It occurred to me that if I wasn't dreaming, I was in trouble. Could Itell anyone I wasn't this girl? Who would believe me? And even if by somemiracl... someone believed me, what could they do? I somehow doubt anybodyknows how to do a soul transplant.For that matter, I wasn't sure where my real body was. If my soul was inher body, was she in mine? Or is my body in the morgue?I decided I was going to have to try and calm down. I tried to rememberwhat happened before the accident. It came in. I had big boobs and rounded big butts. I had long hairs and my figure stats were 38-32-38.Though I was little fat, I had an hourglass figure.I knew that I would get good responses from people as I had maintained myself well and was looking good for my age. I uploaded my photos to matrimonial websites. I started getting good responses from people. Even people who were unmarried and single showed interest in my profile. I had started giving more attention to my beauty based on advice from my. He decides how much to charge for a fight by how much he enjoyed it. He's rude, a lone wolf. But he's strong! They say that after he's done with someone they see the character on his back for months in their dreams. If we use him we'll be rid of that annoying pest for sure. (thinking) That Himura Battousai!(the Kamiya dojo. Yahiko is eating rice balls, Kaoru is reading.)Kenshin (standing up): There's a visitor outside.(he walks down the hall, Kaoru hurrying after him.)Kaoru: Wait, Kenshin,. . and...Grumpus looked me right in the eye (not at my tits or azz) with those big crystal blue eyes and said, "It's okay." I walked back to the house with an armful of Puppy, a Rug Rat by the hand, and muttering, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay."When I got home, I went to the fridge and got out the vintage box of red wine and poured a full glass (never more than one glass or it gets pretty ugly). Just as I sat down and got comfortable, Rug Rat boosted herself up on my lap and announced, "He's.