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The Shift Chronicles

(Part 4 of 4)

I think that you have so many questions right now. You didn’t know that I was a victim of the great shift. Well, I think this is the moment to explain what really happened. Of course, this article will be published under a pen name, just to ensure that I can continue my life as I have been doing for the last 2 years. Most of the people ended up switching bodies with random people. But, that was not my case. It was not like the new Max that ended up switching bodies with his son. No, it was just a classmate that I have had in the past. 

His name is Aaron. I have known him since elementary school. Let me be super direct here, I did not respect that guy at all. He was chubby, loved weird stuff, and had an annoying voice. So yeah, I became his bully. Not too proud of everything that I did to him. But hey, we were kids and, in a way, he was asking for it. Yeah, I was a bit of a fun asshole. After high school, I never thought to see him again. But then the school reunion happened. For god’s sake I was not able to recognize him. Aaron, the boy that couldn't catch a ball, was now a wall of muscles and covered with tattoos. Aaron, the guy that everyone betted would be the least successful in a generation, was the owner of his own youtube channel and was collaborating with several networks to create his own TV show. 

Not going to deny it. I felt a lot of envy towards Aaron. He was the unpopular guy, the one that no one believed that he would succeed. I was the golden boy during my high school years, the one that had the brightest future. However, he is the one that achieved everything that I dreamed of. Of course, I began to follow his career, to see his rise to fame, I hated him and then the switch happened. 

It is said that everyone remembers, regardless if you were  affected or not, the moment that the great shift happened. Well, I remember that day perfectly. To be honest, I hated my job at the car wash. So, I took the habit of drinking as people came and went. My morning was horrible, I remember that there was a Karen yelling at me. I responded to her idiotic claims, but, as I was drunk, things escalated and the police arrived. Then they put me in a small jail. I should have been there for just 6 hours, but they were having so many calls, so no one  could process my case. Shit! At that moment, I was certain that I was going to lose my job. I really believe that I was just starting to hit rock bottom. I was looking at the big bars and then I just felt water falling on my face. 

I was so confused, as I tried to make sense of where I was and what just happened. Then I saw my hands, my big arms and muscular pecs. Those were not mine. I should have panicked. I should have run from there and done something.  But no, I just saw my humongous new dick and I knew that I needed to enjoy the moment. After 20 minutes in the shower exploring my new flesh. I put on a towel and walked outside. It seems that I was in the lockers of a very nice gym. Some guys approached me. They praised me for my performance on the bench press and talked about so much other stuff. I have no idea what they were talking about, but I just go with the flow. Then I saw the mirror. I approached it as a smile appeared on my face. I was Aaron… somehow my dream had become a reality.

After I dressed in Aaron’s clothes hundreds of messages flooded my phone. They were asking me if I was ok. That is when I saw the news and learned about the great shift. The government has declared a national emergency. There was a lot of uncertainty about what was happening. Nobody knew how many people were affected, why they were affected and if there was going to be a way to reverse the change.The only thing  that I knew is that I needed to act fast. The first thing that I did was to answer every single message, reassuring that I was ok. That I have not been affected by the great shift. Then, after finding Aaron’s car, I turned the engine and headed back to my home, to the office precinct where the real Aaron was currently held. 

I was able to get him out. He didn't react well to the switch, he had a big panic attack. I stayed with him. I tried to reassure him that everything was going to be ok. Then I convinced him to keep our switch a secret. At first, he was not sure. However, I told him about the risk of coming out. The risk of being locked in a lab and several experiments. The potential risk to his career. I was able to convince him. That was the big mistake that he made. We were hopeful that soon news will come out and that we will be able to switch back… but those never came. 

For almost a year, we pretended to be each other, just waiting that a cure would be announced any moment from now. I lived as this man and enjoyed every bit of my new life. However, the real guy was getting a bit desperate. He tried to tell the world that he was the real Aaron. But you know what, I denied it and surprisingly nobody believed him. Lets be open here, since the switch happened, there had been so many cases of declared stolen identity. People saying that they were rich, a famous actor, or something like that. However, there was no way to prove it. It always ended up in a “he said, I said” situation. For the real Aaron, the problem is that he took more than 12 months to step up. It was fascinating seeing him crying, begging me to tell the truth. However, let’s be honest here, I had no intention of helping him. 

Did I do the right thing? From a moral perspective probably not. I never wish to steal his life. I was just presented with an opportunity and decided to take it. I have not talked with the real Aaron in some time, after the backlash he received, he just decided to start somewhere new far from everyone that I knew. Maybe I felt a bit of guilt, that is why I began researching about other people that have kept the switch a secret. It's hard to tell… so many people were given a second chance in life. Maybe this was for a reason and hanging on your past life will be missing the point. Yeah, I did something shitty. But still, I will not change anything as I love who I have become with this flesh. I will still report stories of those affected by the switch. At the end of the day, there are thousands of more stories to tell. But for the moment, let's close this episode of the Shift Chronicles. 

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The Shift Chronicles

(Part 3 of 4)

Even though it was a minority of the population affected by the great shift. There is no denying that every single person that lived in the world was affected by it. My travel to know some of the people swapped has opened my eyes regarding religion, tolerance and perception of one destiny. However, all the philosophical questions come to a second term. At the end, we are living creatures trying to live the best that we can. A new body is a new opportunity to start fresh. The possibilities are unlimited. That is what I am trying to understand as I  arrive at my new destination, Los Angeles. 

