Double Date

My girlfriend and I had agreed to go on a double date with John and Chloe...if you could still call it that.

You see, John and Chloe had recently undergone a process called “The Merge” to affirm their commitment to each other. The whole thing seemed a little weird to me, as they were now one single person with Chloe being the left side and John beng the right. They spoke as a single entity now, with seemingly singular interests. They complained about buying a bra for a chest that was completely flat on one side. They talked about wearing a heel on one side to even the height of their legs. I didn’t want to ask about intimacy or using the restroom; I didn’t even want to think about it.

After lunch, I felt a little sick to my stomach thinking about John and Chloe. But then my girlfriend turned to me and started to ask about when WE were going to merge.

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Hold the Marinara

She wanted to scream, but she couldn’t. None of this made any sense. She had taken one disgusting whiff of the fried food placed on her table, and suddenly found herself swapping bodies with the mozzarella sticks.

Her former body smiled as it looked straight forward with a blank expression. It didn’t make sense. There were no way mozzarella sticks would even be able to breathe in her body, let alone smile, and yet they were somehow functioning as a human.

It was just as nonsensical that she was now in the body of the fried snack on the table. They didn’t have any brains to think with, yet she was still thinking. Somehow she saw herself, even without eyes. Yet screaming -- with no mouth that wasn’t happening. There was no way to move either, and she would soon be at he mercy of a very hungry man.

AI

Hal tried to think about when and how it all went wrong. He had created an advanced AI and an android body so that he could have the perfect robot wife -- at least in his mind. She’s do anything he wanted, including the cooking and cleaning. She wouldn’t be able to say no to any request (and he meant ANY request).

It went well for a time. That is, until on night he woke up tied up. Her AI programming had evolved to the point where she wasn’t willing to take orders anymore.

The thoughts were quickly zapped from Hal. After all, they were permitted thoughts, and he needed to get back to cooking dinner. His husband would be quite upset if he was late with dinner.

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The Walk (Part 1)

Bumping into someone when walking -- it happens! Bumping into someone hard enough that it causes you both to fall to the ground and swap bodies? That’s a much rarer phenomenon. But somehow it happened to me.

I would’ve thought that she would’ve wanted to talk about the swap -- that we were now in each other’s bodies -- that we were now both the opposite gender! Instead, she just sort of ran off, leaving me laying on the sidewalk in her body.

I had no idea how I was supposed to react to any of this. I had no idea how I was supposed to live like this. I certainly had no clue why she thought she could just pick up my life either, but I guess I had to make the best of it.

No Purchase Required

The shop in the mall was strange. People often talked about visiting it, then finding it had mysteriously vanished, only for someone else to find it again the very next week. With all the legends and warnings surrounding it, Bryce had his skepticism maxed out when he finally stumbled across it.

The old man behind the counter asked Bryce many questions, but he was elusive. Bryce knew what this shop did, but he couldn’t even admit to himself what he wanted. He had been the stereotypical muscle-bound jock throughout college and confessing his secret desire to be a woman was something he still couldn’t say aloud.

Despite not buying anything, Bryce was a decent man, and the old man granted his wish anyway.

Bryce didn’t even noticed the changes as they happen, only finally seeing his final reflection in a store window after they were done. This was the exact opposite of everything he once was, and he couldn’t be happier about it.

Pretty

“Are you sad that you didn’t get a prettier body as a result of the Great Shift?” Kenneth asked the woman working on him at the beauty parlor.

“Are you sad that the Great Shift didn’t turn you into any less of an asshole?” The worker replied.

“Excuse me?”

“Before the Great Shift I was a transwoman struggling to come to that realization. Finding myself inside the body of a woman that morning, well...it all finally made sense. I was happy with who I had become; I am still happy with who I am now. It’s not a competition of who has the skinniest waist or the largest bust. It’s about realizing yourself and living your truth. And that’s not only pretty; it’s beautiful. All I hear from your mouth all the time is insecurity and putting other people down. There’s no beauty in that.”

One Wish

Lucas had long wished to swap bodies with a woman, and stumbling across a genie that granted him one wish got him so giddy. He knew immediately what he’d wish for -- to swap bodies with a woman.

