Saturday, December 24, 2016

Keyhole


Olivia looked through the keyhole to see what Eric was going to do with her body. So far, he hadn’t done anything; he just sat there, looking worried. She was sure he’d be freaking out or something. After all, she had stolen his body, which left him in hers. She had expected him to be in a panic or perhaps even violent, which is why she locked herself up in the room before casting the spell that swapped their bodies. She thought about going into the room to explain to him why she did it; he looked calm enough. But there was no guarantee that he’d stay calm. In the end, she simply quietly unlocked the door and walked away as Eric still sat on the bed contemplated how he possibly swapped bodies with Olivia in the first place.

Friday, December 23, 2016

In the Kitchen


It was weird for Lance to suddenly find himself in a fancy kitchen. Stranger still, he was in the body of a woman with a leather dress and high heel shoes. Was this her house? Was he expected to be making breakfast or something? He breathed a sigh of relief when a stout, slightly older, Latina woman walked int he door.

“Oh, thank God,” He said as he put his hands on his hips, “A maid. I was worried I was going to have to do some sort of women’s work.”

“Maid? Women’s work?” The woman questioned, “Maybe if you turned on a TV or something, you might’ve heard about the Great Shift. You swapped into my body. I swapped into this body. She’s not a maid. I don’t even have a maid! But what? Because you saw a Hispanic woman, you thought she was a maid? And women’s work? No, I don’t sit around in the kitchen making sandwiches for my husband all day simply because I’m a woman. He can make his own damn sandwiches. But, if you must know, my husband does expect some womanly pleasure from me each night. You just better hope that whatever new body he got from the Shift isn’t interested in tha now. Or you can hope that he just might not be interested in my body due to the fact that it is you inside, but I’d still prepare yourself.”

Thursday, December 22, 2016

Runaway Bride


It was just a quick flash of light, but Charlie found that in that instant he went from sitting at home to standing in front of a crowd. It only took a few more minutes for him to realize he was in a woman’s body, wearing a fancy dress, standing next to a man in a suit. The building he was in was a church and there was a pastor. It didn’t take him long to piece together that he was suddenly in the body of a bride about to be wed.

Charlie knew he wanted to no part of this. He walked out without speaking a single word.

As he walked the streets, he soon discovered that he wasn’t the only one who had swapped bodies. In fact, just about everyone he encountered was talking about being swapped. It wasn’t much comfort, but at least it meant the wedding attendees didn’t question his sudden running off.

He wasn’t sure what he was going to do now, however. He was in a strange body with nothing except for the clothes on his back, which weren’t exactly the most comfortable, as they were meant for a formal setting and not for running about town.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

Laundry (Part 4)

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Neil returned upstairs to an unfamiliar room, Sara’s room. He was going to have to get used to that name, Sara. He was going to have to answer to it for a while. And he was going to have to go to her classes. Luckily, since it was still early in the year, there probably wouldn’t be any quizzes. He wasn’t sure how well he’d do in Sara’s subjects.

He was expecting all sorts of unique experiences when he went to college, but he never expected being a woman was going to be one of them! Yet here he was, just a few days after starting, and he was in a woman’s body. It still felt strange.

Sara had given him a fairly in depth run down, but he had a feeling much of the nuance of being a woman just couldn’t be explained in a lecture. And what if he ended up liking being a woman? What if he didn’t want to go back? He tried to push that thought out of his head. Of course he would want to go back. But that meant his time was limited. Which meant that he should probably do all kinds of things that he’d never get the opportunity to do again. He looked down at his body once more. Might as well get started...

Tuesday, December 20, 2016

Laundry (Part 3)

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“For that matter, I don’t know how to walk in heels either,” Neil said.

“You’re going to have to learn. We’re going to have to pretend to be each other until we can figure out how to fix this. I have some friends majoring in things like engineering and biology that may be able to help us out.”

“I hope so. I’m really not sure if I can deal with being a girl.”

“For starters, you can stop calling yourself a ‘girl.’ I am a 19-year-old woman, thank you. Well, you are now, I guess, for the time being.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Neil replied as he lifted himself up and teetered on the heels, “This is going to take some getting used to.”

“I suppose I’ll give you a few tips. I can’t have my body going around looking stupid.”

Monday, December 19, 2016

Laundry (Part 2)

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Neil pulled himself to a seated position, still feeling like he was recovering from the shock and also still feeling like there was something very strange about his body. Then he saw the figure looming over him. He recognized the face and the body. How could he not? It was what had looked back at him from the mirror for the past 18 years. But if his body was standing there, then whose body did he have?

He looked down with fear. The shiny pants, the shirt, the breasts -- they too looked familiar. Neil realized he now had the body of the Asian woman that he asked to help with his laundry.

He saw his own body look down on him and smirk.

“How about now YOU do MY laundry.” She said.

“I still don’t know how. Just because I have a girl’s body doesn’t mean I know how.”

“And just because I had a girl’s body before, what made you think that I knew how to do laundry?”

Sunday, December 18, 2016

Laundry (Part 1)


About a week after starting college, Neil realized he had a pretty big problem; he had no idea how to do laundry. His mom had always done it for him growing up. She tried to teach him before he left for school, but he just hadn’t paid close enough attention. Heading down to the laundry room of his dorm for the first time, he looked around for some help. He shyly approached a female Asian student. She glared back at him with a sneer, angrily suggesting he picked her to ask simply because she was female. As she yelled, a drier started sparking without either of them seeing. The sparks hit each of them, knocking them both out. Neil awoke a few moments later feeling strange. There was something that was really off...