Devastated

When the Great Shift hit, Eugene’s first concern was finding his own body. He made his way to where he was when right before the Shift hit. It luckily wasn’t far away. He walked feeling strange with each step as the silky shirt rubbed up against his new, more sensitive nipples and tight leather pants constricted his now flat crotch. It wasn’t long before he spotted his old body on the side of the bridge. He shouted to stop and started to run as fast as he could with the heels now upon his feet, but he couldn’t make it in time. Whoever ended up in his body decided to end it all by throwing themselves off the bridge. Eugene could only stand there devastated knowing that he’d never see his old self again.