It was summer morning at the Harrington Residence mansion in Palm Beach, Florida. You start to wake up, yawning and stretching as usual on the bed. The moment you opened your eyes, you started to realize something was very off. You see yourself in what appears to be a luxurious girl’s bedroom. In the shock of it all, you then see your bare four-fingered skinny toon feminine arms and hands with puppy pink nail polish in front of your view. You are now in the body of Brandy Harrington herself with all her memories, mannerisms, and personality-filled mind sharing within you. Her voice then speaks out for you from your red juicy lips