The flash of light was like a shockwave that briefly knocked out the power, pausing the blaring music playing at the off-campus party. Owen was worried his sight was damaged permanently as everything still seemed to be blurry. He was on the ground with many others. As they stood up, he could feel his body being pushed one way or another. Meanwhile, he was a little too worried about standing up on his own with his vision still out of whack.
But as the screams started, his hands came upon a pair of glasses. Almost by instinct, he wore them. As the world came into focus, he figured out why everyone was screaming. Everyone was int he wrong body. There was no way to figure this out by looking around at everyone else, but instead by looking at himself. He recognized the outfit he wore and the general shape of his now feminine body. He was the body of that nerdy chick in his Friday morning Statistics class! What was she even doing at a party like this? It certainly didn’t seem like her scene! And now as a result of whatever happened, he had to be the one stuck in her geeky body?
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