Misses

“Come on, Liz, seriously?” Jason begged, “You must’ve brought me something else to wear. This is uncomfortable, and I feel really exposed.”

Elizabeth smiled, “You were the one who was curious about what it felt like to be a woman. And, trust me, there’s no bigger part of being a woman than feeling both uncomfortable and exposed.”

Jason sighed but before he could object further, Elizabeth cut him off.

“And if you don’t stop whining about it, I won’t ever swap our bodies back. So you better learn to feel comfortable very fast, Mister...or should I say Misses?”