Stop Joking

“Okay, these things are weird.” Jeff said he nervously touched the arm of his wife’s body that he was presently swapped with, “If we take them off, will we switch back to our own bodies?”

“Oh, no. It’ll cause permanent brain damage, and we’ll be stuck like this forever,” Linda replied.

“WHAT!?”

Linda laughed before adding, “I’m kidding! I’m kidding! No, if we take them off, we’ll be fine. We’ll still be swapped, but we’ll be fine. We just have to reactivate them to switch back.”

“Well, let’s do that.”

“Oh, come on, not yet! I want to stay like this for a week.”

“This isn’t funny., Linda Stop joking.”

“I’m serious.”

Separate Attempts

Brian though his neighbor Esther looked good for her age, considering she was in her 60s. He just wished he wasn’t the one currently inhabiting her body due to the swap between them.

Luckily, they both seemed fairly committed to swapping back. And inside Esther’s home studio, they both set about their own methods for doing so. Brian had gathered a bunch of wires and parts on the table. He knew enough about these things; he was sure he could build some sort of device to get them back to normal.

But progress was slow as he turned to look at Esther in the corner in his body. She was meditating in his 25 year old mal body. He thought it looked silly, and he was even more skeptical that a spiritual hippie solution was the way to go here, but at least she was trying something -- though she was no closer to getting them swapped back than he was.

Perfect Form

My form was still great. I was prepping for a perfect spiral, and then the thing just sort of floundered and wobbled for a short distance in the air before rolling to the ground. I couldn’t figure out what I was doing wrong.

Before the Great Shift, I could probably toss a football a respectable thirty yards, but this body? I’d be lucky to get it three feet.

I get that I swapped bodies with a woman. She has muscle than I did; her arms felt a little bit like noodles sometimes; but I still shouldn’t be this bad, especially when still doing everything else right.

There was nothing else I could do except for picking the ball back up and trying again. And again. And again.

S41FT - "Not the One"

Paparazzi

Ian learned quickly that the body he swapped into because of the Great Shift was famous. Though it didn’t take him long to figure out how to evade paparazzi either -- who seemed very interested in his famous body, even though he wasn’t famous himself -- and all he had to do was dress like his old male self.

Old jeans, a hoodie, a hat, and some sunglasses -- heck, it almost made him forget he was a woman with a gorgeous supermodel body underneath it all.

Still, every now and again, someone would figure it out. He didn’t really mind; what were they going to report on? That he was going to work? Or going to get groceries? His life just wasn’t that interesting!

Site

Two weeks after the Great Shift and the world was back to work. Allen expected to get a lot of comments about his new body at the construction site. After all, if the guys saw a woman like this walking by, they’d be whistling and hollering.

However, as it turned out, he wasn’t the only one to swap into the body of a woman. Probably about 70% of the guys on this job had swapped, and the remaining 30% were pretty intimidated by these men-turned-women now that their own gender was in the minority.

And as a result, things got back to normal pretty quickly. Though at lunch, Allen began to seriously question the odds of how so many of the guys ended up as woman...

Her Apartment

After three days of being stuck in Angela’s body, Reid had grown tired of her games. She told him that she had hidden the medallion somewhere in her apartment, and that they could swap back as soon as Reid had found it.

Reid had yet to find it. He wondered if she was somehow coming back to move it each day, as he searched everywhere. In drawers and in the closet, under the bed and under the couch, on top of tall shelves and other hard to reach places.

What Reid had yet to realize was Angela did not mean her original apartment, where Reid was currently staying while he was in her body. She had hidden it in her current apartment -- in other words, at Reid’s place. He could search Angela’s apartment from top to bottom, and he still wouldn’t be able to find it.

More Specific

“I wish I was a woman?” Theo said almost instantly after rubbing the lamp.

The genie nodded and said, “I can do that. Are you sure you don’t want to be more specific.”

“Whatever is fine. Seriously. Just go.”

“No more details or a better description or anything?”

“Just grant the wish! Please!”

