tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10181450951359621882024-03-18T23:02:03.603-07:00Great Shift TG CaptionsGreat Shift TG CaptionsAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.comBlogger5848125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-78908807277821341042024-03-18T21:01:00.000-07:002024-03-18T21:01:00.138-07:00That Guy
I never made music that could be described as mainstream. Mostly I just plugged a bunch of drum machines and effects pedals through a bunch of distortion with an occasional yelp into a microphone. My harsh noise set often seemed to be the perfect time for the audience to go outside for a smoke break. I knew I was never going to be the next big thing; I was always just going to be “that guy” in Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-18202382153488212222024-03-17T21:01:00.002-07:002024-03-17T21:01:00.131-07:00Back in Time (Part 3)View Part 1 of Back in Time.
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And while I was still aiding the king, I was under no mistaken impression about what would be considered to be my main purpose now. And thus, soon enough, I was with child. Once again, a bit of modern knowledge certainly helped. I stayed away from wine. I continued to do stretching like yoga. I refused to let anyone tell me I was too “Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-11200259250610091952024-03-16T21:01:00.004-07:002024-03-16T21:01:00.131-07:00The Farmhouse (Part 4)View Part 1 of The Farmhouse.
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“When I get out of here, I am SO going to kill you,” I heard my own voice yell from inside one of the chambers.
Meanwhile, I was busy marveling at being in my sister’s body. I was definitely convinced that I wanted to be a woman, and my sister’s body wasn’t old like my mom’s. It didn’t hurt that my sister Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-89758603417223242572024-03-15T21:01:00.001-07:002024-03-15T21:01:00.143-07:00One Hell of a Performance
Adam’s latest invention had completely malfunctioning, causing him to swap bodies with Cho, a ballet dancer in a nearby studio. She was obviously furious, but he promised to do everything possible to make things right. That meant tackling things on two fronts.
The first was not only keeping up with Cho’s ballet for an upcoming performance, but doing extra training on the side in order to not Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-66455254394997031332024-03-14T21:01:00.000-07:002024-03-14T21:01:00.139-07:00Not a Bad Place to Be
Deigo’s phone buzzed, and he checked it with excitement. “I’ve got bars again,” He said to Jose, “Let me check the news sites.”
The websites were all very slow to load. He was getting reception again, but it wasn’t very good. Many of the links didn’t load; the images never did. But the text of one news site seemed to work.
He began to read the article and explain the situation to Jose, “Okay, soAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-4779624773429737842024-03-13T21:01:00.000-07:002024-03-13T21:01:00.130-07:00Haunted House (Part 2)View Part 1 of Haunted House.
Once free, Conor began to make head straight upstairs.
“Where are you going?” I asked him.
“Dude, we need to get out of here.” There was a sense of urgency and panic he spoke with; and even though it was technically Erika’s voice, it still sounded a lot like Conor.
“Dude! But we need to find Erika! We need to find your body! We got to find a way to get you back to Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-16844983154095991192024-03-12T21:01:00.000-07:002024-03-12T21:01:00.129-07:00Beef
After a weird incident in the park involving a strange man with a body swapping raygun, Brian found himself in the body of a young Indian woman named Chanda. The police eventually apprehended the strange man and were using the raygun to swap everyone back to normal. There was only one problem for Brian, he had no idea where Chanda or his own body had run off to. Luckily, Chanda’s sister Anika Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-66182548875249596142024-03-11T21:01:00.001-07:002024-03-11T21:01:00.134-07:00Dentist's Office (Part 2)View Part 1 of Dentist's Office.
Neither Hector nor Dr. Tanaka had any idea how they ended up in each other’s bodies. They were both resolved to look for a solution to getting back to normal, but they also needed to figure out what to do in the short term.
