PLEASE!

“Okay, Hank,” Jenny explained, “I’m going to take the tape off your mouth, but you need to promise not to scream when I do so.”

Of course, as soon as Jenny removed the tape, Hank screamed. She quickly replaced the tape.

Jenny sighed, “I know you think this whole body swap thing is my fault, but I promise you it’s not. I didn’t do anything. I’m just as lost as you are. However, when you started screaming and yelling and making me look like some sort of weirdo, I had to do something. Hence the ropes on your hands and tape on your mouth. Now, will you PLEASE calm down so that we can talk about this calmly? So that we can figure out what to do next.”

Hank nodded. Jenny was a little hesitant to remove the tape from his mouth again. She did so slowly, but of course, once again, he simply started to scream for help.

Jenny had no choice. She put the tape back on again.

Street

It did seem a little odd to Ben at first for him to see someone on the street that looked remarkably like himself. The guy had the same height, haircut, build, even his clothes looked quite similar to what Ben had put on that morning. After a few minutes of just sort of staring and stalking, Ben finally decided to go over and tap the guy to start up a conversation. Ben jumped a few feet back and his jaw dropped. This guy’s face even looked like his own! And when he spoke, it was uncanny.

“Why do you look exactly like me?” The other guy asked.

“Whoa, dude,” Ben finally spoke up, “That’s...that’s...”

Ben noticed something wasn’t quite right with his own voice. It sounded off. He tried clearing his throat by coughing. As he did so, he reached his hand to cover his mouth, but he noticed something even more strange. His fingernails were painted...and his fingers looked more feminine. Suddenly, all the pieces were coming together in his mind. He wasn’t looking at someone that looked like him; he was looking at someone he had just swapped bodies with! And based on the information he now had; it appears he swapped with a woman!

Magic Camera

Vacations had taken an interesting twist for Nathan ever since he found the magic camera. When he visited a foreign country, he no longer had to do so as a tourist. When he would land, he’d simply set the timer on the camera and then snap a picture of one of the locals. His body would instantly transform into an exact duplicate of whoever he took a picture of. In all honesty, snapping a photo of a woman on his latest trip was a bit of an accident, but he had to admit that he had more fun on this trip than any vacation he could remember. Maybe he would try to be a woman a little more often.

Trouble

Jeremy couldn’t swerve out of the way fast enough. When the Great Shift struck, he found himself in the body of a woman behind the wheel of a car. It wasn’t just any body he hit; it was the one that had been his own until just a few seconds ago. He got out of the car to survey the damage. He couldn’t seem to help the feminine sway of his new body; it was hard for him to ignore it. And then there was his old body. There was no way he was going to be able to save it; even if an ambulance came immediately, which didn’t seem very likely amidst the chaos of the Shift. He wondered how much trouble he’d get in. Considering the massive number of accidents nearby, he couldn’t imagine it would be too bad. Plus, how could he even be held responsible losing control as a result of being thrust into a new body?

Anything He Wanted

It happened without warning and without any explanation. A sudden flash of light, and Lenny was no longer in his own living room, but inside of one with a remarkably similar layout. And, for that matter, he was no longer inside his own body either; he was inside the body of a woman! A quick look in the mirror and he found that he was actually in the body of the woman who lived downstairs from him. He had seen her in the hall, but he never actually talked to him. Looking down, he decided this was the absolute worst way to break the ice, but what choice did he have. He went up to his own apartment, knocked on the door, and waited. Quite oddly, no one answered. She must’ve been home; after all, he had been home when they swapped. Why wasn’t she answering? He simply gave up and headed downstairs. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad. If she couldn’t bring herself to do the most basic thing of answering the door, then maybe that just gave him permission to do anything he wanted..

Successful (Part 2)

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Nolan continued to work tirelessly over the next few days. He was pretty sure he worked through the flaws from his first test, and while he wasn’t able to shrink the device any, he was able to connect the controls to his computer upstairs. If he connected to the internet, he could theoretically swap two people anywhere in the world while all the processing took place down here. The joys of brushing away limitations aside, he still needed to solve the problem of figuring out where exactly his neighbor’s brain went when he swapped into her body. It certainly didn’t go into his now lifeless body. That would seem to be the next step at this point...

