"Chaos...absolutely fucking chaos..." Phil groaned. "Three days later and we still don't know why we all swapped bodies, but tons of people are hurt...car accidents, plane crashes, looting, violence..." He trailed off as he opened the fridge and grabbed a beer. "18 hour shift in the ER, in the neighbor lady's body...got called 'nurse' probably two dozen times today...there have been women doctors for years!" He opened the beer and took a swig...only to grimace at how bitter it was to his new taste buds.
"Here, try this," Kara started, thinking quickly. She grabbed one of her wine coolers from the fridge and handed him that instead.
"There are a LOT of reasons they better figure this out, but this is definitely one..." he complained as he exchanged the beer for the wine cooler.
"Oh, I saw that the Chinese place across the street opened back up today. Want me to run over and get something for dinner?" Kara offered. "Should be safe now...and also, I'm like a 6'3 guy now..."
"Yeah, sure," Phil replied. "But I'm going to go jump in the shower...thought maybe you'd want to join there first?"
"Oh really?" an intrigued Kara asked. "You don't still think it's weird?"
"Oh it's definitely fucking weird," Phil answered. "But I've heard it can be a pretty good stress reliever and, who knows, maybe they'll fix this and we won't be in these bodies anymore...I'd had to miss out trying it once..." As he trailed off, he removed his scrub top revealing the bra he wore all day.
"Wow, you are serious! Well...I guess dinner can wait..." Kara replied, rushing to follow him to the bathroom, erection visible through her borrowed pants...
As they were enjoying some "stress relief" in the bathroom, the "emergency broadcast" message that had been on the TV since this began finally lifted. A message from the office of the president began to play, declaring this "Great Shift" to be irreversible...
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