Waking after a wild celebratory night of with Ginger, a dazzling courtesan, Brad needs to pee bad. Taking his usual position in front of the water closet he reaches for his male ego but can't locate it. What the H…? He pads to the vanity, flips on the light and stares in the mirror where he is rewarded with the reflection of…Ginger, the girl he spent the night with. What the F… is going on!
MR Review
Rating: 4.5 Stars
Reviewer: Alberta
What an interesting concept for a hot sexy novel!
Brad is out at a bar to celebrate his new promotion when he meets Ginger, who is a reluctant prostitute. She has a business education, but found that being a working girl is much more profitable than slogging around trying to find an entry level job. Brad is fascinated with her, and decides to spend a very expensive night with Ginger. When they wake in the morning, they inhabit each other’s bodies and have to get used to all that entails.
For instance, she needs to learn how to shave her face, and be a financial expert, while he needs to learn to pee without a penis, and how to put on makeup, not to mention how to service her clients.
Since they seem to be stuck with each other, they spend a lot of time together, and find they actually enjoy being the other sex.
EEK! I’m a Woman! is a fun read, that I enjoyed, although from time to time, I got a little mixed up on who was doing what to whom and with what equipment, just because of the pronouns and the wayward thoughts of both about their new sexual exploits.
At one point, secondary characters Lew and Amber also seem to change personas, which was confusing.
Good read, with a little cleaning up and clarification here and there.
5.0 out of 5 stars EEK! I'm a Woman,
By Reviews By Crystal This review is from: EEK! I'm a Woman [BDSM / Romantic Suspense] (Madame Soriano) (Kindle Edition)
I was intrigued by the name of this book, EEK! I'm a Woman. This story has such an interesting storyline. I have to say that once I had a chance to sit down and read this book I finished it in one setting. I was completely intrigued to see what was going to happen next. There were so many twist and turns that I was anxiously anticipating each new twist.
All the characters involved were so interesting. I enjoyed Brad and Ginger story. I have to say I was completely entertained by the story line. Brad and Ginger switch bodies. However they have a good time exploring their new bodies. There are some REALLY hot, hot scenes between these two. Not only is this a REALLY hot story but there is some mystery included, it involves a few people that I certainly did not see coming.
I enjoyed the relationship between Ginger, Brad, & Ginger's best friend Amber. Amber adds some nice content to the storyline as well. She truly is a REAL best friend.
On the whole I really enjoyed this story. I don't want to give you to many details because that's part of the fun of reading the story for yourself. There is a lot going on in this story and I was completely absorbed all the way through. There was plenty of really hot scenes and drama that kept me flipping pages quite quickly.
This is the first time I have read any of Dee Dawning's work but I would be interested in reading more.
The sun barely peeked through the blackout drapes when I woke. I sat up. Ginger had been right. Last night had been great fun. In fact it had been arguably the best sex of my life. Ooh, the things I did to that beautiful blonde bombshell. Ooh yeah, and the things she had perpetrated on me. How could this dazzling girl with the appearance of an angel be so naughty and wicked in bed?
Ginger had cost me dearly, but I would've paid double or even triple for what had to be the greatest night of my life. What made it doubly fun was that Ginger, that gorgeous slab of woman flesh seemed to have a fabulous time too.
I draped my legs over the edge of the bed and stretched. I had to pee something fierce, so I padded into the restroom. Naked from the glorious night of frolicking, I lifted the toilet seat and reached for dickie. Hmm. I frowned. What the f… There's nothing there. I mean no dick, no pubes, nothing.
I felt around down there a little more and suddenly jumped as if a bolt of lightning struck me. No, it was more like a bolt of pleasure—pure, joyous pleasure. I touched something that felt… I reached down again and rubbed it. God that feels good, but… "Where's my dick?"
I spun around. I'd spoke, but the voice I heard was Ginger's. I stomped to the vanity, hit the light switch and glared into the mirror. I wasn't there—Ginger was. I couldn't believe my eyes. I blinked, but Ginger was still there, albeit, with a worried look on her beautiful face and I who stood right in front of the mirror was nowhere to be seen. "What the f…" I said, but she moved her mouth and again it was her voice. I raised my hand to, touch the mirror and felt it, but it was Ginger who raised her hand in the mirror. Suddenly, I realized, "EEK, I'm Her!"
I am Ginger? This was fucking crazy. I'd become Ginger. I began to shake. My heart raced and I couldn't catch my breath. Christ, what's going on? Was Ginger a witch? A body snatcher? A she-devil?
I ran into the bedroom and flipped on the light. Ginger was in bed, with the covers pulled over her head. I pulled the cover down and was eye to eye with…Brad Fairchild—me!
"What's the matter?" The fake me said in my missing masculine voice. Suddenly, her eyes rounded and grew to the size of silver dollars. She pointed at me and exclaimed, "You're, me!" Then she pulled her hand back and examined the hair on the back of it and her lack of pointed, colored nails.
"And you're me!" I shouted, "What the fuck is going on?"
He/she moved a hand around his face. "I really am…you. How did this happen?"
I held my hands out to the side. "I wish I knew."
He/she hopped out of bed and looked in the mirrored wardrobe door. "This is unbelievable. He/she started pacing. "Let's not panic. There has to be some logical explanation for this."
"I'm listening."
"Maybe it's some freak accident. You got me pretty hot and I know you were hot too."
I waited for her, I mean me, to continue.
When she didn't, I asked, "Yeah. What're you saying?"
"I wish I knew. Maybe we got so passionate we entered each other's bodies."
"That part about switching bodies is a given, but it doesn't seem possible it happened while we got it on. It happened while we were asleep, not when we were in the throes of passion." I backed off. "At least I think it happened while we were sleeping."
"This is so bizarre." His eyes expanded! He grabbed hold of his/her/my cock. Look, can you believe it? I have a cock."
"I know—my cock, and I have a pussy—your pussy. Maybe this is a temporary phenomenon."
"That would be nice." Seeming to overcome her incredulity and accepting that we'd switched bodies, she postulated, "But not too quickly. If you think about it, in a perverse way this is kind of neat. It could be fun."
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