Tales from LA

My first stop of the day took me to Beverly Hills, the mansions were enormous and there is where I met Dash. He was now in the body of one of the greatest celebrities out there. I will say that many people would have loved to be swapped with Ryan Gosling. But it seems that Dash, the new Ryan, hated his new reality, at least at the beginning. The first thing that Dash did was retire Ryan from the spotlight. With all the millions that he had now in his bank account, he just retired. From what he told me, he now passes his time going to social events, and playing videogames. Some people would say that he is wasting the life that he was given. The new Ryan told me that he doesn’t care about what people may think. It is his life, it is his body, so the only important thing for him is that he is happy with what he is doing with his new flesh. 

My second stop was far from the big mansions. I met this guy near a very sketchy part of the city. He didn’t want to talk about his former life. No, he just wanted to focus on his new body. At the end, all his documents say that he is Forrest Johnson, a former decorated policeman in LA. So, in his words “who cares about the past”. However, he was also not interested in continuing all the things that the former owner of his body had built. No, he was more interested in using his new “assets” to make easy money as fast as he could.  That is why he opened a Only Fans accounts. People in the government will say that the new Forest is wasting his life, the hundreds of Forest new clients, will differ to that assessment. Well, only time would say if the change in carreer that new Forrest took was the right one.

But my third stop confirmed my biggest fear. From my perspective, most of the people don’t know how to take advantage of their new lives or bodies. I met Carl at a construction site. In his previous body he was a laborer and, during the great shift, he ended up inside the flesh of an entrepreneur. The real Carl was the owner of an app for the trade of cryptocurrencies. He was loaded. Carl could have lived a life of luxuries or learned how to be the leader in the company that he now possessed. At the end of the day, the real Carl was declared missing so he had a clear path going forward. But, what did this man do? He donated all his fortune and returned to be a laborer. He is clearly happy and he obviously enjoys the new muscles that came with his new flesh. But I don’t know, If I was in his place I would have taken a completely different path.

The last of my stops in the big Orange took me to a college campus. That is where I met the new Aiden. He was one of the Janitors in a nearby high school and, during the great shift, he ended up inside one of the college football players. From day one, he has been training hard to keep his body on the required level. He had not missed a single practice day. He has become a better player than what the real Aiden ever was. Before Aiden had no chance to be drafted in a professional team, now he has a shot to get into the NFL. For me, Aiden represents what switching bodies is all about. Take all the things of your inherited life and build something great with it. That is what Aiden is achieving. That is what I also strive to do with the body that was gifted to me. 

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The Shift Chronicles

(Part 2 of 4)

There are millions of stories to tell about those who were affected by the great shift that shook the world two years ago. Sure, that event brought up tragedy, but also a lot of hope. I have heard the stories of people that were able to prove that love has no boundaries and people that were able to step up on occasion to help thousands of affected. But there are so many more to tell. After a major stop in New York city, I head towards less populated areas of the country. Who knows what I am going to encounter next, in what I call the shift chronicles. 

Max’s Story

My next stop brought me to the American suburbs. Between all the identical houses, which seemed extracted from a dystopian futuristic novel, I encountered Max. He looked like your all-american typical jock. Blue eyes and muscular body. He was having a party at his house and agreed to talk to me for a couple of minutes. 

“What happened to me and my kid was one of the rarest switches out there. I have heard the changes between complete strangers, but a father and son swap, I think that we are the only, or at least is something extremely rare. But I will call this a divine intervention. My son was a complete mess. Honestly, I cannot tell you how many times we fight. He never listened to me. He didn’t care about his grades, he passed his time smoking weed and mingling with weird people. I believe that the switch was an act of God. I was a good parent, but the kid was ruining his life. He rejected all the help that I provided, he would have done something he would regret for the rest of his life. But then this blessing happened. I got Max… myself into college. I have been hitting the gym constantly. Do you look like a drug addict, I turn around all his life… my life”-  He said. 

Of course, I asked Max where his “new father” was as I couldn’t find him in that house. He told me that his kid was right now in a mental institution in order to combat all his addictions and mental problems. This particular case gave me a lot of food for thought. It's true that the original Max was a troublesome kid, but that didn’t mean that he deserved what ended up happening to him. I have the sense that the new Max has taken the necessary steps of removing his former son from the picture. He justified it with religion. Did the great shift happen by divine intervention? or was it something else? There were people arrested after the incident, so definitely there is something else going on. Sadly, those are confidential papers that we will never see released.

Duncan’s story

But honestly, I don’t think that it was in God’s plan, as there was no way that he wanted what happened to the real Duncan. Well, religious people say that God acts in a mysterious way, so it is very difficult for us to understand his plan. As I approached the parish, a young priest approached me. Just reminding the reader that all the names on this paper have been changed in order to protect the identity of the victims. 

From the beginning, Duncan was a bit aggressive. He didn't know exactly how I figured that he had been involved in the great shift. I explained in detail how, but due confidentiality issues I am not going to share them here. I would say that I was taking a big risk talking to him, he was a dangerous man. After he confirmed that I have no microphones, cameras and paid 10K for his story;  He relaxed and told me everything that I wanted. 

“So, I was doing my sentence. 25 years for drug trafficking and another couple of crimes. It doesn’t matter, I would not deny it. I committed everything that you read about me” - In this case he is referring to a couple of highly publicised murders - “But then this miracle happened. One moment, I was inside an isolation room, the next I was lifting weights in this town gym. It was the most arousing moment in my life. I was hot, with a clean state, but most importantly, I was free. Then I learned that the guy was the local priest. Tell me if there is a better cover to run my business” - He said. I did not dig more. How many criminals are out there, pretending to be your teacher, your brother, the local priest. Who knows? Nobody has raised questions regarding Father Duncan legitimacy, I was just able to catch this lead as he made the mistake to contact a friend of his which I was interviewing at the time. But after talking with Duncan, to see how easily he transforms from a tough guy to the most loving priest out there… Well, it is understandable the generalized paranoia that the great shift generated.

