My Uncle Joe and I have been swapping bodies randomly now for about a year. We don’t really know why or how, but it’s something we’ve grown used to. It started the day after my 19th birthday when I woke up in my uncle’s bed. I was surprised to wake up across the country in his big, meaty body. And I wasn’t alone either… Uncle Joe has a husband.
Anyway, I panicked and immediately called Joe in my body. He told me to calm down and to get dressed and go to his office. He’d talk to me later.
It’s been a year since then and I’m used to it. Joe and I both share each other’s lives. I’ve accepted that I’m Joe sometimes I like to get the best out of my time as him. I mean look at him.. he’s so hot. Anyway, my husband is calling for round two… gotta go
