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  Looking down at my chest, I blink once. Twice. Three times.

  My brain not comprehending the tits currently filling out my plain black t-shirt. I lift the shirt to take a peek only to get slapped by my own hand that’s inhabited by some unknown person.

  “Why do I look like you? Why do you look like me? What the fuck is going on?” The questions are fired a mile a minute from my face but it’s not me in there. Ignoring the current occupier of my body, I turn to look into the mirror.

  “Fuck! Noob, you better have a fucking good explanation as to how and why we swapped bodies.” I growl, which sounds really fucking weird coming out in her voice. Really weird and strangely hot.

  “My name’s not Noob, it’s Joey and why don’t you tell me why you stole my body.”

  “Noob let’s get one thing clear; I did not do this. Now calm down so we can figure this shit out.” Watching my own hand reach up to rub the back of my neck while someone else inhabits my body is the weirdest shit I’ve ever seen.

  Joey Kale suddenly laughs and the sound my body makes has me cringing. I mean fuck, a grown man should not giggle hysterically. If I wasn’t on the verge of having a mental breakdown, I’d probably be extremely embarrassed that that giggle came out of my mouth.

  “Why the fuck are you dancing from foot to foot, men don’t do that shit.”

  “I gotta pee.” I watch in horror as she blushes while in my body, then it dawns on me.

  “Oh shit!”

  I’m not ashamed of my dick, but this was not how I thought she’d see it. She turns to go into the stall behind her and out of a desperate need to lighten the mood, I call out, “Don’t you dare squat. This is fucking emasculating enough as it is.” The moment the words are out of my mouth an idea begins to form. I double check the rest of the stalls are empty, flick the lock on the main door and then begin to strip. I try to keep my eyes away from the mirror as I neatly fold my clothes and place them on the bench next to the sinks.

  “Take your clothes off.” I say to the closed stall door.

  “What?” I almost laugh at how shocked she sounds.

  “Well you can’t walk around in my body wearing a skirt.” I grouse.

  “Oh.” Is all the reply I get before I hear the sound of a zipper sliding down. I turn my back thinking to give her privacy but my gaze lands on the mirror. More precisely the naked girl body I currently inhabit. Call me sick or perverted but the sight of her body turns me on. A dull throb and moisture pools between my legs and I gasp. “Shit!” Is this what girls feel like when they are horny? Any other time, I’d be taking my time checking this new body out….

  “Here.” She tosses the clothes over the top of the stall door; I barely manage to catch them.

  “Um, Joey, I don’t think you want me walking around with your ass and clit ring flashing to the whole school.” A grunt, a shocked gasp, then a pair of black lace knickers and a bra come over the door.

  “Uh Raine…”

  “Oh, um, here.” I bend down and pass my clothes under the door.

  “Thanks.”

  Not two minutes later she emerges fully dressed, me on the other hand, I have the knickers and skirt on, but her bra is dangling from my fingers because I still haven’t figured out how to put the fucking thing on. Taking them off is easy, putting them on… not so much.

  With a blush staining my, uh, her cheeks, she points to the bra in my hand. Her eyes flit from mine to the floor then over to the wall. A smile tugs at my lips as I consider calling her out for avoiding eye contact, but the situation we both are in is no laughing matter.

  “Put it around your body so it’s on backwards. Clip the hooks up, then turn it until the cups are at the front again.” I do as she directs and then stand there with a dumb look on my face. “Now put your arms through the straps and bend forward to position the boobs into the cups properly.”

  “It’s a hell of a lot easier to take them off.” I say trying not to let my embarrassment show.

  “Yeah, it is.” She deadpans. “So, what’s the plan?” She crosses her arms over her chest, and I can’t help noticing the slight shaking of her body.

  She’s probably feeling as scared about this weirdness as I am. I muse to myself. “Well, we’ll just sneak back to my room and wait until the last bell of the day rings, then we’ll go see my brother.” I’m hoping River will have answers but knowing him, he’ll just give us a few clues then leave us with more questions.