Successful

Nolan was pretty proud of himself. After all, he had just invented and performed the first successful test of the the world’s first body swapping machine...well, semi-successful. While his own mind was presently inhabiting the body of his neighbor Marcie, his own body was upstairs on the bed in a coma. He’d keep tinkering to try to solve that problem, and to also try to reduce the size of the machine. Right now, the thing took up a good part of his basement. He thought about the idea of making it portable, but the hardware was just too big right now...

In the Way

When James first landed on Exchange Island, he was pretty excited to swap with a woman who had enormous breasts. He imagined how much fun every single second of this vacation was going to be with these giant things to play with anytime.

After about an hour, he was already sick of them. To begin with, they were just plain heavy; it was a pain to lug them around everywhere. Further, because of this, his back was constantly hurting. And finally, they just got in the way. It didn’t seem to matter what he tried to do, whether that be eating or swimming or whatever, those darn breasts were just there, blocking his path.

It was going to be a long two weeks.

Cheap Vacation (Part 2)

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Brian and Luke didn’t exactly know much about being flight attendants. They just sort of winged it by wheeling the beverage and snack carts out from time to time. Of course, they snuck a few shots of whiskey and vodka from the beverage cart and found their borrowed bodies couldn’t quite handle as much alcohol as the ones they were used to. It wasn’t long before they ditched the carts and headed back to the flight attendant area in the back of the plane.

They began to hit on each other and fool around a little.

“I wish I had my dick right now,” Brian so slurred, “Then I’d so do you.”

“Same here. I wish I had mine as well,” Luke slurred back.

“But if we...if we both had it...then how could we? How would that work?”

“If we both had it; we wouldn’t be hot chicks. We wouldn’t want to.”

Luke and Brian thought they were being discreet with their pillow talk, but in their drunken state, they were actually yelling at each loud enough for the entire plane to hear...

Cheap Vacation

Flights to Europe? Hawaii? The Caribbean? They were all too expensive for Brian and Luke, but the two roommates were still very eager to go on vacation. After a failed attempt to find a great deal on plane tickets online, Luke stumbled onto another site. It seemed like a long shot, but a body swapping spell for twenty bucks didn’t seem like a bad idea. When it arrived in the mail a few days later, Brian actually laughed out loud when Luke told him about it. But Luke shrugged it off. What if they at least tried it? They could swap with those women who lived down the hall; they were flight attendants, and flight attendants fly for free. Brian didn’t want to be in the body of a woman, but he didn’t expect the spell to actually work; he told Luke to go for it.

The next thing Brian knew, he was regretting his decision. He was suddenly on a plane, wearing a red skirt, and greeting people coming on. Sure enough, he and Luke had swapped with their neighbors, who were already working their shift. Luke had grabbed a candy bar from the snack cart and was already acting silly as he greeted people. Brian looked off to the distance and was a bit more aloof.

“Where do you think we’re heading?” Brian asked.

“We just keep flying until we get somewhere good,” Luke replied.

Comfortable

Victor was pretty thankful that when the Great Shift struck, he ended up swapping with someone who was at home. It was a little awkward that he was now dressed in a silk blouse, short skirt, pantyhose, and high heels. Of course, with her closet a few feet away, Victor was able to change into a cotton top and some sweatpants. But he really didn’t know what his next steps were. He sat on the floor and turned on the television. He smiled when he realized that he wasn’t the only one who was swapped, but then he realized that if this was as far reaching and widespread as they said, it would be a very long time before they could fix it...if they could fix it. Not that he cared or minded; he was comfortable in this body right where he was.

