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...
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