Gender Swapped!

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, multiple partners and group sex, feminization gender swap, bimbofication and the use of potent aphrodisiacs, medical examination, female domination and revenge, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Gender Swapped! contains three fun, sexy stories of gender swaps and the hot mayhem that ensues:

The Sorority’s Newest Toy

Chris Bethel thinks he’s struck gold when a crude remark to a girl walking past at a party seems to have won him a date. She looks like she should be out of his league or at least offended by the way he was talking about her ass, but instead she invites him to a party at her sorority house for the following day.

He’s barely in the door before the girls have offered him drugs that they say they’ve all been taking, and seeing his chance to take advantage of some intoxicated sorority sisters, he’s happy to join in. But it’s only a few minutes before he starts to realize the pills they’ve given him do a lot more than make him feel different – they’re going to make him look different, too! In the space of minutes Chris has become Chrissy, with a sexy transformed body and a bimbo’s sex-crazed mind to match.

And that’s when the sisters reveal their final surprise: Chrissy isn’t their only guest at this little party. The Nu Alpha fraternity should be arriving any minute, and the frat brothers have been told all about the new girl who’s just dying to get filled by a couple of the frat’s biggest rushees.

The Doctor’s Pill

Eric Samuels is trying to score some anti-anxiety drugs from a new doctor, and when he learns this new doctor is a woman he’s sure he’ll soon have her pretty eyes watering with sympathy and writing him any prescription he wants. But when the attractive Dr. Bell catches him ogling her ass, she starts to get wise to the situation and decides to teach him a lesson.

She tells him she wants to help and the pill she gives him probably will make him feel good, at least eventually, but first he’ll have to come to terms with the transformation that Dr. Janice Bell’s gender reassignment drug puts him through as Eric becomes Erica. Only then can the fun start, as the busty, over-sexed new bimbo learns to give in to her overpowering urges.

Not to worry, Dr. Bell will ensure that Erica soon finds herself in the path of a group of doctors only too happy to team up and stuff the horny, submissive patient who seems to have popped up from nowhere.

The Office New Girl

Max Losman’s four years in college were supposed to prepare him for bigger and better things than a job as a personal assistant. When he takes his whining and crass flirtation a step too far with a coworker from the office a floor down, she decides it’s time he learned a thing or two about perspective. When he leaves his new weightlifting supplement out on his desk, she finds herself with the perfect opportunity to make a little switch with some hormone pills of her own. It isn’t long before Max finds himself in a new body: female, sexy, and sex-crazed. With no choice but to show up for work in her new state, the office new girl is soon helplessly flaunting her new assets through the office in ways that Mr. Borough and the other partners accustomed to the firm’s stuffy work environment can’t help but notice … and act on. It’s not long before the unfamiliar but compulsively slutty newcomer is getting all the attention she can handle, and more.

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The Office New Girl

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, multiple partners, female domination, feminization gender swap, group sex, bimbofication and the use of potent aphrodisiacs, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Max Losman’s four years in college were supposed to prepare him for bigger and better things than a job as a personal assistant, and he’s not shy about telling his female coworkers he thinks he’s unfairly stuck in “a woman’s job.” It doesn’t help that all his female coworkers are infatuated by his handsome boss, Richard Borough, already one of the city’s most powerful men at the young age of 34, and Max often lets his jealousy get to him.

When he takes his whining and crass flirtation a step too far with a coworker from the office a floor down, she decides it’s time he learned a thing or two about perspective. When he leaves his new weightlifting supplement out on his desk, she finds herself with the perfect opportunity to make a little switch with some hormone pills of her own. It isn’t long before Max finds himself in a new body: female, sexy, and sex-crazed. With no choice but to show up for work in her new state, the office new girl is soon helplessly flaunting her new assets through the office in ways that Mr. Borough and the other partners accustomed to the firm’s stuffy work environment can’t help but notice … and act on. It’s not long before the unfamiliar but compulsively slutty newcomer is getting all the attention she can handle, and more.

Excerpt:

I turned back and studied myself from the front.

A healthy blush was spreading across my cheeks. I got a little embarrassed just looking at myself; everything about me just seemed to scream ‘sex.’ My lips were full and red. My lashes were long and thick. Even my hair, just toweled off and still slightly damp, was lustrous and healthy as it cascaded to my shoulders. The scent of the body wash continued to permeate the air I breathed, and with each inhale it brought back all the associations and sensations of that first moment in the afterglow of release. I realized it had been left behind by an ex-girlfriend almost a year ago, and I had never thrown it out.

With a mix of frustration and eagerness, I realized I was already once again almost too horny to concentrate.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Bimbo at Work with full consent of the original author.