Paul’s Story

Having a criminal in the body of a priest was something terrible. Now imagine a terrorist inside the flesh of a soldier. Paul was a heroic American. He served Iraq, Libya and participated in cover operations across the world. He was on a mission when the great shift happened. After returning home, it was his wife who signaled that there was something wrong about Paul. Nobody could ever prove that he was a victim of the switch, but that is why I am here today. 

“So you are asking if I am the real Paul. I can fool Paul’s parents, friends and workers. All of them believe that Claire just was looking for an excuse to get a divorce. But she knew the man that she married. I am not the real Paul. I will not say that I was a terrorist, I really believe that I was protecting my land. Paul and his team stormed my camp, they killed all my friends and they put a bullet on my chest. Those murderous bastards, I was dying on the ground. I was preparing to go and then I was in the flesh of this guy. I thought that I could get my revenge… to use this body to infiltrate and destroy America from within. But I quickly learned something. We are all humans… you are not so different to what I am. That is what  I want… in the future… if possible, to change things from within. Not destroy them, to change them. Convince people that the way that we do war is wrong”

The new Paul is still an active member of the military. He wants to get promoted in order to influence the upper echelons. Hopefully, he is true to his word, but again, I am not sure people will feel confident with someone with Paul’s background in a position of power. That is why I can say that the great shift is one of the greatest tragedies that humanity has experienced. Distrust has become the norm of society. Before, sure, nobody could claim that you knew someone, but now that is an impossibility.

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The Shift Chronicles

(Part 1 of 4)

It has been almost 2 years since the great shift happened. It is estimated that 1 in 1,000 people wake up on June 21 inside someone else's flesh. Yes, around 8 million people were affected worldwide, and the impact was felt very quickly. The supply chains were fully disrupted, paranoia was what reigned on the streets and violent crimes spiked. However, things got back to normal relatively quickly. Most of the people knew someone that knew someone that was affected. But the problem was that we only knew of the cases where a person decided to talk, most of the people went completely unidentified. So while estimates say that there were 8 million affected, WW we have been only able to identify less than a million confirmed cases. Maybe they were afraid to come forward, maybe they were happy with their new realities, who knows? That is why I decided to step up and chronicle the stories of those affected by the great shift. You will understand that due to confidentiality, the names and locations have been changed.

Rodney's Story

My first trip was to the central hospital. There I met Rodney. He is one of the million that came forward and declared that he had switched bodies. He was a middle aged doctor, head of the ER. Of course, now he doesn't look like that. 

“I was in the ER, I remember the case very well. It was an old man that was experiencing total collapse. His prospects were very bad and, the worst of all, is that he began to hallucinate. He started talking about switching bodies, that he was not who he said. Of course, at that moment, nobody believed him. I injected him with some morphine and, the next second, I found myself having sex with this lady. I panicked, I didn’t know what to do. I explained to Mel that I was not Chase, that I was a doctor. She didn’t believe me at first, but then all the news appeared. From there it has been one battle after another. The government took me and Chase, who was now in my body, as lab rats. They did hundreds of experiments, and they found no way to return us to our old flesh.” the doctor said.

I know that Rodney then has a long legal battle to be able to return to work. At the end of the day, he was the only staff member of the hospital affected by the switch and there are many people today who do not believe that the great shift really happened. Rodney needed to perform several medical exams, theoretical and practical, to be able to work at the medical center. He now leads his beloved ER, but whenever you talk to him you can hear a bit of guilt. 

“I think that I got the best of the deal. You know, I am now less than 30 years old. I have an extremely healthy body and I can do what I love. However, Chase was not so lucky. He was a fashion model. His career was over when he took over my flesh. Mel broke up with him, which I don’t blame her… he was just unlucky” Rodney told me. We tried to contact Chase, but he denied any request to talk. I also asked Dr Rodney Santiago why he decided to return to the medical field. He just laughed, saying that his goal is to serve people. I leave the hospital to my next meeting. However, it was always curious to see the before and after. Dr. Rodney Santiago looks now happier. But it is clear that there were a lot of winners and loosers with the great shift.

Ash's Story

My second stop was near the suburbs. There I met Ashley and his husband Hunter. They live in a small suburban house, they look so happy on paper. But I know that this marriage had it very rough. The couple had married almost a year before the great shift happened. I know that Ashley was pregnant before the switch happened. Sadly, she and her husband suffered the effects of the great shift. Right now, it is incredible that they can be together. 

Ashley woke up inside the flesh of Mike, a college drop from a small town.  “I tried to contact my husband to no avail. I was just panicking seeing all the news. Of course, I contacted the new Ashley, weirdly enough, she was happy with the change… he loved the idea of becoming a mother, so we decided to keep the switch a secret for the benefit of the baby. I was afraid that if I  stepped forward, we all would end up in a lab for the years to come. We looked for Hunter, but we were unable to find it. You know… it was tough to be a man. I was not certain how to act, how to pretend. But in the end, it all worked out.” She said. 

Hunter was unlucky. He ends up inside Logan, a guy that loved driving at high speeds. Sadly, he was involved in one of the many accidents that occurred during the day. But at least he survived. He was in an induced coma for almost a year. He had to go through several surgeries but in the end he was able to wake up. “The first thing that I did was to call Ash, I couldn't understand that I was no longer in my body and it was a big shock when I saw Mike for the first time. It was a shocker seeing her as a man. She was the love of my life… but at that moment I was not sure if we could make this work. A lot of therapy… a lot of work… Now I am happy where we stand. Our relationship went through a lot. We were able to survive this. So I am certain that I can survive everything”. The new Logan said. 

