Overprotective Mother

When I proposed to my girlfriend, her mother seemed mad. She told me I wasn’t good enough for her daughter and that she’d personally see to it that we would never be married. My girlfriend told me to not take it too seriously; these were just the types of things her mother said. Though the constant threats continued throughout our engagement. I tried to follow my fiancée’s advice and shrug it off, but it was difficult to do so.

Other than her mother’s belittling of me, things were going well, but I never could’ve expected what would happen next. I woke up on the morning of my wedding with the shock of my life -- I had woken up in body of my fiancée’s mother! I was in the body of a 50-something year old chinese woman! I tried not to panic. I put on her dress, which was more difficult and uncomfortable than I imagined, and made my way to the ceremony. I tried to think of what I could say to my bride-to-be to convince her of the truth. That would make her think I was really me and not her mom trying to up with a wild excuse to call of the wedding or just seeming absolutely crazy. When I realized I couldn’t, I just remained silent. Maybe we’d swap back later and this nightmare will be over. However, this seemed much less likely after later in the ceremony when my former body pulled me aside and told me, “I told you that you would never marry her. I will look after my daughter forever, no matter what it takes. Even if that means I am now you for good.”

Weak (Part 4)

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Within a few weeks Frankie went from serving pizzas and making tips to modeling for fashion shoots and speaking on talk shows. She was a national hero who had turned the tides of the war, and many alien rights groups were happy to have her making many public appearances. Her life became downright glamorous, and she loved it.

Before one shoot, a makeup artist took note of two faint scars below her left eye. He explained to Frankie the latest technology could now completely get rid of those.

Frankie explained, “I know, but I don’t want to. They’re reminders. One I got in the war. It’s reminds me of the horror and the people we lost. The other this body had when I was swapped into it. I saw how the aliens treated their women. It’s a reminder that no one deserves to treated like that, that we are all equals, that no one should be subject to the status of a second-class citizen. We still have a lot to work on that regard, and can never become like they were. We must always do our best to rise above that”

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With the war over and new technology taken from the defeated aliens, humanity found itself entering a new age of peace and prosperity. Space travel developed and new worlds were discovered and poverty and crime were nearly elimated back on Earth.

Not everything was perfect, however. Like many, Frank (who now went by Frankie to better fit the fact that he was now a she) had some struggles adapting to his new situation. She often felt the discrimination of people who only saw her as an alien, as an invader, due to her body. She was often turned down for roles she was qualified for, and ended up working as a waitress serving pizzas. Her tips were still lower than those who had human bodies and people shouted things like “green monster” behind her back. She tried to keep a low profile about her role in the war, but it wasn’t too long before a customer figured out who she was and her contributions.

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Frank was keenly aware of how much more alert his alien body was to the world around him. He could instinctively tell who was really human and who was an alien swapped into a human’s body. He knew humanity wouldn’t trust him since he was inside this body, so he had to work alone.

At least at first.

As it turned out, Frank’s greatest influence may have been on his fellow humans still trapped aboard the spaceships swapped into the bodies of alien women. He inspired their escape; their revolt. It was a way to take the alien ships down from the inside, and it proved to be a pivotal turning point that resulted in humanity winning the war. The alien force retreated, leaving behind a great deal of technology, a few alien deserters, and many humans (like Frank) trapped in the bodies of alien women.

Weak (Part 1)

When the aliens landed, humanity didn’t know how to respond. They were taken aback when one of the aliens seemed to swap bodies with a man in order to communicate. They claimed to come in peace, but they were secretly swapping with thousands of humans to amass an army. They picked the biggest, strongest, and the healthiest, leaving those human trapped as alien females in cages on their ships.

Frank was one of those men now in an alien body trapped in a cage. He scoffed when the aliens called females of their own species ‘weak.’ He knew being strong was about more than physical strength or the body one had. He swiftly developed a plan to break out of a cage and steal an alien ray gun. He managed to escape the entire ship only to find the Earth plunged into war with the aliens on the surface. Those damn aliens were about to find out just how not ‘weak’ Frank was. It was ass-kicking time!

The Queen

Eugene had been a rather unpopular guy for most of his high school career. He was the math club and the chess team, got straight As, and just sort of kept his head low, hoping to not be noticed. He didn’t expect to be going to prom; he certainly didn’t expected to voted prom queen! Technically, he hadn’t been; a few weeks beforehand, Wendy Liu had been elected prom queen. However, it was the Great Shift that happened just before prom that had swapped him into Wendy’s body. His habit of laying low meant that he kept quiet when people asked about who he really was. People just assumed he hadn’t swapped, and the real Wendy never seemed to show up. On the day of prom, he got dressed up in her intricate gown and got picked up by her date. He had never felt popular in all his life! Eugene decided he loved Wendy’s body and her life. He was never going to tell anyone who he really was; there was no way he could give all of this up!

