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The Trait Swapper by itsme (Multiple Swaps) Lexi called Alice Rheeder on her cell. "I have to see you and give you something." "Give me something?" Alice asked. "Yeah, they won't let me have it or take it with me. So I'm giving it to you," Lexi lied. "What is it?" "I don't know but I think it's important." "OK." "I'm coming right over." Lexi is Alice's best friend. They have known each other for most of their seventeen years. Lexi is a big strong woman, much taller than Alice's five foot five at over six feet. Lexi seemingly got all the strong genes, because her brother is only five foot three and slightly built. Alice had spent lots of time at Lexi's house growing up. Lexi's father ran his own catering business from his home and was around constantly. Despite working full time, Lexi's dad also maintained the house and invariably made dinner for his family. Lexi's dad always had time to take the girls to where they needed to go. He was one of the carpool parents that brought the kids to school or to their activities. He was a troop leader at girl scouts. He was even the person who helped teach Alice and Lexi how to put on make-up. Alice waited near the door for her friend's arrival. She didn't have to wait long. "They are sending me to military school," Lexi told her friend. Alice knew it had to be her parents that Lexi was referring to. "I really don't want to go, but they are making me. They said it'll keep me out of trouble." If there was ever a girl who was built for military school, it was certainly Lexi. But that didn't mean Alice wanted her friend to go. "I'm sorry," was all Alice could say. "I pleaded and argued with them, but to no avail. I'm leaving tomorrow." "Tomorrow? So soon?" "Yeah, they said the faster the better." "I'm so sorry," Alice reiterated. "But, before I go, I have something to give you." "What is it?" "It's this," Lexi showed her some sort of electronic device with several prominent buttons. "What does it do?" "I don't know, but it came with a card that should explain all that." Alice knew that Lexi didn't know how to read. Alice didn't find anything odd about that fact. Alice took a quick glance at the card, it called the device "The New Trait Swapper." Alice thought that this was a pretty pedestrian name, but she didn't name the device. She would have given it a name with more pizzazz. "I have to go. I just wanted to give you this before I left. I think it's important." The two friends hugged and Lexi was gone. Lexi held on longer to Alice than he normally would. Lexi hadn't told her friend the full truth. The fact was that it was herself that suggested she be enrolled into military school. There was something about the device. Lexi didn't know what it did, but she had to get as far away from it as possible. She rushed out of Alice's house, her bags were already packed. They didn't wait for tomorrow. She got into the car and her father drove her immediately. Alice looked over the device. There were only a few buttons. There was of course the swap button. It was the biggest and most prominent button. There was an 'Aware' option and an 'Aw.Reset' button that was inset into the device making it hard to activate accidentally. Reading the rest of the card, Alice found that the device does what its name implies. It is a trait swapper. It can swap any two traits between two individuals, including the holder of the device and someone else. (There was a special button to make self-swaps easy.) The person who activated the device would know about the swap which took place always, those swapped wouldn't know anything unless the 'Aware' toggle was selected at the same time. "The device said it would alter reality as little as possible to make all swaps seen normal to everyone," the card informed Alice. "That's a good idea," Alice thought. The 'Aw.Reset' didn't reset all the swaps, it reset the awareness of the people involved. If pressed, even the holder would forget all swaps that had been taken and think the world had always been like this. