No, it just doesn't seem fair

John waved a hand dismissively. "We don't need it. I'm sure Emily won't be a problem." Then, for Lisa's benefit, he added, "I mean, if she wants to stay out of prison longer, she's going to be on her best behavior, right?"

The guard nodded. "I guess that's true. She already knows the terms. All right, we'll skip the precautionary step. But you will need to have a tracker implanted in your arm. So she can't run away with your body, not that it's likely to happen, either."

Lisa's jaw fell open. "What? Run away with my... Shiit."

She sat down and allowed a man from the prison medical staff to inject her arm with a weird device. It was tiny, and she said she couldn't feel it when she touched around after it had gone in.

"We will remove the device, of course, when you swap back. Now, please sit here."

They hooked her up to a sci-fi looking chair, with a metal band around her forehead and everything. It took only a few minutes, and once the doctor finished checking everything, he gave the guard a nod.

"Okay, we're all set. Miss Doe, good luck, and thank you for participating in the Bo-Peep program."

He flipped a switch and for a moment, it seemed nothing happened, but then Lisa's eyes fluttered closed and she went limp in the chair.

Seconds later, she sat back up and blinked, then stared down at her hands. Then she looked around the room at each person in turn, ending with John, smiling softly.

"Goodness!" She laughed. "That was the strangest thing I've ever experienced, I must say!"

The guard sighed as the doctor began separating Lisa from the chair. "Emily, these are the Does. Sonya and John. Does, meet Emily. Your... wolf in sheep's clothing." For some reason, he emphasized that a bit.

She smiled pleasantly as the last bit of tech came off and she was allowed to stand up. When she spoke, there was a subtle southern accent to her voice. "Well aren't you both just the cutest. I am so glad to meet you! Thank you so much for this opportunity, I promise to be real good."

She looked directly into John's eyes as she finished, adding a tiny touch of sultry, seductive twang to her tone.

Mom smiled. "Well, isn't she lovely? It's nice to meet you, Emily."

The guard raised his eyebrows once, then raised a hand to usher everyone out.

Author's note:
I think this story tells better in 2nd person than 3rd, so I am going to change POV to 2nd. Please comment if you think it's better, or if you think I should go back. I can always change it.