Borrowing

Mia was in complete shock when she realized she was looking at herself. She briefly looked down at the hands she now had which were large and hairy despite having painted purple nails. She knew exactly whose body she was in, but did that mean he was in hers?

“Tyler?” Mia asked as she looked as herself.

“Duh,” Tyler replied from inside Mia’s body, “You were practically crying about needing a makeover. I’m here to help.”

“By stealing my body?”

“I’m not stealing. I’m borrowing. It’s easier this way.”

“You’ve done this before?”

“Honey, I’m not only the most fabulous gay gay on the quad, but I’m also a witch and a fashion expert. I’ve helped out at least a half dozen girls before you. And you are by no means the worst base I’ve worked with. You’ve got a good body here, but I’ll be ditching the boring jeans and t-shirt, doing something about this hair, and the glasses gotta go too.”

“And when it’s done, you’ll give me my body back?”

“When I’m done, it’ll be your body but better! It’ll only be a few hours. And you can trust me on my gayest of gay honor. I have no interest in any of...this; other than the fashion, of course.”

“Well, okay, I guess...”