Ask him to put himself in your shoes

You feel your patience reaching its limits, and you grab Zack by the shoulder and look him in the eyes to get his attention.

“Listen, I know this all seems really cool to you, but it really isn’t. I know you think it would be awesome to be in my place, but if we could just switch places for a bit, I’m sure you’d see it quite differently.”

No sooner do you utter the words, than you feel a wave of dizziness sweep over you. You close your eyes and take a deep breath. When you open them, your first thought is that someone put a mirror between you and Zack, because the face looking back at you is your own.

Almost as quickly as the thought hits you, a new realization dawns, and you understand that you just succeeded in swapping bodies with your best friend. The look of utter astonishment on your face — well, the face that has traditionally been yours — tells you that Zack is inside your body and having a bit of difficulty figuring out what just happened.

You say, “OK, this is going to feel really weird to you, but...”

He cuts you off, and exclaims, “You did it! You used your Jedi mind powers and had us switch bodies!”

It is weird hearing your voice and seeing your face, yet having it be so much like Zack. The look of childlike delight on your features is exactly the expression you are used to seeing on Zack’s face when he gets a new X-rated DVD in the mail or is excitedly reporting his success in getting into the pants of his latest date.

“Well, you are taking this a lot better than I would have expected,” you say. Just as weird as it is to see Zack animating your body, it is surreal for you to speak and hear Zack’s voice forming your words. You look down at your new body and note that it looks just as sexy — if not moreso — from this new perspective, as it did from a distance.

Zack is likewise examining your body. He holds out his hands and flips them over before rubbing the hair on the arms and then bringing his fingers up to examine his new face.

“This is so freaking awesome!” he exclaims. “Let’s go screw with someone!”

“Zack, you’re losing focus again,” you remind him. “We’re not here to do tricks; we’re supposed to figure out what’s happening to me so we can fix it.”

“Right... I’m sorry, but it’s just so freaking cool that you can do all of this, Bro. Say... Since I’m in your body, does that mean that I have your powers, too?”

You frown as you consider this. “I don’t know. I doubt it. Anyway, this was all a mistake. Let me switch us back, so we can —“

The sound of approaching footsteps gets the attention of both of you, and you duck down the hallway and around a corner unseen. As you poke your head around the corner, Zack stands directly behind you, doing the same. His body is pressed against yours as he cranes his neck to better be able to see.

It’s weird feeling the warmth of your own body against — well — your body. It’s another sign of how different it is with Zack inhabiting your body that it is in direct contact with this one. If you had still inhabited your own flesh, as much as you would have loved the chance to be this close to Zack, you wouldn’t have trusted yourself to do so. You’re confident your erection would have given you away, pressed against your roommate. Zack is so casual and without boundaries — not to mention being totally straight — that under the circumstances, he thinks nothing at all about the arrangement.

The originator of the footsteps comes into view. It is Amy, the graduate student who got this whole mess started with you. She is approaching Dr. Burbank’s office with a set of keys in her hand.

“That’s her,” you whisper to Zack. “That’s the girl who works for Dr. Burbank.”

Zack lets out a low whistle. “Wow... You didn’t tell me that she was so hot!”

You roll your eyes. If Amy had been 60 years old and devoid of teeth, Zack would have found something about her to fuel his horniness.

“What I wouldn’t give to play doctor with her!” he continues.

Abruptly, you realize that you are feeling something pressing against your back. Zack is getting a boner! Had the situation been reversed, you would have been getting hard because you were rubbing up against your roommate. Zack’s perverted imagination has already concocted a number of fantasies involving Amy, and the physical result is the same. You don’t know whether to feel excited about feeling Zack’s hardon, or revolted over the fact that it’s actually your own cock that is digging into your back.

You squirm and take a step back, forcing Zack to do the same. You turn and face him.

“Look, we’ve got to get into that office and find out what this experiment is all about.”

You recognize Zack’s dreamy look as you stare into your own eyes. “Did you see those tits?” he asks. “I bet she shaves her pussy — what do you think?”

You snap your fingers in front of your friend’s eyes. “Snap out of it, dude! You need to focus.”

He shakes his head. “I’m sorry... I’m just really feeling turned on! Are you always like this?” He motions downward, and you look at the bulge that had caused you such discomfort a moment before.

“I think that has more to do with you, Zack,” I reply. “You’re the perpetual horndog.”

He shakes his head. “Not like this. Sure, I’m always thinking about sex, but this feels like — I don’t know... Do we have time for me to run to the bathroom real quick and let off a little pressure? Um... assuming it doesn’t freak you out that I would be jacking off your own dong?”