How you're doing

"How does it feel to finally be the attractive one in the relationship?" With a wink. "For real though, how are you. Do you feel okay? Do you have any idea what's going on?" She asks, enveloping you tightly and swaying slightly. The embrace feels great, comfortable, sturdy, and safe, if a little weird feeling the stuble of your old chin against your neck as she holds you tightly. Her arms press gently against your breasts and the gentle cadence of her breathing is reassuring. Before engaging in the morning's treat you'd have probably said you weren't doing well at all, but now, you feel much more relaxed and sure. No matter how long it takes to get back to normal at least you and Liz can tackle it together. It turns out she's going to be just as wonderful and supportive of a partner whether she's in her own skin or piloting yours.

You answer her honestly and openly, "I was a little freaked out, but feeling you, holding you, and being near you makes me feel a lot better babe. I'm sure we'll get through it together just fine."

She turns you towards her and kisses you on the forehead, and you feel a warm glow radiate from her lips. "Atta girl!" She says with a playful grin. "And thanks for the cookies, I'd never understood how much you liked them until I took a bite using your tongue babe."

You giggle a little bit, "I noticed the same with the coffee, that's what gave me the idea."

"I wonder if everything you and I loved as ourselves will be loved by the other?" She mused... always the scientist at heart Liz loved to experiment and tinker with everything. It only makes sense to you that even now she'd be seeing this as an opportunity to test and determine what may have happened, why, and how to reverse it.

"Okay. I have an idea. Let's each sit down and make a list of everything we loved or thought we experienced in an interesting way. We can start testing these things and see which factors are consistent. For example, do you only like what I did if an enjoyment is linked to a physical sensation, an emotional one, or some combination. If we find out what things you or I don't like the same way the other did while in their body we may figure out exactly what got swapped and how."

Her idea, as usual, seemed reasonable and well considered, especially for someone who has consciously inhabited the incorrect body for about thirty minutes now. The implications of the testing did worry you however, as it likely would involve venturing out at some point, and you weren't sure how well you could be 'Liz' in the outside world.

She stands up and heads to the writing desk you always worked at attached to your bedroom. Ever since college you wrote most of your novels from home, and while eventually you transcribed them digitally, most of your initial work was done with pencil and paper in your writing desk. She sits down in your chair and rummages through a drawer. You cringe a little as bare cheeks touch your treasured chair, even if technically it's your own ass. You were fairly particular about things, and never sat at your desk in even dirty clothes, much less unclothed and now Liz is putting her bare ass onto the beautiful upholstery. She stands up, casual in the nudity, and you can't help but stare as the magnificent member sways back and forth during the brief walk back to you on the bed.

She hands you a pencil and a pad of paper and takes one for herself and splays herself comfortably across the bed to begin writing her list.

You start trying to work on your list, but your body is thoroughly aroused by the confident and attractive presentation Liz has made of your body. She obviously is herself through and through, having decided on a course of action she is ready to design the tests necessary to figure out what is going on.

You start listing things you loved to see, feel, do, taste and so on but your eyes keep wandering back to Liz. After a moment she stands back up, cock swinging right past your face as she excitedly proclaims she's finished.

Looking down she starts to read her list.