Ashley and Hunter have kept their secret. For the world they have always been Logan and Mike. A pair of straight closeted dudes that meet at the gym, bonded and discovered that they were meant so much more. They showed me the photos of their recent wedding. The shift ruined so many families, but I am happy to see that some were able to become stronger.

Jason's Story

I am sure that the former Ash and Hunter will be happy, but I also know that there are many people that have flagged them as potential victims of the great shift. At the end, they took two straight jocks and transformed them into a gay couple. Of course that is going to raise some red flags. But my next interview was completely different. Jason contacted me through a discord for anonymous victims of the great shift. It was clear that he was a bit paranoid as he had been undetected for all this time and this is the first time that he had decided to talk about what happened on that day.

“Now you understand why I didn’t meet you,” he said as he sat in front of me. “When the great shift happened, I immediately knew that I ended up inside the body of the city mayor, Zohran Mandami. I could have come forward and told everyone that I was not the real deal. But the city was in chaos, there were more than 10,000 cases in New York, higher than the national average. So I stood up, I just pretended that nothing had happened and kept the ship afloat. It was necessary”

I asked him what happened to the real Zohran and his confession really shocked me. “I know that I was not a good person. I was part of a White Supremacist group. Sadly, it took me to be inside the flesh of this dude to understand that my ways were wrong. I tried to contact my former self, I did… but my group knew that my body was hosting a non-white, so they unalive him. I now have the power. I know who did this and I will make sure that they will rot in jail” He said, almost crying. 

“You may be asking why nobody has flagged me as a potential victim of the shift. Well, I hated Zohran, so I have studied him a lot. In another life, if I didn’t grow where I grew, probably I would have been an actor. Those skills really helped me. See any interview, any… you will not be able to see any difference”.  Of course, after finishing the interview I didn’t know how to feel. Jason has kept in place Zohran’s policies. So in a way he is trying to live as the former governor has. We are lucky that Jason was able to change his ways and that the switch changed the way that he thinks, but I know that not all the stories ended with a happy ending.

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The moment

I saw from afar as Detective Carl Conan approached Vince, a low rank drug smuggler. We knew Vince very well… he was a guy that was a regular in the precinct. Still, he had a loose tongue, so it was pretty easy to get information about the bigger dogs.  I saw my friend talking with the smuggler. It seemed like a normal conversation. Honestly, we have done this so many times that I didn't think that I was needed for support. Really, Vince was not a dangerous guy.

However, the conversation quickly turned... bizarre. I saw that Vince pulled a weird amulet. It looked like a dream catcher. Then he collapsed to the ground. “Call an ambulance, I think he just has a drug overdose” Carl said to his walkie-talkie. I did so as my friend relaxed in a nearby car. He was clearly frustrated and very worried. But then a creepy smile appeared on his face. He started looking at his hands. He touched his face and chest in a weird way... It can only be described as extreme joy. Then he moved his hands under his pants and I saw as he stroked his dick. I should have said something. Is he getting aroused with the death of Vince. Absolutely not. Carl is not like that. Then, what the hell is happening?

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The Tourists

“Josh, why did it take so long? Are you feeling ok?”

“Do you know me?”

“Josh, stop joking around”

“Wow, you are a beauty”

“What has gotten into you?”

“Nothing… by the way… you said that my name is…”

“Josh.. what are you playing?”

“Josh, I like how it sounds… and you are”

“Alice. I don't like this game. I was really worried for you”

“Sorry babe. Don't get mad at me I am just fooling around”

Alice relaxed. She didn't want to go to a small remote European village. At the end, she had heard some horror stories about the place. She just panicked when Josh left to take a bathroom break that lasted almost half an hour. But now she was ready to leave the place. Sadly for her, Josh had been replaced by an old man… hopefully the new Josh manages the situation well or things will end badly for the young couple.

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Time Out

I did all things right. It was Ethan that proposed to switch bodies. The stress at work was too high and he needed some deserved vacations. However, if he took some days off, his reputation with leadership would be tarnished. He couldn't leave during such high stakes negotiations. But if his right hand disappeared, nobody would raise an eyebrow. For him, it was the perfect plan. At the end of the day, I have worked closely on the project, so he was certain that I could handle things perfectly. The switch was a win-win situation. He could relax and I can enjoy his hunky body. He knew that I was gay. He knew what I was going to do during his time out. But he was chill and didn't mind. 

However, I voiced my concern. The trip was too tight. The coin is only useful for five days, afterwards the switch becomes a permanent one. I told him that he was leaving just 3 hours, from the moment he arrived to the time of switching back. He told me to relax and I still followed the plan. As I told you, I did all the things right. It's not my fault that the airplane got delayed. It's not my fault that there was so much traffic in the city. I would not lie to you. I did not insist that my boss change his schedule. There is no denying, deep down this is what I always wanted. So look at me. I am the new Ethan. Fuck it, my life, from now on, is going to be awesome.

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Grandpa

I looked at the mirror, not being able to believe what I was seeing. Sure, I casted a spell to change my grandpa’s mind. To make him more tolerant, less racist, and that he would accept me regardless of my sexual preference. But I was not expecting this. I became him, well not exactly, I became him when he was young. Can you believe it? By looking at the calendar it seems that it is now the 1960s. Shit! His body is awesome. He looks so good. So now I can change his mind literally. However, if I change his past… does that mean that I would cease to exist in the future? Man, I don't know what to do! Probably, I should just enjoy the experience of being my old man and hope that everything will go back to normal.

