemed to follow her. More than one man and a few ladies she saw checking her ass out as she walked. Joey wondered how many might have recognized the face of Luna. Soon they were at the first shop. “Do we have to?” Joey Groaned.

“Yes we have to.” Wendy said as she reached up and grabbed Joey’s breasts and squeezed. “You need support young lady, plus we need to get you some other under things as well. You can’t keep walking around without panties.” She ushered Joey into the Lingerie Shop. Joey became dizzy as she looked around the shop. “Hello Ladies. How may I be of service today?” Wendy grinned, she had practiced this over and over in her head. “Well, uh, Helen, you see my friend here was raised in a VERY religious community that she has just recently left. The poor thing has nothing to wear really, just thrift store fare if you can believe it? She needs to be sized and fitted for everything really. We need panties and bras for sure. After that we can work our way through other things.” Joey was aghast as she listened. The attendant, Helen, took her gently by the shoulders and guided them back to a private area to try on stuff. “You poor dear. I can’t even imagine. You just let me work some magic and we will be having you ready to strut your stuff.” Joey felt like a little kid. She stared harshly at Wendy, who for her part was trying not to laugh. Helen soon had her stripped naked and was measuring her all over. The breasts were 36 C’s so that brought on a slew of bras of all kinds of colors and shapes. After hips were measured and her legs and much prodding of her ass, there came the panties. She almost died trying on the thongs, but Wendy assured her that she would want them. A few sleepwear items and some loungewear and they exited the shop. Since they were close by, they went and unloaded the first buy at the car.

The next number of shops were a blur. Again, Wendy gave them the line about her being a sheltered woman. Joey became amazed at the many outfits and the combinations she could manage. In fact, she was starting to have fun. They were racking up a big haul. Thanks to Wendy’s discounts it was not bankrupting her. She had decided to wear a cute pair of purple overalls with a pink top. She had found a pair of pink tennis shoes that she was wearing as well. They finished in the downtown area, went to the car, then headed to a bunch of shops Wendy liked. She also said there were some surprises she had planned and they needed to get over there to make sure everything went as Wendy had planned. It was a cute little area that was set up in a manner that reminded Joey of a village from a fantasy setting. There were many buildings set in a circular pattern. The center was a cute park that also had an actual old style water well. Ivy crawled over the buildings and trees dotted the walkways. They had parked in an area a bit away so the Shops looked like you were walking into an old village. They went to an actual Tavern and ate lunch.

“You’re having fun aren’t you?” Wendy asked. “I kinda am.” Joey replied before taking a bite of her dessert. “I’m glad.” she said. Joey looked up and had a thoughtful look on her face. “I should be freaking out more I guess, but, like, the longer I am in this body, the more comfortable it is feeling to me.” They finished their meal, leaving their serving wench a nice tip. They had watched her deal with a group of rowdy men. She was graceful under fire as she served them while having her body groped and rude comments made. Joey tried to remember if she had ever been in a group like that? Probably. Even now realizing that not saying anything about the behaviour being wrong was just as bad as doing those actions. She followed Wendy along the cobblestone walkway wondering where this adventure was taking her now? They stopped in front of a house with a pair of scissors on the wooden sign hanging above the door. Upon entering Joey realized this was a beauty shop. Wendy took her fingers and playfully placed them under Joey’s chin, closing her open mouth. The shock wearing off Joey began to speak, “Why…..” “Trust me, you need this Sweetie.” Wendy interrupted her.

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“Have you found her?” The two men stood stiffly as they answered. “Yes Sir. We kept an eye on social media and sure enough fans saw her at a coffee shop. One of them followed her back to an apartment. They even got a film that clearly showed which place she entered.” he said. “Yeah Boss, so you want us to do what? Scare her a bit? A bit more maybe?” the second guy asked. The boss, Samuel Dicks, turned away from them and stared out the window. “No, just go and trash the place. Take some stuff. Make her feel unsafe. I want to see if we can get her to realize she needs me to look after her.” The men nodded as they knew when he looked away from them it was a sign to leave and get to work. Lenny and Karl worked as fixers for Dicks and the production Company he operated. He had the outer company that produced porn videos and chat lines, then there were the under the radar aspects. These dealt with the women he hired to often become high class pros and strippers. Karl especially liked doing the jobs that were connected to these areas of the company. Lenny just knew he was good at fixing things.

They had left early that morning and were watching the apartment. They saw Luna and another woman leave the apartment. After waiting a small amount of time they went over and entered the apartment. Picking the locks had been easy. The apartment was not what they were expecting. It had a very manly feel and vibe. “Reckon it is a boyfriend’s place?” Karl said as he took drawers and dumped the contents before dropping the drawer as well. “Better hope not for his sake. The boss doesn’t allow his finds to have boyfriends. She should have never been allowed to stay anywhere but the mansion anyway.” They continued ransacking the place. Soon Lenny had taken a pillow case and was putting money and other valuables in it. He opened a drawer and found a nice bag that had some kind of jewelry in it. He plopped it in and continued his dastardly work. Kenny left a plain paper with a message on it and the two men left.

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The beauty shop had been less scary than Joey had thought at first. As they exited, she was admiring her nails. They were now a nice purple that matched the streak that was now in her black hair. She had a shorter hair style as well. It came to just above her shoulders and the stylist had said washing and drying would be easier now. Joey giggled as she saw her toes in the new pair of sandals Wendy had insisted on her buying. “What’s so funny, silly girl?” Wendy asked. She replied, “Oh just noticing my freshly painted toenails.” They had hit some more stores before heading back to the car. “So we have one more stop.” Wendy said as they pulled onto the highway. Joey watched the scenery as they sped along. She was really confused about some things. She had been a guy, she still felt guy feelings. Yet, there was a comfortable sense of calm as she was moving through her new womanhood. They pulled into a parking lot with only one shop in the area. It was nondescript and as far as Joey could tel had no name on the storefront. “Here we are.” Wendy announced as she opened her car door.