And once the wish was granted, Theo looked down and certainly wished he had listened to the genie’s warnings. This wasn’t exactly the type of body he had expected. He had thought he’d be changed into a female version of himself, not into some middle aged white woman.

But as he looked around for the genie or any trace of the lamp, they were both gone...

The Magic...Airbnb?

I had arrived late the night before at my Airbnb. I was exhausted after a long day of travel. I didn’t change my clothes; I didn’t brush my teeth; I just crashed on the couch.

The next morning I was a little surprised to find myself asleep in the bedroom; I was more surprised to find that I had woken up in someone else’s body!

I ran down the stairs to go get my phone, which I had left charging by the couch. My body felt weird as I moved. I was coming to realize my new body was female and the difference in clothing alone were more than enough to make me very aware of that.

Should I call the police? What would they do? Eventually, I just decided to call the number in the listing. Though again, what could they do? Surprisingly, they were very informative. They explained the house was listed as cursed. Simply put, each visitor falling asleep in the house would wake up the next morning in the body of a previous guest. I was now apparently now in the body of Pinya, a 37 year old Taiwanese female tourist who had stayed here two weeks ago. I tried to threaten a bad review, but they said if I did that, I’d be banned from their properties. This explained their perfect rating. If I booked again, there was an outside chance I could get back in my original body.

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Flabby

Raul always knew his good genetics had helped make his consistent, regular workouts effortless. His muscles and well-toned abs were some of his proudest features. But it all went away after the Great Shift when he found himself in a new body like so many others.

Despite now being overweight and female, he vowed to continue his workouts. However, he encountered something he never experienced at the gym before: a challenge. This new body seemed exhausted from even the mildest exercise and the amount of sweat from even the simplest activities felt like he had walked outside in a downpour. Massive muscle cramps inhibited significant progress.

Calling anything “progress” felt like a joke. Breaks seemed too frequent, and it felt like he wasn’t losing any weight or gaining any muscle mass. If anything, he thought he was getting fatter! He cursed his flabby thighs, his flabby arms, and his overall flabby body!

Subway Series

As Jerome walked up the stairs of the subway exit, he contemplated just how messed up this situation was. Everyone on that subway train had literally swapped bodies with someone else on the train. Of course, being New Yorkers, everyone tried to be completely unphased by the whole thing; however, there were obviously going to be real, lasting consequences to this.

Jerome, for instance, had swapped bodies with some bleached blonde white woman. Even the slightest movement of his body felt different and strange. He certainly couldn’t do his construction job in this body, but then he realized he had thoughts of files in an office he had never been to inside his head. He hadn’t just gotten this woman’s body, but vital pieces of knowledge too!

And it wasn’t just limited to the workplace. He could also remember things like where she got her nails done, her favorite brands of shoes, and how to properly accessorize!

Rumors

The rumors started literally days after the Great Shift; about how the government had some secret body swapping invention that they’d use to get everyone back to normal. The rumors slowly started to leak to more confirmed reports, though getting on the waitlist was nearly impossible.

My roommate hadn’t really paid much attention to the rumors. He really didn’t care; he had absolutely no desire to swap back to his original body. Anytime I watched him for any extended period, I could see why.

Yeah, sure he was a skinny, beautiful woman now -- which in itself probably didn’t hurt his motivations -- but it was his body’s ability to move in ways that didn’t even seem human that probably sealed his mind. We both assumed the body he got into was triple joined or some sort of contortionist. Even watching him stretch in the morning was fascinating; I imagine it was even more interesting for him.

Angel

Dr. Harry Phelps looked into her vacant eyes. He was set to retire tomorrow and had spent his last years in the lab creating her, despite the unethical implications of it. He knew he shouldn’t have done it, but losing his 22-year-old daughter Angel ten years ago had been hard. This brought her back, in a way...but he was regretting it.

In part was because this was just a clone of her body at the age she left this world. But there was no way to re-create her mind. And just as thought about ending it, her body twitched.“Please don’t,” She said.

Harry was taken aback as she said in shock, “How was this possible?”