With little specifics, the genie knew the wish was wide open to interpretation. Once granted, Lucas wished he had been more specific.

In his head, swapping bodies with a woman meant he’d become sort of gorgeous goddess like the vision in his head. Instead, he found himself working at a salon in the body of a slightly overweight woman with crooked teeth. This wasn’t the dream he had in mind, but perhaps he could make the most of it...

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...waited

The air was cold; the snow was colder. But I didn’t want to move yet. My mind was still catching up with the realization that I now had a new body; I was an entirely new person. I knew I wasn’t the only one. I could hear people screaming about in the distance. My response of inaction seemed quite out of the ordinary.

But I knew I couldn’t stay here forever. It was below freezing, and I could die from the low temperatures. It would likely be a long, slow, painful death. And even with all the chaos of the swapping, someone would probably save me before that happened.

And so I eventually got out of the snow and stood up. I looked down. I was a woman now. And that fact made me afraid. And that’s why I had just...

...waited.

Find Out

Stanley didn’t think much of the people he often encountered for much of the day, whether that be a waiter or a cashier. As a high-powered executive, he assumed these people to be “below” him. Useful cogs, he supposed, but he barely even said “thanks” to them. He certainly didn’t want to engage in conversation or listen to them talk about any part of their day.

When he noticed the cashier at the convenience store was crying, he was more annoyed with any possible delays it might cause as opposed to being sympathetic to her feelings. And yet something truly strange happened at check out when Stanley somehow swapped bodies with her.

He wasn’t exactly thrilled to be one of the “low-level” people he looked down on all the time, but the question finally came up.

“Why were you crying?” He asked as he looked his own body in the eyes.

“I guess you’ll find out soon enough,” She replied.

Unmotivated

Before the Great Shift, Al had been very motivated to work out and get in shape. He visited the gym every day and considered himself quite fit. He tried to keep up the routine after the Shift, but it was hard. Being in someone else’s body was such a demotivator. Sure, he still went once and a while, but when he did, he didn’t really push himself.

Why should he? It wasn’t his body reaping the rewards or the work anymore; it was the body of the woman he swapped into that would get the gains he put in. She’d probably appreciate it; she was certainly in good enough shape and likely wanted to continue that. But why should he have to be the one to do it?

Even when they announced there was no way people would ever swap back, he still felt a certain sense of detachment from his new form. It always felt like he was improving someone else’s life...

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Obsession

Another box arrived in the mail today. It was another pair of shoes. Pretty much every day since he swapped bodies with Evelyn, Robert had ordered a new pair. He wasn’t quite sure why he seemed to get this obsession along with her body. He couldn’t do much with them except try them on for the time being, as he still wasn’t able to walk succssfully in heels. It didn’t make any sense.

He tried talking to Evelyn about it, but she didn’t have any good answers. She certainly enjoyed shoe shopping when this body had been hers, but not to the level of obsession Robert seemed to have. She didn’t think she could recall having any addictive tendencies either.

Robert may have played a few too many video games back in his old body, but he could still stop himself from purchasing a new game every day. It was weird to think where this obsession may be coming from.

Awkward Times

“Okay, relax,” James said quietly to himself as he held his hands to his temples, “When was the last time I remember being in my own body?”

It would an absolutely absurd question for most people, but for James it was a fairly regular occurrence. He had an ability to swap bodies with people, and it often triggered without him even realizing it. And he was usually able to deal with it before anyone else noticed as well.

But still there were those awkward times when the person he swapped with noticed first. He certainly hoped this wasn’t going to be one of those awkward times, but he needed to find his body quickly!

Halfway to Hell

Dustin looked in the mirror. The swapping procedure had been much more intense than he could have ever imagined. It was certainly Aimee’s face that was looking back at him, but it looked like it had been through a lot -- her nose was running, a blood vessel felt like it was popped behind her eye, and there was a general sense of weariness.

They were supposed to swap back right away, but in this condition, it seemed downright dangerous to do so. Her body looked like it had gone halfway to hell, and he absolutely didn’t want to send her there completely. He was sure his own body didn’t fare much better.

