I had married Julia a little under an hour ago before complete chaos erupted during the reception. Everyone was in a state of panic when we all found ourselves in completely different bodies.
I ended up in the body of Julia’s sister, Nicole. Julia had wanted to kick her out when she showed up a dress she felt wasn’t appropriate for a wedding. I had to remind Julia that she was talking about her own sister. In hindsight, I wish I had let Julia kick Nikki out, then maybe I wouldn’t be stuck in her body right now.
As bad as I felt my situation was, Julia had it even worse. She was trapped in her dad’s body, which meant she was now thirty years older, male, and her own father.
And as bad as individual situations were, relations were even worse. For instance, even Julia and I, we were technically husband and wife now, but our bodies were biologically father and daughter. There was something so wrong about it all. I certainly knew we would never be intimate again; it was too gross to even think about.
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