The woman didn’t want to answer honestly. She was a collection of every member Harry had of his daughter from his perspective. She thought of herself as Harry for all intents and purposes, but she couldn’t tell him that, but she had no desire to be undone from existance either. So she simply smiled and said, “I’m Angel.”

Supermodel

Of all the bodies I could’ve ended up with after a month stuck as the driver of the magic taxi, I don’t think I ever would’ve expected “supermodel” to be the one. And yet here I was. A former chubby guy now forever inside the body of a tall, shinny Chinese fashion model.

I was honestly worried about it at first. I knew my love of food and my lack of self-control. I knew models had to watch their figured. I was more than relieved that Ai was the type of woman who could basically eat anything she wanted without gaining a pound! Grabbing a slice of pizza as I walked to a photoshoot felt absolutely heavenly, and my new life was like a dream come true!

Franz Kafka's The Metamorphosis

100% Luke

As I reached for one of the brains on the shelf, the words of the scientist rang through my head. It wasn’t as simple as the fact that I thought of myself as Luke in Moon’s body. There were technically elements of both Luke and Moon inside of me. Where one of us stopped and the other one started wasn’t so clear cut.

But Luke’s brain sitting on the shelf -- my brain -- what did it think? Was it still 100% me? 100% Luke? If I could place it in another body or hook it up to a computer, could I talk to myself? But then again, it was the scientist who understood all this brain swapping stuff, and he was dead; he had a heart attack shortly after explaining how he transferred all of my thoughts into Moon’s head.

I had many more questions than answers, and as I looked around, it just made me more curious. But I had no idea what to do with any of this stuff.

Resigned

“Well, if you have no clue how we swapped bodies, can you at least help me stand up? As a dude, I’m not exactly an expert in walking in your heels.” I sighed as I looked up at my own face.

I was resigned to this fate quickly -- switching bodies with a random woman on the subway. I was her; I was likely to be her for the rest of my life. In the movies when something like this happens, they try to fnd a way back; they usually succeed. But I had no idea how this had happened. I had no clue how to even start trying to swap back to normal. I had no connection with this woman to “better understand her” or whatever else people did in the movies. I had just become her, and she was me. And that was it.

Engaging

Alex stopped to look at the rings. He had often thought of buying an engagement ring and proposing to Helen, but the Great Shift changed those plans. He still wanted to marry her, but now that he was a woman, he thought she should be the one to propose to him...shouldn’t she?

And so he was no longer looking at the rings while thinking about how to stretch his salary so he could afford one, he was thinking about which one Helen might purchase for him.

But he pulled back his dreams for another moment. They hadn’t exactly discussed how this would all work now with their genders reversed. Maybe she was still waiting for him to make the move? And yet, the longer he looked, the weirder that thought felt. No, he was the woman now; he wanted to be in the role of being asked!

Subway Ride

Devin wondered if he should say something. After the weird flash of light, he found himself sitting there in someone else’s body. However, he worried about being labled as a crazy person. If he started shouting about body swapping and how he was now a woman? Well, he could probably get away with it on the subway.

No one really cared on the subway. People would avert their eyes or try to ignore it. But maybe he wasn’t the only one? Maybe he should say something? There wouldn’t be any risk, right? Worst case scenario is that he’d just been seen as one of those weirdos on the subway. And yet he still say there staying quiet, not saying a word about the swap.

Remember

My consciousness had been trapped in the back of the robotic body for over a hundred years, I had somewhat forgotten what my original body had been like. I remembered uploading a copy of my mind into the bot as one of my final instructions to ChatGPT before I died along with the instructions on downloading me into a new, younger body. I thought I would be inside that metallic shell for a week; I didn’t expect it to be decades.

I think what I began to notice was that this new body was different. I barely recalled being human, but I knew I hadn’t been a woman. I suppose it really didn’t make a difference, particularly when it is so hard to remember.

The Body Swap App

No Encore

Jackson was breathing heavily and the outlandish outfit he had on was something he would never wear. He could hear a crowd cheering in this distance, but his world was upside-down. This wasn’t his body.