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In the know

“Hi Alex, what happened to your arm?” Amy asked me.

“This… this is nothing… just a scratch”

“You went for a long walk?”

“Yeah… I just needed some air”

“You were gone for almost six hours”

“Really? Wow, I really lost track of time”

“Have you seen Toby”

“He was heading home, right?”

She stared at me for several seconds. Then she walked away. She was clearly mad. She is a smart girl and was able to connect the dots. Yeah, she knows that I knocked out Alex in the woods and switched bodies with him. It doesn't matter if she knows the truth, no one would ever believe her that I stole the body of her soon to be ex boyfriend.

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New Chances

I looked from afar as the police took away that homeless man. I heard some people whispering, calling him disgusting or lunatic, celebrating that there  was one less drug addict on the streets. But that couldn't be any farther from the truth. I never choose to live on the streets. It was one bad financial decision that snowballed me to this situation. Sure, I feel a bit bad for the guy that I switch bodies with. He was just walking around. I didn't know anything about him, there was no particular reason that I chose him. Just that I was desperate to try to get out of my situation and no one was willing to help. Well, I hope my story will be different inside this flesh. I promise you, I would not make the same mistakes.

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Introduction

I was a wrecking ball of nerves as Tad and Jason were going to meet for the first time. Tad was a man in his early 60’s. He was so fun to hang out and he was the love of my life. We had a big fight a couple of months ago… after… well…I switched bodies with Miguel. I understand him, he was clearly against everything that I have done. But he still loved me and the idea of living all over again, in a more tolerant world, was something that he was clearly interested in. So here we are, Tad is finally meeting Jason, Miguel's best friend and the flesh that I want Tad to take over. Tad seems to be loving Jason. He told me that he loved Jason's curly hair and furry chest. Every minute that passes I see that my love is liking more and more the idea of stealing Jason’s life. This is settled… now it's time to trick Jason in giving up his amazing body.

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Hypnosys

I was so excited when I entered that studio. This is where I was going to take all my classes of film making. For me, there was nothing that could compare to writing a story, holding a camera and bringing it to life. Since I was little, I always wanted to be a film maker but I knew that in this industry if you didn't have the contacts the chances of making it were pretty slim. That is why I follow my dad’s counsel, take a major that makes money, but still have a minor that you love. That is why I would become an Industrial Engineer with a minor in Film production. 

I would say that I loved all the time that I spent there; however, there was this teacher that gave me some weird vibes. His name was Ryan Morris and, I don't know, I always felt uncomfortable the way that he just stared at me in silence. I know that probably it is nothing but I couldn't deny the way that I was feeling. When he asked me to stay after class as he wanted to speak with me, I really didn't want to go. But I was just a student, so at the end I met the man at his office.

“Take a sit Noah”

“Sure. Mr. Morris, what do you want to talk about”

“Yeah, I want to be direct. You have a lot of talent. But I see that your plan is to pursue engineering?” He said as he put a very long necklace around his neck. 

“That is a cool necklace”

“Thank you”

“That pendant is very strange”

“Is a family heirloom… just focus Noah”

“Yes, sure” I said but I couldn't stop looking at the necklace. It was really nice and… there was something about it that I couldn't describe.

“I think that you have a lot of potential. You should think to have a major in communication studies”

“I appreciate the words sir, but…”

“But nothing. You know that this is your heart desire”

“I agree. I really love film production”

“I think you should be in front of the camera. Maybe be a reporter, an actor, or a model”

“I am not sure”

“Trust me. Let me coach you. I can guide you to be big in this industry”

My parents were a bit surprised, but accepting, when I told them that I was going to fully pursue a career in modeling. I know why they felt like this, I was never someone that liked being on a stage or being the center of attention. But hey, Mr. Morris was right, I have the talent and the qualities to be at the front. I took Mr. Morris’ word and I began to have weekly meetings with him. What did we talk about? Well… to be honest, not about a lot. However, I always felt that the meeting just lasted five minutes, but when I saw the clock I realized that one or two hours had passed. 

What everyone noticed is that I just revamped my whole lifestyle. I ate better, I went to the gym regularly and started to execute a more aggressive beauty routine. The results were clear and soon I started to send my curriculum to several modeling agencies. Sure, at first, I was hesitant of participating on a photoshoot to promote underwear, but Mr. Morris convinced me in doing it and I was so glad that I did it. I had a lot of fun and the pay was extremely good. Mr. Morris also convinced me to open a Only Fans account, the money was not as good as a modeling contract, but it was  another good source of income. 

I am not sure exactly how it happened, but Mr. Morris slowly transformed from being a teacher into being my associate. He managed my social media, finances and calendar. Obviously, I was super grateful for having him in my life.

“Take a sit Noah”

“Hey Ryan… what did you want to talk about?” I said as I sat in his office. 

“Give me one second” He said as he put on that necklace

“I never asked why you put on that necklace whenever I arrive”

“This necklace?”

“Yes”

“I never realized that. Probably out of habit, but Noah, don’t focus on the necklace, focus on my words”

“Sure”

“You have been good. You have done everything what I have asked”

“I do my best”

“But Noah… I have noticed something”

“What?”

“You don’t seem happy”

“But I am happy”

“No deep down… you are not. Let 's be honest. You hate modeling, you hate doing the diets, you hate going to the gym”

“But I… why am I doing all of that stuff?”

