The Elevator (Part 2)

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I rushed down the bottom floor where I waited very impatiently in the lobby. I made sure to get a view of every group of people coming out of the elevators and kept an eye on the stairs as well. The creep who stole my girlfriend’s body and left me stuck in the body of this businesswoman must’ve been hoping to wait me out on the many floors above. As the hours passed, the businesswoman’s cellphone was going off with calls and texts. Her work was furious she hadn’t shown up yet, but I presumed the woman would rather be fired than potentially be stuck in the wrong body forever, so I ignored them.

It was almost 5 o’clock before I finally saw him coming out the elevator in my girlfriend’s body. I grabbed his arm, demanding he swap us back to normal. He shrugged, saying our original bodies were nowhere around to be swapped back into. I almost gave up and let him go in that moment. But I made an alternate demand. He and I would go back into the elevator. He would swap bodies with me and show me how to do it. Then he’d be the one in this businesswoman’s body, and I’d be my girlfriend. It wouldn’t be ideal, but at least I could keep her body safe and prevent this guy from doing anything weird to it. He tried to resist. But I insisted, and ultimately he agreed. And so we headed back into the elevator together.

Funeral Prayer (Part 3)

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As the months passed, I got used to being called Simone and living Simone’s life. Heck, for all intents and purposes, I was Simone now, and I was at peace with that. I used to go visit Luke’s grave with the hopes that somehow I would swap back to my original body, but now I mostly just went out of habit. Luke, in his grandfather’s body, would come along sometimes as well -- though he admitted it was tough due to his old age at times. But he also told me he didn’t mind being old, and he was on bonus time anyway, considering he should technically already be dead.

On one graveyard visit, Luke asked me to marry him. I shot him a look. He quickly explained it wasn’t about love or anything like that, but merely transactional. Luke’s grandfather had quite a bit of money and Luke had been the hopeful heir. That was all off the table now. Through marriage he could pass it off to me, a friend, someone he trusted, tax free. Plus, I could quit my job, and we could just live together and play video games all the time or whatever.

I had to admit that it sounded like a pretty good plan.

Medieval Times

Lord Nigel York was baffled for months as to how his maid, Caroline, had managed to steal his body while placing him into hers. He had been forced to live her life as a servant, preparing meals, cleaning, and sleeping on the floor of the help’s quarters. She must’ve been having the time of her life going on a fox hunt, enjoying a good joust, or even the simple pleasure of sharing the bed with his wife.

But one day, a pestering boy from a neighbor’s popped into the kitchen to ask “if it worked.” Nigel quickly guessed the boy was talking about the body swap and got him to explain all about the wizard, the potion, and the process for mixing it with food.

Sneaking away to get to the wizard was difficult, but Nigel managed to do so and even got to slip some into nightly meal. He looked at the bowl, quite pleased with himself.

He served the bowl to his former body, hoping it would once again trigger the swap back to his own body that night. However, in his horror Nigel watched as Caroline passed the soup to his wife. There was nothing more he could do. His wife would wake up in Caroline’s body tomorrow, and he would be inside the body of his own wife.

A Better Mom

Everyone in the neighborhood knew the kid in the house living next to me was weird, but few truly appreciated just how weird he was. I didn’t myself until I got a knock at my door at 2PM one Saturday. His mom was in tears and the 10-year-old brat just stood there with a scowl on his face.

“Please, leave Mr. Weiss alone,” The mom begged.

Her pleas went unanswered as the kid started speaking in Latin or something, mist swirled around us, and the next thing I knew I was looking at myself.

“Now, take me to the arcade, MOM, now. You’re a fun mom now, right?” The kid was talking to me for some reason, and it took me a second to realize why. He had swapped me into his mom’s body. Considering the power this kid had, I decided best not to piss him off and agreed to take him.

I just sort of stood there and watched him, feeling awkward being a middle aged mom instead of a 20-something year old guy. I let him play until the arcade closed and even let him have ice cream for dinner.

I had hoped being nice would convince him to give me my body back. Instead, he told me I was a way better mom than his own mom had ever been, and he was going to keep me like this.

Present (Part 2)

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Ever since Christmas Miles would wake up and check out his new body. Then he’d look over at the gross, snoring man sharing his bed, and he’d want to vomit. He’d make lunch fo the two little girls and drive them to school. He felt like he probably should’ve felt something toward them, but he just didn’t; he simply found them to be annoying. But he made sure his passport was up to date, he shifted some mone in the family’s finances, and then he booked a cheap flgith and waited.

Then one day, after dropping the girls off for school, he drove to the airport. Within a few hours, he was on an exotic island. He hadn’t bought a return ticket; he didn’t bring his phone; he was just making a clean break and starting a new life here. But, he could enjoy the beach first. He marveled how good his body looked in the swimsuit and he began to smile and flirt with single guys on the beach. He never felt bad for the family he left behind; he never felt like they were his family at all to begin with.