Could Be Pretty (Part 1)

Even though she was a bit of a nerd, Josh always though Sabrina was pretty -- or at least she could be conventionally pretty if she was always wearing such dumpy clothes. It was like she was hiding herself for whatever reason.

He tried to coax her into wearing something besides baggy jeans and hoodies, but she wasn’t having it. Out of frustration she shouted, “Maybe YOU should wear something more conventionally beautiful!”

He spat just as quickly, “If I had a body as nice as yours, maybe I would!”

And that’s how they came to the agreement to swap bodies for a month -- with an option for an extension. And why Josh was now the one sitting in Sabrina’s body, wondering just exactly what he was going to choose to wear...

Retro Junk

The retro video game consoles at the yard sale for practically nothing seemed like a really good deal. The only catch was that they were all wired togther in a really strange way, so I had to buy them all and bring them home to untangle them.

My girlfriend shouted as me for buying junk, and she wasn’t listening as I told her that I could sell even one of these online for way more than I bought it for. Then the strangest thing happened; the consoles all started humming and glowing. Then that glowing engulfed both my girlfriend and I, and it caused us to swap bodies.

In our new forms, we accidentally knocked a few of the consoles off the table, shattering their cases. My girlfriend shouted at me to fix it and then went to our room to go cry. But as far as fixing it? I had no clue how they had been connected before falling to the floor; I certainly had no idea how decades old video game technology could be turned into a body swapper. I looked things over, but as far as I could figure, we were going to be stuck like this.

Fix This

Jun didn’t think it was possible that the gorgeous blonde woman heading in his direction was doing so to speak with him, yet she approached without skipping a beat. She pulled out a remote and asked, “Can you fix this?”

“What is it?” Jun asked.

“Right. You don’t remember.” She paused. “You invented it. And it turned me into a woman. I used to be your best friend, Harold.”

“I, uh, don’t know a Harold.”

“Because the remote made you forget me, just like it made you forget the remote. It also made me blonde, a woman, and -- most importantly -- kinda dumb. So, like, I can’t fix it on my own anymore, and I need your help.”

Jun shrugged. He wasn’t sure if this woman was trying to play some sort of prank on him, but he was interested in seeing where this would go...

Game On

It was my third date with Michelle. We had seen two movies together, which hadn’t really given me a good chance to talk to her, so I thought we should probably do something different. I still couldn’t tell you what I was thinking when I chose the arcade. I had always remembered liking arcades, but she instantly rolled her eyes.

About fifteen minutes in, I was having fun, but I could tell she was bored. A noticed a strange blue light coming from one of the machines, but it disappeared at almost the exact moment I saw it. In that moment, I realized how terrible the arcade was and turned to ask Michelle if she wanted to go shopping at the mall instead.

But she wasn’t there. Instead, she had picked up a gun from one of those shooting games and actually seemed to be enjoying herself. I found just getting more and more bored, and trying to focus on her instead. I realized I wasn’t even interested in her body anymore -- but her outfit. I knew it would look absolutely stupid on my male frame, but I really wanted to wear it. She paused from playing her game for a moment, gave me a smile as if she knew, and said, “We can go to the bathroom and switch if you want. I’m not comfortable wearing this either. I have no idea why I even own an outfit like this, let alone chose to wear it tonight.”

Did the Math

Alvin did the math. There was no way he was going to be able to afford retirement at this rate. He needed more time to earn more, and a new technology seemed to offer a solution -- he could simply buy a younger body to swap into. A thirty year old body would be expensive, but it would buy him decades of more time in the workforce -- enough to recoup the loss from purchasing the new body and save for retirement after that.

Of course, he tried to keep the cost of his new body as low as possible. The budget wouldn’t allow for specific selections beyond age. The head and face were extra, so he opted to keep his own.

In hindsight, he probably should’ve spent a little more for additional specifics as he was quite unhappy with the results of his purchase with the plump, feminine body he now possessed below the neck. He couldn’t even afford to try again, at least not yet. He’d be paying off this body for about ten years, then he could give it another go.