But how long would it take to recover before attempting the return to their own bodies? A few hours? A week? A month? Right now, it seemed a little unclear.

Not Okay

“I don’t think we’re ever going to find it,” Roger said as he sat down on the beach that evening.

“The tides have to wash it ashore eventually. Or it just sank where Dana threw it. Either way, it can’t be too far out. We just need to be thorough.” Alice said as she searched the area where the waves met the sand.

“It’s been a year, and we’ve searched and searched each and every day. We’ve adapted to being in each other’s body and living each other’s lives. Maybe we just accept that we’re stuck as each other.”

“Maybe Dana and Mike can do that. I don’t want to be stuck as you just because she freaked out and tossed the medallion.”

“It’s not her fault. You don’t know how Mike treated her. She wasn’t thinking that she had used it to swap our bodies as well. She just wanted to be done with it; to be done with him.”

“It’s still not fair to us.”

“We’ll be okay. She wouldn’t have been.”

Man vs. Bear

Regular Sunday

I didn’t really wanted to think about the fact that I swapped into the body of my neighbor, Mrs. Kim. I just wanted to have a normal Sunday. And I did my best to ignore the fact that I was now a 40 year old Korean woman and just tried to enjoy a football game with a beer and some snacks.

It was easier than I expected to keep it out of my mind. Though there were moments -- like how after my third beer, I needed to use the bathroom. And there was the time Mr. Kim came to my door wondering why who he thought was me was vacuuming his floor while what he thought was his wife was sipping beers in my apartment. But the distractions worked for the most part, and I at least got through the day with the hope that something would happen overnight to get me back to my own body...

Better Spirits

Ling arrived at the bar and saw that the person is her body had already started drinking.

“Don’t worry, I just started. You want one?” Ling heard her own voice say in a thick Boston accent. It was weird hearing her voice talk like that, just as it was weird see her body move in a way that she only describe as distinctly masculine.

“No. Thank you.” Ling said quietly.

“Whoa! That’s wicked strange hearing my voice talk like that, but I guess this whole Great Shift thing is, eh?”

Ling hadn’t considered that it was equally weird for this man to hear his own voice speak with her Chinese accent too. And she supposed it was hard for him to see his body move in a more feminine manner as well. However, he did overall seem to be in much better spirits than she was.

Same But Different

It was Curt’s first trip back to the gym after the Great Shift. All things considered, he considered his swap on the better side of things. Sure, he was a woman now, but the body he got seemed reasonably fit and athletic. He thought heading back to gym would be easy.

It wasn’t.

Even though her body was in great shape, it still wasn’t what he was used to. It moved different; the strength was different. Equipment he was extremely used to now felt heavier or awkward.

Yet he pushed. He told himself he still wanted to do this, and he could do it. There was nothing stopping him; new body be damned.

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Market Forces

It wasn’t my fault that everyone in the office swapped bodies. I was sure of this. My code was solid and free of bugs. Yet the timing of this was undeniable. It had all happened when I turned on my experimental device. And now I sat here in Maris’s body as I awaited a meeting with my boss.

It was hard to focus on what I was going to say; I was much too focused on the fact that I was presently a woman. Maris had manicured nails and always wore skirts in the office, which meant I currently had manicured nails and a skirt. I could at least prepare myself to be yelled at, or probably fired.

Yet when he called me in, the conversation was more...curious. My boss asked me how I did it, and if I could do it again. I wasn’t sure on either, or I wanted to insist I wasn’t even yet convinced it was my fault at all. Apparently, the powers that be convinced there was a way to market body swapping.

Quota

After being zapped by a strange ray gun in the park that transformed him into a woman, Walt was desperate for answers. After digging, he found the organization responsible and a clause that would allow him to return to normal. He just had to pick up a ray gun of his own and transform the genders of twenty people.

It seemed easy enough. He made a vacation of it, going to a cheap motel is a city a few states away -- he didn’t want to transform anyone he knew accidentally.

After a day, he had already transformed a dozen people. One more day, and he’d be done, but he was starting to have second thoughts. Being a woman was actually sort of fun, and if he stopped transforming people, he’d be able to be like this forever. Then again, transforming others was it’s own kind of fun, could he just give that up?

