After the bright flash of light at the club, it only took a moment for Jason to realize it wasn’t just another reflection off the disco ball.
“What the hell?” He muttered quietly as he looked down at his new body encased in a colorful top and leather pants. The sensations of being a woman mixing with the alcohol and whatever else sloshing around in her brain made even the obvious exchange difficult to process. Seeing another woman in a similar sense of confusion next to him helped him make sense of it all.
“This is going to seem like a dumb question,” He asked, “But were you a guy a minute or so ago?”
“You too?” The woman replied, “My name’s Stephen.”
“Stephen? Like Stephen Garcia?”
“Yeah.”
“It’s me -- It’s Jason.”
“Holy sh--”
Stephen and Jason had come to the club together. Though they split up as they went around looking for chicks to pick up. Thanks to the Great Shift, it seems they both found one...
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