Pretend

Martin had just dropped his kid off at daycare and was alone with his thoughts for the day. He felt like a fraud. This wasn’t his life; this wasn’t his body; that wasn’t even his kid that he just dropped off. Because of the Great Shift, he had swapped into the body of a young mother, and he just didn’t have the heart to tell the kid the truth. And so he just picked up her life; he pretended to be unswapped.

He had his doubts about the woman’s husband, who was also claiming to be unswapped -- and even the kid sometimes. He thought they were both just pretending, just like him. But it’s not like he was going to be forthcoming with the truth of who he was anytime soon, so why should they? Until that point, he guessed they’d all just continue to pretend to be the family they appeared to be....

Sit. Stay. Swap.

Big

Had Mia’s butt always been this big? It couldn’t have gotten bigger since they swapped bodies, right? That would be impossible -- then again, a day ago, Grant probably would’ve said swapping bodies was impossible. He decided to brush it off as he got out of bed, telling himself that it was just his new perspective which made it appear bigger than he recalled.

Going through Mia’s wardrobe to get dressed for the day ended up being another reminder of just how big Mia’s back side was. Squeezing all of this into a pair of tight jeans felt like a bad idea, but what were his choices? A skirt? Stretchy yoga pants?

His final decision was just to meet up with Mia wearing the same sweatpants he had slept in. Maybe they could figure out a way to reverse this swap sooner rather than later...

Doing Okay (Part 2)

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I had agreed to meet the woman I swapped with at the bus stop outside the deli. There was a certain weirdness to it, because I was literally living in her apartment so she knew where I lived.

Still, I read online that there was a safety concern about meeting your former body in a public space, particularly for those now in the bodies of women. I supposed it made sense. I didn’t know anything about this woman; technically, I didn’t know if she was a one-to-one swap. The person in my old body could just be pretending, and I wouldn’t know. I suppose that was part of the whole safety aspect.

I felt good about being five minutes early. I was still feeling like I had this all figured out, and that I was completely on top of things.

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