Too Much

Mi Su didn’t imagine the Great Shift would be so sobering, both literally and figuratively. She had been an idol for a few years now, and the stress and anxiety had lead to drinking and drugs. After a seventh straight night of performances, she had hit the substances hard. Now she was looking down at her own body passed out on the couch. She checked the pulse to make sure her body was still alive, though she couldn’t get it wake up.

She considered her own situation now. She inside the body of one of the venue’s janitors -- male, late 30s or so, starting to bald with the start of slight gut. But her mind was clearer than it had been for longer than she could remember. She knew she couldn’t continue her idol career in a body like this, but she didn’t mind.

But she felt bad for whoever was inside her body now. They’d be pressured to continue her career, and all the stress that went along with it. They’d likely inherit all the problems with substances she had caused as well. It didn’t seem fair.

The Punk and the Librarian

Nancy had been nervous when she swapped bodies with Lars. She was a quiet librarian; he was a punk. Even agreeing to meet up the next day had her worried about what he would do to her body over the course of a few hours.

But when Nancy arrived at the library, she had to admit that she was surprised to find Lars with his nose already in a book -- even if he was dressed a little more provocatively than she ever would have.

But as they spoke, Nancy had to admit that despite his outwardly punk nature, Lars was kind and thoughtful and courteous. She was quite convinced that dressing out-of-character was probably the absolute worst thing he would do while in her body. She hated to admit that she had been the type of person to judge a book by its cover...

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Bossy

“It’s not easy, is it, Lewis?” Nancy said, not even looking the recent hire in the eye.

“I’m sorry, okay?” Lewis pleaded, “I thought the boss just a Boomer that sits in an office telling everyone else what to do! I had no idea your job was actually hard!”

“I’m actually an Elder Millennial.”

“Whatever! Just can we PLEASE swap back!? I don’t want to be the boss anymore! I certainly don’t want to be old! And being perimenopausal is no fun either! I’m sorry! What else do I have to say!?”

“I’m just thinking how long I’m going to keep us swapped for. A week? A month? It’s totally up to me...oh, and maybe think of this time as a lesson about what it really means to be in charge.”

Vampire

Ken had known Bill for a number of years now. He thought they were friends. Bill was just biding his time. It was a typical night of drinking, and Ken had a bit too much. With the bathrooms crowded, Bill saw and opportunity when Ken said he was going to go outside to pee in the alleyway.

Bill joined him, and Ken never expected what happened next. Was Bill kissing his neck? Why did it hurt? Why did he feel so weak?

Ken didn’t even have the energy to stop his friend. He just sort of slurred, “I’m not homophobic, Dude, and I’m flattered that you’re into me, but I’m not gay. I’m just not.”

But Bill wasn’t gay. He was a unique type of vampire -- sucking out Ken’s masculinity and sexuality. After Ken had drained himself, Bill was draining him as well -- turning Ken into an asexual woman with Bill consuming Ken’s masculine, straight energy for himself. Ken would pass out in the alley, not realizing the change until morning.