It didn’t take long for Evan and I to adapt to our new bodies, despite the women we swapped with having zero interest in helping us cope with being female. We still had friends we could ask, or the internet; and Evan and I leaned on each other as well. Having soft skin and gorgeous bodies was worth coping with cramps and periods, but having each other was like a dream come true.
We stopped going out on Friday nights. We no longer needed to. Both Evan and I had our perfect match right in front of us now. Maybe in some way we were always destined to be together, but when we were both male, there was no way it going to work. However, neither he nor I had any objection rocking a lesbian relationship.
After a year or so, we made it official and got married. And while you’d think the Great Shift would’ve made people more tolerant, it caused others to double down. We certainly received our share of hate; we just didn’t care. Evan and I loved each other, and we were going to be together forever.
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