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The Doctor’s Pill

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, multiple partners, female domination, feminization gender swap, medical examinations, public group sex, bimbofication and the use of potent aphrodisiacs, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Eric Samuels is trying to score some anti-anxiety drugs from a new doctor, and when he learns this new doctor is a woman he’s sure he’ll soon have her pretty eyes watering with sympathy and writing him any prescription he wants. But when the attractive Dr. Bell catches him ogling her ass, she starts to get wise to the situation and decides to teach him a lesson.

She tells him she wants to help and the pill she gives him probably will make him feel good, at least eventually, but first he’ll have to come to terms with the transformation that Dr. Janice Bell’s gender reassignment drug puts him through as Eric becomes Erica. Only then can the fun start, as the busty, over-sexed new bimbo learns to give in to her overpowering urges.

Not to worry, Dr. Bell will ensure that Erica soon finds herself in the path of a group of doctors only too happy to team up and stuff the horny, submissive patient who seems to have popped up from nowhere.

Excerpt:

“That’s alright, Erica. I can imagine. And how about everything else?”

“I’m Eric,” I corrected her lazily.

“Oh, of course,” she said. “I’m sorry. I must have been thinking of someone else. How does everything else feel?”

I wiggled again, relishing the sensation of the cushion against my ass and back. My body felt unusually of slender and delicate, and when I put a hand down and ran it over my side I marveled at how smooth and toned I seemed.

“Erica,” Dr. Bell repeated, “how does everything else feel?”

“Oh, sorry, Dr. Bell. I feel sort of strange, as a matter of fact. Do I look normal to you?”

I looked over, pushing a lock of blonde hair out of my face, and saw her looking me over. “Well, Erica, I guess that depends. What cup size do you think you normally are?”

I squinted up in slurred confusion at the question. “I don’t think I have a cup size, Dr. Bell,” I objected. “Did you mean to ask me how big my penis is?”

She walked over and lifted up the medical gown unabashedly. Another rush of cold air flowed over my naked groin and I realized just how strange everything felt.

“I don’t think you have one of those, Erica,” Dr. Bell informed me. “I think I really did mean your cup size. You look like at least a C to me.”

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Bimbo Side Effects with full consent of the original author.

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The Sorority’s Newest Toy

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, dominant females, gender swap and feminization, multiple partners, public sex and humiliation, hazing, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Chris Bethel thinks he’s struck gold when a crude remark to a girl walking past at a party seems to have won him a date. She looks like she should be out of his league or at least offended by the way he was talking about her ass, but instead she invites him to a party at her sorority house for the following day.

He’s barely in the door before the girls have offered him drugs that they say they’ve all been taking, and seeing his chance to take advantage of some intoxicated sorority sisters, he’s happy to join in. But it’s only a few minutes before he starts to realize the pills they’ve given him do a lot more than make him feel different – they’re going to make him look different, too! In the space of minutes Chris has become Chrissy, with a sexy transformed body and a bimbo’s sex-crazed mind to match.

And that’s when the sisters reveal their final surprise: Chrissy isn’t their only guest at this little party. The Nu Alpha fraternity should be arriving any minute, and the frat brothers have been told all about the new girl who’s just dying to get filled by a couple of the frat’s biggest rushees.

Excerpt:

I turned back to the room. They were all still watching me. As if I didn’t have enough to think about already, it was as though I could actually feel their eyes on me. It was kind of a hot sensation in its own right. They were all looking at me as my every new sexual sensation bubbled to the surface quite plainly and openly.

“She did a good job with her, didn’t she?” Kelly asked the others.

They murmured their agreement, leering at me with amusement and derision on their faces. “Turned her into a naughty-looking little girl.” “She’s really released her inner slut, hasn’t she?” “Who would have thought the change would be so natural and easy?”

The feelings of humiliation and shame melded deep in my stomach, driving some inner heat as I looked around at the fully clad girls I would have been ogling only yesterday. Now they looked at me, smirking at my practically exposed breasts and damp panties. It was almost more than I could bear. I could feel my face turning beat red.

Oops, my hand was down my little skirt. Why couldn’t I stop doing that?

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s The Public Sex Dare with full consent of the original author.

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Teacher’s Rules

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, taboo teacher/student relations, bdsm play, discipline, spanking and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older.

Teacher’s Rules contains three stories:

Femdom Class for the Jock

Peter Leyton has always found ways of using his good looks and athletic talents to get ahead, and when he arrives in college it doesn’t look like that’s going to have to change. But his easy ride runs out when his professor Sarah Kelly notices him flirting with a female classmate only to copy her course work. The domineering and ever-so-sexy professor decides it’s time to teach Peter a little personal responsibility and maybe show the testosterone charged young man just what a woman who actually knows how to handle him looks like.