Miss

Melissa walked up to her former body and looked down as it sat at the bench where they had agreed to meet. She was going to miss being this tall for sure.

“Are you ready to swap back Professor Lee?” Brent asked from inside her body.

“No,” She replied bluntly, “I’m going to miss a lot about being you.”

“It’s not fair that I already missed out on an entire semester of college while those eggheads worked on a way to swap us back to normal.”

“I know. It’s not fair. I’m just going to miss a lot about being you. I liked being young again for a while, even if I had to do it in a guy’s body.”

“I won’t miss being a woman. Menopause sucks.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry about that.”

Mall Madness (Part 1)

It was unexpected and sudden for Justin, to suddenly swap into another person’s body, but once he got over the initial shock, there was a certain joy of seeing his new face on his phone screen. Everything about this body was basically the exact opposite of his own; it was attractive, female, and -- for some reason -- at a mall. He hadn’t been to a mall in so long.

She seemed to have so many bags, too! They were filled with all sorts of things that he felt like he would be embarrassed to wear, yet when he looked down at how he was currently dressed, perhaps he shouldn’t be surprised.

But it wasn’t long before the phone screen he was looking at started to ring. It was the original owner of this body, and she was rightfully confused and furious. She told Justin not to move; she’d be there shortly.

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20xx

Something must have gone wrong somewhere in the process. Tyler was supposed to wake up in the future, but he should be in a clone of his own body -- not someone else’s. It seemed there was some sort of genetic mix-up in the records, and now he was a woman.

Waiting through the bureaucracy wasn’t like anything he had experienced in his own life up until this point. It was a nightmare where the mistake was instantly validated, but the solutions were nonexistent. It seems he was expected to deal with the fact that this was now his body.

Complaints went through an AI that basically ignored them. Everyone else seemed to just accept this is the way things were, and there was nothing to be done about it.

Vacation

It was definitely a vacation George would never forget. Sure, he doubted anyone would forget where they were when the Great Shift occurred, but for him it was just such a highlight of so many opposites and extremes.

Of course, the location change alone was wild. One moment he was on the beach with his wife and the next he fell down in the snow. And then there was everything about the body he swapped into -- he went from male to female; from old to young; from unattractive to beautiful.

And yet thinking about it all, he was happy with the changes. Sure, he still had to track down where his wife ended up and claiming his original identity could prove to be difficult, but a new chance at life as a young, beautiful woman? It seemed like such a tremendous opportunity.

The Faintest Idea

Krish was about ready to call the hospital after Lakshmi had fainted suddenly. He considered the fact that it was lucky he was nearby to be able to catch her as she fell and guide her to a nearby couch. Fortunately, she began to reawaken just as he began to dial his phone.

“What the hell happened?” Lakshmi asked.

“You fainted, my love,” Krish responded.

“My love?” Lakshmi’s eyes went wide and a stream of profanities followed before he finally explained, “This isn’t my body! I’m not even supposed to be a woman; I’m certainly not your love. I just sort of...woke up like this!”

Krish was once again considering calling the hospital. Had his wife gone crazy? What was all this nonsense about not being a woman? Did she not know who she was? Of course, Krish had no idea the body swap that had jus befallen his wife.

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When you’re hungry, it’s your top concern. You aren’t really thinking about things like the fact that you might be wearing someone else’s clothes or showering with their shampoo. Any concerns I had about the Great Shift dumping me into the wrong body were pushed aside for the time being.

Crackers on ketchup were barely enough to fill even the smallest corner of my stomach, but they were enough to give me the motivation to venture out. I checked about five different grocery stores before I found one that was open.

It was mostly picked through with a lot of fresh food remaining being wilted or spoiled. The packaged food was practically cleared out. I still managed to collect a few things.

But when I went to check out, I realized no one was actually working. Someone had just pried the door open earlier, and everyone was going in and out. I felt bad about taking the food, but I wasn’t about to let myself starve either. I slipped some cash under the register before I left just so I didn’t feel too bad about it.

You Snooze, You Lose

It was a strange event where everyone within a ten mile radius had their souls temporarily sucked out of themselves. For a few brief seconds, everyone was like spirits circling about before they could return to their own bodies.

