The Fog (Part 2)

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We only calmed down once the clerk banged on our door to tell us we were disturbing the other guests. We tried to be a little quieter after that. We each prodded our own bodies for a while out of sheer curiosity, and then we reached out for each other. I felt an exciting energy as I touched Mack’s body, and he did the same as we both pulled back instantly. Then we decided to get some sleep and deal with the car in the morning.

As I laid there, sleep wasn’t coming. There was too much on my mind. After a long time, I finally said aloud, “I may be a girl now, but I think I still LIKE girls. I’m a lesbian.”

The room was silent for what felt like an eternity before Mack finally spoke, “Me too.”

I suppose I took a long time when thinking of what to say next as well. Finally, I blurted out, “Should we do lesbian stuff together?”

“Maybe if we’re stuck like this?” Mack replied, “It’ll be awkward if we do that tonight, and we find ourselves back to normal tomorrow.”

“If we find ourselves back to normal tomorrow, I have a feeling we’ll have a very suspicious hotel clerk asking questions about two missing girls.”

“Exactly. We’ll have enough problems. No need to add more to think about...”

Therapy

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“What exactly is this supposed to accomplish?” A very confused Kevin asked from inside the body of his therapist, Dr. Helen Lee.

“When you first started these sessions, I explained my methods were unconventional.” Dr. Lee explained, “You agreed to these methods; I have your signed waiver. Over the past few weeks, it is clear you have a huge problem with women to the point of rather extreme misogyny. Spending a week on the other side of the gender fence is bound to do you some good. My schedule is cleared, so you need not worry about that.”

“I’m not. I mean...how do I put this...why YOU? I’m guessing you could’ve swapped me with one of your patients or something. But instead I’m in your old and unattractive body...uh, no offense.”

“Look, Kevin, maybe the first lesson you need to learn about is how women view themselves. Perhaps what you feel about yourself right now isn’t uncommon. Explore these feelings. I hope you explore the full range of emotions you may feel over the next week.”

“No. We need to swap back. You can’t be serious about leaving us like this for an entire week!”

At the Party

A sudden hush came over the party all at once before it turned to murmurs. Everyone was talking about the fact that they had all seemed to have swapped bodies with one another. Vincent could tell that this was obvious based on his new body. It wasn’t just the sensations of suddenly becoming a woman; it was the fact that he was sure many of his new body parts were artificial. He could feel the lips that he was sure puffed up with collagen. His nails were clearly acrylic. A good amount of this body was likely silicon and botox as well.

And it didn’t take long for the owner’s original body to find him. She was now stuck in the body of a stout, balding man. Vincent was taken aback by how tall he must be looking down on the woman inside the unknown man’s body. She demanded they swap back, but Vincent -- nor anyone else -- had any idea how this even happened. And not only that, even if they could swap again, he would demand they find his body as well. After all, despite not wanting to be a woman, he wanted to be in the body she was in at the current juncture even less! Though he once again emphasized that swapping again didn’t seem very possible. They were all stuck like this!

Shaken to the Core

Steven looked down at his hands and began to shake in fear. Why were his nailed painted? Why were his hands so delicate and feminine? What was going on? The horror of the Great Shift was sinking in as his eyes followed up his arms to see the sleeves of a soft dress. Long hair cascaded over his chest in the v-neck of the dress. He could taste the lipstick on his lips and feel the earrings dangling from his ears. He was in the body of some woman!

The Latest Tech

While the tech conference was a who’s who of the most cutting edge companies showcasing the latest devices with flashy branding, the talk soon focused on two booths set up in the middle of the room. There no names or logo on them, and no representative was nearby to explain them. Many people passing by thought they might just be a place to take a break, yet very few were willing to sit in them “just in case” they were for some sort of presentation..

Finally, after several hours, Angela decided to sit down in one of the booths. She had been on her feet since 8AM demonstrating her company’s latest AI to a bunch of guys who had more interest in checking out her body than the software she was displaying. She just needed a break from standing in her heels for a minute, and the booth’s seats were so close.

Meanwhile, Josh had just arrived at the conference after a three hour meeting where he found out he had lost out on a five million dollar deal for the cybersecurity company where he worked in sales. He wasn’t even considering how and why these things were in the middleof the conference floor. He just sat down.

And then strange things happened. The two booths lit up. It was just a glow at first, then it was a flash. The next thing Josh noticed was that he now was wearing a short skirt with bare legs and heels. He was someone else; a woman, in fact! But more importantly, he felt like he escaped from his failure.

At the same time, while Angela certainly wasn’t happy about how she was treated as a woman in tech, but turning into a guy? She was horrified! This had to be a bad dream or some sort of virtual reality, right? It couldn’t actually be real...could it?