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Idia nervously brings a hand to not-his purple-dyed hairtips. Great Seven, how did this happen to him of all people?! Okay, not just him, all the other housewardens got bodyswapped too, but IDIA into VIL SCHOENHEIT??? Oh, the horror!
He tries to slink out of the Hall of Mirrors quietly, intending to go to Ignihyde, but he gets stopped by a voice.
"Oh, Vil, is that you? Good timing, I need help with something." When Idia-turned-Vil turns around, it's to see Trey Clover shirtless.
Sevens.
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He hates this, he hates this, he hates this. Why oh why, does Trey Clover have to be breasting so boobily towards him while he's in Vil's body?!
"Uh, hey Mr. Tit- I mean daddy- I mean, Trey. What did you need from me?"
Trey raises an eyebrow in his signature patented Dreamworks face. "It's about the housewarden meeting... are you ok?"
Shit. "Never been better." Ok, perfect! Now what to do about the fact that he didn't actually go to the housewarden meeting... and the fact that his gaze keeps getting drawn to Trey Clover's tits.
"Wh-what about it?"
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Trey breasts boobily towards Idivil, concerned looks in his eyes.
“Vil, you don’t look so well. Do you want me to call your vice housewarden? I can escort you back,” he spoke, unintentionally deeply and sexily.
Idivil’s eyes widen in gay panic, as he looks away to wave Trey away, “Um, nnnno THANKS I’LL BE FINE TY WOW YOU HAVE REALLY REALLY BIG TITS I WHO SAID THAT WHPWLLWKQ,QMWMS”
Trey smiles. The Dreamworks face returns.
“THIS IS NOT A CERTIFIED M--"