“What the heck is that?” A voice boomed from the doorway.
“Oh, Chris!” Sam said turning around, “You’re home from work already! I’m just making dinner.”
“Yeah, they were having some problems with the pipes, so the boss let everyone go early. But why is -- why is dinner glowing?” Chris replied.
“Were those gas pipes, Sweetie? It sounds like your seeing things! Now, you go watch some television in the living room while I finish in here.”
Sam ushered Chris into the living room, but he still wanted to see what was on the stove. Sam cursed. He knew he had to finish up fast; Chris was getting too curious. It had been two months now when he first served the stew with a magical potion that had transformed him from Samuel to Samantha and his wife from Christine to Christopher. He had always hated going to work and being the man of the house, but the magical stew had allowed them to swap places, genders, and roles. Now, he was the stay at home wife while Chris went to the office every day. The only catch was that he needed to have them both consume the magical potion weekly or else it would wear off. The mental affects were always the first thing to slip, and he was worried seeing the potion like this could trigger Chris remembering who she really was. And if that happened, this new perfect life could all collapse!
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