Due to an unfortunate mix-up, Jasmine realizes too late that she has taken the wrong potion. She thought she was drinking a love potion, but it turned out to be something completely different. Now she not only has to deal with her new, masculine body, but also the woman who accidentally drank her love potion. Excerpt: It happened at the busiest time of the year. I was shopping at Lotions & Potions for "a friend" when upon leaving I bumped into a nice, but harried lady who promptly fell to her knees to pick up her bags. "I'm so sorry, I'm just a klutz today!" She practically cried as we both bent down to examine the damage. "That's quite all right," I murmured. I quickly stuffed my bag with the bottles I thought were mine and she did likewise. The manager came over to see if he could be of any assistance and offered to write down our names and addresses in case something got mixed up. Frankly, I just wanted to get the hell out of there, but I accepted his offering with a smile. "Jasmine," he leered at the paper, "that's such a pretty name." He looked up at me hopefully; most likely to see if he just scored. "Yeah, it is," I agreed, grabbing the paper from his hands and handing it to the other lady - Mary, her paper read. "Don't get used to it." "Ooh, nice one," she snickered as we made our way out of the store and back to our cars. I had to admit, that for a woman, she wasn't half-bad looking. She had long, muscular legs, large breasts and a beautiful smile. Those three things will get you far in life if you're of the fairer sex. We bid our adieus and I braved the rain as I jumped in my car and scurried home. Before taking off, I glanced at the paper, wrinkled it up and tossed it back in my purse. Hopefully, it was unneeded and that nothing had been mixed up. Hopefully.