You aim the remote and press the button, stopping time and showing the display. It was definitely one way to put a stop to her yelling, you thought. Perhaps if there was some way to get in her position, and then you could try and resolve the situation in a more peaceful way. 'Life'? That could work, but seemed a bit much. 'Social position'? Also a possible contender, but it seemed slightly dubious. This was a complete stranger, and you had only begun testing a device that you previously wouldn't have believed existed, after all. What you wanted was something that would put you where she was standing, perhaps in whatever situation made her mad, but still preserved your identity.
You'd brushed off the option for 'Head' as a physical swap that wouldn't change much, maybe it would just turn your head into that of hers, but you'd begun to reconsider. aybe it would put your head on her body where it was standing. Tentatively, you drag the option over, and the images were then about what you'd expected, with your heads on each other's bodies. You'd definitely be quite the juxtaposition, but if the remote made it so nobody would notice, they presumably wouldn't recognize anything out of the ordinary even as they looked at two swappees - and looking so strange with no one the wiser to what you'd done, including the person you were taking the body of, sounded hilarious. Maybe this wouldn't go how you'd expected, but you did hope you'd at least get her body in the swap - you'd already considered it attractive, but you figured that it could be better without her head on it's shoulders, and as a teenage boy, having an attractive, mature woman's body to yourself sounded like a dream. But another thought interrupted your adrift mind - what if the woman took your body away with her? Average as your body was, it was still yours, and you weren't sure you wanted someone like her taking it. You decided that, whatever situation you'd get yourself into, you'd try and sort it out as soon as you could. "Confirm."
As time resumed, you instantly had a lot to take in. Your swap clearly worked as you intended, as you now found yourself face-to-face with the employee she'd been yelling at, who was talking to you now, which was definitely good for your plan, but you couldn't listen when the swap also included having her body from the neck down, and it felt very different from the one you'd gone your entire life until now with. You'd instinctively looked down to satiate your brain's curiosity about how you felt so drastically different below the neck, obvious as though it was on a conscious level.
You are welcomed to your new body with an up-close view of two large 'differences', with a necklace just above the canyon of cleavage you could feel being pressed together by a bra under a dark blue top with a slightly low neckline. While you tried to pry your attention from the fact you had two things a large number of males only dreamt of having to themselves, you noticed an undone, but stylishly matching light green jacket was also on you. You'd also felt a purse's strap on your shoulder, and the warmth of the cup of coffee you now held. You'd never tried coffee, and wondered how the remote would justify you having it - this might be a very strange introduction to a drink, but your other hand held the remote, which you were thankful for, and also noticed her nails were polished. Looking down and around, you saw the tight, white pants that made you initially notice her bottom, clung tightly to it's impressive size with your top tucked into them, but you tried not to lose your balance, getting back into position as you then processed that you were in a pair of beige stiletto heels. This body had good proportions and a nicely-assembled outfit, and now the one problem had been fixed - the owner. And while you obviously couldn't see it, the remote's display already showed you your head was clashing harshly with this body, but at least it'd clash less harshly with...
"Sir?" ...the employee, who you'd almost forgotten about as you got your bearings.
"Oh, um, I... kinda spaced out there, my apologies," you told him, your voice unchanged. You'd imagine he would be grateful to hear an apology after how he'd just been treated if he was aware, but you assumed now you were having a much more civil conversation. He was probably better off not having had that experience in this reality. "What were you saying?"
"Without a receipt, you can't return this," he told you, as he showed you a teal bra.
"Oh," you said, awkwardly slipping the remote into your purse one-handed. "I understand, I must've forgotten, sorry." You gently reached to take the bra 'back' now your hand was empty. This must be what this body's previous owner was upset over - and you were amused by how this was your first day, let alone first minute, wearing bras in your entire life, and now you had apparently failed to return one (almost as much as how ridiculous the woman was overreacting now you knew what she was making a scene about). "Thank you!"
"No problem, have a nice day," the employee said, as you went your seperate ways. And that was another thing - a teenage boy could have a grown woman's body from the neck down and even try to return a bra that now you'd apparently previously bought, and it seemed like nobody would bat an eye like you'd guessed. You'd calmed the little spectacle you walked into, and now you were experiencing something truly spectacular for yourself... and now that was wrapped up, you were left to your own devices. You felt like you didn't have much time before you should try and do something about the fact that the clueless woman had your body, but you were a teenage boy having a woman's body for the first time. Some things in some situations you just couldn't resist the need to do, as the thought occurs that maybe you should have also made some kind of swap so you'd be assured you could quickly get your body back when you wanted, then you could have more time to enjoy this new experience, something you could use to find her whenever you wanted to swap back, but perhaps you'd worry about specifics when you found the woman again. IF you found her again, you thought - better make this quick.
You walked into one of the aisles in the clothing store and sat down, placing your coffee on the ground, leaving the only thing you held the bra as you felt the squish of your new posterior. You then held the bra with your other hand too, taking a look at it and feeling the soft material. Why was she trying to return it, you wondered? It did seem made for a large chest like hers. Too big, maybe? You moved some of the jacket away, then tried to stretch the cups over your breasts above your new clothes with the straps. While it was the kind of awkward size test a teenage boy who had no experience having breasts or trying bras would do without the time to properly change into one, it did seem to show that, to your amazement, the bra was actually too small! Now that you could take a closer look down at your upgraded chest, you were astounded at the size. Putting a hand to a breast directly, you could hardly fit your new hand around it! You'd only done this swap to try and fix a situation, but you really, really wanted to try and keep this body for longer - if you found her again, you'd be swapping something, but you definitely weren't giving all this back.
Speaking of, that thought reminded you that if you didn't focus, you'd lose your body, so you had to 'investigate' your new one later, too tempted to keep it to not see it as yours - so you fixed the jacket and put this bra away, the purse being the obvious place. With how big it was, you wondered just how much you could fit in it. You opened it up, and inside there was, of course, the remote, as well as your phone, your wallet and anything else you had in your pockets beforehand, but you'd also apparently fit in your headphones, a portable charger, and a handheld console you owned, which you figured were what you would take with this much space. However, there was also stuff you didn't even remember owning, likely to do with the woman's body and how she'd treated it which transferred over to you, so while there wasn't any makeup due to your all-natural male head there were some things a woman(-bodied boy) could use below the neck such as moisturizer, sunscreen, deodorant, hand soap, a portable, on-the-go stain remover (which you didn't even know existed until now), even a spare pair of panties in a sealed bag... and another bag with some tampons inside. Well, maybe there might be some things about this body you might not mind going without, as unique an experience having to need those sounded, but it was interesting how it seemed to take into account both things the woman presumably used on her body as well as things you'd fit into a purse like this, though maybe it had transferred her being a bit overprepared.
Still, you didn't know what the woman was doing with your body. You put the bra in your purse, then took the remote out and closed it back up, picking up your coffee as you made your way out of the store. As you do, you then look at it again - the logo was of a coffee place that was in this mall! Obviously, by now she'd just walked away from the outside of the store, but you didn't give up hope. Maybe this could be a clue as to where she would go, though then you were the one who had this coffee cup. Maybe you'd gotten her taste for the stuff, but given how the swap made it so some of your stuff was in this purse, maybe there was a chance she'd still be in the mood for an afternoon dose of caffeine. You still weren't even sure what the remote's reasoning for you holding the cup of coffee was. This was only your first head swap, after all, you weren't entirely sure how this worked, but now wasn't the time to ponder, and you looked out to spot a certain blonde haircut above the clothes you put on this morning.
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