New Jersey (Part 2)

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Darnell waited several hours for the train to arrive. It didn’t. It made sense. After all, if everyone had swapped bodies that included the conductors and ticket takers. It was probably chaos. Meanwhile, almost everyone who had been at the station when this whole body swapping thing happened had left.

As it seemed, it looked like he’d be spending the night in this body...and in New Jersey! He hoped this big purse had a set of car keys in it, and that this woman was parked in the commuter lot -- he imagined hailing a taxi right now would be even more annoying than waiting for this train. He hoped she had some sort of ID in the purse, too; hotels probably wouldn’t be an option either.<./p>

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.”