Cid was transferred into Tarji's body

Suddenly, his body was wracked with a pain and his vision began to shake. Cid grabbed his chest, just over his heart and groaned. Tarji ran over, trying to still him.

“You’re having a seizure! Stay on the bed!” she tried to warn him as she held out her hand to him.

Cid reached out for her hand. But in the next moment, he passed out. When he calmed down and could open his eyes, he was looking at himself. He was still lying in his bed, albeit looking disgruntled. Panic set in as he could only imagine he might be dead. But then he looked at his hands, or rather, Tarji’s hands. He wasn’t quiet himself because he wasn’t himself.

He was in Tarji’s body.

At first, he thought it was a dream and pinched himself. But he didn’t wake and just felt the sting of his own actions. Cid looked for a mirror, staring at Tarji’s face as if it would fall like a mask. He examined, it to make sure he hadn’t done anything to hurt her too.

“She’s a lot lighter than she looks, I feel like I could trip up like this” he gasped.

After the initial shock had worn off, he couldn’t help but be fascinated with this outcome. He had managed to swap bodies! He couldn’t ignore the curiosity that plagued him upon being in a woman’s body.

“Now this is odd, can’t say I hate it though” he muttered to himself.

Tarji was a rather built women with a slender frame, he knew all too well that she was attractive under her armor. Perhaps it was her past as a bearer that made her more reserved. But she had a body that would have benefited her more by showing.

“I’m a lot tougher than I look, don’t look down on me because I’m a woman’ yeah, that sounds like her” he chuckled.

Of course, he couldn’t tell her these things as she would have snapped at him about it. His eyes ran over her toned stomach and her built arms. It kind of fit him to be in her body, he could see himself having a similar build as a woman.

“Never thought I would see this side of Tarji before. She really is a diamond in the rough” he whistled.

He avoided looking too long at her chest, not wanting to make things awkward for him later. Although he was painfully aware of the warm feeling he got just thinking about exploring that area. This was a once in a lifetime experience after all, he couldn’t ignore that.

“I’m a man after all, no need to be so prudish” he scolded himself.

Instead, he let his focus go to her long legs. Her things were soft but also strong, leaving him to wonder what she could do with them.

“I’m sure I could find something to test on, or maybe just feel for myself later” he mused.

He also noticed that her legs were rather slender too. Had it not been for the war, he wondered what she would look like in other kind of outfits. There wasn’t any in the hideout nor could they spare looking for any. But the thought stuck with him a bit in odd fascination of her body.

“This is very different… I should go on a walk to clear my mind…” he said with a smile.