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Dr. Helena Vance’s cutting-edge genetic therapy promised Marcus Cole the body of an irresistible man. Instead, it gave him the body of a gorgeous woman—and a raging, humiliating addiction to the very thing he used to chase. Now the former biology major is on his knees for any guy who will feed his craving, and the only face he can’t stop seeing is Chloe Vasquez’s.
Marcus blinks awake on a cold exam table, the overhead lights too bright, his naked body wrong in ways he can't yet name—softer, lighter, curves where there should be angles. Dr. Vance stands at the f
Marcus's fingers close around the glass, the vial warm from Dr. Vance's palm, and the smell hits him before she even uncaps it—salt, heat, something his new body recognizes before his mind catches up.
Chloe steers Marcus to the changing room with a full-length mirror, her hand firm on his ass. 'Before we find you clothes, you need to see yourself.' Marcus stares at the reflection—a girl with tear-s
The stranger's hand presses flat against the small of Michelle's back, guiding her past the coffee shop bathroom door. The lock clicks behind them, and the fluorescent light buzzes overhead as he turn
Marcus's hand trembles as he takes the vial, the glass warm from her palm. She uncaps it and the smell hits him—his mouth fills with saliva, his stomach clenches, and he drinks without meaning to, the