(author's note: this chapter was originally posted in the wrong section, I've sent a message to nicktoon asking to delete the chapter that's in the wrong place)
Atop your wife's generally slender figure is the head of a younger, and chubbier girl. Where your wife had sleek, dark hair, this girl's hair could at best be described as 'mousy', and the signs of being a heavy girl carried to her full cheeks and thick chin. Thick glasses perched atop her upturned nose, and braces graced her teeth, giving her a slight lisp as she spoke.
"OMG, OMG, what just happened to me?" The young girl exclaimed. Not pausing for answer, she began to feel your wife's body, tracing the slimmer waist, fuller bust and marveling at the gain in height.
"Well, let me explain," you began, only to be interrupted by the young girl.
"Oh, my, gawd! I'm thin! And I have boobs! Did you do this to me? Who are you? Where am I?" Each question tumbled after the other one without pause for breath, her eyes darting around your living room and taking in everything she could while outside, the school bus she'd been riding on rumbled past.
"My name is Farley Baelin," you began, approaching her slowly. "That's Doctor Baelin actually, I'm a scientist..."
"So you did this to me? Where's a mirror, I want to see it all! And why did you do it? And how?"
"Well, I can explain, but slow down. I'm sorry, I don't quite know how the device I was testing affected you. I was testing is a device to swap two people's heads. I was testing it with my wife, Nina, but somehow, instead of swapping her with me, it swapped her with you."
"Oh," Nikki said, taking a look at your wife's body in a much different light. "So, this is your wife's body? And it put her head on my body?"
"Yes. I'm very sorry," you say, stepping up beside her. "If you'll give me a just a few moments, I promise I'll get you back to normal."
"Okay," Nikki said, sounding very deflated. "You should, I guess. Your wife can't be very happy to have landed on my crummy body." Finding a mirror at last, Nikki took a moment to admire you wife's trim figure below her head, admiring the way her simple white blouse accentuated her slim shoulders and showed just a hint of cleavage from her modest bust. She turned, looking at the way the black pencil skirt accentuated her hips, drawing attention to the length of her lean legs. "It was nice to be pretty, even if it was just for a few minutes."
"Yes, well," you said, "I hope Nina gets back soon. Do you have a cell phone that we could call? I want to make sure she's okay..."
"Oh, but doctor Baelin," Nikki said slowly, looking at the pictures and nick knacks on the mantle by the mirror. "Why is my face on all the pictures of your wife?"
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