Hector would agree to pretend to be Dr. Tanaka. But he didn’t know anything about being a dentist, so Dr. Tanaka would pretend to be a new Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-75595849794317157662024-03-10T21:01:00.000-07:002024-03-10T21:01:00.142-07:00Down
David looked down the hole. It was deep and ominous. A moment ago, it had just been glowing and bright. Both he and Cassidy had both figured that light had caused the body swap they just experienced. Cassidy was eager to jump down to investigate and hopefully find a solution. David wasn’t so sure.
“I’m not even sure we’d survive the fall,” He surmised as he looked down the hole.
“Then we’ll findAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-5053978869699416362024-03-09T21:01:00.001-08:002024-03-09T21:01:00.130-08:00Chemistry
“Everyone relax,” Mr. Harper told the class after a small explosion caused more than a few screams in the chemistry class, “I know these things may seem dangerous, but it’s just some smoke from the reaction. Everything is actually fine.”
But everything wasn’t totally fine. Through the smoke, Parker realized he was looking at his own face. And when he looked down to see overall and a feminine yetAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-12363369521925696202024-03-08T21:01:00.000-08:002024-03-08T21:01:00.131-08:00Enid
Ed was having one of the worst days he could remember. It started with being forced to participate in an HR activity at work. The entire office was split off into small groups, and each employee would swap bodies with someone else in their group for a period of two weeks.
It was bad enough that Ed found himself as the lone male in a group of women, but did he get to swap with Gwen? Or Katie? No,Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-77586231861906760222024-03-07T21:01:00.001-08:002024-03-07T21:01:00.136-08:00First Semester (Part 4)View Part 1 of First Semester.
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Sleeping in Ms. Wen’s quiet and empty house was difficult that night. It didn’t help that he still felt very awkward in her body. He thought about the words she said to him, and he fretted about how he was expected to dress and act.
It all contributed to him oversleeping, and with Ms. Wen’s warnings Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-17722642303636365752024-03-06T21:01:00.000-08:002024-03-06T21:01:00.141-08:00The Origin of the Magic Taxi
Omar had taken out a pretty big loan to pay for his taxi medallion. It seemed like a good investment at the time, but then Uber came to town and put the taxi business in a tough spot. Omar’s debts were piling up; he was getting desperate.
He often visited the New York Public Library, and often considered education as a way out. But a strange book caught his eye, filled with supposedly magical Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-12477680046400972952024-03-05T21:01:00.000-08:002024-03-05T21:01:00.138-08:00DrowFor the record, I played way too much Baldur's Gate last year, and it's totally reflected in my captions.
Gene and Jason entered the mall through a side entrance. It was almost always nearly empty these days, but every now and again, there was a reason to go. No sooner had they entered, did a strange puff of smoke exploded in front of them, and two women appeared from within. They appeared to beAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-42497845903179769802024-03-04T21:01:00.004-08:002024-03-04T21:01:00.135-08:00Investigation (Part 2)View Part 1 of Investigation.
A week passed at Sarah’s work with no incident, and Alvin decided she needed an update. She found it weird to still be looking at her own face, but he didn’t even need to say a word.
“It’s bad news, isn’t it?” Sarah asked, “Is my face really always that obvious.”
“I wouldn’t call it bad news,” Alvin tried to spin it, “It’s just that we have nothing actionable yet.”
Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-41176540713880932882024-03-03T21:01:00.000-08:002024-03-03T21:01:00.140-08:00I Do.
I suddenly found myself in a room, surrounded by people I didn’t know. They were all staring at me. I looked down to see breasts and a white dress; somehow I had gone from being a man to a woman in a mere instant. Speaking of a man, a handsome one stood next to me in a tux; he looked nervous. I began to put all the pieces together. I wasn’t just a woman; I was a bride. I knew what they were Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-58530648016217942472024-03-02T21:01:00.000-08:002024-03-02T21:01:00.135-08:00Sweet Caroline
As he sat in his office, Hugh found the world blur for a second. In the next moment, he needed to grab ahold of his desk to steady himself. But he was now standing for some reason, and this wasn’t his desk. It took him just a moment to realize he was no longer in his own body, the desk belonged to his assistant, Caroline. He had swapped bodies with her somehow!
