“The Swapper” didn’t seem like much of a ride. With the tagline “Get Swapped,” it appeared to be little more than a small booth in the amusement park. But people came out looking so refreshed that Nathan assumed the ride must just be underground or something, and that prospect seemed a little bit better than another long wait in the hot sun for a roller coaster right now.
As it turned out, there really wasn’t much more than the booth itself. Nathan entered and was squirted with some sort of weird goo. That part actually was refreshing. The goo was in sharp contrast to the summer temperature, and he felt goose bumps on his skin. But that feeling began spreading; soon his whole body was tingling. It wasn’t just tingling, it was changing.
And, sure enough, Nathan had left The Swapper as a completely different person from the one who entered. He could feel the weight of long hair on his head and a new weight on his chest. He pulled out his phone to look at himself, seeing a woman looking back. He should probably be freaking out, but all he could think was how fun the ride had been.