Here ended up being a Sex Shop. Joey could feel her face flush and was very hot around her neck as she clung to Wendy’s arm. “What are we doing here?” she hissed. Wendy looked at a display of realistic didos as she replied. “Every gal needs some special friends to get her through the night, or day, or week, you get the picture.” She picked up a nice large black cock and waggled it at Joey. “What about this? Seemed the gal you look like had a thing for BBC.” Joey blushed. Wendy smiled and placed it in a basket she had picked up. They walked along and Joey was amazed at how clean the store was and different from any sex shop she had ever been in as a guy. “Wendy? Is this a special shop, cause it is totally different from any I have been in.” Wendy laughed. “You could say it is special. It is just for Ladies or those that align with being ladies. So no guys.” Joey nodded. She saw sections that were tailored for Transwomen, Nonbinary, Lesbian, Cis, just all kinds of toys and aids for any type of woman that might enter the store. Soon Wendy had collected what she was calling her Starter Kit for Joey. They walked up to the counter and a cute woman with blonde pigtails and a pink collar squealed when she saw Joey. “O M G! LUNA ROSE!” Joey’s eyes almost popped out of her head as Wendy laughed. “Oh, I love your work. You are one of my fav porn stars. I can’t believe you are in my store! May I PLEASE get a selfie!” The cute gal ran around the counter with her phone and Joey smiled as they took a pic together.

“It wasn’t that bad Joey.” Wendy exclaimed as they drove back to the apartment. “I feel bad, cause like you know, I am not Luna Rose.” She had been nice and the clerk even gave her a discount on the purchases. “What is gonna happen if we ever speak to the real Luna? She may not be happy with all the selfies I am taking with her fans.” Wendy shrugged it off. They discussed some more things about what they could do if they couldn’t find a way to turn Joey back to his guy self. It was weird, but Joey didn’t feel worried about being stuck as a girl. The longer she went as this person she was now, the more okay it seemed. It was more of a worry being the twin of a lady that existed that had her stomach queasy. They pulled up and parked seeing a police cruiser in the apartment lot. As they climbed the steps to Joey’s they saw the door open and the Landlord standing and speaking with an officer. “There she is. That is who I saw here earlier.” he shouted. “What have you done? Why is this apartment all tore up?” he screamed until the officer told him to quiet down and go stand with his partner. “Miss, is this your place?” “Joey thought quickly as to what she had said to the landlord about who she was. “No Sir, this is my cousin Joey’s place. I am watching it for him while he is out of town a few days. I am new to the area. Wendy here was helping me get some new clothes and stuff. What happened?” “The officer looked Joey over and she felt a vibe as he undressed her with his eyes, then it almost seemed like he recognized her. “Okay, so it seems someone or someones broke in while you were out. They trashed the place pretty good. Do you mind leaving your stuff out here with your friend and coming in with me a sec?” Joey nodded as she set her bags down and followed the officer in.”

Joey felt sick seeing all the stuff laying like a hurricane had come through. All the neat piles of clothes were thrown about. The place was in terrible shape. She could feel tears welling up in her eyes. “It is okay Miss, I understand. If you need a minute, take it.” He said as he walked over to his partner. Joey walked around a bit not touching anything. She noticed that her tablet and her laptop were still in the hiding place she had used. It was a habit she had since forever to hide her electronics. “Officer?” she said softly, “Would it be alright for me to get my cousin’s tablet and laptop. It seems they missed them and I know it has lots of stuff he uses for his online store.” “That is okay Miss.” She went over and carefully pulled them out of the little shelf under the footstool. It had been so solid she guessed they didn’t bother knocking it over. She peeked in the other rooms. The TV and gaming stuff was untouched, but all the collectibles and some money were gone. She saw the drawer where she had put the bag with the medallion in it laying on the floor. Her heart sank. The bag was gone. “Miss.” The officer called, “We need to speak with you over here by the kitchen table.” She walked over. “I don’t believe I introduced myself. I am Officer Dolen and this is my partner, Officer Yonst.” The other officer nodded, “Miss.” “So as you can see, the place is wrecked. We will need a list of things you can tell are missing. The insurance will want that and we can share our copy. What is troubling is what we found on this table. We have placed it in an evidence bag and because of it we have the Crime Lab on its way.” Joey looked confused as he handed her a bagged letter sized piece of paper. On it in bold print was printed, “WE KNOW WHERE YOU ARE HIDING LUNA.” she went pale, the intruders had been after Luna. Somehow they had thought she was Luna and followed her home and then did this. What was Luna mixed up in? “May I see an ID Miss?” Officer Yonst asked. Joey froze. “Unm, well.” She couldn’t tell them she had been the guy that lived here and her ID was his. “I had left my ID in my other purse and it is gone now.” she said after thinking quickly. “I see.” Yost replied. “Officer Yonst can you give us a minute, maybe go make sure the Crime Lab finds us okay?” “Sure.” he mumbled as he went out of the apartment.

Quietly Officer Dolen spoke, “You are a porn actress yes? No offense.” Joey wondered what she should say. “Maybe?” “I get it.” he replied, “Playing it safe. If you do know this “Luna,” please tell her to be safe for me. At any rate, do you have anywhere you could stay tonight?” “My friend Wendy. She is right outside.” Joey said. “That is good. I’ll need some information from you, but we can’t let you really clean up anything.” Joey nodded that she understood. After a bit of time and exchanging of numbers Wendy was driving them to her house.