“Becouse many people depend on you, you don’t want to disappoint”

“Maybe you are right… never saw it like that”

“You are not my first student that hated himself”

“That is a strong word”

“But is the right word, right… don’t you feel disgust whenever you saw in the mirror”

“No… well… not sure”

“Don’t you ever wish to be someone else”

“Never have the tought… but yeah”

“Maybe you want a simpler life… not a model, not in the spotlight… maybe a teacher or someone that works as an admin”,

“Someone like you?”

“I didn’t say that. You said that… but think about it”. 

It was a weird conversation. The problem is that Mr. Morris knew me very well. That day I went to my place, I saw myself in the mirror and I hated every bit what I was seeing. Honestly, what am I doing with my life? I never wanted to be on the reflectors… I never wanted to be a model… So why am I throwing all my life into something that I do not enjoy? I have made a mistake, I really want to go back in time and fix the mistakes that I have made. I just wish to be someone else… I just wish to be someone like Ryan Morris. 

I am not sure how I got that body switching artifact, I really do not remember. It is as if someone listened to my prayers and it just showed up in my room. The only issue is that for it to work it required two people willing to trade their bodies. I was certain that I wanted to be someone else… but I was not certain that someone would want to be me. From my perspective, Ryan had the perfect life. Sure, he was a bit older and out of shape, but he had everything that I ever wanted, a simple life outside the reflectors, stability, and respect from his peers. I wanted to give it a shot. I told him about the artifact and I could only smile when he accepted to trade bodies with me. 

“This feel so weird” I said as I felt my new hands for the first time

“I know… I cannot believe that I am 25 years old” Ryan Muller, now inside my flesh, said as he walked around the office and put on that weird necklace

“Technically that is my necklace”

“No, it's my favorite thing… you will not keep it from me… right Ryan?”

“You can have it. Thanks for doing this Mr. Muller”

“Hey… don’t call me Mr. Muller”

“Yeah… I know you are the new Noah”

“New… what are you talking about”

“Well… we just switch bodies”

“Switching bodies… Professor Muller, you have stop drinking, if you say that people will believe that you are crazy”

“But… no… the talisman”

“That rock. A nice paperweight that I will keep” he said as he put it in his bag

“So… wait… I thought that we…”

“There is nothing like body switching. What would you say next, that this necklace had an hypnotic power that convince you of doing everything that I want”

“Is it?”

“No… you don’t believe in magic professor Muller”

“Yeah… magic… that is absurd”

“It is absurd. There are no switching medallions, there are no hypnotic necklaces. You have always been Mr. Ryan Muller”

“You are right Noah”

“By the way Mr. Muller. I am really grateful for all the coaching sessions. But I think that I need a different coach for the goals that I have”

“I see”

“But maybe I will call you later to see how are you doing”

“I will like that Noah”

I saw Noah walking away. He was my favorite student. I am really happy for him, I am certain that he will have a very successful career going forward. However, as he closed the door, I had this weird sensation in my chest… as if I had lost something important. Who knows… there is nothing else to do but prepare the materials for my next class.

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The Date

It all started as a joke. I have not been on a date for a long time. It was just hard to get anything going. Yeah, I became desperate. I just wanted to have some connection. That is why I decided to change my profile and use photos of Steve, my roommate. I know it was wrong. I am against catfishing in principle. I really do. However, the rush of getting likes, having conversations… man, I couldn’t resist. Also, I was certain that Steve would not care. The guy had everything… the face, the money… he could have any girl that he wanted. But no, instead all his focus was on his career. So I adjusted my profile with some photos of Steve’s instagram. Steve on a fancy dinner, Steve showing all his body at a pool, him playing with little puppies. Each photo selected to improve my chance of success. As expected, I started matching with so many girls. It was awesome. Yeah, conversations were dull, superficial at best but that was until I started talking with Mary.

What can I say of Mary, she was everything that I ever wanted. Smart, beautiful, and with a lot of personality. We were without a doubt a match made in heaven. That is why it was so heartbreaking when she started asking me that we should meet and get our online relationship to the next level. I didn't know what to do. If I tell the truth, I was going to lose her forever. If I told Steve what I have done, he would kill me. I was completely lost, but gladfully I found a potential. Yeah, I wasn't thinking when I bought that ring from a wiccan store. Sure, the power of possession sounded crazy. But it was worth giving it a shot. 

That day I walked to my apartment and waited for Steve to arrive home. It was an instant action. He entered the room, I put the ring on my finger and the moment that our eyes met, my soul was projected into his body. It was weird, it felt weird… but also it felt right. I could only laugh at the realization that I was now controlling the body of my roommate. Of course, I dedicated the next hours exploring my new flesh. I was able to fully contemplate his awesome tattoos, flex his arms and admire every single inch of his muscular frame. At the end, I just took a long shower, put on one of Steve’s attires and headed to the restaurant. I sat on the table extremely nervous, but I was certain that this date was going to be awesome.

Sadly, I was wrong. The date was a mess. It was horrible. Yeah, all the magic that we had while online chatting disappeared the moment that we stood in front of each other. I don't know what it was. Her annoying laugh, her horrible sense of fashion, or her obnoxious throwing of random facts of everything that we did. I don’t know… it just didn’t work. However, that was not the worst thing that happened that day. I reversed the possession and Steve remembered every bit of it. 

I panicked. I tell him everything. About the fake profile, about the ring, about Mary. The guilt of what I have done got to me. I fucking cried in front of my friend. I begged him for forgiveness, I begged him for a second chance. I was expecting that he was going to yell at me. I was expecting that he was going to punch me or, at least, to give me the silent treatment. But no, he just told me that he loved to be possessed, that he just got horny by the idea of being controlled by someone. It was a surreal reaction, definitely not what I was expecting. Did I just wake up to some weird fetish on my friend? He then proceeded to ask me to be possessed again. No! He begged for it. It was his desire, so I followed his orders. I just grabbed the ring and took over his flesh for a second time.

