Sewer Dive

Trevor was originally disgusted about going down into the sewer to look for the lost medallion responsible for swapping him into his sister’s body. But once he found that magical trinket, he’d not only be back in his own body, but it would be his sister who would have to deal with things like the lingering stink that would be on her body after going down there. In fact, he almost started to enjoy the idea of her being completely grossed out by all the things that happened to her body while searching. To make it worse, he’d describe it all in every gross detail; maybe he’d even make stuff to make it sound worse. Of course, after several hours of searching with no results, he was a little less excited about everything, realizing he was going to be the one stuck with the lingering stench for weeks and trapped in his sister’s body for likely the rest of his life...

Next Day Curse (Part 2)

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By 3PM, it had gotten worse. Reed was now completely transformed into a woman. The only saving grace seemed to be that people in the office seemed to think that he had always been a woman. At least he didn’t need to make up some strange back story about who he was and why he was there. He also could get some help trying to retrieve the message from his phone.

It brought it down to the IT department and explained how, despite it being his personal phone, would really appreciate them helping him out to get the deleted messages back. The IT guy smiled and said, “Just leave it with me for a few hours, Sweet Cheeks.”

As he walked back up to his own floor, he was both thankful he might finally be able to get back in touch with the woman who curesed him and also in complete shock after being called “Sweet Cheeks.”

A Bad Movie Cliche

It was like a bad movie cliche. My car had broken down in a remote area with no cell phone service and the only house for miles was a creepy castle on a hill. The warning signs were all there, and I probably should’ve turned around the other way, but who would’ve thought any of those cliches were real? The omens got worse when it started to rain. All of this should’ve caused red alerts in my brain -- which it sort of did. But then I noticed another car that had gotten into a small fender bender just a little up the road; I figured this driver had also come up to the castle on the hill. I told myself it would be safer with someone else; I was wrong.

I was somewhat relieved that the man answering the door was young and not some creepy old man. Yet he did seem unnaturally pleased by the fact that he now had a second visitor. He brought me to a room he told me was for gaming with two odd-looking chairs. He introduced me to the woman named Linzi sitting in one of the chairs, and told me he’d bring his cordless phone to call a tow truck.

I sat down in the chair next to her. She wore red heels on her feet and a short silver dress with a good figure and legs I found it hard not to stare at. As a bit of a dork, I rarely talked to women s beautiful as Linzi. I asked her if she had been driving the car that had driven into the tree. She nodded. It seemed beautiful women like Linzi weren’t all that used to talking to dorks like me either.

We sat in silence for a moment, waiting for the man to return, but before he did, the chairs began to electrocute us with painful shocks. Neither Linzi nor I could seemingly move. The voltage became visible and started zapping between the two chairs. The man returned to the room wearing a lab coat; he mumbled something about how fortunate he was to have two guests and not have to postpone his experiment. The voice had a weird echo and I briefly had blurry double vision.

The first thing I was able to move was my fingers, but they weren’t MY fingers. They were thinner and manicured. There were red heels on my feet and I was wearing a short silver dress. Those legs I had couldn’t take my eyes off earlier were now MY legs. Linzi and I had swapped bodies! In my body, Linzi was understandably shouting and freaking out. The man in the background just laughed, with clearly no intention of swapping us back. I should’ve seen it all coming. The red flags were obvious, and I just walked right passed then. And, as a result, I was going to be stuck as Linzi for the rest of my life...

Allure

Julio couldn’t believe his eyes. His friend Tito took one step into the tropical pond and instantly transformed into a woman. Even his clothing changed! Julio was freaking out.

“What’s wrong, Dude?” Tito asked in a voice that sounded sultry and alluring.

“You turned into a chick, Bruh!” Julio exclaimed.

“It must just be a refraction of the light.”

“A refraction of that -- look down at yourself for Christ’s sake!”

Tito looked down. “Everything looks normal to me. Now, come on, get over here and get in the water! It’s fine! Nothing’s going to happen. Trust me...”

Theater

No one was sure what caused the body swapping at the theater before the ballet performance. Mostly, it seemed to be between the performers, and so the main result was mostly arguing about who should dance which part. One particular notable exception was Cameron, who had simply been walking outside the theater at the time. He found himself in Akiko’s body, one of the leads. He was certainly glad Akiko wasn’t in his body; she had found herself in the body of her own understudy.

Of course, he knew that despite his body’s talents, he was certainly in no way trained to dance in the show. Akiko did warn him that he’d have to keep her body “in practice” and “up to standards” as long as they were swapped, and that they’d discuss what that meant in detail after the show. Cameron wasn’t sure what she meant by all that, but for the time being, he simply slipped into the back row to watch to performance.

He had always found ballet boring before, but there was something different watching it through Akiko’s eyes. Perhaps there was a feeling of personal investment as he watched Akiko in her understudy’s body, it was in some ways like watching himself. But it was more than that. It was almost as though he had an innate sense and understanding of what he was watching now. He could tell who was tight and who was sloppy. He could see a missed step from his far off seat. And he developed a weird feeling of confidence from it all. Maybe keeping “in practice” and “up to standards” wouldn’t be as difficult as he initially thought...