PLEASE!

“Okay, Hank,” Jenny explained, “I’m going to take the tape off your mouth, but you need to promise not to scream when I do so.”

Of course, as soon as Jenny removed the tape, Hank screamed. She quickly replaced the tape.

Jenny sighed, “I know you think this whole body swap thing is my fault, but I promise you it’s not. I didn’t do anything. I’m just as lost as you are. However, when you started screaming and yelling and making me look like some sort of weirdo, I had to do something. Hence the ropes on your hands and tape on your mouth. Now, will you PLEASE calm down so that we can talk about this calmly? So that we can figure out what to do next.”

Hank nodded. Jenny was a little hesitant to remove the tape from his mouth again. She did so slowly, but of course, once again, he simply started to scream for help.

Jenny had no choice. She put the tape back on again.

Street

It did seem a little odd to Ben at first for him to see someone on the street that looked remarkably like himself. The guy had the same height, haircut, build, even his clothes looked quite similar to what Ben had put on that morning. After a few minutes of just sort of staring and stalking, Ben finally decided to go over and tap the guy to start up a conversation. Ben jumped a few feet back and his jaw dropped. This guy’s face even looked like his own! And when he spoke, it was uncanny.

“Why do you look exactly like me?” The other guy asked.

“Whoa, dude,” Ben finally spoke up, “That’s...that’s...”

Ben noticed something wasn’t quite right with his own voice. It sounded off. He tried clearing his throat by coughing. As he did so, he reached his hand to cover his mouth, but he noticed something even more strange. His fingernails were painted...and his fingers looked more feminine. Suddenly, all the pieces were coming together in his mind. He wasn’t looking at someone that looked like him; he was looking at someone he had just swapped bodies with! And based on the information he now had; it appears he swapped with a woman!

Magic Camera

Vacations had taken an interesting twist for Nathan ever since he found the magic camera. When he visited a foreign country, he no longer had to do so as a tourist. When he would land, he’d simply set the timer on the camera and then snap a picture of one of the locals. His body would instantly transform into an exact duplicate of whoever he took a picture of. In all honesty, snapping a photo of a woman on his latest trip was a bit of an accident, but he had to admit that he had more fun on this trip than any vacation he could remember. Maybe he would try to be a woman a little more often.

Trouble

Jeremy couldn’t swerve out of the way fast enough. When the Great Shift struck, he found himself in the body of a woman behind the wheel of a car. It wasn’t just any body he hit; it was the one that had been his own until just a few seconds ago. He got out of the car to survey the damage. He couldn’t seem to help the feminine sway of his new body; it was hard for him to ignore it. And then there was his old body. There was no way he was going to be able to save it; even if an ambulance came immediately, which didn’t seem very likely amidst the chaos of the Shift. He wondered how much trouble he’d get in. Considering the massive number of accidents nearby, he couldn’t imagine it would be too bad. Plus, how could he even be held responsible losing control as a result of being thrust into a new body?

Anything He Wanted

It happened without warning and without any explanation. A sudden flash of light, and Lenny was no longer in his own living room, but inside of one with a remarkably similar layout. And, for that matter, he was no longer inside his own body either; he was inside the body of a woman! A quick look in the mirror and he found that he was actually in the body of the woman who lived downstairs from him. He had seen her in the hall, but he never actually talked to him. Looking down, he decided this was the absolute worst way to break the ice, but what choice did he have. He went up to his own apartment, knocked on the door, and waited. Quite oddly, no one answered. She must’ve been home; after all, he had been home when they swapped. Why wasn’t she answering? He simply gave up and headed downstairs. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. If she couldn’t bring herself to do the most basic thing of answering the door, then maybe that just gave him permission to do anything he wanted..