The Right Fit

Ron didn’t complain one bit about the person he swapped with upon landing on Exchange Island. However, there was one thing that did bother him about it--her wardrobe. None of the clothes she had brought with her seemed to fit quite right. He couldn’t seem to clasp the bras around his chest and the pants were all way too tight, if he was able to get them on at all. Then there was the matter of the swimsuits. He was sure he was going to bust out of this thing. Surely, there had to be a clasp or something, but even if there was, he couldn’t imagine it would be possible to join the two ends. He just ended up hoping for the best as he headed down to the beach, constantly trying to tug the two sides of the suit together. He felt really awkward, but at the same time, he also felt very sexy.