“They’re asking for an encore, Tanya,” He heard a voice say. It was obviously directed at him.

Tanya? The singer? From what he could see of the stage outfit and this body from a first person perspective, it seemed to check out. He was in the body of one of the biggest celebrities in the world, and he had no idea what to do about.

“Not tonight,” He said, “No encore. I can’t. I just...can’t.”

A woman in a skirt suit came rushing over and began to ask if everything was all right. Jackson didn’t even know where to begin how to answer that question.

One Pill Makes You...

All drugs at the pharmacy where detailed and tracked in the computers for obvious reasons, so the stray bottle that Alvin found was worrisome. There was nothing about it in the internal system, and even looking it up on the internet didn’t yield any clear results. Eventually, curiosity got the better of him.

He should’ve known better. Technically, he did know better. Taking a mysterious random drug was a bad idea, yet that’s exactly what he did. It was a single pill, and the change was instant -- transforming his body into a woman’s.

That certainly didn’t make any sense. He knew a good number of trans patients that picked up drugs and would give everything for this sort of miracle treatment. But instead of thinking too much about the good the medicine in the bottle could do in the world, his thoughts quickly turned to ask himself: What would happen if I took a second pill?

First Month at College

Morgan was surprised to see her former body with a big smile on it. She couldn’t remember the last time she had smiled. She had experienced a lot of bullying growing up -- due to either her mixed race heritage in a small, rural, white town; or due to the fact that she was overweight; or both.

But Jay seemed to be beaming from inside Morgan’s body. Of course, Morgan knew why. Jay was a transwoman.

Jay had also grown up in a rural town, and she often hid who she truly was behind a male exterior that was expected of her. For Jay, being inside of Morgan’s body was a dream. She had only recent started hormones thanks to the college health office, but a body swap? Well, it skipped all of that. Morgan was happy to be a part of it, and -- to be honest -- she kind of liked being in Jay’s body, just not nearly as much as Jay seemed to enjoy being in hers.

Not the Plan

It was still pretty hard for Gregory to believe this little doodad could swap people’s bodies, despite the fact that he had not only used it several times now -- he had also figured out how to make it profitable.

He had always been a little bit of a sleaze, so his plan was generally simple while also being shady. Step one: Steal someone’s body. Step two: Charge them money to swap back to normal.

Of course, just about everyone was quick to agree to these terms. Everyone until Michelle. He’d been in her body for three days now, and he hadn’t heard anything -- not a phone call, not an email, not even a text message. No money had been wired into his account. It was almost like she didn’t want to swap back. And without access to her in his body, he wouldn’t be able to swap back; he’d be stuck as her. This wasn’t part of his plan.

Parenting

It was hard for Evan to forget the moment right before the Great Shift, telling his wife that he wasn’t ready to have kids yet and seeing the hurt in her face. The next moment he was inside of a woman’s body with two very demanding toddlers grabbing onto his legs.

A odd, natural motherly instinct came over him at that moment, and he found himself simply pretending to be the woman he appeared to be. As he learned of the Great Shift and how it had given him his present body, he also found this woman’s kids were very lucky to be unshifted. After speaking with this woman, her husband, and his wife, they all agreed it was best for the kids if Evan continued to pretend.

As the years passed and Evan sent both the kids off to elementary school, he was finally glad to get a bit of time for himself. He had been so concerned with raising the kids and being a mom, that he was only now beginning to truly appreciate the fact that he was also now a woman. Things like going to the gym during the school day felt like a vacation, a glass of wine with some other moms was like a God-sent...

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Six Foot

It was a sudden change that Marcus experienced when his body just seemed to feel more noodly and gangly. It caused him to stumble, and he dropped his phone and sunglasses -- except that wasn’t his phone and he hadn’t even brought sunglasses with him that day. As he went to pick them up, he realized why -- he was no longer even in his own body!

