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Back when Phy was attending highschool, there were days where he simply could not focus on his social life or his schoolwork because all that he could think about was the worn out magazine he kept in his backpack, which featured  beautiful naked women in high heels. It lingered on his mind all day as though it were just waiting for him to rush to a bathroom stall to flip through it's pages one more time between classes. 

The female shape will always make Phy overheat with excitement, but his brain is never quite ready or capable to fully tackle the reality that he is now stuck living out his most insane occasional wet dream (the one where he IS the sexy naked lady)

It's like his standard male brain has trouble knowing what to do about the high frequency and intensity of "beautiful naked high heeled woman" in his life... Especially the part where it's just his horny dumb self that's inhabiting such a voluptuous and impossible woman body 24/7. But it seems, as time goes on, this flustered and frustrating experience has gradually become part of what Phy likes so much about his predicament. He nervously and awkwardly embraces the forbidden and intense experience of being shaped just like the surgically exaggerated naked women in that worn out magazine. 

Overall, this is nothing new. We once again have Phy's primitive man-brain giving him way too much horny than he can handle. 


Phy doesn't mean to be a total sexual narcissist. His brain just likes what it likes. :P

EDIT: Woke up this morning and realized his shadows were missing. Not to worry. They are not missing anymore :) 

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