  “Why wait, let’s go now.” She starts heading towards the door and I grab her arm, pulling her to a stop.

  “Because one; he is currently teaching a class.” I tick the points off on my fingers. “Two; there’s no way you could pass for me or vice versa and three; I want to see if it’ll just wear off after a couple of hours.” The truth is, we could probably interrupt River’s class, but this gives me an excuse to skip classes and get away with it. Of course, getting to spend a few hours with Joey Kale isn’t really a hardship either. There’s something about her, despite the body switch that appeals to me.

  “Wear off? What do you think will happen? We’ll just go sit around for a few hours maybe play a game and suddenly everything will go back to normal?” Before I can even voice a response, she continues in a slightly more panicked tone, “What if it doesn’t wear off?”

  Joey seems so panicked that I can’t help but try to reassure her, I reach up to pat her shoulder only to realise in her body, I can’t reach. I end up just rubbing my hand lightly along her forearm instead. I never realised just how hairy my arms are.

  Shaking my head, I focus back on the matter at hand. “I figure this is like the first time we shifted. Don’t you remember what it was like that first time, being stuck in the animal form and not knowing how to get back.”

  “I haven’t shifted yet… Well, apart from this weirdness.” She utters to the stone floor beneath our feet.

  Well fuck me sideways, this chick’s just full of shocking revelations.

  Her cheeks go bright red again and I silently remind myself to never blush in public. While the redness is slight, it makes my face look more angry than embarrassed. Which isn’t really a look I want to showcase to the scared students who believe the rumours about me being a murderer.

  I scratch at the palm of my hand and frown, underneath my fingers are ridges that feel eerily similar to the burn-like mark that I have on my thigh. Trying to be subtle, I turn my palm over and glance down. Etched into the skin are the original elemental symbols. The ones that adorn all the books in the archives room beneath the school.

  “Come on babe, let’s get out of here before someone catches us and thinks we’re hiding the snake in the bush.”

  Eyebrows raised in confusion is not a good look for me either.

  “Before they think we’re riding the flagpole….” She still looks confused so I laugh and add, “Playing pocket pool… Bumping and grinding….” As she continues to frown, I sigh. “Before someone thinks we’re fucking in here.” I explain bluntly when she exaggerates the look.

  “Oh, shit. Yeah, let’s go.” She unlocks the door and walks out of the bathroom ahead of me.

  I glare at my own ass. Damn River needs to do something about these stupid uniforms, they make my ass look saggy. She sways as she walks, and it makes me feel like pestering her. “Not that they won’t be thinking that if they see us going into or coming out of my room anyway….” I mumble under my breath as I move past her. Let’s face it; a girl’s soft voice really is made for those mumble-whispers. Joey didn’t hear one word of that last part despite being right behind me.

  I smile to myself as I slip my arms through my leather jacket. Despite what body I’m in, I have no intention of letting anyone else get their hands on the only thing I have left of my father.

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  Chapter: Joey

  I can’t believe I’m in Raine’s body. And what a body, six pack abs and tanned muscles that are solid and strong. Stripping those clothes off was one of the most eye-open
ing experiences I’ve ever had. Not only did I see my first naked real-life guy, but I got to touch a real penis. I was a little surprised at how soft and smooth the skin is and the size... Let me tell ya, the guy should be proud of what he’s packing. I was getting turned on just thinking about what he could do with that thing, but then the “thing” began to grow and things got kind of awkward. I couldn’t even look him in the eye as I trudged out of that toilet stall. I still haven’t peed mind you, I just couldn’t figure out how it works and then it went all stiff and I found it even harder to pee.

  So, here I am, walking up the stairs following Raine, who is currently in my body. His “thing” keeps rubbing against the front of his black school slacks that I’m wearing, which only makes the stiffness worse. I really want to ask him to help me make it go away but even just thinking it has me blushing.

  Is that really what my ass looks like in that skirt? I cock my head to the side watching as the material lifts up with every step. I really need a longer skirt; you can see my… He’s wearing my knickers under the skirt at least. I blush again thinking about the fact that he wasn’t wearing any underwear at all, he only handed me slacks and a shirt in the bathroom.

