Joanna quickly shuts the door to hide. "Someone in here?" You call out. Joanna begins to panic and starts flustering around. You slowly peek inside the second pod, and FLASH! A blue light passes your eyes, and suddenly you're sitting in a dark pod. You lift up your elbow, off of the button in the machine.
Whoever was hiding inside hit the button! You open the door and confront whoever is now in your body. "Who are you!" You squeel. You didn't even think to look at yourself.
"Joanna..." She says as she wobbles around dizzy from the switch. You're eyes grow wide.
You stare in the mirror right away. You have glasses, braces, dorky clothes, bad skin. You are your gross, dork sister. You don't even listen to what she says as you take in the situation. You're wearing your sisters clothes. You're covered in her skin. Her hair is stuck to your head. HER Spit is flowing around your mouth. It's being made in your mouth. It is her mouth.
This was all way too much to take in, and you litterally faint from being grossed out. You wake up several hours later...
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