It certainly explained the sudden feeling of change. His new body was very fall and quite slender -- not to mention a woman. He estimated his new height was close to six feet; it was quite rare to see a woman that tall, but now he’d see one every day. And she was remarkably thin. He wasn’t sure if that had something to do with how tall she was, as correlation certainly isn’t causation, but on that same note, he did wonder if he might be in the body of some type of model.

Generally

The general had never seen such chaos on base before with every solider deserting en masse and ranting about body swapping. He made calls to the Pantagon that went unanswered; the general was baffled.

After about an hour, a woman arrived. She was older and seemed to have way too much plastic surgery to cover up this fact. She began to explain that she was one of the soldiers from the base swapped into this body. The entire world was apparently like this. Everyone had swapped bodies; the general was the apparent exception and not the norm.

The general eyed the woman up and down. If all his soldiers were in this condition, the entire army was going to be in big trouble.

Service Delays

It was a shock for Ron to find himself swapped into the body of his co-worker, Maria. It was even more shocking when they both learned just about everyone in the world had also been swapped.

With everyone everywhere being screwed up, the boss decided just to let everyone go home for the day, and Ron headed into the subway so he could get back to Brooklyn. It probably wasn’t a large logical leap to go from “everyone swapped bodies” to “no one was in a condition to run the trains,” but it wasn’t even something Ron had thought of.

With service delays and cancelations on just about every line, he had no choice but to ask Maria if he could stay with her, as she lived nearby in El Barrio.

Love

John could still remember a time when he loved Amber deeply. After all, that was only about twenty minutes ago before the Role Exchanger hovered over the wedding venue and started switching bodies, personalities, and emotions around. It was just trying to understand the human concept of “love,” but none of the guests realized this. They were all just dealing with new bodies and new feelings.

For instance, John was now in the body of Amber’s friend Lacey. His love changed, too. From a romantic attraction to a long-standing friendship. He knew he once was, he just -- well, he no longer fit that role. Whoever was in his body now seemed happy enough to be dancing with Amber; if that even was still technically Amber. He didn’t really have any way of knowing. It wasn’t like he was going to tell people he was anyone other than Lacey either...

Not Too Bad

Emi always tried to explain to her boyfriend Ted how much she hated camping, yet he would always find some way to drag her along. However, planning a camping trip in the middle of winter proved to be the last straw. Emi wasn’t going to take it anymore, and created a plan that she hoped would teach Ted a lesson for good.

With a little magic, she swapped their bodies. There were certain inconveniences she always experienced as a woman in the woods that she hoped Ted would now appreciate.

And yet, several days into the trip, Ted seemed undeterred; he actually seemed to be enjoying himself! Emi had to ask how he was coping with everything as they sipped on hot cocoa by the fire.

“Well, I probably feel colder than I ever remember being in my life, and using the bathroom is more difficult, but it’s not too bad.” He said with a shrug.

S41FT - "Paper Constellations"

Noodles

Watching the news reports about the Great Shift calmed me down. They didn’t exactly make me feel better about suddenly becoming a woman, but at least it was an explanation. I probably watched for six or seven hours before I got hungry and went to the fridge.

It was empty. Well, mostly. There were a few left over noodles and some sugar packets, but otherwise it was completely empty! The cabinets were only marginally better with some crackers and an unopened ketchup bottle. I pondered for a while how anyone could live like this with almost no food in the house.

I also realized probably nothing would be open and no one would be delivering on account of the Shift. I’d have to do my best. I ate the small number of noodles first; I was still hungry afterwards, but I told myself it was enough. The next morning would be a feast of ketchup on crackers, hoping that would be enough for at least a single store or restaurant to open the next day.

Spreadsheets and Documents

It wasn’t being stuck in Serena’s body that Dave took issue with. In fact, he found being stuck in the body of a woman to be quite pleasant. The skirts that hugged his body, the sweet perfume he applied in the morning -- it all just felt so wonderful.

But then there was her job. He didn’t understand any of it. The spreadsheets, the paperwork -- it was all so confusing. For the first few days, he just let it pile up on her desk. After all, he didn’t expect to be swapped with her for very long; she could just take care of it all when they switched back.

