Nice abs (wednesday genderbend)
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Wednesday messed up brewing a potion, instead of making her taller as intended, it made her into... a man? A figure of the male species? ...Actually this isn't so bad, the rest of the school certainly doesn't think so.
Aka genderbend Wednesday enjoying and suffering through life as a highly attractive male. He decides to become a model and later on an actor.
This is old work I've never uploaded here before from my ao3 account: Ashe_2008
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