  The Raine me, turns his/her head and looks over his uh her shoulder to make sure I’m still following.

  Shit, is he still a he if he’s in my body or does that now make him a her? I take my eyes off my own body only to find myself staring again as Raine stops at the top of the stairs.

  Fuck I’m really confused right now, but at least my legs look good from the back.

  Wait! I bend my head to look closer just as Raine turns around.

  Was that a scar on the back of my thigh? I scrutinize the rest of my body as Raine smirks at me. My cheeks heat as his eyes meet mine.

  Would this be classed as checking myself out? Am I bi now?

  Um, no. That stiffness went away, so it’s just me being curious about my own body, right? “Urgh, great I really am going insane.” I mumble out loud in an attempt to derail my crazy thoughts.

  “Well if you are then at least we’ll be insane together, after all, misery loves company and all that.” Rain laughs a tinkling kind of laugh and I cringe.

  “Does my voice really sound like that?” I ask, focusing on the weirdness of all this is easier than focusing on the thought that bad-boy Raine may not be such a bad-boy after all. He has been nothing but kind since the moment he realised that I don’t know how this happened.

  “Urgh, quit overanalysing, we’ll figure this out, then we’ll pretend none of this ever happened. Okay?”

  After a few seconds where I’m unsure whether to feel happy or sad that he apparently doesn’t see me as more than an annoyance, I nod and follow him to the first door in the boy’s dorm.

  “This is my room.” He mutters as he opens the door. Raine’s room is three times the size of mine. He’s got a four-post bed with heavy burgundy curtains which are open on the left revealing his unmade bed covered in black satin sheets. At the foot of the bed in a messy pile, is a plain red faux mink blanket with a black satin border. On the left is a door which I assume leads to his en suite bathroom and against the right-hand wall is a huge eight drawer chest of drawers with clothes spilling out of them. The wood of all the furniture looks old, some of the varnish around the edges peeling off but it gives the room an overall medieval look. Which I really like.

  “It’s nicer than mine.” I have no idea what else to say.

  “Um, you can sit on the bed, there’s not really anywhere else you can sit.” He rubs his hand across the back of his neck and I’m struck dumb with the thought of big bad Raine Abaddon nervous about having a girl in his room. I sit on the edge of the bed tentatively and play with the hem of the shirt I’m wearing. I have no idea why he’d be nervous but he’s definitely acting like he is and it’s starting to make me nervous.

  “Okay, so maybe we should play truth or dare, that way if we are stuck like this for a while, we won’t have to worry about someone figuring out that you aren’t me and I’m not you.” Raine blurts as he sits beside me on the bed. He sits with his legs spread and the back of the skirt spread out.

  “Raine, you realise girls sit with their legs closed so they don’t flash everyone?”

  “You just don’t want anyone to know you’ve got a piercing.” He laughs.

  “Um, I don’t even have my ears pierced.” I say confused.

  “You don’t have to be embarrassed. You saw mine.”

  “Raine, I don’t have a piercing. Not in my own body anyway.” I think about it for a moment and then it dawns on me. “But you do….” I trail off with a cheeky smirk on my face. It takes him a few moments then he suddenly bursts out in a full-blown belly laugh.

  When he finally recovers, he affirms, “So when we are each other, piercings don’t change.” He’s thoughtful for a second. “I wonder if it would hurt less if I got the second piercing while in your body.”

  “Um, no.” I shake my head wracking my brain for a quick change in subject. “You know how to shift right?” I ask. He jumps up and closes his eyes. It’s strange to see my usual look of concentration from this angle. I cock my head to the side as I study my body from this new perspective. My long dark hair hangs in a shiny curtain down my back, the vibrant blue of my eyes seems to have dimmed a little but otherwise everything looks much the same as it normally does. Except, there’s a scar on my chin near my lips.

