Anymore

“I can’t stand it anymore! I just can’t!” Chad screamed as his ripped the high heels he was wearing off his feet, “I love you, but I can’t stand being you, Diana! Your boobs feel so strange just sort of hanging on my chest! Your hair is surprisingly heavy, and it gets everywhere! But the damned shoes are the worst! I just can’t stand this anymore!”

“For the time being, you don’t have a choice! We’re no closer to finding that witch who cursed us to swap bodies than we were shortly after this whole thing happened. We’ve made no progress in finding any sort of reversal. We’re just going to have to deal with each other for now!” Diana retorted, “Don’t think I enjoy having your penis either! It just sort of flops around down there until it decides to get hard at awkward times, which is even worse!”