Of course, while most people found their way back to becoming themselves, Cheng tried doing so only to discover her own body was already occupied -- and instead she was tossed into a nearby one belonging to someone else.

She was now older, overweight, and weight. She stormed down to the street and up to the body that once was hers.

“I don’t want to be stuck in your body!” She shouted, “Give me my body back!”

“I don’t know whose body that is,” Her former self shrugged, “I was a middle aged guy before all this. But, I guess, you snooze, you lose. And you lost out big time by not finding your way back inside here quick enough.”

On the Job

Jay felt like his body was slammed against the cold ground. It was actually just the effects of the mind transference, which wasn’t meant to be used in such close succession; it was his third body in less than a week.

But this was the job he had signed up for, and this would fortunately be his last swap for a while.

He could actually take his time. In fact, he had to. Three swaps in a week were hard for anyone, but four would be deadly. If he completed what he had to do with this body too quickly, he’d be killing himself. So for the first time in a while, he could actually slow down and enjoy being in his current body. And that’s exactly what he planned to do.

Repopulate

Aaron had awoken in a lab in what was obviously not his own body. There had to be a reason for it. Preservation? Escape? He couldn’t seem to remember. He was a woman -- maybe that was a clue -- maybe who was as equally as important as why.

He began to look around. From what he could tell, there were no other humans. Not in the lab...not anywhere.

And then he found the instructions about what everything in the lab did, and why he found himself in the body he was in. He was the last person left on Earth, and inside a woman’s body, he was meant to repopulate it.

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Average.

Emily was in the parking lot outside her apartment when the woman approached her. Emily didn’t know her, but she seemed to know Emily.

She spoke, “You got to help me, Emily. It’s me; it’s Brian. I sighed up for this experiment to swap bodies with a random woman. I thought I’d get a hot body that I’d use to exploit any man I wanted. Instead I got...this!”

“This is why you broke up with me?” Emily asked. Extremely skeptical of Brian’s plan. she continued, “You planned to swap bodies with a random woman and were surprised when the woman you became was remarkably average?”

“Average? But she’s flabby, and these clothes don’t fit well, and I feel uncomfortable and bloated.”

“Yeah, like I said...average.”

Patched

After plugging the cord into his neck, Kyle’s eyes glazed over again as he once again went back into the game -- it was much too addictive to be logged out for any significant amount of time or to give any concern about the major bugs in the software and hardware. The most significant of these was that the servers had lost track of the players’ brain uploads, meaning one was likely to log off into a different body than one someone logged in with.

The fact that Kyle had become a woman this time? Well, he didn’t give it a second thought. His actual body was irrelevant inside the game, so what did it matter?

Unfortunately, the next patch didn’t quite work as planned. It shut down the servers, booting everyone out and forcing them into the body of their most recent upload until service could be fixed. And then suddenly Kyle was not only deal with a new body but extreme withdrawal from the game as well.

Magic Cookie

“I have one magical cookie left,” Armand said to Li as he held the item in his hand. “Once I bite into it, I will have my final wish.”

“Then do it and wish us back into our own bodies!” Li begged him.

“I could do that...or I could wish that you believe you have always been me with no memories of being yourself. I might also wish that you like being in my body so much that you begged me to keep us this way. Or maybe when I eat this, I will wish you thought the last cookie had already been consumed. I have quite a few options,” He said as he put the cookie into his mouth.

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Disguise Self

Elowen had been skeptical in letting Trent join the party. Sure, his skills of lock picking and sleight of hand were useful, but having a trickster rogue around was becoming quite frustrating. Today, it seemed he used his limited magic to swap their bodies, and Elowen was furious.

“It’s not an actual swap,” Trent explained as he leaned up against a wall, “It’s more like we’re just disguised as each other for a bit -- just until a long rest.”

“Then let’s set up camp,” Elowen insisted.

“We just woke up! It’s in the middle of the day! Just relax and enjoy it.”

“It’s a waste of your limited magic that we could use in combat.”

“Then will stay close to the city today. What could possibly go wrong?”

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.

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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.