Wedding Guest (Part 2)

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With all the chaos the night of the wedding, Jason didn’t get the name of the woman he swapped with. He quietly went back to the hotel he was staying at. He slept in the cocktail dress, which was uncomfortable and kept him up. But the real problem happened the next morning. He tried to change into some of his male clothing, but couldn’t get the pants over his butt, his large breasts made it impossible to button his shirts. He reluctant continued to wear the cocktail dress and called his sister. She was distraught and didn’t want to talk, so he spoke to her new husband (who had swapped with the maid of honor). He connected Jason with his friend and his date. Her name was Lucia, and she seemed nice enough when she agreed to bring over some clothes. Unfortunately, everything about her style flaunted her sexuality. She mostly wore dresses with plunging neck lines. The only pair of pants she had were leather ones. The only shoes she had were heels. Jason felt her outfits were only moderately better than the cocktail dress, but at least they were clean. But after twenty four hours or so, the strangest thing began to happen -- Jason started to feel comfortable like this. This body stopped feeling strange and began to feel more natural. He wondered if others affected by the Shift were starting to feel the same way.

Wedding Guest

Jason understood why everyone was focused on his sister. After all, today was her wedding day. When the Great Shift struck in the middle of the reception, people were concerned with how the new bride was coping -- especially considering she swapped into the body of their father. But the Shift didn’t just affect her, everyone there was also now in a new body! Jason, for instance, stood nervously and quietly by the side of the room. He swapped with the date of one of the groom’s friends. Her figure seemed to practically defy gravity in this tight dress, and now this figure was now Jason’s. He kept looking down, still not used to what he saw. He realized he didn’t even know her name -- something he should probably try to figure out before the end of the night. But he didn’t want to insert himself into the commotion. He just stayed a wallflower, occasionally looking down, and still being surprised by the view each time. He wasn’t sure he was ever going to get used to this...

No Refunds. No Exchanges.

Edgar took a look back at his wife. Coming to Exchange Island for a week had been her idea. Now he was in the body of a young Asian woman, and she was in the body of an elderly, mute, wheelchair-bound man. She had no way of communicating with him, he just guessed she wanted him to have a good time. He wheeled her down to poolside to let her enjoy the view as he went swimming. As he turned to walk away, he swore he saw her grin as she checked out his ass. He felt bad for her, but there was nothing he could do until their time was up. The rules of the island were clear -- the body you got for the duration of your trip was it. There were no refunds and no exchanges. But he still couldn’t help but think it very unfair that his wife couldn’t enjoy this vacation as much as he would...

The Middle of Nowhere

“I told you this view looks gorgeous,” Allan sighed as he leaned his head back.

“It feels pretty gorgeous, too,” Chuck added, “It’s too bad we have to give these bodies back in 24 hours.”

“Do we?”

“Yeah, that’s when the magic spells expires, and we have to meet back up with our girlfriends to swap back.”

“Oh, it doesn’t expire,” Allan grinned, “If we don’t swap back within 24 hours, it just means we’re stuck in each other’s bodies forever.”

“So if we don’t meet up with them, we’ll be in Angela and Marcie’s bodies permanently?”

“Uh-huh. And we also happen to be miles away from civilization at the moment. If we camp out and stay here, there’s no way anyone would find us for a week.”

“I think I can stand a night out here. They better not find us. I don’t want to swap back either.”

By Monday

“What the hell?” Robert exclaimed softly in shock as he fell back into a chair and pulled a long strand of hair from the side of his head.

“I need a favor,” His roommate Todd asked, “I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend Allie for me for a bit.”

“Dude, maybe you should’ve asked for the favor BEFORE you turned me into a copy of her? This is unbelievable.”

“I couldn’t risk you saying no.”

“Yeah, well, now I am going to say no. This is insane.”

“You can’t. You don’t even have to talk to me. She just needs to be...well, around...for the next few days. And since you have nowhere else to go....you’ll be here and be her. It’l work out. You’ll be yourself by Monday.”