Student Takes Charge

If he’s being honest, Sam Rogers sometimes enjoys jerking around the female college students in his classes … but when he goes too far with his bad marks, he finds out there’s someone in his class who won’t get pushed too far. Melanie, an undergraduate who knows how to take charge, has discovered a dirty little secret that Sam will do anything to keep from getting out into the open. She’s willing to keep this secret between them, but she wants to be sure that Sam still gets the punishment he so very much deserves.

Spanking After Class

Jackson doesn’t know why he started the rumor about Professor Eliza Richardson, his young and beautiful economics professor. Maybe it was a plea for attention or maybe it was just a way of making a long-hidden fantasy become slightly real. But whatever the reason, the rumors have made their way to the Dean of Student Affairs Ms. Clay herself, and when Jackson is called down to the office on a Friday afternoon, he finds out the dean’s heard a lot more.

Once past the initial mortification, he can admit he’s probably earned the spanking she’ll give him, but did Ms. Clay really have to tell Professor Richardson about the whole thing, too? Surely the professor will find her own ways to settle accounts, and all Jackson can do is wait and see which method will leave him more sore.

Excerpt:

“I’m going to punish you, Sam,” she explained, her hand opening first the belt and then my fly to push my pants down to my knees and allow them to fall the rest of the way to the floor. I clutched a hand over my crotch, now covered only by a pair of thin white briefs. “You don’t seem to be grasping that reality,” she went on. “It’s either me or the Chair of your Department. Which one do you want it to be?”

I stared at her, caught in an impossible place. I had no one to blame but myself. Why had I done it? And now I was completely at her mercy.

“Well?”

“You,” I whispered.

“Me? You want me to punish you?”

I grimaced, trying to think of some other option.

“Sam? What’s it going to be?”

“… Yes.”

The smile returned to her face. “That’s a good boy. I thought you’d see it my way. It just took a little explaining. Now bend down and pick up your pants and hand them to me. I’d hate to let them wriankle down there.”

The deep crimson flush of humiliation was rising in my face as I stared at her, paralyzed.

“Sam,” she repeated, pointing at my fallen garment.

Melanie held out her hand for it and I gave it to her. She folded it with care, placed it on the desk behind her, and then turned back to me. She eyed me up and down, evaluating the man standing before her. I was supposed to be the authority figure, but how fast the tables had turned. I felt the humiliating flush in my cheeks burning hotter than ever as I felt her soft brown eyes roving over my body.

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Spanking After Class

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, taboo teacher/student relations, discipline, spanking, and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older.

Jackson doesn’t know why he started the rumor about Professor Eliza Richardson, his young and beautiful economics professor. Maybe it was a plea for attention or maybe it was just a way of making a long-hidden fantasy become slightly real. But whatever the reason, the rumors have made their way to the Dean of Student Affairs Ms. Clay herself, and when Jackson is called down to the office on a Friday afternoon, he finds out the dean’s heard a lot more.

Once past the initial mortification, he can admit he’s probably earned the spanking she’ll give him, but did Ms. Clay really have to tell Professor Richardson about the whole thing, too? Surely the professor will find her own ways to settle accounts, and all Jackson can do is wait and see which method will leave him more sore.

Excerpt:

The ensuing silence was awful. After daring the initial glance towards Professor Richardson my eyes had stayed locked on a spot on the floor near the leg of the desk. I could feel her considering me.

“Won’t you say something, Professor?” I finally blurted.

“I’m trying to understand you, Jackson.”

“What’s to understand? I shouldn’t have said – I just made a mistake.”

“What did you want?”

I struggled with the question. “I guess I just sort of liked the idea of it, to tell the truth,” I said finally in a very quiet voice. “I’m just so incredibly embarrassed, Professor.”

She blinked in surprise. Then she started to laugh. “Is that what it was?” she said. “I thought I saw something in the way you looked at me, and it made the lie all the harder to understand.” She closed the door of the office and stepped into the room. “But then again, if you knew the headache … what a stupid thing.”

“I’m sorry.”

She billowed the top of her blouse with a hand and ran frustrated fingers through her lustrous, dark hair. Even though it was wildly inappropriate given the situation, I couldn’t help but find her even more alluring when angry than when she was calm and collected. She seemed simultaneously capable of anything and yet in control. I got the sudden and very strange insight that she had probably been the type to get into a lot of trouble when she was younger.

She turned back to look at me and caught me staring. Her eyes locked to mine, freezing me in place, and I watched a faintly appraising look come into her face. Her full lips pursed thoughtfully.

