She Swapped Bodies with a College Student

Is it Stealing?

“Is it really stealing?” Lucas asked while sticking his head out the van’s window. “Think about it: We’re stuck in these bodies in the middle of nowhere, the only thing around is this van, the keys are in the ignition...the van has to belong to these bodies, right?”

Gwen was less sure. She hated this whole situation. She hated that she was in the wrong body, a guy’s body. She hated that Lucas was in the wrong body, a woman’s body. Technically, she didn’t even know if the person in that body was really Lucas. They just nodded when Gwen had asked. She hated the idea of just taking this van to get back to civilization. But then again, did she have a better idea to figure out what the heck was going on? No. Not in the slightest.

Oddity

Trying to think about the past few days was a lot for Malcolm to consider. It started with his body being stolen by a cab driver with a magic taxi -- which sounds insane enough -- but then he learned he’d have to steal someone else’s body in the exact same way.

And that’s how he ended up in her body. He didn’t know her name. She didn’t have a purse or any identification. She paid in cash with the typical $50 tip as he stole her body.

But now that he was her? He was at a loss! She had asked to come here, but why? Why had she paid with cash with seemingly nothing else on her? Not even a phone, which was quite the oddity these days...

Apart-Together

We went back to my apartment, and he leaned against the wall with a confident, masculine swagger. It was weird seeing my body move like that, but that was just the situation we were dealing with.

“So this is where I’m going to be staying for a while?” He asked.

I hadn’t really thought about it. He had my body; he’d be wearing my clothes; he’d need my feminine necessities. It all made sense, but the idea of leaving the random guy I swapped bodies with at the gym alone in my apartment still made me uncomfortable.

“Maybe I could pack a day bag from some things at your place, and we could stay here together?” I suggested.

“Whatever floats your boat,” He replied in an almost too casual tone.

It was already so weird; I had a feeling it was going to get weirder.

Quiet

When Jonah wished he could become a woman, this wasn’t exactly what he had in mind. He thought he’d become a wild, sexy woman -- not a quiet and reserved librarian. He often tried to be a bit more extroverted, but was it didn’t last long before he was forced to retreat due to the overwhelmingly shy nature of this body.

He realized he didn’t mind it. He was still a woman at the end of the day, and that was the most important piece of all this. Having a steady job with a lot of peaceful moments was also a pretty good thing. He could slip away for a bit, and no one would even notice he was gone.

He was still not entirely sure how it had happened. This whole identity just seemed to appear out of nowhere after he became her. But he still loved every minute.