Saturday, June 27, 2015


Amanda had been begging Duncan to turn around as they walked through the park for at least thirty minutes. It wasn’t until they were back by the parking lot that he finally did so.

“You can stop now,” He told her, “I can’t believe you are asking me to go back with you as if this was some sort of accident. I tricked you into coming to that part of the park with me and touching that statue with me knowing full well what it would swap our bodies. I wanted your life and now I have it. And you’ve been so distracted asking me to switch back that you probably have no idea to get back to that statue on your own. You’ll never convince anyone that this actually happened, and you’ll never be able to navigate your way back to that statue to trick me...and probably anyone else either. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to drive your car...I mean, MY car back to MY home to enjoy MY body. Have a good life.”

Friday, June 26, 2015

Hell yes

“Oh, hell, yes!” Brian exclaimed as he looked at his new body in the mirror, “Now I can hit up the club and get some free drinks. Heck, with a bod like this, I can probably find some rich guy, get married, and never work a day in my life.”

His sister laughed out loud from the other room and yelled, “Good luck! You’re probably going to have to deal with weirdo creeps just trying to get in your pants, disappointment, lower pay, and periods. Yep, have fun with periods.”

Brian’s face sank. He suddenly realized that the new body he got as a result of the Great Shift may not be as great as he initially thought.

Thursday, June 25, 2015


Jeff was pretty excited to have a small part in a play on Broadway. Though he was already jealous of the lead, Anton. Anton would show up late or just phone in the practice. Jeff was there everyday early, before everyone. He wished he could have the lead in the play. Then he felt a cool breeze from somewhere, and he suddenly felt different. Still alone in the empty theater, he looked down to see a skimpy pink outfit. Without even looking in the mirror, he realized his wish had come true, but not in the way he had intended. He didn’t magically get Anton’s part nor did he suddenly swapped bodies with Anton. No, he magically swapped bodies with Fiona, the female lead of the play. She often came across as an empty headed bimbo with a sleazy side. But, boy, could she act! Despite coming across as dumb in day-to-day life, she took to the stage, and Jeff instantly would believe her as the queen she played. Now those shoes were his to fill -- her pink, high heeled shoes were now his. It wasn’t exactly what he wanted, but he took comfort in the fact that he was now a lead.

Wednesday, June 24, 2015

Hockey (Part 3)

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Ryan emailed his coach to tell him that he’d have to miss practice (he imagined his voice would sound quite silly if he called). Now it was just the matter of figuring out what he was going to do for the next few hours until the magic wore off. He thought about exploring his new body, but he felt more awkward than curious. He looked as his sister’s old prom dress still sitting in the closet; he wondered if he should try it on. Then he noticed something else. His father’s spring coat sat on the other side of the dress. If magic had worn off on his hockey stuff, then, well, it seemed that his sister might finally have to explain her dabbling in magic once spring rolled around...

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

Hockey (Part 2)

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Ryan checked the closet for any clues. Sure enough, he found his sister’s prom dress from last year right next to his hockey stuff. He knew exactly what had happened. She had cast some sort of spell on her dress in order to look extra hot for the dance. Some of that magic must have rubbed off onto his hockey stuff. He knew the effects would only last about as long as the prom did -- she hadn’t wanted their mom or dad finding out about her magic, after all. She had told Ryan about it. He actually thought it was pretty cool his sister was a witch; it never really bothered him...except when something like this would happen. He groaned. He could call his sister for help, but he decided it might just be best to bide his time for a few hours and let the magic wear off.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Hockey (Part 1)

Ryan had been rummaging through his room looking for his hockey equipment. He finally found it downstairs in a closet. His mom had always bugged him about not leaving it sitting about after a game; she must’ve put it away for him. He breathed a sigh of relief as he began to put it in to get ready for practice. But as he did so, something truly odd started to happen to him -- his body began to change. He was turning into a gorgeous, female version of himself. He didn’t notice until he looked at a reflection of himself in a mirror after getting ready. He knew his sister had something to do with this...

Sunday, June 21, 2015

Foreign (Part 2)

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After a few confusing and somewhat terrifying hours, George finally found someone who spoke English. They explained to him that he wasn’t the only one who had swapped bodies, he certainly wasn’t the only one who had a new gender; however, it was rather rare that he swapped bodies with a person who was halfway around the world.

It took several weeks before George was finally able to fly home. By that time, he had embraced his new feminine side. Purses, makeup, dresses, and high heels were all second nature to him by now. He had a good chuckle when he got home and had to donate all his old male clothing. His papers had piled up outside and just about every headline in that time was somehow related to the Shift. Though he threw out a large stack, there was one he kept. It was one he had brought with him on the flight home. It too was about the Shift, but written in the language where he had ended up. He couldn’t read it, but he kept it as a reminder -- promising himself that he should probably learn a little more about the culture of the body he was now in. After all, in one sense, he was now part of that culture, wasn’t he?