I grabbed a random shirt from my "clean enough" pile of clothes at the end of my usual weekend of fun in a random sexy stranger's copied form (courtesy of thrift-store-bought clothing and the Medallion of Zulo) but apparently my ex-girlfriend was the last to wear this flannel shirt and not me. (Ironically, she left me because of my shapeshifting for pleasure habit.)
Now I have to figure out what to do about work tomorrow: due to the medallion's 12-hour waiting period, I won't be able to change back in time.
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