Apologies

It had been a long three days for Marc since he agreed to let Julia use the Medallion of Zulu to switch bodies with him. She had been elusive about swapping back until she finally agreed to meet him at a bench in the park. However, instead of finding his own body sitting there, Marc saw a pair of headphones attached to an old iPod. He looked at the device to find a single track entitled “Apology to Marc.” Then he put on the earphones and hit play. Julia’s voice -- her original voice -- his present voice spoke. It started with her saying “I’m sorry” about ten times, then she explained that it had been her plan even before they swapped to steal Marc’s body. She never had any intentions of giving it back. It was all a little surprising for Marc. He never would’ve expected Julia wanting to be a man or him -- at least not forever. Even when she presented the medallion to him, she really had him convinced it was just curiosity, that she’d want to return as much as he would. But now here he sat in Julia’s body; what would now be his body -- unless -- the final part of the recording gave Marc instructions on where to find the medallion. If he wanted, he could steal someone else’s body and go back to being a guy. But could he really do that to someone else? Maybe he could find a guy who really wanted to be a woman?

Snorkel

Jack was very aware of what was going to happen to him when he landed on Exchange Island, but unlike most guests, swapping bodies with someone else on the island wasn’t the reason he was going. There was, in fact, many rare and exotic fish and coral in the area, and Jack knew that snorkeling there would be one-of-a-kind. While many visiting the island would be overjoyed to be in the body of a young, hot Asian woman, Jack was simply trying to overlook as he got ready to explore the local reefs. He went to his hotel room to grab some goggles and change into a swimsuit. It felt a bit awkward, but he was soon ready to go. He took a deep breath before leaving the room; he sure hoped the scenery would be worth being stuck with this body for a week. Then again, he figured he should be appreciative of being in a different body as well. After all, he came to the island in hopes of seeing rare things few other have seen. How many others could say they’ve spent a week on a different side of the gender fence? He shrugged it off; he just wanted to go out and snorkel!

Take Your Mind Off It

“I told you that an overseas trip was the best way to take your mind off your divorce,” James told his best friend with a smile, “Plus, can you believe that body swapping is still legal here? They outlawed that years ago back in the states.”

“Yeah, and I still can’t believe you talked me into doing it,” Pete replied quietly, “Who knows what those women are doing with our bodies while we are in theirs?”

“Who cares? It’s not our problem right now. Don’t think about your body or your old life or your ex-wife. That’s the whole point of this. Let’s have some fun!”

“What if these women ‘have fun’ with our bodies? What if we swap back and we end up with a bunch of STDs? What if they don’t come back at all?”

“Just chill. Relax. Come on, just grab a drink.”

Fantastic

Being rich was pretty fantastic. Ever since the Great Shift, Jerry had been enjoying being swapped into the body of a wealthy woman. He was constantly being pampered, having his hair done, and taken care of in every conceivable way. He had been quite fortunate to swap into this body as a result of the Shift, and he hadn’t told anyone about who he really was. That meant he could enjoy her life, which was quite awesome since she had enough money for Jerry to do just about anything he wanted. He wasn’t sure how long he was going to be able to keep this up before the woman who originally had this body showed up, but he was going to try to keep his fun going for as long as possible...

It Shouldn't Matter...

Mitch always tried to tell himself that it didn’t matter if you were black, white, male, or female; that everyone had the same chances in this world. Of course, as a straight, white male, it was easy for him to hold this belief. His friend, Tasha, disagreed. She told him he had no idea how difficult it was to be a black woman in this world, how she had to try twice as hard for half the results. She looked him right in the eye and told him he had to experience it for himself.

There was a bit of lightning in her eyes, like nothing he had ever seen before. Then in an instant, the eyes he was looking at weren’t Tasha’s. Instead of being brown, they were now blue. Then he looked down at his own hands, and he was surprised to see dark skin. Somehow he had swapped bodies with Tasha.

She smiled back from Mitch’s own face, “Spend a week as me. See if you still feel the same way.”

Mitch told himself it shouldn’t matter. They both attended the same college; took many of the same classes. He told himself that it shouldn’t matter that he was now her. But he soon found that many of his former peers did seem to ignore him or dismiss his ideas more easily. But perhaps the worst part of being Tasha was leaving her apartment every morning. There was always a guy out there waiting for her, hitting on her, yelling rude things. Mitch had never felt so awkward and helpless in his life. He suddenly felt like Tasha really did have it much harder than he did, and it was out of her control completely. He didn’t want to admit it to her; he really didn’t. But maybe if he did, she’d swap back early. He really didn’t want to have to keep dealing with this guy every morning for the entire week.

