Temporary

“Can’t I stop yet?” Carlos whined, “I feel like my legs are going to fall off.”

“You still have another hundred reps,” Angela informed him, “And those aren’t YOUR legs; they’re MINE...even if you are temporarily in control of them, as well as the rest of my body, thanks to this stupid body swap. I do this routine every day, so you should be able to handle it with no problems. I don’t want to get my body back all flabby and out of shape just because I let you lax on my exercise routine.” “Fine. Fine. But after this, I am so grabbing some pizza.” “NO YOU’RE NOT!”

Carlos could hear the fire in Angela’s voice. He was joking about the pizza remark, of course, but if she was forcing him to do all this exercise while swapped, he was sure going to try to mess with her a little.