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The glass door shuts behind me, and then—disaster. My towel slips, falling to the ground in a heap, leaving me exposed. I stand there, paralyzed, as the men inside stare, their eyes wide with shock. My lower body is undeniably female now, smooth and shapely, on full display. I want to run, to cover myself, but I can only stand there, trembling.

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