Country Club

Mort had managed the town’s country club for sixty years. In the early days, it had been pretty normal to discriminate against people of color. Despite the club’s changing policy over the years, Mort wasn’t exactly happy about it. He would often “lose” the paperwork of Jewish, Asian, or African American applicants. After years of discriminatory practices, Mort found that the Great Shift had a way of serving justice.

While working at his desk one day, Mort suddenly found himself in the women’s locker room. Even more shockingly, he found himself in the body of a woman. Mort’s true horror wasn’t his new gender, but the race of the body he was now in. He recalled when she first applied; he remembered intentionally losing her paperwork before she reapplied and he grudgingly accepted her.

Now he was her. He hoped he wouldn’t be treated as badly as he had treated her. He didn’t think about the hypocrisy of what he wanted from others now that the shoe was on the other foot. Considering how young his new body was, he’d have a long time to find out...

Practice

Lacrosse wasn’t the most popular sport at the university, but a few locals and sometimes some family members would show up at games or practice. When Greg’s aunt showed up from out of town at one game, no one thought much of it. But she kept showing up day after day, sitting in the front row, and taking notes about the game. What seemed particular odd was the fact that she had to travel hundreds of miles each day from her home to attend. What no one knew was that Greg had swapped bodies with his aunt on the first day she showed up. He gave her the best training he could each night; he’d take notes about what to tell her to get better each time. And he kept hoping he’d swap back, but it never happened. In the meantime, he tried his best to keep up good appearances, smiling, and pretending to be his aunt as best he could.

400 Pound Hacker from New Jersey

“Oh my God!” Yelled a scared voice on the other end of the phone, “Who are you? What did you do?”

Michael laughed, “Bitch, I’m the greatest hacker in the world. It was only a matter of time before I figured out how to transmit my consciousness over phone lines. I mean, hacking computers is fun, but being able to hack someone’s mind? Now that’s the kind of accomplishment that only I can pull off! You were just my test subject, a number dialed at random. But believe me, I have big plans for this.”

“Then you can give me my body back first, please?”

“Hardly. Though I don’t plan on staying in it for long, life over the next few days in your sexy body will be a hell of a lot better than spending it in my 400 pound body in New Jersey.”

Mixup

This was a mixup like no other. Jason was heading back home to New York after a week long overseas business trip. Somewhere in the computer, his ticket got crossed in the system with another passenger. He had to explain several times to the ticket clerk that he wasn’t heading to some place called Exchange Island. By the time he got on the plane, he had thought it had all been sorted out. He settled into his seat, put his headphones on, and fell asleep.

He didn’t wake until he landed in New York. On the plus side, the plane had landed a half hour early; however, Jason was more than shocked when he realized he was now in someone else’s body. He didn’t even believe it at first; he thought he was dreaming. He wasn’t even sure if he should tell the attendant at the gate. He finally made up his mind to do so.

Oddly enough, they seemed to take the problem very seriously, and they explained that the problem may have had to do with one of the “perks” of visiting Exchange Island, which was swapping bodies with another guest. Jason didn’t understand why anyone would want to switch bodies with someone else or how suddenly being a blonde woman would be considered a “perk.” He demanded his body back, but they explained they couldn’t do anything until his own body was located. They suggested that he just head home, and they will contact him when his body was found. Jason didn’t want to leave without his body, but he didn’t see much point in staying at the airport either.

As he headed home, he felt the strangeness of being in someone else’s body. All he could do was hope they were able to locate his own body sooner rather than later.

Coming Home (Part 5)

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Years passed, and with still no way figured to get back to his own body, Ron still had the body of his female co-worker. At this point, he had gotten quite used to it; he didn’t think anything of it anymore. After a few months, his wife had stopped dressing him up in the morning and allowed Ron the freedom to do it on his own. At first, he stuck close to her advise. He continued to wear dresses and heels to the office for quite a while. But after a few more months passed, he let himself get more casual. He knew his office, after all, and wearing sneakers was perfectly okay there. He still maintained much of the femininity that his wife had pushed on him, but he was able to develop his own style at least. It was just as weird having to adjust to a different position within the company, but he eventually learned that as well. In fact, he hadn’t even spoken to the woman in his former body in weeks now. Things finally felt normal again.

