This choice: It's a game of Swap and Seek • Go Back...Chapter #5It's a game of Swap and Seek by: Unknown "You have twenty-four hours from midnight to play the first round. As for the game itself... well I’m feeling a tad mischievous today. Call me childish but I’ve always enjoyed a good game of hide and seek. With the special stipulations I’ve included I think this game could turn out to be very interesting indeed.”
“And remember, twenty-four hours or you’re mine. Chop chop...” There was a collective gasp as the shadowy figure folder in on himself, scrunching themself so tight that they eventually disappeared from existence. The twelve patrons looked at each other in shocked silence. All was quiet but the rustle of the wind as each tried to gather their thoughts on the situation. The majority of them seemed scared witless by the announcement. Melody looked to be the most shaken one of all of them. All eyes turned her way as she whimpered, “L-like, what the f*ck?” Marie, ever the caring woman, quickly moved to the blonde’s side and consoled her.
“Yeah, what she said!,” Scott chimed in as he dipped his hand back into his bag of Doritos. All the others began mumbling to one another. Many of them were frightened at the figure’s sudden disappearance and debated about the validity of the being’s demand for them to swap bodies. Fiona was more perturbed than curious however and mumbled something to herself about having to get back to the cinema to lock up shop. “Can you guys hurry this up?,” she said as she looked to her watch, “Some of us have homes to get to.”
Shaun snorted sarcastically. “Speak for yourself, some of us ain’t exactly pumped to go back.”
“Maybe so but her point’s still good,” Tyler replied as he clutched his wife’s hand. Her breathing had become more ragged in the past couple minutes- the extra stress had made the baby inside her womb restless and now it was a struggle for her to regain her composure. “I’m gonna get you home as soon as possibleDebby and when I do, I’ll run you one of those soothing bubble baths you love, okay?” Debby groaned, as good a response as Tyler normally got when she was in discomfort like this. Bianca moved to Debby’s side and cradled her stomach reassuringly, giving Tyler a rare opportunity to step back and take a quick rest.
At the same time Brad seemed to be completely oblivious to the ‘game’ he’d just been thrust into and he’d quickly moved to Celine’s side to try and chat her up. The 27-year-old girl seemed uncomfortable though and squirmed as Brad pushed his chiselled bicep into her eye-line. All in all, it was utter chaos. Carl meanwhile was trying to logically think of his next course of action. He whistled loudly and attracted the attentions of the other eleven attendees. Due to his wizened features and no-nonsense appearance he immediately commanded respect from his onlookers.
“Alright boys and girls,” he boomed in his grizzly voice, “I understand that all of us are feeling confused right about now. The main thing to remember is that we’re all stuck in this crapheap together. So let’s get all of our heads together and figure out what to do next.”
Fiona scoffed. “‘All in this together?,’” she mocked, “What’s next, taking about our crushes and painting each other’s nails?” Behind her Melony squealed excitedly. Fiona rolled her eyes as she grabbed her leacherous son, Jack, by the arm before he started drooling at Melony’s svelte curves.
Before she could exit the mall’s revolving doors, Bianca stepper into her path. Her brown eyes were scrunched up in anger. She adjusted her circular spectacles before snarling, “Listen lady, none of us are exactly ecstatic to be in this position but the old man’s right about working this out together. So be quiet unless you have something productive to add.” Fiona raised her arms in mock surrender and walked back to the circle with her arms crossed defiantly. Carl coughed to defuse the tension. “Thank you, Miss...”
“Bianca.”
“Miss Bianca, apologies. Now, first order of business: that being or whatever it was told us that we all have to choose someone else here to exchange bodies with. Anyone have any idea what he means by that?”
Scott burped loudly as he finished off his Doritos pack. He cleared his throat pompously as he said, “It’s pretty self-explanatory, old man. I’ve been writing bodyswap fanfics for as long as I can remember and I know every one of them starts with a situation like this.” Each person in the mall looked at each other warily. “What a bunch of bull,” Brad said but it seemed like his heart wasn’t in it. Bianca furrowed her brow in concentration as she replied, “Maybe, maybe not. I’m not so sure that we should take the risk and not follow the figure’s advice.”
