Just answer the door

You are so rattled by everything that’s going on, that without even thinking, you go to the door and open it. Standing at the door is Amy, the medical student who was involved in the procedure earlier today that started this whole fiasco.

Startled, you say, “Amy! What are you doing here?” You quickly stick your head out the door to see if anyone is with her and whether you are about to get nabbed.

Amy also seems startled — in part, because she has no idea who this mostly-naked guy is who seems to know her, and partly because Zack’s boxers do not do a very good job about hiding his penis, which has found its way out into the open again.

“I’m sorry... who are you? Does Justin live here?” she asks.

Not wanting to raise any more questions, you grab her arm and pull her through the door. You shut the door and turn around, only to find Amy frantically pushing buttons on her cell phone, either to call 911 or for her associates — either way is dangerous for you.

You reach into her mind and think, “Switch.” The next second, you are looking into Zack’s face, which seems somewhat out of focus but is rapidly coming back to center.

“What the fuck?” asks Zack, looking around and then looking at you. Whatever disorientation he has from his experience is quickly pushed aside, however, as he looks you over, top to bottom, and says, “Well, hello there. I must have blacked out in the presence of your hotness. Have we met yet?”

“For goodness sake, Zack! I’m Justin!” you say, and hear your words come out in a feminine voice. Zack looks confused for a moment and looks over to your bed where your body appears sound asleep. Putting the pieces together, he beams and says, “Alright! And you went out and bagged me a chick! You are so awesome! I’ve got to hand it to you, that’s one way to be able to get me to sleep with you!”

You tell him to shut up and explain what happened.

“So I didn’t know what she was up to or who she was going to call, and I panicked,” you explain. “But as long as it happened, let’s not waste the opportunity.”

“Exactly,” says Zack, reaching over to grope your breasts.

“What are you doing?” you demand, taking a step back. As you do, you lose your footing, not being used to wearing shoes with heels. You start to fall, and Zack grabs your collar to stop your fall, tearing it and ripping the top few buttons off the blouse.

You steady yourself and regain your balance. “What do you think you’re doing?” you demand.

“Just taking advantage of the situation like you suggested,” says Zack. “What did you think I was doing?”

Admittedly, the thought of getting frisky with Zack does sound interesting, but there are more pressing things at hand.

“I meant that we can use Amy’s body to get us back into the lab and find out what’s going on with me.”

“Well, there is that,” concedes Zack, doubtfully. His eyes don’t meet yours, though; they are fixed on your chest, which is somewhat more exposed than normal because of the accident.

You realize that and say, “I can’t go out like this... and these shoes are an accident waiting to happen. I think I’ve got a T-shirt and shoes that will fit this body.” You immediately I do the remaining buttons of the blouse and kick off the uncomfortable shoes. You are searching through your dresser for a suitable shirt when you notice that Zack hasn’t said a word. That’s so strange that you stop to look at him and see him standing open-mouthed, staring at you.

You look down at your body and gasp. You spin around and get a good look in the mirror. You see yourself staring at a gorgeous woman, wearing a lacy bra and tight jeans. You feel instantly aroused and automatically reach down to adjust your erection when you realize with a start that you have a vagina, instead of a cock.

You glance at Zack, and there’s certainly no doubt that he has a cock. It is poking straight out of the front of his boxers, aimed at you like a poised missile.

You feel a new flood of arousal, which you try to block out, but you find yourself feeling new sensations, and on top of that, Zack actually is willing to have sex with you in this body.