  My vision goes foggy like I’ve just stepped into a steam room, then everything is in shades of grey. “What the fuck?” I shout but the words don’t come out as anything more than a chuffing sound.

  “Um, okay so apparently when I shift, you change. Hang on a second and I’ll see if I can turn you back.” Raine sounds panicked which only makes me feel more panicked.

  After several tense moments my vision goes cloudy again and then the colours return. I’m curious as to why it didn’t hurt but before I can question it, there’s a knock on the door, followed by a girl’s whiny voice. “Raine, baby, you in there?”

  With wide eyes I turn to Raine. “What do we do?”

  He looks just as startled as me for a moment, then he assures me, “I’ll get rid of her.” He starts to move towards the door, but I quickly grab his arm.

  “You can’t, you’re not exactly you right now.” I hiss.

  “Shit, I forgot.” He rubs the back of his neck then pushes me towards the door. “Just tell her to go away.”

  “Isn’t she your girlfriend?”

  “Noob, I don’t do girlfriends. Just get rid of her.” Before I can argue more, he ducks into the bathroom, leaving me to face his breakup on my own. I stand here for a few seconds, unsure what to do, then an idea forms. Without hesitating, I smirk and open the door.

  “Kind of busy, what’s up… Um… babe?” I gulp at my pathetic attempt to sound like a guy as the most beautiful girl turns around to glare at me. Seriously, she looks like one of those girls that guys hang posters of in their rooms. Big fake looking boobs and no meat on her bones anywhere.

  “Don’t you babe me, where the hell have you been?” She flicks her bob cut blonde hair away from her face in an aggressive way that almost makes me giggle at the absurdity of it. I have no idea what her name is and Raine didn’t bother to tell me, so I just go with the whole babe thing again.

  “Look babe, I’m not feeling well, think I’m coming down with something.” I rub the back of my neck like I’ve seen Rayne do when he’s frustrated. I have no intention of being the one to break up with her, if Raine doesn’t want to be with her anymore then he can do the deed himself. With that in mind, “Raincheck?” I ask, knowing a girl like her would jump at the chance to have a second date with Raine.

  The toilet flushes and I groan.

  “Who the fuck is in there?” Before I can answer the girl shoves me to the side and storms across the room.

  “I wouldn’t do that.” I mutter under my breath, knowing that it really is pointless to try to stop her.
I watch it all go down like some kind of fascinating train wreck. Raine, in my body is pulled forcibly from the bathroom by his hair. The girl takes a swing but misses as Raine ducks. A laugh erupts out of my mouth as the girl tries again, only for the same thing to happen.

  “It’s not funny, Raine!” Raine’s warning that I’m supposed to be him snaps me back to reality.

  “Okay girls, break it up.” I grab each of them by the arm and separate them. Fuck Raine has really long arms, with really big, strong muscles. The girl squirms bringing my thoughts away from Raine’s muscles. “Look…” I wrack my brain trying to figure out how to say this without letting on that I have no idea who she is.

  She twists out of my hold and grabs at Raine’s hair yelling, “You boyfriend stealing bitch!”

  Raine just takes it, he doesn’t even try to hit her or fight back. The bitch scratches down Raine’s cheek, marring my face. I growl, the sound surprisingly animal like. I blink and that fog comes over me then the world goes to the grey tones again. “Shit.” Raine curses. The girl screams and takes off, slamming the door behind her. Raine however drops to the floor and starts laughing like a crazy person.

  “It’s not fucking funny.” Mews and growls are all that come out of my mouth. I pad over to him, the feel of my muscles flexing and moving, feels oddly comforting. He pats my head and then snatches his hand back like he’s been burned.

  “You can shift back now.” At his command the world rights itself and I grunt as I get up from the floor.

  “You are going to ruin my reputation, you know.” I growl staring at the three scratches running from his temple to his jaw.

  “What did I do?”

  “Well apart from the fact that that bitch is going to spread it around that I stole her boyfriend, you didn’t fight back. I always fight back.” I huff as I sit down on the bed.

  “I can’t hit a chick.” Raine mumbles sitting beside me.