“Can you stop looking at my body, you perverted old fucker!” shouted Louise as she watched her body grope itself.
“I’m sorry. It’s just so strange having a female body. It’s so strange!” said the old man.
“I don’t care! It’s my body, so stop touching it!”
Louise could not believe she was being held prisoner by some crazy scientist. She had been waiting at the bus stop when a van pulled up and she was bundled inside. She was tied up and placed next to an old guy, the same old guy whose body she was now in. They were taken to an abandoned warehouse somewhere, strapped into chairs next to some strange machine, and had their bodies swapped. Now they waited and hoped they would be swapped back.
Hours passed, and no matter how much the old man, Peter, tried to make conversation or reassure her that everything would be okay, she didn’t want to speak to him. Although it wasn’t rational, she was as angry at him as she was at the people who had swapped them. In her mind, Peter was just as guilty.
Finally, the crazy scientist entered the room with two masked men. He pointed at Louise, and they went to pick her up. She tried to resist, and Peter protested, but there was nothing they could do. Louise was dragged down the hallway. Peter sat back down, unsure of what was happening.
It wasn’t until the early hours of the morning that the door opened and the two masked men came in and took Peter out. He went downstairs, where his body was tied to a chair—the same chair he had been placed in when he and Louise had swapped bodies. In the chair next to his body was another person, a woman maybe in her fifties.
“Let’s test this machine one more time,” said the scientist.
Peter looked at his body and spoke.
“Louise, are you okay?”
But his body didn’t reply. The other woman did.
“I’m here!”
Peter was shocked as he was tied to the chair, and this time the crazy scientist sat in the other one.
“Do it!”
Again, Peter felt the same pain, but this time, when he awoke, he was in the body of the scientist. If Louise had been upset about him touching her body, the scientist wasted no time exploring her body. She shouted for him to stop and demanded her body back, but it was no good. They were all taken back to the room where they had been held.
Peter was now in a body probably older than his own. Louise was in the body of the fifty year old woman, and the woman was sitting in the corner, freaking out at being in Peter’s old body.
Peter feared that the body swapping was not finished, but he knew one thing for certain: Louise was never getting her body back.