“So, why exactly did you decide to come running on this beach?” Warren asked the female jogger he had just swapped bodies with, “I mean, there are signs warning people not to trespass; the cliffs are fairly steep to come down; and its really out of the way.”
“It’s secluded. I liked the idea of being at peace and alone when I jog,” Stephanie replied from inside Warren’s body, “And the idea of it being somehow ‘forbidden’ seemed alluring. I never expected it was somehow magic and could swap people’s bodies! But I guess I could ask you the same question. Why were you down here?”
“I come here every morning. I know exactly about the beach’s magical properties. I just had to wait for someone who was dumb enough to come down here. Gotta admit that becoming a woman is going to be an interesting adjustment.”
“No! We’ve got to swap back! How would we do that!?”
“Well, we’d have to both be back on the beach at the same time in the morning around when the sun comes up. But that would assume I’d agree to come back.”
“But you said --”
“I said it was an interesting adjustment, but not an unwelcome one! Sure, I’ve swapped with other people before, and swapped back with them all so far. But you? Maybe I will agree to it eventually, but don’t hold your breath for that being any time soon. But you’re free to come down here every morning to try to swap with someone else...”
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