Sunday, February 22, 2026

Flabby

Raul always knew his good genetics had helped make his consistent, regular workouts effortless. His muscles and well-toned abs were some of his proudest features. But it all went away after the Great Shift when he found himself in a new body like so many others.

Despite now being overweight and female, he vowed to continue his workouts. However, he encountered something he never experienced at the gym before: a challenge. This new body seemed exhausted from even the mildest exercise and the amount of sweat from even the simplest activities felt like he had walked outside in a downpour. Massive muscle cramps inhibited significant progress.

Calling anything “progress” felt like a joke. Breaks seemed too frequent, and it felt like he wasn’t losing any weight or gaining any muscle mass. If anything, he thought he was getting fatter! He cursed his flabby thighs, his flabby arms, and his overall flabby body!

Saturday, February 21, 2026

Subway Series

As Jerome walked up the stairs of the subway exit, he contemplated just how messed up this situation was. Everyone on that subway train had literally swapped bodies with someone else on the train. Of course, being New Yorkers, everyone tried to be completely unphased by the whole thing; however, there were obviously going to be real, lasting consequences to this.

Jerome, for instance, had swapped bodies with some bleached blonde white woman. Even the slightest movement of his body felt different and strange. He certainly couldn’t do his construction job in this body, but then he realized he had thoughts of files in an office he had never been to inside his head. He hadn’t just gotten this woman’s body, but vital pieces of knowledge too!

And it wasn’t just limited to the workplace. He could also remember things like where she got her nails done, her favorite brands of shoes, and how to properly accessorize!

Friday, February 20, 2026

Rumors

The rumors started literally days after the Great Shift; about how the government had some secret body swapping invention that they’d use to get everyone back to normal. The rumors slowly started to leak to more confirmed reports, though getting on the waitlist was nearly impossible.

My roommate hadn’t really paid much attention to the rumors. He really didn’t care; he had absolutely no desire to swap back to his original body. Anytime I watched him for any extended period, I could see why.

Yeah, sure he was a skinny, beautiful woman now -- which in itself probably didn’t hurt his motivations -- but it was his body’s ability to move in ways that didn’t even seem human that probably sealed his mind. We both assumed the body he got into was triple joined or some sort of contortionist. Even watching him stretch in the morning was fascinating; I imagine it was even more interesting for him.

Angel

Dr. Harry Phelps looked into her vacant eyes. He was set to retire tomorrow and had spent his last years in the lab creating her, despite the unethical implications of it. He knew he shouldn’t have done it, but losing his 22-year-old daughter Angel ten years ago had been hard. This brought her back, in a way...but he was regretting it.

In part was because this was just a clone of her body at the age she left this world. But there was no way to re-create her mind. And just as thought about ending it, her body twitched.“Please don’t,” She said.

Harry was taken aback as she said in shock, “How was this possible?”

The woman didn’t want to answer honestly. She was a collection of every member Harry had of his daughter from his perspective. She thought of herself as Harry for all intents and purposes, but she couldn’t tell him that, but she had no desire to be undone from existance either. So she simply smiled and said, “I’m Angel.”