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You know how it goes: you (a burly backwoods beefcake) spend all afternoon in the pacific northwest tagging and felling trees when you stumble upon a cottage with a magic mirror only to be transformed into a bodaciously busty bombshell (who still shows her original reflection)...You know... that old saw.

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Jay

Time to put a story to this.