“Well what are we going to do about this?” she asked.

The question sounded rhetorical, so I watched her without answering.

“Tell me,” she said, walking over to lean against the desk only a couple feet from me. “What is it exactly you told people I did?”

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Naughty Rumors with full consent of the original author.

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Femdom Class for the Jock

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, taboo teacher/student relations, bdsm play, discipline, spanking, and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older.

Peter Leyton has always found ways of using his good looks and athletic talents to get ahead, and when he arrives in college it doesn’t look like that’s going to have to change. But his easy ride runs out when his professor Sarah Kelly notices him flirting with a female classmate only to copy her course work. The domineering and ever-so-sexy professor decides it’s time to teach Peter a little personal responsibility and maybe show the testosterone charged young man just what a woman who actually knows how to handle him looks like.

Excerpt:

“You know, Professor,” I begin, “I understand why you have me cleaning the classroom. I’m really learning a lesson. But as for talking to Jessie, I really don’t understand why that’s so necessary. How do you know I don’t like her?” I shrug my shoulders. “That’s the sort of thing I get to decide for myself, isn’t it? I’m not just a child you get to push around like that.” I wince slightly as I hear the last words come out of my mouth. That may have been taking it too far, but it was where the conversation was headed anyways.

“That’s a very interesting perspective, Peter,” she says in a neutral voice. “But surely if you cared about her you wouldn’t be manipulating her into giving you her work when she clearly didn’t want to.”

I roll my eyes in dismissal. “Professor,” I say, “is it really that simple? Sometimes you need something from someone, that’s all. It doesn’t hurt her any if she helps me out, just like it doesn’t hurt you any if you forget this whole thing ever happened.” I put a little emphasis on the “if”. I’m not obvious, I think, but I do it just enough that he’ll interpret the sentence the way I mean it.

She sits back and considers me for a long moment, taking me in – all of me. I find myself suddenly a little bit self-conscious but try to shake the momentary weakness out of my head.

“What are you doing, Peter?” she asks. “Why do you think it’s appropriate to act this way?”

I try to meet her gaze, but I’m finding it increasingly difficult. “Like what, Professor?”

“You – always trying to push people around to get what you want. Do you think I’m some kid who’ll go weak-kneed if you flex your muscles?”

“What are you talking about, Professor?” I ask as innocently as I can, mentally backpedaling as my heart begins to hammer. She seems angry. It’s suddenly obvious to both of us that I don’t have the courage to go through with my implied threat.

“What am I talking about?” She asks incredulously. “No, enough. I’ve wasted too much time trying to teach you like an adult and give you the benefit of the doubt. I can see now that I was wrong from the beginning.”

She stands up, angry and strong and almost as tall as I am but still managing to look down at me somehow. She grabs me by my arm and pulls me to face her.

“Look at yourself,” she says. “Do you think this is an acceptable way to behave? How far in life do you think this sort of stunt will take you?”

I look at her, unable to speak. There isn’t anything to say. But there’s something about the way she’s looking at me, almost like she knows she’s supposed to be angry but she’s responding in a different way instead – almost like she’s noticing me the way I noticed her along the pathway this morning now that we’re so close. I draw in a faltering breath.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Caught By My Professor with full consent of the original author.

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Student Takes Charge

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, taboo teacher/student relations, discipline, spanking, and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older.

If he’s being honest, Sam Rogers sometimes enjoys jerking around the female college students in his classes … but when he goes too far with his bad marks, he finds out there’s someone in his class who won’t get pushed too far. Melanie, an undergraduate who knows how to take charge, has discovered a dirty little secret that Sam will do anything to keep from getting out into the open. She’s willing to keep this secret between them, but she wants to be sure that Sam still gets the punishment he so very much deserves.

Excerpt

“Of course I can,” she said. She delivered another stinging slap and I moaned pitifully. My palms pressed at the floor and I wriggled again on her lap. I could feel the jiggling redness in my ass. I could feel her eyes taking in the humiliating sight.

And then I gasped from surprise, not pain. Her hand was wandering along the inside of my thigh. Her sure, confident fingers were approaching … I could feel her kneading at my sensitive skin.

“My my,” she said. “Professor, you’re getting a little hard, aren’t you?”

“I’m not!” I objected defeatedly. Even as I spoke I felt myself stiffening further.

“No? You’re positively throbbing. I’ve never seen anything quite like this.”

I clamped my legs together in mortification, but the discovery had been made.

“Well, well,” she said to herself. “What a dirty, dirty boy you are. Here I thought I was punishing you, and instead you’ve been enjoying every minute of it.”

