The past three years hadn't been that bad. Ever since that day when that strange woman stole his body, Ethan had become Ashley. For the most part, he even enjoyed her life. He had a pretty good job, and often went out on the town during the evening where he could wrap men around his finger at clubs. It was on one of these outings that he saw his old body for the first time in a long time. He immediately picked himself up; he was ready to storm over there and yell at the woman who was now in his body. Yell at her for stealing his body and his life. But he stopped himself. What did he really have to yell at her about? He was actually happier now as a woman than he ever had been as a man. He knew he was still mad at her for doing this to him without asking, but he had to admit that it turned out alright for him.