"Dude, we HAVE to get back there and see Zodiac!"

"Noone gets backstage without a pass." The security guard pushed the two overweight men back.

"Cummon, we'll do anything!"

"Anything?" An oddly tattooed man asked from behind them.

"Umm... uh, yeah, anything." They both nodded, nervous.

"Alright then." He cracked his knuckles, and clothes appeared in his hands. "Put on these skirts."

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Ten minutes later two buxom young blondes giggled their way past security on their way to see their idol.

Melanie