austinl
Switching was... hard. I can safely say that I've never done anything like it before. I pulled myself up from the chair, walked over to John, looked into his eyes, and switched. Once again, I felt the sensation of being a new body, new person. I pulled of his glasses, squinting.
I cringed as the milkman rapped cheerily on my door. It's 6 in the morning, why does he have to make such a racket?
I pulled myself off the carpet where I had spent the night, ignoring the pounding in my head, and answered the door.