Sure, I enjoyed the first couple of times that I possessed my friend. He asked me to go to the gym as him, which was super fun. He then asked me to go to several social events, which again, I enjoyed. However, then he asked me to go to his work, and family reunions, and so many other shit. Sure, I did some of that stuff… but it was starting to get annoying. Yeah, I possessed him because I wanted to be with a girl, my drive was to get laid once… not because I really wanted to be him. But for him… I don’t know… he was obsessed. I couldn’t handle it. So I decided that it was time that Steve and I went on different paths. We would always be friends, he was my best roommate, but I cannot fulfill his kink of being possessed. 

Steve was sad when I told him that I was moving away to another city. He was extremely supportive, he just asked me a favor… one last possession. It was annoying but I was willing to comply. I entered his body and immediately felt some pain at the back of my shoulder. I went to the restroom and tried to see my back, that is when I saw a new tattoo… I immediately recognized the sigil, it was made of wiccan symbols. That is the moment that I started to freak out. I tried to get out of Steve’s flesh but the magic was not working. The bastard tricked me… he sealed me inside his flesh. Shit! I am an idiot… I trusted Steve… now I would be him for the rest of our lives. Maybe in the long term it will not be so bad, but believe me, this was never my plan. 

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Broken Magic

I met Chase during my first day in college. He was the coolest guy that I have ever met. Shit! I have to be honest here, I have never befriended someone like him. Sure, I have met cool people before, but they always saw me as the weird nerd and only talked to me whenever they wanted to gain something from me. But Chase was different, he cared about me… he always asked for my opinion and he made sure that I was invited to the biggest parties on campus. Honestly, I was nervous that college was going to be  high school all over again. Chase was not the only reason that made my college an awesome experience, but I cannot deny that he was an important piece of making this something special.

Everything was perfect, but then I met that Witch. She gave that medallion, she gave me the power to become a ghost and possess anyone. It sounded crazy, it sounded like a weird fantasy. But I needed to try it. There was an upcoming party on the nearby frat. I could go there as myself and just have fun with my friends. Or I could go as Chase and understand what it feels to be so awesome. For me, this was a one time thing… If it really works, I am certain that my college experience would be much more memorable. I can take over the body of my teachers, the jocks on the football team, even become a girl for a day. But I am getting ahead of myself… let’s start simple, lets start possessing Chase.

So the day arrived, I grabbed the medallion and went to the college gym, knowing that I was going to find Chase there. I went to a restroom stall and performed the ritual as the witch ordered. Immediately, I saw as my skin began to become translucent. Somehow, I was becoming invisible. Then my clothes fall into the ground. Was I naked? Yes… but no one could look at me. That is what I repeated to myself as I started to walk across the machines. I was scared that the process would reverse at any moment, that I would end up in my birth suit surrounded by all the college jocks. That would be horrible. But gladly that didn’t happen. I saw Chase lifting some weights, I just waited for him to take a break and that is when I touched him. 

The possession was instantaneous. There was no inner fight, there was convulsions, or anything that signals that something had happened. No, One moment I was looking at Chase, the next one I was inside his flesh controlling every movement that he made. I was shirtless, but I didn't care. You don’t care when you look like this. Sure, I flex a bit my muscles in the mirror, doing all the bodybuilding poses that I have seen others perform. I was tempted to play with Chase dick… but he is my friend and there were some boundaries that I was not willing to cross. No, I just took a shower, being careful not to look at his enormous dick. I prepared for the party and had a blast in this borrowed body.

Did it exceed my expectations? Not really. It was fun. Sure more girls wanted to flirt with me, but other than that I ended up hanging out with the same péople. I think some people respected me more, but I really didn't care about them. One thing was certain, this experience just showed me that I was lucky with the life that I had… and that I didn’t need anything from someone else. I was ready to leave my friend's body and go back to my life.

It just took me a second to leave my friend's flesh. I was still in a ghostly form, so I was certain that Chase would not be the wiser of what I have done. However, it took me just a couple of seconds to understand that there was something wrong with him. He just stood there like a statue. He didn’t move, he didn’t react. He was still alive. He could breathe, but nothing more. I waited for several minutes, but he didn’t go back to his normal self. I materialized myself, but that didn’t pull my friend from the trance that he was experiencing. I didn't know what to do. I just quickly possessed him again and went in search of that witch. I was certain that she would be able to guide me.

The stupid witch was surprised when I told her my story. In all her life, she had never seen something like what happened to Chase. She performed several spells, but none of them brought my friend back. She told me that probably there was a higher force involved. She said destiny and some other bullshit. She told me that I shouldn’t feel guilty, but that didn’t make it easier the fact that I know that I have killed my friend. What would I say to my friends? his family? I couldn’t do that. I did this to him. I couldn’t ruin the life of all the people that loved him so I possessed his body again. 

From that day, I have been living a double life. Sure, any other day, I leave his body. In the end, I still have my parents and family matters that I need to attend to. But more than 90% of my time I just live life as Chase. The guilt never completely disappears… but time has made it easier. I have got used to seeing this face in the mirror. I have learned to enjoy being this man. Probably that witch was right, it was destiny that I ended up trapped inside this body. I just hope that wherever the real Chase is, he is proud of how I lived his life. 