Coming Home (Part 4)

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Ron’s day was difficult. He was sure that no one would believe that he swap with his co-worker, so they both agreed to help each other out doing their jobs. They both made it through with the other’s assistance, but their productivity was likely way down.

After it all, Ron returned home and waited in his kitchen for his wife. He didn’t know how to tell her that his efforts to swap back to his own body had been a failure, but he had a feeling that once she walked in and saw him, he might not have to explain a thing. Part of him thought that she was going to actually enjoy the news. She had seemed a bit too excited to pick his outfit and get him ready this morning. He sighed as he realized that was going to probably continue to the foreseeable future.

Coming Home (Part 3)

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Once Ron arrived at the office, he decided that the cafeteria was probably the best place to wait. It was central, and people tended to grab coffee there in the morning. He was pretty sure the woman that he swapped with would show up there eventually. Sure enough, she did.

The first few minutes, they talked about how surprised they both were that the swap had happened at all. Then they talked about how long it took either of them to notice that something was amiss. Finally, they discussed getting back to normal. However, nothing seemed to work.

They tried bumping each other’s heads again. They tried running across a long hall in the office and banging into each other. They even tried electrocuting themselves with one of the appliances in the kitchen.

They both felt rather let down by their failure. Ron was wondering how he was going to tell his wife that he was going to be stuck like this. Then again, she had rather enjoyed dressing him up this morning; he sighed as he realized he was going to have to suffer through that each and every morning from now on...

Coming Home (Part 2)

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It took Ron several hours to convince his wife that he was really her husband. By the time he had done so, they were both exhausted and ready to go to bed. Even thought he wanted little more than to go to sleep, Ron had a restless night. The feeling of his new body was a sure distraction and it didn’t help that he chose to sleep in his own clothes. He was practically swimming in the boxer shorts and t-shirt he usually wore to bed.

The next morning, Ron noted that the alarm went off earlier than usual. He tried to slam it into snooze, but his wife insisted otherwise. She started explaining how Ron needed to get to work, find the woman he swapped bodies with, and figure out how to swap back. Ron whined; he knew all that. His wife continued. She told him that he was going to have to look presentable. He was, after all, a woman...at least for the day. His routine would likely be longer than usual since he’d have to put on makeup, blow dry his hair, and pick out an outfit.

Ron moaned. It all seemed so tedious. But his wife promised that she’d help out. After all, he’d probably need it. Sure enough, as he got out of the shower, his wife had picked out some clothes for him. Ron frowned at the idea of wearing a dress, but she explained that he still had to look professional. She helped him put on a bra, and a blouse before sliding the dress over his head. His wife applied bright red lipstick and other makeup to his face. They got into an argument over shoes. His wife insisted he wear heels; Ron disagreed. They settled on a slight heel, but nothing too fancy. As Ron leaned on the counter in their kitchen, his wife smiled back. She told him he looked great, but they spent so much time getting ready, they certainly wouldn’t have time for breakfast. Ron went back to groaning.

Coming Home

When Ron bumped heads with a woman in his office on the way out the door, he didn’t think much of it. He just said a quick apology, put his head back on his head, and continued on his way. In fact, he was opening the back door to his house before he noticed anything was wrong. He wouldn’t have even noticed then, except for the fact that he heard his wife’s screaming voice.

“Who are you and why are you breaking into our house?” She demanded to know.

“What?” Ron asked confused, “Honey, it’s me.”

It was the first time Ron had spoken since bumping heads. He noticed it was higher pitched. It took him a few more moments before he realized that wasn’t the only thing that was off. He began to draw the only logical conclusion. Somehow after bumping heads with the woman in his office, he had ended up swapping bodies with her! He wasn’t sure how he was going to explain this all to his wife, but he was pretty sure that he’d have to do it quickly, if he read the expression on her face correctly.