Meeting with HR

I sat down across from the head researcher, and I gave him the sternest look I could muster. I took a deep breath before I asked, “Dr. Wallace, as you know, I am head of HR here at the company. We need to know exactly what happened yesterday.”

Dr. Wallace explained, “As I’m sure you’re aware, our company deals in youth. We sell billions of dollars in cosmetics each year that help people look young. I was bought on to further that agenda by helping people literally stay young by switching their brains into younger bodies. We had two test subjects ready to go, but my device was too powerful. It effectively swapped the bodies of everyone in the building.”

“So you are claiming it was all a work-related accident? I think we can overlook and consequences provided you can get all staff back to their own bodies within a month.”

“Mr. Weber! My work cannot be rushed! It will take as long as it takes to get everyone back to normal! If you are threatening me with termination unless I work quickly, well I assure you that if I am not the one in charge, everyone will be hopelessly trapped in the wrong body forever. So unless you wish to continue wearing a bra and sitting down to use the bathroom for the rest of your life, I suggest you give me all the time I need to safely reverse the effect of my work.”

Perfect Day

It was supposed to be the perfect wedding. In a way, Adam figured that was still technically true. Of course, he was supposed to be standing at the altar next to the bride instead of where he was, sitting in the pews wearing a fancy gown. Something had just happened the night before where he ended up waking up in the body of his bride-to-be’s sister. He thought about making noise or asking other people if they had swapped bodies as well. But no one else seemed to be mention being swapped nor were they acting oddly, so he just decided to do his best to be who he appeared to be. He expected it to be more difficult, yet he had no problem putting on makeup, getting into the gown, or walking in heels. Maybe some day, he’d figure out just how or why he swapped, or if anyone else swapped as well. But for now, he figured he’d just sit back and enjoy the day.

The Bot

“Doctor, something isn’t right,” Jason tried to explain.

“You shouldn’t worry,” The doctor retorted, “We are still putting the realistic skin on your new robotic frame, but the transplant of your brain into the robot was a success!”

“I can see that, and I know that I was dying of cancer and had little choice for survival. But I’m sure that when my wife signed the paperwork to have my brain placed inside of a robot, she never would’ve approved of this design! It’s a woman’s body!”

“Robots don’t have genders, Mr. Connors; however, this robot form does mimic that of a woman. However, that matches the form explictly requested by your wife. You can go view all the paperwork if you wish. I have it right here. As you can see, this is her signature and even some handwritten notes in her handwriting. I understand it may be uncomfortable to find yourself in a robot’s body that was designed to please men, but your wife had power of attorney and next of kin status once you technically passed. This was her decision. You just now have to live with it.”

Motherly

It was only a few days after his eighteenth birthday when Greg got into a huge argument with his mom. She wanted him to go to college, but he wasn’t so sure. She told he could achieve what she couldn’t after she became a teenage mom when Greg was born. He yelled about how he wished she understood him better. He went to bed angry.

But he awoke feeling strange. When he realized why, he wanted to throw up. He was in his own mom’s body! He felt like hurling. But then a knock came on his door, and one of his little sisters, Emma, entered. Greg suddenly put on a smile.

“Is everything okay sweetie?” Greg asked.

He didn’t want to smile! He didn’t want to act motherly! He just couldn’t help it!

“I had an accident with the milk,” Emma said.

Greg didn’t want to be patient or to clean up Emma’s mess, but he had to do the motherly thing. It was only when he was alone that he could actually act like himself. That would make explaining this to anyone difficult!

In Space No One Can Hear You Swap

The power on the space station went dead so suddenly. We all had to rush into our spacesuits for fear the backup life support systems could go at any moment. In fact, that’s exactly what happened, but it didn’t end there. We all blacked out and awoke floating in space, and each member of our international crew found we were now in each other’s bodies.

I had been an American, Colonel John Spence, but now I was in the body of the Chinese scientist onboard, Xie Wu. And she found herself in my body. My colleague, Captain Susan McAllister, was not in the body of the Russian Yuri Petrov. Petrov was in Lyam Durand’s body. Durand was European, and he was now inside of Susan’s body. I considered the phenomenon the result of truly unknown origin, but Petrov and Durand were sure it was evidence of aliens. There didn’t seem much point in arguing, and even being stuck in the wrong body didn’t seem to matter much if we only had a few hours of oxygen left in these suits. But then we noticed the lights going back on at the station. A short space walk back and we were saved, but now we were all going to have to deal with the very real problem of being in the wrong bodies.

