Can't Play Ball for Sh*t (Part 1)

The petite Asian woman was a little over five feet tall walking up to Tyler and Leroy, who were both probably more than a foot taller than her. She challenged them to a bet that she could beat them both on the court, two against one, and held up $500. They thought it would be the easiest cash they ever made; they were shocked when the small woman seemingly defied gravity to dunk on them and completely pwn the game.

The men were gracious in defeat, handing over the bet but still very curious. “It’s like that movie ‘White Men Can’t Jump,’” Tyler explained, “Except I think our expectation was like ‘Short Asian Ladies Can’t Play Ball for Sh*t.’ Who the hell are you? How the hell did you do all that?”

“Al, short for Allison,” Allison said, “It used to be Albert, I think.”

“Are you trans or something?” Leroy asked, “That still doesn’t explain it.”

“No, that would be normal!” Allison explained, “But I’m not sure you’ll believe me if I told you.”

“After what we just saw, I think we’ll believe anything.”

“There was this weird blue light in the city yesterday. It changed people by swapping traits...it changed people in ways you couldn’t imagine. Fat people got skinny; skinny people got fat; people swapped genders. The weird part was that no one seemed to notice; no one except for me. It swapped me completely into Allison’s body, and I followed it around watching the chaos it caused. But it eventually noticed me. It somehow sensed how unhappy I was about being in her body; somehow I knew this as well. And so while it didn’t give me my body back, it did give me back my basketball skills while taking something for the original Allison as well. And this light was like magic, so my skills are like what my O.G. body could do, no matter what I look like now.”

“So what were you like before?”

“I have no idea. Once it gifted me my skills back, I couldn’t see it anymore. I couldn’t see other people’s changes anymore either. But I still remember that the changes happened. Essentially, it’s like I’ve always been Allison even though I know I haven’t. Every now and again, a little piece or memory pops in, but it’s usually fleeting. I literally have no way of knowing.”