“That’s not true!”

“I can tell when you’re lying, Sam. I can feel you get all tense. You don’t have any secrets from me. You like nothing better than getting a good spanking. You probably know how much you deserve it.”

I kicked at the floor in impotent humiliation. Why had my body betrayed me like this?

I gasped again as her fingers returned to their previous exploration. They moved between my thighs and rubbed over my scrotum, fondling my balls with her curious fingers.

Another moan escaped from my mouth and I clamped my jaw shut. It felt so good and I wanted it so badly, but it was just so positively humiliating and wrong to admit it, even to myself.

“Please,” I moaned, although by now even I didn’t know whether I was begging her to stop or begging her to continue.

“Naughty little professor,” she said as she fondled me. “Breaks the rules and turned on by the punishment. How am I to handle this?”

Evidently she decided that she just needed to spank me harder.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Disciplining the Teacher with full consent of the original author.

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An Education in Femdom: The Second Trilogy

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, bdsm play, discipline, crops, spanking, humiliation, multiple partners, and public sex. All characters are 18 or older.

Adam’s first hours in his new mistress’s house have been intense ones, but he knows they have only scratched the surface. Before he has done little more than catch his breath, it’s time to meet the other submissives in the mistress’s household and learn just exactly what he has gotten himself into. Far from being allowed to wade in slowly, Adam’s initiation into this tight little community will mean getting tossed directly into the center of its many different flavors of discipline and power play. By the time his first morning has come to a close, he will have a lot more to think about than why there isn’t a number on the mailbox.

Lessons in Submission: The Second Trilogy follows Adam over the course of his week as a submissive in the house of femdom run by the mysterious leader of the Tunisia Society. What begins as a hesitant experiment in the world of forbidden pleasure quickly careens into something much more serious, and the promises that they would not become too attached begin to erode. In the heat of the moment – and the moments get very hot indeed – who can say what will become possible and what will remain unattainable fantasy?

Excerpt

I turned just enough to catch how Chris’s face fell and reddened at the news. “I…” he began, but trailed off.

“Up here.”

He drew a breath and stood. The legs of his chair made a scraping sound against the hardwood of the floor and he winced.

“Here,” Mistress repeated unsympathetically, pointing to a spot at the head of the table.

Christopher moved into place on unsteady legs and then turned back to regard us – the audience of his humiliation and punishment – with that flushed face. He reddened very attractively, I noticed with slight envy. His cheeks took on a very soft glow and his eyes stayed very round as he watched Mistress.

“Tell me,” Mistress said to him as he stood at attention.

“Tell what, Mistress?” he asked.

“Why did you fail the inspection?”

“I – I don’t know, Mistress. I didn’t know I had until you told me.”

“You know, Christopher, I don’t really believe you.”

He looked at the ground, flustered and stammering. After a few seconds he fell silent and he closed his eyes. Mistress watched him coolly. Another moment ticked by and then he opened his eyes and raised them to meet hers.

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An Education in Femdom: Plaything

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, dominant women and submissive men, multiple partners, bdsm play, discipline, spanking, and humiliation. All characters are 18 or older.

Adam has been in Mistress’s house for almost a week now: doing his best to live up to her expectations and being brought back into line when necessary. Things have started to get intense, and in his struggle to make sense of his growing feelings Adam has made a misstep that will earn him the sternest punishment of all, and once again in front of the whole household.

But despite her strictness, Adam’s mistress is not a vindictive woman. When debts have been paid, what she really wants is some time alone with Adam to begin to understand what exactly she feels for her new eager and ever tempting submissive.

Excerpt:
I turned just enough to catch how Chris’s face fell and reddened at the news. “I…” he began, but trailed off.

“Up here.”

He drew a breath and stood. The legs of his chair made a scraping sound against the hardwood of the floor and he winced.

“Here,” Mistress repeated unsympathetically, pointing to a spot at the head of the table.

Christopher moved into place on unsteady legs and then turned back to regard us – the audience of his humiliation and punishment – with that flushed face. He reddened very attractively, I noticed with slight envy. His cheeks took on a very soft glow and his eyes stayed very round as he watched Mistress.

“Tell me,” Mistress said to him as he stood at attention.

“Tell what, Mistress?” he asked.

“Why did you fail the inspection?”

“I – I don’t know, Mistress. I didn’t know I had until you told me.”

“You know, Christopher, I don’t really believe you.”

He looked at the ground, flustered and stammering. After a few seconds he fell silent and he closed his eyes. Mistress watched him coolly. Another moment ticked by and then he opened his eyes and raised them to meet hers.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s His to Train: Exclusive Discipline with full consent of the original author.

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