The Russian Chick

Julia (in Lena's body) blushed.

"Errr, sort of..."

"What do you mean sort of? You don't 'sort of' steal something Volk!" Ivan screamed in his new feminine voice.

"You know, I look pretty hot when I blush..." Lena said stroking her chin.

"Oh shutup! I don't care how hot you look, all I care about is getting back in my body! I think Ms. Volkova here has her period." Ivan said squirming uncomfortably.

Julia smiled innocently.

"Uh uh, don't think you're off the hook Volk, I love you and everything but you don't steal a birthday present!"

"I didn't exactly steal it. I paid for some of it."

"Explain yourself." Ivan exclaimed laying his hands on his...errr...Julia's hips.

"Well the lady at the store said the necklace was an artifact and that it wasn't for sale. So I replaced it with a normal necklace and stuck the one I gave you in it's box."

"Julia you are in deep shit! Now what are we supposed to do?" Lena yelled jumping from the chair she was sitting on.

"We go back to the store and beg forgiveness." Ivan said, "But first I need a tampon!"
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