So, I ran into a woman rummaging through a dumpster, and after we talked for a few minutes, I learned that she had magical powers. I naturally asked why she was scavenging through garbage can if that’s the case, but instead of answering me, she threw a rock at my head and ran away. After regaining my composure, I discovered that rock transformed my body into that of a young black woman’s. Everybody thinks I’ve always been this way, and from what I could gather, my life’s been going a lot better as a result. I still wonder about that dumpster diving woman at night, well, nights when I’m not having lesbian sex with my now bisexual wife.