“Lets see” said Jim looking through his new phone, 3 missed calls, 14 new facebook messages, 18 new tweets, and 23 new text messages. “God its so stressful having to talk to so many people” he thought, its only been a week since he swapped with the most popular girl in the biggest sororities on campus. He learned it wad a lot more work being Megan Swoski than Jimmy Felender. He would only get texts from the occasional study buddy and lab rats from his old engineering classes. He also had to run a lot more to keep himself being a size 2, he didn’t do that much in his old slightly overweight buddy. “Hmmm, theres 3 different frat parties tonight, I wonder who’s I’ll attend” He sighed he just wanted to go back to playing his video games but with his new life he never could find the time.
Martin was in the best mood of his life (and shape) Martin has been happily inside his new body for three weeks. He has been enjoying living in a clean condo instead of his old run down one. Eating sushi and sipping Martinis with his new roommates, and for once spending money as he wishes. He could never do that before living in a constant state of frugal savings from his old programming job. Saving just enough to buy a new body. In his last body he was constantly living off donation from his old family and sitting in a small office 15 hours a day 6 days a week. The lack of sunlight made his old body sickly pale, now being the young Becca with loaded parents and numerous credit cards, he had all the time in the world to tan by the condos pool as well as constant parting. He slipped into his new yellow dress he bought with his new “daddy’s” credit card and was excited for the upcoming party he will attend tonight. He couldn’t wait to fuck the next guy or girl who hit on him tonight at the party. His last 6 years have been sexless but recently he’s getting laid every weekend night. Suddenly his new roommate Amber stuck her head into Becca’s old room. “You going out again Becca” “Duh. its Brads Frat party at the mansion downtown.” Martin exclaimed. “Well be careful-said Amber “You don’t want to be picked up drunk by one of those mobsters, then having your body warned by creepy old men!” Martin just smiled and giggled “Oh don’t worry I will”
“Here they are our latest supply” said a hefty man. Martin just stared at the three bound college girls whimpering and crying. The same three girls who were reported missing last Friday night. Martin got excited and pointed towards the one in pink. “Her tell me about her” “Becca Sanders, 19 years old, 5’5 126 pounds. Her facebooks states she is very popular and lives in the local condo near campus. Was found with her ID from California” “Wow 10 years younger and nearly 100 pounds lighter!” Martin gasped “How much?” “100k” said the mobster. “Ehhh .. ok fine!” Martin took out the cash and his hand written suicide note he had no intention of using. The mobsters than handcuffed him to the chair. They grabbed Becca from the ground as tears came down her face, as they placed a helmet on each of the swappies. Martian suddenly felt himself in a much lighter body and was cut loose of the restraints of his new petite body. He watched his old body scream as the mobsters stuck a gun in Becca’s new body. Then BAM! She was gone, blood dripping from the walls of his old apartment. The mobsters grabbed the helmets, handcuffs, and two whimpering women. Then left the suicide note on Martins table “If anyone asks…” they spoke to Martin. “I was at a friends house” smiled Martin in his new girlish voice. They then left him Becca’s old cloths, shoes and purse. Martin got dressed and turned to look at his old apartment one last time then skipped out the door, excited tobe going to a new home, and life.