Except a shout soon came from Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-28428939798984224512024-03-01T21:01:00.000-08:002024-03-01T21:01:00.133-08:00Final Video
Arthur found a phone in the bag he carried and pulled off his gloves, exposing his unfamiliar fingers to the frigid air. Luckily, the FaceID unlocked the phone, and he began to film a video.
“My name is Arthur Colvin,” He said holding the phone to film himself, “Even though I may not look like it. I swapped into this body in some sort of twisted ‘Freaky Friday’ moment, but I have no idea who Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-43946741416529251222024-02-29T21:01:00.000-08:002024-02-29T21:01:00.140-08:00CTO
It was the first day of Travis’s internship when a pulse reverberated through the office, causing everyone inside the building to swap bodies. He barely knew anyone’s names and didn’t know who anyone was. All he knew was that he was now in the body of a middle aged woman wearing a nice pantsuit. It didn’t take long for someone to come along talking about how the swap was the result of the bug, Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-58728668650428169292024-02-28T21:01:00.000-08:002024-02-28T21:01:00.143-08:00Fast Learner
Cameron crossed his arms over his chest and stared at Emily with a look of impatience and frustration. “What do you mean by ‘You can’t undo this?’” He asked.
“Look around you.” She explained, “The power on every single computer is out. There was a surge or something. I think that’s why the program swapped our brains in the first place. But without a computer, I can’t fix this!”
“I was just here Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-89285975563575248232024-02-27T21:01:00.001-08:002024-02-27T21:01:00.147-08:00Goblin Princess (Part 1)
Ever since its release, Ryan had been playing a lot of the new RPG video game that the internet was buzzing about. It was immersive and a little addictive. He often found himself wishing he could live in such a magical land, and one night he made this wish while falling asleep as he played the game.
When he awoke, he was shocked to not be next to his computer. In fact, he seemed to be in a landAliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-85038953002169693852024-02-26T21:01:00.000-08:002024-02-26T21:01:00.127-08:00Home Repairs
Zach had been doing repairs around the house and was getting quite tired of his wife nagging him about being careful. But as he fell off the ladder, he only had time to think about how he should have listened to her more carefully before crashing down to the ground.
He wasn’t sure how long he was knocked out, but his head was throbbing. Nothing felt broken, but nothing felt right either. The Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-4868609147719306952024-02-25T21:01:00.001-08:002024-02-25T21:01:00.136-08:00Compatible Donor
Brad looked down at the person in the hospital bed with a sense of trepidation. He turned to the doctor and spoke, “She’s older than I would’ve expected. And I’m still not wild about the fact that it’s a woman.”
Doctor Schwartz looked Brad right in the eyes, “We don’t exactly have a wide variety of brain dead patients. There are even fewer who have relatives to sign off on experimental Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-46965042437796041482024-02-24T21:01:00.010-08:002024-02-24T21:01:00.128-08:00Becoming a Hero (Part 2)View Part 1 of Becoming a Hero.
There was just one small problem: Matthew couldn’t figure out how to turn back into himself! By the time he returned home, the alien was long gone. He was happy to be a superhero, but it seemed he was going to be stuck as a woman now for good.
He adopted the name Mattea, forged some documents, and tried to be as unassuming as possible. He took a job at a library Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1018145095135962188.post-49379901766449695402024-02-23T21:01:00.000-08:002024-02-23T21:01:00.125-08:00Please!
It took only a moment after the Great Shift for Trent to realize something was wrong. He was still in the supermarket, but now he was in a completely different aisle. The changes to his body were even more obvious, and he wanted none of it.
He rushed as quickly as he could back to the aisle he had been in. It wasn’t easy due to the fact that he now had heels on his feet. He had tears in his Aliciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03248192848150674763noreply@blogger.com0