“Um…”

Before you can object the swap starts.

Swapping. Is. Weird.

You feel yourself sucked from your head. There is a sense of hurtling through immense gulfs of space time. Disoriented vertigo. Like a Daliesque roller coaster ride. Then you’re being pressed into another persons mind. And body. The two things are more connected than you were aware. You gasp. You’re looking at yourself. Holy crap. You look down. Breasts. A trim stomach. And below that. A… “oh boy.”