I probably should’ve thankful about the results of the Great Shift. After all, I was one of the lucky ones; I hadn’t shifted at all. I was an 18-year-old guy moving into my freshman dorm before the flash of light, and I still was myself afterward. And yet I couldn’t deny that I wasn’t greatly affected by the results of the Shift. The one that I found out immediately was that my mom (who had been helping me move in) had swapped bodies with my new roommate, Jake.
For starters, having Jake inside my mom’s body as a roommate was just weird. Just that presence forced me get my homework done on time, avoid drinking in the dorms, and other things that basically kept me on my best behavior. At the same time, it was also hard to ignore that Jake wasn’t acting like the overbearing Asian mom he appeared to be. Of course, he was acting like the 18 year old college guy he actually was. He talked about “hot chicks” in his classes, wild parties he planned to attend, and so on. Of course, the worst part was when he talked about his curiosity towards my mom’s body.
I often thought about talking with the campus housing staff about getting a different roommate, but a part of me wanted to keep an eye on my mom’s body. I had already talked Jake out of doing anything too weird with my mom’s body, and I knew that would be more difficult if he wasn’t my roommate...
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