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I impatiently tapped one of my dark colored feet on the floorboard of Mrs. Parker’s Mercedes Benz as I held her cellphone up to my ear while I listened to it ring.
“Answer my phone Mrs. Parker,” I hissed in frustration as I watched my dark fingers repeatedly tap the top of the steering wheel. “Pick up!”
At this point, I assumed that Mrs. Parker had to be trapped inside my body because I was currently stuck in hers. However, she should have answered my phone by now.
I glanced back down at my breasts after dialing my phone again. Part of me was horrified that I now had breasts on my chest but part of me also wanted to admire them… until I remembered that they belonged to my assistant principal. She was or rather… I was dressed in professional office attire that she normally wore at school. I could see a small hint of chocolate colored cleavage on my chest through the top of my blouse. They weren’t very big but they were bigger than what I was used to. They even slightly jiggled inside the bra I wore as I took a deep breath to reduce my anxiety. It was hard to believe that within a blink of an eye, I had went from being a teenaged boy to being the middle-aged assistant principal of my own school.
“Hello?” a familiar voice with an odd inflection answered from the phone.
“Mrs. Parker…? Is that you?” I asked nervously as I felt a lump in my throat.
“You damned straight this is! Who are you and what's going on!?!” my old voice answered back. It was weird to hear my voice from this perspective doing a perfect Mrs. Parker impression; especially since it had the subtle twang that Mrs. Parker normally had.
“Look, it's a long story.” I told her. “I’m Mike Thatcher inside your body. Some weird lady cursed for no reason and now we’ve switched bodies. I just suddenly found myself inside your body right now as you were driving and you probably ended up in mine before I could drive off too”
“Mike Thatcher?” Janet asked. “Aren’t you one of my students at school?”
“Yes ma'am.” I told her dejectedly.
“So that’s whose body this is” Janet replied. “I was wondering how I went from driving home from work to suddenly finding myself in the body of some white boy...”
I felt bad for inadvertently getting her involved in this mess. I might have screwed up but she didn’t do anything wrong.
“Like I said, it’s a really long story Mrs. Parker...” I lied to her “…but I need you to believe me when I say that this was totally an accident and I really want to get back to my own body like you do.”
For several moments, I looked out the windshield as I stared down the road watching a couple cars go by. I never been in any serious trouble with Mrs. Parker before but I was so nervous that her modest sized breasts felt like heavy weights hanging off my chest whenever I took a breath.
“What makes you think I want to switch back into my old body? I’m young and free of my bonehead husband. This is my chance to start life over with a clean slate. Plus I get to be both white and a guy this time around! I hope you like my body because I’m keeping yours.”
“But I’m just a teenager! I have no idea how to be you.” I whined as my voice became higher pitched from unfamiliar emotions that I was suddenly now feeling.
“That sounds like a personal problem Mrs. PARKER but I’ll give you some helpful advice since I’m a nice woman… I mean GUY.” she said. “Whenever your awful boss Anne tells you to do something, just do it quickly without arguing and whenever YOUR husband is in the mood to get his dick wet, you give him what he wants so he can leave you alone.” *Click* She hung up the phone before you could say anything else.
You looked at your reflection in the rearview mirror as you feared that it would be yours for the rest of your life. You were trapped as your middle-aged assistant principal. You felt your rougher black hair that had been straight by a regular regimen of hair products. None of which you knew how to properly use. You looked back down at your breasts again and felt your face blush as you hesitantly patted them with your hands. As strange as it felt to have them, they were now yours for the time being; if not forever.
With no other real choice, I gathered my composure as best as I could before searching Mrs. Parker’s purse for her address… my new address. I was now a grown woman with a job and a husband to boot too. After finding her address, I put my new luxury car into drive and headed “home” while praying that I could find a way to reverse all this.
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