Friend

Brittany and I had been friends since childhood, even as I became a jock and she became a dork. It didn’t even change in college -- where I got in through an athletic scholarship and she just had the grades.

I knew it was social suicide to hang out with her, but we did anyway. Though I really put my foot in my mouth when I told her that she might actually be hot if she actually tried.

Then the body swap happened.

I don’t know if it was some sort of cosmic revenge or maybe the gods heard what I said or maybe it was just bad timing. But I was Brittany now. And it turns out being hot wasn’t exactly as easy for women as I thought. Putting off the girlie stuff like makeup and dresses, I thought I could at least get Brittany’s body in better shape, but nothing I do seemed to improve her physique. I don’t know if her asthma was limiting me or her genetics, but I really felt like I was learning a lesson in the hardest possible way.

Annoying

Zain was furious. His sister Yuni had arrived at his apartment quite unexpectedly for a two week visit. That alone enraged him, resulting in an argument almost immediately -- which somehow triggered some sort of magical body swap between them.

It made sense to pretend to act like each other while they searched for a way to swap back, but in the chaos of the swap, Zain had forgotten the fact that his girlfriend was coming over.

Watching Yuni in his body make out with his girlfriend was infuriating! Sure, he would do that sort of thing all the time, but not while Yuni was in the room! He wasn’t quite sure how to break it up without explaining how mad he was getting. Then it hit him, he couldn’t get them to stop by explaining how he was really Zain, but he could get them to stop by acting like Yuni! He just had to figure out just the right annoying way to act...

Not the Same

Friends kept commenting that Jacquie and Chris hadn’t quite seemed the same as they used to be. It had been going on for months, and everyone was worried something might be wrong in the couple’s relationship. In a way, there was -- but it wasn’t going to break them up any time soon.

But neither Jacquie nor Chris wanted to explain how they had swapped bodies with each other. Technically, they were both acting mostly like themselves, just doing it from the wrong body threw everyone off.

And they continued to stay together as they hoped to find a way to switch back. Breaking up seemed like it would just complicate those efforts -- though they had both talked about it and seriously considered it. However, for the time being, they just tried their best to continue on as each other...

When

I had known every since I was a kid that I was trans -- that I wanted to be a woman -- but the prospect of going through the transition scared me. I never had the courage. But then when I hit my 20s, they developed body swapping tech. Switching bodies with a woman who wanted to be a man felt like cheating -- at least at first.

You don’t swap with the body of your dreams. It still took me a lot of work after the swap to change myself into the woman I wanted to be -- the kind that was a little eccentric and fun an quirky. But I eventually got there.

Today was the first day a guy came up to me to ask me out (while complmenting my hairstyle, I might add). I wanted to be bold and proud, but I just sort shyly nodded in acceptance as I put his number into my phone instead.

Then the thought still hit me hard. Was I obliged to tell him about the body swap? Who I had been before? Was it really any of his business? I mean, it wasn’t yet, right? But maybe at some point?

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