Weekend Farmer's Market

The Farmer’s Market often had some strange vendors. Amongst the fruit and veggie stands, it wasn’t uncommon for there to be a fortune teller or a tarot card reader. Everyone knew they were scams, of course, but they were still fun. We laughed off the old guy in a wizard costume claiming to be able to do actual magic.

We stopped laughing when he started swapping people’s bodies. I went from being a hippie stoner guy in my 20s to a woman in her 30s. We all begged him to switch us back, but I guess he was pretty hurt by how much we had laughed at him.

So we were all stuck...at least for now. I got all the details about my new body. I was thankful she was single and that she could take a few personal days off from work.

We all just hoped he’d be back to the Farmer’s Market next week and that he’d rethink his grudge against us. Until then, I walked back to her home, feeling weird about my borrowed body the entire time.

Normal

Adam understood why people wanted to get out, go to a bar, see a concert, or whatever. What weirded him out was how normal everyone was acting. It was like a massive body swapping event didn’t just affect everyone on the planet a few weeks ago -- which it most certainly did.

It’s how he ended up as a woman -- something he was desperately trying to hide by shaving his head and wearing baggy clothes. Of course those things didn’t make him any taller, nor make his voice any deeper. It also didn’t change anything under those clothes. He hoped people couldn’t tell, but he was pretty sure they could. He thought there would be more like him, fighting what his new body was like; yet it all seemed so...normal.

Hot? Younger?

Jacob looked around. It was clear he wasn’t the only one who had swapped bodies. Many had already rushed to see their new reflection in a window, but Jacob wasn’t sure he wanted to.

He had read stories online about body swapping, and people always ended up in hot, younger bodies of the opposite gender. That’s clearly not what happened to Jacob. Though he was certainly the opposite gender now, words like “hot” and “younger” didn’t seem to apply. Even without looking, he knew he was now older. He also certainly felt heavier than he had been.

He supposed this as mathematically likely as anything -- and with a possibility that it could have been worse -- but it wasn’t what those stories online had promised! That’s for sure!

Key

It seemed like a typical cliche key party. A bunch of couples putting their car keys in a bowl at the start of the night with the expectation of picking up a different set on the way out and going home with that person’s significant other.

It wasn’t like that at all.

Instead, it was some of weird swapping party. I recognized the keys I picked out the bowl -- a Toyota SUV belonging to a friend of mine. I was fully expecting to go home with his wife, Suki. I was not expecting to swap into Suki’s body.

As it turned out, few people were curious about being adventurous immediately after finding themselves as a different gender in a new body.

A few friends who had also been at the party joined me the next day to watch the game. It was a welcome break to not have to think about our new bodies, and for some reason we all thought we were going to swap back that night for some reason.

That didn’t happen. Two weeks later, we were sill stuck.

My Boyfriend Swapped Bodies with a Woman...and She Was a Ghost!