This choice: It is a partial success; they have exchanged pieces of their personality • Go Back... "Janet?! Alan?! Talk to me," begged Steve. He quickly realized that he and his daughter were unaffected by the experiment for now.
"Oh.. my... what a headache," said Alan's body.
"Alan? Is that still you?" Asked Steve.
"Yes, Steve, of course it is. You didn't actually think that this contraption would actually work," Alan said matter-of-factually. Megan and Steve watched as the remaining family members were coming to after the horrible machine wheezed to a stop.
"Dude, what the hell just happened?" Asked Janet, looking very groggy.
"You need to watch your language, Janet. Just because we are in such an extenuating circumstance doesn't mean you can just start speaking like a sailor. Now, Mr. Von Strasser, I demand that you untie us. I'm feeling especially strange," Alan said.
Dr. Von Strasser was looking quite confused at this point. The intention of his machine was to fully place one person's psyche into another's body, essentially acting as a so-called "body swap machine," but it seems like it didn't come close to producing this result.
"Alan, correct?" The good doctor asked.
"Yes, of course. I've been Alan this whole time."
Looking over to the mother,"And Janet, I pressume," he questioned.
"Dude, are you dense?" She said.
Dr. Von Strasser decided that these two were little threat to him anymore, besides, he always carried an extra dose of the knock-out gas that initially landed the family in this position on him in the first place. He walked over to their chairs and let the son and mother free, but not before locking the door to prevent any chance at escape.
Finally free, Alan and his mother seemed to be physically fine, but the gears were beginning to turn inside their heads.
"Where... where are my breasts? My hair? Why am I dressed like a boy?" Asked Alan. He looked over to his mother, only to find that she was pulling at her hair, looking at it as if it was something completely foreign to her. "Janet... are you feeling like yourself?" He asked.
"Why do I have breasts now? I feel like I've been transported into some frumpy old woman's body."
The picture was quickly becoming clear to Dr. Von Strasser. Alan and his mother had not at all switched bodies. They had only switched identities. Alan, to his knowledge, had previously been a 40-something year old woman before the experiment. So, although he was still in his own body, he was experiencing all of these new sensations from his mother's point of view. His mother, on the other hand, had always been a 40-something year old, that just had her son's identity installed in place of her own. So she was finding out what wearing a bra and panties was like for the first time.
Janet stood there, in shock, and finally was able to put together a tangible thought. "Dude, you can't keep us like this. I mean, how do I explain this to my friends back home. No one is going to believe that I'm Janet Smith, full-time player."
"Janet, I'm sorry to inform you that you are, nor have ever been, a 'full-time player'. You've always been Janet Smith. You're just feeling what it's like to be your son right now... albeit in your current body. Alan, the same can be said for you. Now, as for the continuation of our experiments, I feel I need to make some adjustments to my machine. So if you don't mind, or if you ever want to return to a respective state of normal, I'll need you to return to your places in the chairs.
"Dear, I feel like we should listen to the good doctor. Presumably, he should return us to normal once he finishes conducting his experiments," Alan reasoned.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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