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The Heckler

I was so nervous. I have been practicing the jokes over and over. This was not my first time on the stage. But without a doubt, this was the largest crowd venue where I have performed. “Welcome to the stage to Zack Reynolds” - the presenter yelled as I walked to the stage. I felt a rush of adrenaline. There was nothing like doing a set up stand up. I start telling some of my old stories. College pranks… The crazy girls that I have dated… or I was the crazy one? There is no clear answer to that. All the stories were hitting hard. It was laugh after laugh. I was nailing every joke. Then I went to my fitness jokes… about the guilt of going to a cheese factory and ordering from the skinnylicious menu… about how to train at the gym with breakup songs… and about my fat friend that finally got a subscription to his favorite gym, Costco. All the jokes were dumb, light hearted, but the last one seems to have touched the nerve of a member of the audience. That old fat man yelled at me and he left me no option but to answer. Nobody likes a heckler, I just did what was needed in order to put him in place.

I exited the comedy club after a successful night. I light a cigarette and relax for a bit. That is when the heckler approached me. 

“You make fun of me”. He said, he was clearly mad

“Sorry dude, there was no bad ill. It was just a joke” I answered

“I didn’t like the joke”

“Sorry for that man… my intention was to regain control of the stage. You know… when someone heckles, things can go south very quickly”

“I interrupted because you were joking about fat people”

“About fat  people that think Costco is a gym. C’mon dude, it is clearly a joke”

“Yeah… you are a prick”

“Sure… whatever”  I said as I started to walk away

“Hey, I have not finished!”

“What? I think that you said everything you have to say”

“Maybe we can understand each other better”

“Understand what? It was a joke!”

“Maybe we can go and talk somewhere else”

“Somewhere?”

“Yeah… maybe your place…”

“Are you crazy?”

“C’mon, you can trust me”

“Fine, follow me”

“So what’s your name?” I said as we walked to my apartment

“Mike Galindo. I have a question… have you been doing this for a long time?”

“Stand Up, yes… about five years”

“Wow. I have also done it for about five years”

“Really… we are both comedians”

“Both of us? No. I am the only comedian here”

“What are you saying… we just come from my show”

“Are you sure about that? We came from the Starbucks where you worked. You are a manager there, right?”

“Yeah… weird, I forgot about that. Still, I like comedy”

“Watching it. I see you… you will have a panic attack the moment that you put a foot on the stage”

“Yeah, you are right. But I wish that I have the balls to do it” I answered

“How long have you lived in Austin?”

“2 years… move from Philly for the comedy scene”

“I did that! I am asking you… you are from here, no?”

“Yeah, I was raised here. I don't know why I am feeling a bit… off”

“You have too many drinks”

“Probably. Well, we are here at my place”

“Stop joking around.  How do you get my keys? This is my place”

He opened the door. I walked in and saw a small apartment, kitchen, living room and a small room. I walked in and recognized the objects decorating the walls. Music posters framed on the wall, dumb toys doing funny things, and my collection of skateboards. No… this is Mike’s apartment. But all the stuff that he had feels that are things that I would probably buy. Let’s be honest here… we clearly have a lot of things in common. Then I noticed a picture frame. I approached and saw her. 

“Jenna?” - I said while I hold the portrait of me kissing her. 

“You know Jenna” Mike said as he walked towards me. 

“Yeah… she is my girl…”

“Don’t say that. She's my girlfriend. I really love her”. 

“You are a lucky guy” - I answered as I put the portrait on a nearby table. 

“I am. By the way… can you give me my clothes back?”

“The jacket is yours”

“All the outfit, man”

“Sure” I answered as I slowly started to undress. I took off my jacket, my shirt and my trousers. Mike seemed annoyed, I took my clock, my necklace and bracelets off. Mike only smiled after I took off my briefs. The guy walked around me and inspected every bit of my body. He passed his hands on my pecs, on my chest. He even grabbed my balls. It was weird, but there was something about Mike that made me trust him. 

“Man you should go to the gym” He said with a smile

“Is that a joke? Just look at me”

“I see you… an overweight man that has never lifted a dumbbell”

“Don’t say it like that” I touched my belly. I can swear to god that I had a six pack. But this big belly was undeniable.

“Also you should take a bit more care about yourself. That unkempt appearance… man you are just 40 but you almost look like 50”

“I am 24”

“No… you are 40, I am 24. I never want to be like you that is why I always go the gym”

“Yeah… you are changing… this doesn’t make sense. I can almost swear Mike… that you looked different”

“Why are you calling me Mike?”

“That is your name, right?”

“No… my name is Zack Reynolds. But I think is time to leave, Mike”

“I am Mike?”

“Yes, you have always been Mike Galindo”

I looked at the young man in front of me to touch his own skin in a seductive way. He flexed his arms and started to stroke his dick. Completely oblivious that I was staring at him. Zack Reynolds is a really weird guy. He invited a stranger to his house. He quickly got comfortable and did some weird shit. Come on, getting naked in front of someone that I barely know is something that I would never do. 

The day passed and life went on. I just followed my routine… go to work, eat and watch porn all night long. One of my friends on the starbuck called me and invited me to go and see a stand up show. We went to the comedy club. The place was super cool and it felt in some way familiar. “Welcome to the stage Zack Reynolds” the host said and then I saw this douchy dude walking to the stage. I know that this will sound crazy, but I felt that somehow I knew him. He started making jokes about his struggles after realizing he was gay. He even took his shirt during his beat. Shit! He was really funny. I looked at that stranger… at that comedian… and I just wonder how it would be to be someone like him. But hey, lets just enjoy the show in silence, as you know, nobody likes a heckler.