Passcode

In the moments following the Great Shift, Alec wondered whose body he had suddenly been swapped into. He searched the woman’s pink tote, but couldn’t seem to find any clues about her identity. Luckily, he did come across her phone. If he couldn’t find out who he was, maybe he could at least use the phone’s GPS or maps function to figure out where he was. However, a quick swipe soon gave Alec another problem, the phone needed a passcode in order to be unlocked.

Alec cursed. He was standing here in the middle of the street in the body of some woman. He had bare legs with cool breeze blowing up a short skirt. He couldn’t even make a phone call or figure out a place to go. He took strange comfort in the fact that he probably wasn’t the only one in such a situation.

Culture (Part 3)

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Jiro couldn’t have been happier to find himself in a woman’s body, but something still didn’t feel quite right. He tried to ignore it, but it kept coming back. It eventually dawned on him.

Despite always feeling like a woman trapped in a man’s body, he never questioned his cultural heritage. Of course, when he found himself in the body of a white woman, there was still something off about his body. Whenever he wore traditional clothing, he knew people would look at him and see a woman appropriating another culture -- even if that culture was actually his own.

He could, of course, still hide this behavior. He could still dress however he wanted in private, in his house or his backyard. But out in the world, he’d have to simply dress like a typical white woman. But would he be any better off if he continued to hide what he truly felt like on the inside? What was the point of the whole body swap if he was still going to have to hide the way he truly wanted to be?

Culture (Part 2)

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Jiro’s heart raced as he got on the train and took it back to his home in the suburbs. As he watched the world pass by the tracks, he knew that even he suddenly found himself back in his own body at this instant, he was feeling pretty lucky just to have the experience of being a woman for even a short time.

After the train arrived in the station, he ran home as fast as he could and bolted up the stone steps out front. He spent a while looking at his reflection in the mirror before he really started to do anything.

He picked up a box of hair dye he usually used to mask the gray hairs that were slowly starting to appear on his former head; soon, he had dyed his blonde hair black. He dug out some old makeup he had in the bathroom. He used to wear it and dream of being a woman; now he actually was one. He completed the look with a kimono, which he knew would only be interpreted by any westerners as a dress.

It wouldn’t be the first time that he dressed up to look feminine inside his house, but it was amazingly liberating when he stepped back outside. Everything felt a lot more right than they had a few hours ago, but something still seemed off; he couldn’t quite place his finger on it and with all the good that he was feeling right now, it was pretty easy to ignore.

Culture (Part 1)

Living abroad had never been easy for Jiro. His job required him to be in the states, but he never felt like he fit in here. He appreciated how understanding and open everyone seemed to be in the big city, but he still could never reveal to anyone his secret; that he felt uncomfortable being a man.

As time wore on, he grew more and more miserable. He thought about quitting and heading back to his homeland. But one day, as he made his way through the crowded streets on his commute, something odd happened.

He bumped into a woman. Running into someone wasn’t exactly uncommon given the crowds, but he bowed and apologized as he continued on his way. That’s when he realized something strange. After the bump, he apparently swapped bodies with the woman! He felt instantly ecstatic in so many ways. Being a woman was like a dream come true. And being a white woman meant he might finally feel like he really fit in. He looked back to see his own body continue on its way. He figured the woman must have really been in quite a rush to not notice the swap. But he wasn’t complaining.

Friends

Chloe awoke and realized her couldn’t move her arms; they were strapped down to a chair. The worry on her face was obvious, but there didn’t seem to be a soul to express it to. After a good amount of time struggling to free herself, a figure finally entered the room. She grew more nervous until she saw his face.

“Jake!” She screamed recognizing her friend, “Thank God it’s you! Help me out of here!”

Her worry quickly returned when he shot back an evil smile.

“Soon enough,” He said, “Your body will be freed once my mind is the one inside of it. Yes, I’ve been your friend for years, but it was only to get close to you, to learn about your life. I had always wanted to steal it from you. And in a few more minutes, I will be doing just that...”