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Would you like tea or coffee, sir?
Cofftea!
What?
I see both coffee and tea in that cart. Just mix ‘em together. Cofftea!
*facepalm* this is what flight attendants have to put up with? And what about you, sir? Tea, coffee, cofftea… teafcoff?
Well, I would like … [checks name tag of flight attendant] Lucie, to invite you to dinner tonight, at our destination in Venice. I would like neither tea nor coffee, but simply to admire your exquisite feminine form, which—
Shut up! Goddamnit! I hate being a girl! I’m not serving either of you two weirdos and I’m done with this job! I’m going to go the freak who switched our bodies and tell her what I think! [John—well, Lucie, depending on how you see this—walks to the back of the plane where Lucie—John, depending on how you, okay you get it, I’ll get on with it— is looking at the scene unfold with a smirk on his lips]
Hey, “Lucie”! Having fun?
You! I order you to change us back this instant! I hate this body! Men keep sneaking peeks at my legs and looking down my shirt and winking at me weirdly! It makes me feel so uncomfortable!
That’s the service industry for you.
I stare them in the eyes, and I can imagine their hungry fantasies! All the things they think they could do with me! They imagine me on my knees sucking them off, or my back up against the wall and legs stretched open or—
Lucie, what’s the real reason you came to see me back here?
Why, to vent, isn’t that obvious? I dislike being in your body, and I’m sharing that.
But your language, the way you blushed at those guys, the slightly-too-exaggerated look of indignant rage you’re giving me… are you sure you weren’t compelled by… urges? Feminine urges?
… Shut up. Leave me alone. You don’t need to rub it in.
If you stay here, I could certainly rub something in… I could just lock the bathroom door…
… I …. Might stay a little, but only because it’s technically a break from stewarding…

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Part 1: www.deviantart.com/tangentialg…

Would you like tea or coffee, sir?
Cofftea!
What?
I see both coffee and tea in that cart. Just mix ‘em together. Cofftea!
*facepalm* this is what flight attendants have to put up with? And what about you, sir? Tea, coffee, cofftea… teafcoff?
Well, I would like … [checks name tag of flight attendant] Lucie, to invite you to dinner tonight, at our destination in Venice. I would like neither tea nor coffee, but simply to admire your exquisite feminine form, which—
Shut up! Goddamnit! I hate being a girl! I’m not serving either of you two weirdos and I’m done with this job! I’m going to go the freak who switched our bodies and tell her what I think! [John—well, Lucie, depending on how you see this—walks to the back of the plane where Lucie—John, depending on how you, okay you get it, I’ll get on with it— is looking at the scene unfold with a smirk on his lips]
Hey, “Lucie”! Having fun?
You! I order you to change us back this instant! I hate this body! Men keep sneaking peeks at my legs and looking down my shirt and winking at me weirdly! It makes me feel so uncomfortable!
That’s the service industry for you.
I stare them in the eyes, and I can imagine their hungry fantasies! All the things they think they could do with me! They imagine me on my knees sucking them off, or my back up against the wall and legs stretched open or—
Lucie, what’s the real reason you came to see me back here?
Why, to vent, isn’t that obvious? I dislike being in your body, and I’m sharing that.
But your language, the way you blushed at those guys, the slightly-too-exaggerated look of indignant rage you’re giving me… are you sure you weren’t compelled by… urges? Feminine urges?
… Shut up. Leave me alone. You don’t need to rub it in.
If you stay here, I could certainly rub something in… I could just lock the bathroom door…
… I …. Might stay a little, but only because it’s technically a break from stewarding…