Let's Do It

“And how does this make you feel, Mr. Smith?” Doctor Weinberg asked.

“Uncomfortable.” James Smith replied.

“Why?”

“You’ve somehow transformed yourself into a copy of my ex-wife to conduct this session. That’s weird!”

“Why do you feel that’s weird?”

“Because you’re a guy! You’re a guy with my wife’s body! How did you even transform yourself?” “I didn’t transform myself. You’re ex-wife and I mutually agreed to swap bodies. I know you blame yourself for the divorce, Mr. Smith, I know you do. But you really shouldn’t. Your wife was simply unhappy as a woman, as a wife. She tried hard to fit her gender, but once science discovered a way for two people to swap bodies, she knew she wanted to be a man. You know I’ve been seeing her as well. I offered her my body to help her therapy. It was the least I could do.”

“So now you’re a chick? And you’re okay with that?”

“I do what I can for my clients. I did what I had to do to help her; I will do what I have to do help you as well. And speaking of which, I have seen your hostility toward gender fluidity, and I know how much you miss your ex-wife. I have an offer, if you wish. We can go down to the body swapping clinic right now. You can have your ex-wife’s body, and I will have yours. You might find your hostility toward those that are gender fluid quite lowered. Plus, you will be reunited with your wife in a way.”

James was silent for a few minutes before answering with a mumble, “Okay. Let’s do it.”