Debby, who’s been silent up to now, suddenly yelped, “No! Nuh-uh, no way am I just giving up my body and my baby to a complete stranger! No, there must be something else?!” Tyler helped hoist her onto her feet and steadied her on her swollen cankles. Brad guffawed. “Don’t think there’s a queue of people lining to look anything like you, babe,” he snarked. Debby lunged at him but felt her baby bump writhe once more. Soon everyone was locked into a heated argument on the idea of having to trade bodies with each other. Some suggested an equity system where the physically disadvantaged took first dibs, others suggested pulling straws and a couple even advocated for random selection.
However, the bickering bunch had forgotten about Fiona’s mischievous offspring, Jack. In the midst of the melee he’d slipped away and was admiring everyone for his own choice. Who to pick?, he thought to himself. There were too many viable candidates to pick from so he excluded the don’ts first and foremost. He ruled out Carl, Marie and Scott right away- the first two were rusty old codgers and the latter was little more than a glorified man-baby. He was tempted to pick either Brad or Tyler because of their matured physiques but how many opportunities would he get to experience being in a girl’s body. He wasn’t for stealing his mom’s body, ew, and although he liked the size of Debby’s engorged milk puppies he didn’t want to have to risk having her baby. That was an experience that he was completely fine with missing out on.
He surveyed the other three ladies. Sure Bianca and Celine were attractive in their own rights but Jack was all about the body and in that area Melony was clearly superior. He didn’t know how the process worked though. He scrunched his face tight and imagined himself being the former prom-Queen. Sure enough, he began to feel an intense tingling running along his body. He felt as the energy courses through his veins, reshaping and rebuilding his bones and tissue. He laughed as his short dark hair lengthened and cascaded down his back. He could feel his bones cracking as he shrunk down half a foot or so to Melony’s height. His hips widened as he felt the flesh on his backside balloon and swell outwards. His giggles turned even more girlish as he lost his voice box and his face reconstructed itself, rounding out and becoming more feminine.
Jack looked down on himself in shocked awe. His modest t-shirt completely swamped his new form and the Levi’s on his legs pooled around the hem of his waist. “Oh my days, holy sh..!,” he was exclaiming before he suddenly vanished from the balcony he was standing on. There was no trace of his disappearance apart from the clothes he’d been wearing that collapsed to the marble floor in his place. A couple moments later and the rest of the group ceased their arguments as a bloodcurdling scream echoed round the plaza. They turned and gaped in horror as they saw the absurd image of Jack’s body in an eerily familiar crop top and booty shorts combo.
“Son?,” Fiona asked warily. Jack’s vibrant green eyes turned towards her and she watched as they filled with tears. “Like, oh my God!,,” Melony sobbed, “I’m totally a dude now!” Everyone turned to look at one another- it was real. After a few more minutes of intense sobbing and a whole box of tissues later, Melony had finally regained some sense of composure and the group was eagerly questioning her.
“How the hell did you do that?!,” Scott asked.
“Why the f*ck are you in my son’s body?!” Fiona snarled.
“How does a male erection feel like?” They all glared at Celine. “What, so I’m curious..,” she shrugged embarrassed. Melony herself looked like she was on the verge of a mental breakdown. She didn’t have answers for any of their questions and it felt like no answer could satisfy them. Eventually Carl put an end to their interrogations and pulled Melony over for a private chat. “Sorry for the sh*tshow,” he said, “But everyone’s just a bit, how do I say this?... SCARED right now.”
“They, like, should be! I’m f*cking terrified and I’m the one that just got swapped!”
“Yeah, I can understand that. We just wanna know how it happened so we can make sure there’re no more surprise exchanges that’ll happen without our knowing.”
“That’s totally just it- I have NO IDEA how it happened. I was literally, like, sitting down by the fountain, counting all my pageant awards in my head like I normally do when I get, like, totally stressed out about stuff. Then I suddenly, like, heard this voice in my head that said I was, like, chosen for a swap or whatever. Five seconds later and I’ve got this f*cking orangutan goth body that smells like sweat, and onions, and mouldy sweatpants, and...”
“I think I get the general idea,” Carl groaned. He led a sulking Melony back to the group and explained their conversation. “So the swaps are activated by a simple selection system,” Bianca mumbled to herself as all the remaining players sized each other up. Each looked at the others hesitantly, none daring to make the first selection and triggering a trading frenzy.
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