The Pumpkin Spice Curse

“You should try the pumpkin spice latte,” I said, “It’s the best. It will change you.”

I didn’t want to say these things. The truth was that the pumpkin spice latte from the odd new coffee shop that opened up was a curse, but no matter how hard I tried, I could never seem to badmouth it. That was all part of the curse. Just as I was telling this man to try one, I had to remember that I too was once a man approached by a stunning woman to try the latte. I thought she was hitting on me, and I gave in. If only I had known about the curse. Just one sip and I became part of the army. My hair grew out, there was make up on my face, I became a woman. It didn’t stop there. I wore a pink puffer coat and yoga pants. I could talk with the other women about the curse, but around anyone not already cursed, it was all about convincing them to be a part of it. I couldn’t stop. None of us could. And we couldn’t stop ordering the lattes either! This had to be my fifth today, and it was just after noon. I had managed to transform three guys into women, just like I had been. I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t stop. The transformations would continue until pumpkin spice latte season was over.

The Creep

Jennifer awoke in a strange home. She was worried that creep she met at the bar the night before had drugged her, but she clearly remembered going home and falling asleep in her own bed. It wasn’t until she came across the mirror that the true horror of her situation came into focus. The reflection wasn’t her own; it was that of the guy from the night before, the creep who seemed to have be weirdly obsessed with her. She was in his body now for some reason. But that wasn’tthe scary part.

If she was in his body, that could only mean he was now in hers! The thought of this made her stomach twist into knots. He’d was probably already doing all sorts of humiliating things with her body, and she’d have to be the one to call him, ask to meet up, and sort this out. The other possibility seemed even worse. That her own body was going on like nothing was wrong. Then she’d have to call up as this creep and try to explain everything. She can’t imagine she’d want to get a call from this guy. She probably wouldn’t even have to time to explain why he had her number before being blocked. None of this was going to turn out well, no matter what was going on here.

Greater Good

The experiments had been going so well. It didn’t matter that the university had stripped him of his position and funding, Lawrence had been sure his research would pay off soon. He was moments away from a breakthrough when he began to have a heart attack. He called for his assistant, Bri. She reached for a phone to call for help, but Lawrence reached for a lever. The lab went dark.

A few hours later Lawrence looked down at his now thin hands as they wheeled his former body away. He felt bad about stealing Bri’s body, sure, but it was for the greater good. If he had died, so much of his work would have died with him, but now that he was young again? He could pick up right where he left off! And it’s not like Bri was completely gone; he had backed up her on a hard drive before downloading his own thoughts into her body. Despite the distractions of now being a woman, Lawrence was set on getting back to work. However, despite being so close, he realized he made one fatal flaw; the transferance of his thoughts into Bri’s body had not been total. Things had been left behind, and he couldn’t remember where he left off or how to continue. But he had succeeded once; after all, being Bri was evidence of that! He had invented immortality! How hard could it be to re-create it!?

Last Customer

Eric was sure he’d have to look for a new job soon. It was the third nice this week he had tended bar with absolutely no customers. This place was sure to close down, and he’d be out of work. It was nearly closing time before he got his first customer, a pretty woman in a red dress. She ordered a few shots, downed them quickly, and glared at Eric as if she expected him to say more than how much she owed.

And then suddenly, Eric’s world was spinning around. He took two steps back in shock seeing his own face. His balance was off because he realized he was now drunk and his shoes felt weird.

“What the hell?” He muttered with a feminine voice.

“I’m sorry,” His own voice explained, “I just couldn’t take being famous anymore. You were the first person in weeks who didn’t seem to recognize or fawn over me, so you were perfect to swap bodies with.”

“Swap bodies?” Eric asked as he looked down to see the red dress, “I’m you? And you’re famous? I’m famous? I don’t know if I know how to be famous! What if I don’t want to be you?”

“You’ll learn. It’s too late to anything about it anyway. It’s irreversable.”

My New Life

I had always been a bit of a dork. I never felt like I fit in. I was shy and just stayed closed off from most people. When everyone started working from home, I was more closed off than ever. I felt so alone.

But then one day I woke up, and everything changed. Literally. I was in someone else’s body. I checked the ID; it was for a woman named “Alicia.” I had become a woman.

As Alicia, it became a lot easier for me to come out of my shell. I was more confident and outgoing. I’d wear short dresses and hit up clubs. It was hard to explain, but everything just felt right now. It was like I was never meant to be a guy; I was always meant to be a woman, and I was one now. Life was just so much better.