But then days grew into weeks. While Dave was having a blast on nights and weekends, he was worried he’d be fired if he couldn’t figure out Serena’s 9-5. And if he couldn’t do that, he wouldn’t get paid, and those nights and weekends would become far less fun. But no matter how much he tried, none of the documents made sense to him.

Another Spell

Ryan flipped through the pages of the old book. It wasn’t looking promising. Eveything in here talked about how magic spells were permanent. If so, that meant he’d be stuck swapped into Julia’s body forever.

But then again, this thing was older than dirt! Maybe there was a newer edition where the magic has been updated! It seemed like a long shot, but there were still so many books to go through, he had to keep his hopes up. After all, he didn’t want to be stuck as Julia!

And yet page after page revealed few results. Then he finally came across a spell, it wouldn’t reverse the swap, but it might still resolve his issues. It was a short spell that allowed the user to be comfortable in their own skin. It seemed innocent enough, but then again, messing with magic is what got him stuck in this body in the first place.

Synthetic Brain

“I don’t think I understand,” Jeff said looking at the jar, “If that’s my brain in there, then whose brain is inside this woman’s head? Controlling her body?”

The mad scientist was getting tired of explaining this. He had done so several times now. But he sighed as he tried again, “There is no brain inside that woman’s head right now.”

“Then how am I thinking? And moving her fingers and muscles?”

“It’s a synthetic substitute brain of my own design. It does link nicely with organic parts. The greatest revolution in transplants since the artificial heart.”

“But how did I end up in this body?”

“As I said, there is really no part of ‘Jeff’ in that body. The only part of ‘Jeff’ is that brain on the table.”

“Okay, then why are my thoughts in this body?”

“A better question! And a bit of a mixup I’m afraid. Everything that made Jeff who he was ended up in that body’s synethetic brain. Even though, as I said, no part of you is Jeff at all.”

The Canal

The heavy rains the night before had caused the canal that ran through town to crest in a few places. I noticed a woman splashing through one of the places where he had overflowed.

She looked up and asked me, “Do you know why they tell you not to swim in the canal? To not drink the water?”

“I’m going to guess sewage runoff?” I replied.

“No, it was built on a magical water source that can transform someone’s gender. Believe it or not, I was a man yesterday. I tried to drink it again just now, but I’m still stuck as a woman. I’m wondering if the rain diluted the magic, or if the transformation is one way. Could you maybe drink a little bit and see if you change?”

The Magician's Assistant

No Phone in Hand

Most people seemed to have a phone in their hand when the Great Shift happened. Instead of going into panic, they searched news sites for information. It was different for me. Sure, I did have a phone in my hand before the Great Shift like everyone else, but now there was a hot cup there instead. My brain didn’t even react for several minutes before it started to burn the tips of my fingers.

The sound of shattering ceramic distracted people from searching on their phones momentarily. Without being able to join them, I finally had to ask aloud, “What’s going on? What happened? Did everyone turn into women?”

“Obviously not,” A man said, “Though we did all switch bodies. People are freaking out about it all over the internet.”

Swapping bodies? I looked down at my hands. I didn’t just become a woman; I had become someone else; someone else’s life...

The Maid Clause

“Is this even legal?” An exhausted Chris asked a very tiring week on Exchange Island, “It feels like slavery. At least it’s only for two weeks.”

Upon landing on the Island, instead of swapping into the body of a guest, he ended up in the body of one of the resort’s maids. And instead of a relaxing vacation, he was immediately put to work.

“It’s in the contract,” His now co-worker Derek explained, “And you should’ve read it more carefully, because you will be stuck here for a lot longer than two weeks.”

“What are you talking about? That’s how long my vacation is. Then it’s time to swap back, like normal. Right?”

“The maid clause is different. It would obviously be hard to get people to work here permanently in someone else’s body, so it’s a rotation of guests in these bodies for six months at a time. You’ll actually be swapped out into a random body who will take over the roll at that point.”

“I’m no even going to get my own body back after all this? Are you serious?”

