Medic

“You’re never going to get away with this,” Tanya said weakly from inside the elderly man’s body. It had been three days since he had recited some sort of magical spell causing them to swap bodies, leaving her stuck near death’s door. It had been the first time since it happened that he dared to see her face-to-face. And yet, Tanya saw that her body seemed legitimately shocked by the accusations.

“Look, Pops, chillax, okay? I didn’t ask for this. I was minding my own business on the street when this chick steals my body and dashes off. I’m just lucky I know how to do this nurse stuff from my time as a medic in the army.” Tanya’s body replied.

“That’s my body!” Tanya protested, “Give it back!”

“I would, Old Man, but do you think I have any idea how she did this? You think I want to be a woman? Though I have no idea why she’d want to be a homeless man.”

Tanya paused to think before answering. “Because you won’t be missed if you disappear. And he wants to be a man again -- any man, I suppose. But if he doesn’t like it, he can always swap again.”

“He?”

“This was originally his body.”

The man in Tanya’s body didn’t quite know what to say, but he certainly knew there was nothing he could do to help aside from the general duties of a nurse that he was performing...