On the Job

Jay felt like his body was slammed against the cold ground. It was actually just the effects of the mind transference, which wasn’t meant to be used in such close succession; it was his third body in less than a week.

But this was the job he had signed up for, and this would fortunately be his last swap for a while.

He could actually take his time. In fact, he had to. Three swaps in a week were hard for anyone, but four would be deadly. If he completed what he had to do with this body too quickly, he’d be killing himself. So for the first time in a while, he could actually slow down and enjoy being in his current body. And that’s exactly what he planned to do.

Repopulate

Aaron had awoken in a lab in what was obviously not his own body. There had to be a reason for it. Preservation? Escape? He couldn’t seem to remember. He was a woman -- maybe that was a clue -- maybe who was as equally as important as why.

He began to look around. From what he could tell, there were no other humans. Not in the lab...not anywhere.

And then he found the instructions about what everything in the lab did, and why he found himself in the body he was in. He was the last person left on Earth, and inside a woman’s body, he was meant to repopulate it.

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Average.

Emily was in the parking lot outside her apartment when the woman approached her. Emily didn’t know her, but she seemed to know Emily.

She spoke, “You got to help me, Emily. It’s me; it’s Brian. I sighed up for this experiment to swap bodies with a random woman. I thought I’d get a hot body that I’d use to exploit any man I wanted. Instead I got...this!”

“This is why you broke up with me?” Emily asked. Extremely skeptical of Brian’s plan. she continued, “You planned to swap bodies with a random woman and were surprised when the woman you became was remarkably average?”

“Average? But she’s flabby, and these clothes don’t fit well, and I feel uncomfortable and bloated.”

“Yeah, like I said...average.”

Patched

After plugging the cord into his neck, Kyle’s eyes glazed over again as he once again went back into the game -- it was much too addictive to be logged out for any significant amount of time or to give any concern about the major bugs in the software and hardware. The most significant of these was that the servers had lost track of the players’ brain uploads, meaning one was likely to log off into a different body than one someone logged in with.

The fact that Kyle had become a woman this time? Well, he didn’t give it a second thought. His actual body was irrelevant inside the game, so what did it matter?

Unfortunately, the next patch didn’t quite work as planned. It shut down the servers, booting everyone out and forcing them into the body of their most recent upload until service could be fixed. And then suddenly Kyle was not only deal with a new body but extreme withdrawal from the game as well.