An accidental wish puts three bullied eighteen-year-olds into the bodies of women who have power over their tormentors at the most inopportune time in Other Lives, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.
Lachlan, Benjamin and Flynn are nerdy eighteen-year-old high schoolers who are constantly bullied by Chad, Evan and Brad. One day an accidental wish puts the three friends into the bodies of women close to their tormentors: the sexy cheerleader, the sensual teacher, their father’s cheating MILF girlfriend. One at a time, the guys arrive in their new bodies naked, horny and confused…and intimately entwined with their bullies.
“Can’t believe my mom gave my car to my brother,” Lachlan moaned as he kicked a stone down the sidewalk.
“Toldja she loved him more,” Benjamin joked.
Lachlan gripped the shoulder straps of his heavy black backpack and whipped around to bump his friend in the arm. Benjamin wobbled a bit but he had enough girth that it barely put him off his stride. He just snorted laughter and scratched his belly.
Lachlan chewed on his thumbnail and harumphed at the unfairness of it all. “He’s a high school dropout! Why does he get rewarded for that?”
“Well,” Flynn spoke up from behind as he pushed his thick glasses back up the bridge of his nose. “He does need it to get to work.”
“Yeah, but we need it to get to school,” Benjamin complained.
They were only a few blocks from the school grounds and already Benjamin’s face was red and flushed. His sticky thighs brushed together at each step and he could feel the makings of another rash coming on. His shirt had started to roll up his flabby belly and he pushed it back down.
“It’s not that far of a walk,” Flynn replied, shuffling through the pack of Pokémon cards he’d just opened.
“Course you’d say that,” Benjamin scoffed.
Flynn towered over his two friends. It would have been intimidating if he wasn’t a lanky beanpole who would be more likely to trip over his own feet than abuse anyone. With his bright red hair and freckles he stuck out in every crowd. His long legs took almost two steps for every one of Benjamin’s.
Benjamin was the exact opposite: short, round and dark skinned. Once he got started his momentum made him hard to stop. He was the one who’d gotten them all into Pokémon, expounding on the finer points of the game until they gave in and bought their own decks. Now they spent every lunch playing each other and hurried home after school most days to play some more. There was nothing more fun to the three eighteen-year-old friends than playing the game. Well, nothing more fun that was in the realm of possibility, anyway.
Lachlan was right in between the other two. He had a mop of wild brown hair that made him look perpetually frazzled. Maybe it was because he was the smartest of the three that he seemed to be the nominated leader. Or maybe Lachlan and Benjamin were just more naturally introverted.
“We shouldn’t be walking at all,” Lachlan whined.
His shoulders ached from the weight of his backpack. He had no idea why the school continued to hand out textbooks when he had a perfectly good laptop that could do everything.
“Anything good in there?” Benjamin turned to look back at Flynn.
“Just an Origin Forme Palkia,” Flynn replied. “Trade you for it.”
Benjamin snorted. “No way.”
The low growl of a car engine grabbed Lachlan’s attention. He glanced behind his friends and saw a familiar metallic grey Mustang approaching.
“Shit.”
“What?” Benjamin asked.
“Don’t look. Keep walking.”
Benjamin and Flynn whipped their heads around and saw the car. They quickly turned back and picked up their pace down the sidewalk.
“I said don’t look!”
The sound of the engine grew closer and just when Lachlan thought it would pass by without incident the growling engine steadied, signaling that it was pulling up alongside them. Lachlan reluctantly looked over. The tinted window rolled down and Chad peered out.
“Hey, it’s rolly polly and his two friends.” Chad jeered.
Lachlan pointedly ignored them but Benjamin couldn’t control himself. He glanced over at Chad. “Hey, look, it’s dickface and his two dicks.”
“What did you say?” Chad said with a mix of incredulity and outrage as he leaned out the passenger window.
The car stopped and Chad stepped out. His muscular arms protruded from beneath a tight white Polo shirt. Part preppies, part jocks, and all assholes, Chad and his friends were the bane of Lachlan’s existence.
The three guys picked up their pace but the Mustang squealed ahead of them, stopping by the side of the street. Brad stepped out of the driver’s seat while Evan squeezed himself out of the back seat. The two of them stood in the way of Lachlan, Benjamin and Flynn, blocking the path while Chad sauntered up from behind.
“What did you call me, porky?” Chad asked, stabbing a finger into Benjamin’s shoulder.
The three eighteen-year-old bullies looked like something straight out of a J. Crew catalogue. Short blonde hair. Typically masculine good looks. Undeserved confidence. It wasn’t fair that jerks like Chad also got to be incredibly good looking.
“Nothing.” Benjamin mumbled.
“Nothing,” Chad imitated him in a high pitched whine.
Brad and Evan laughed.
“What are these?” Evan asked, swiping the cards from Flynn’s hands.
“Give those back!” Flynn demanded, his pale freckled face flushed with sudden anger.
“What is this baby shit?” Evan said, ignoring Flynn’s outburst and flicking through the cards. “Little card games for babies?”
“Come on, man,” Lachlan tried to calm things down. “We didn’t do anything to you.”
Chad turned to him. “You ruined our day. Here we were, having a nice drive, and then fatass over here calls us a name.”
“Brad started it!” Benjamin said, unable to control his outrage.
“You shouldn’t have been in my line of sight,” Brad chuckled.
Evan casually tossed the Pokémon cards into the street, where some scattered into the gutter. “You got something on your shirt,” he said, pointing to Flynn’s chest.
When Flynn looked down Evan flicked him in the face and the three bullies laughed.
“Every time!” Chad howled.
Brad glanced down at his watch. “Come on, guys, I got somewhere to be.”
“Hot date?” Evan asked.
Brad just wiggled his eyebrows. Chad threw the three guys one last look, clearly wanting to continue this, but the other two were already heading back to the car. After a brief pause Chad followed them.
When the three bullies drove away, Lachlan and Benjamin helped Flynn salvage as many cards as he could. The rest of the walk home was in relative silence, each guy stuck in his own thoughts with only the occasional mutter.
As Lachlan stomped into the house followed by his friends he could hear the faint sounds of guitar music from his brother’s room at the end of the hall. Lachlan slid his backpack off his shoulders and set it down in the living room, relief settling into him as he no longer had to carry the heavy load. Flynn and Benjamin did the same and then headed to the kitchen to raid the pantry.
There was a brief disagreement about which frozen foods to eat so in the end they threw a bunch of pizza blasters and some tater tots onto a tray and popped it into the oven. Lachlan tossed the others a few sodas and they returned to the living room.
Benjamin gazed around the room. “Did your mom redecorate again?”
Lachlan rolled his eyes. “It’s like I’m constantly in a stranger’s house.”
His mom’s current redecoration scheme was Asian-inspired. The furniture was made of teak wood with fabrics in muted greens and yellows. A jade statue sat in the middle of the coffee table, an enigmatic look on its carved face. Alongside it sat some flowers in a heavy sea-green vase.
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