Item

Picking up the strange item up off the floor, it began to transform Brian almost instantly. He quickly became slender, his hair grew out, his form changed. Then he felt the burning in his hand, and it dropped to the floor. He reached down to pick it up again, but it had vanished -- but he was forever changed.

Of course “he” wasn’t exactly a he anymore after the magic item had transformed him. Going from a portly man to a beautiful woman wasn’t exactly something he thought would happen to him today -- and he had no idea how to navigate a completely new identity -- but it was certainly a twist in his day.

Cooler

“Oh, thank God! Jake! I’ve been looking all over for you! But I think you’ve been skipping your classes, and they don’t let you into the dorms without a Student ID!”

Jake was a little put off by the woman who had approached him at the bar. She had to be like 50 years old and rambling in some sort of crazy manner.

“I’m sorry,” Jake asked, “Do I know you?”

“It’s me!” The woman replied, “Your roommate! Max! This woman stole my body, like, three days ago!”

It seemed crazy, but Jake had noticed Max had been acting different these last few days. That being said, it’s not like he felt it was for the worse. The new Max actually seemed cooler, and what did Jake even know about helping someone with a body swapping problem anyway?

At the Door

The doorbell rang in the apartment, then it rang again. When it rang a third time, Shannon finally checked to see who was there. It was her. Or rather, it was the body she used to have. But it didn’t make any sense. When she had stolen Peter’s body, she had removed every memory of who he once was. There was no way he could remember he slightest notion of ever being Peter, let alone a detail like where he used to live.

“I know you’re home,” Shannon heard her own voice say from the other side of the door. “I’m not leaving. You owe me answers.”

Shannon looked back out the peephole again. Her former body looked exhausted. Whatever Peter had done to regain his memory likely wore him out. But she was still too afraid to answer the door, and certainly too afraid to answer for what she had done.

INT 5

Eldric still couldn’t believe he had fallen victim to another wizard’s spell in battle. Luckily, the fighter in his party dispatched of the foe in short haste after that, but Eldric was dealing with the results of the curse that had turned him into a blonde bimbo.

The fact that the curse had made him female didn’t bother him in the slightest. He knew women in the realms were just as versed in every facet of skill as the men. It was the fact that the curse had also dropped his INT down to 5 that was giving him concern.

Intelligence was the most important skill for a wizard, and even things like remembering his own name were often a challenge. Reading was out of the question. And casting spells? Well, he tried, but remembering those big words right was even more difficult than remembering his own name. He hoped the rest of his party could find a way to break this curse!

New Look

Tammy would not have been my first choice as someone to swap bodies with -- heck, if I had my choice I wouldn’t have swapped bodies at all -- but that’s not how the Great Shift worked. It was random; it was chaos; it did not care your preference or choice; it just swapped you. And that’s how I went from tech bro to hippie chick.

Okay, technically I still considered myself a tech bro; I just happened to look like a hippie chick still because I had been stuck wearing Tammy’s clothes. But I hoped that would change today.

The town had organized a big swap meet today where people could just put out things that they no longer wanted or didn’t fit -- which, as you can imagine, was quite extensive post-Shift. I hoped to find a new look for this body.