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was supposed to bring you seven years bad luck. He had lost everything in just one morning. Just how much more could happen to him? Paul looked up and down the road. It was flat and utterly empty. Which was just the way he wanted it. He wanted as little to do with people as possible while stuck in this form. He gave a huge sigh, feeling his large breasts rise and fall on his chest. Then he got into the driving seat and pulled out the map. His tits even got in the way of this simple operation. How the hell could women deal with the wobbling mountains of flesh on their chests? That was perhaps the worst memory Paul had of that terrible morning. Anne had arrived and was going to help him, or so she had said