Bully

Let’s not talk about how I swapped bodies with a woman. I’ll just tell you that it wasn’t malicious, and it wasn’t my fault. As you might imagine, the woman did want her body back -- but I didn’t exactly want to give it back either.

So I made a deal.

If I could stay on the mechanical bull for thirty seconds, I could keep her body. She didn’t want to agree to this, but I was the one in control of her body, and the deal was the only way to get me out of it.

Once I got, you’d better believe I held on for dear life. It felt like I was on forever before I was finally tossed. But my actual time? 30.02 seconds.

She demanded I give it back anyway, but I told her a deal is a deal. Did I feel bad about taking her body? Sure. But I also feel like I earned it fair and square.

Time to Lump Natalie TF in with the Hypocritical Rich Bastards

I don't usually post personal updates on this site. I doubt anyone wants to read them anyway, but today is different. Today is a day when I stop feeling bad or guilty about a thing that's been gnawing at me for a while now. On a certain blog, there was a post critical of me and my use of AI. In all frankness, AI is what allowed me to turn back to captioning; it allowed me to make video content; it's given me a lot more peace with myself than I care to admit.

But within that post, there was a lot of viciousness at me and other people who choose to make TSF content with AI. In the since deleted post, there was a not-so-subtle accusation that this was all some sort money grab. As if I am flush with cash from writing TG Captions or using AI to make videos. I am still waiting for this imaginary money bin of gold to swim in.

And when she wrote the post, I did have a good month! Somewhere in the neighborhood of $50-$100, which I think mentioned in a comment but also warned it was short-lived. Sure enough, January has rolled around and we are back to a monthly loss from generating this stuff. So, yeah, I'm flush with all that NEGATIVE $100 in cash.

Every once and a while, I still visit Natalie's page. I generally like reading her insights and what she has to say. Today was just enlightening. I came across the following quotes:

Rich people just want to keep people away. [M]y investments still made me over $7,000 in unrealized gains this month...

Natalie is exactly the type of rich person she's trying to decry. She's a hypocrite of the worst kind. She's making more in A MONTH in passive income than my captions and videos make in a YEAR, and she's going to fucking guilt trip me about that? Are you kidding me? That is exactly the kind of rich-person behavior she is pretending to decry.

I certainly haven't done this for 10+ years because of the money that it brings in (or doesn't bring in, really), but I'm done feeling bad about the little bit that it does. I felt a sadness and guilt over Natalie's comments initial...maybe I should find a way to offer everything without making money? That guilt is gone. My videos and blog CAN HAVE ADS. Maybe I will even finally accept one of the sponsorships offered in my inbox? Who knows!? I'm certainly through with concerning myself with what one hypocritical rich girl says that kept me down for far too long.

Oh. (Part 2)

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She kept calling me up after that, often with a good amount of begging and pleading. I wouldn’t budge for several weeks...until she came up with a compromise plan.

There were a lot of forms and meetings with judges. However, after about six months everything was approved and scheduled, and I stepped out of government body swap chamber in yet another new, different body.

She had called in a friend, a guy who had both his own body die in the Shift along with the mind of the woman he ended up as. He just wanted to be a guy again -- any guy.

So she could have her body back. He’d have my original body. And this new body was all mine. No one would come pleading to me asking for it to be returned to them this time -- though in the end, I was sort of glad to help out while still getting exactly what I wanted...

Twinsies! (Episode 2)

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Deserved It

Andy knew that Marcy was probably enjoying this far too much. Even as the sweat blurred his eyes to the point where he couldn’t see, he could still hear the laughter of his former body.

And he hated to admit it, but he probably completely deserved it.

Before the Great Shift, he had never been nice to women like Marcy. He would mock them at the gym just like she was mocking him now. He guessed he probably made fun of her directly once or twice, though he wouldn’t have bothered to recognize her face before.

And then the Great Shift put him into her the body -- the type of body he would call a “whale” or some other terrible term, the type of body that struggled with only a few push-ups.

He told himself he could improve it and get this body in shape. But Marcy in his former body wasn’t going to make that journey easy.