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Friday, May 8, 2020

No Refunds. No Exchanges.

Edgar took a look back at his wife. Coming to Exchange Island for a week had been her idea. Now he was in the body of a young Asian woman, and she was in the body of an elderly, mute, wheelchair-bound man. She had no way of communicating with him, he just guessed she wanted him to have a good time. He wheeled her down to poolside to let her enjoy the view as he went swimming. As he turned to walk away, he swore he saw her grin as she checked out his ass. He felt bad for her, but there was nothing he could do until their time was up. The rules of the island were clear -- the body you got for the duration of your trip was it. There were no refunds and no exchanges. But he still couldn’t help but think it very unfair that his wife couldn’t enjoy this vacation as much as he would...

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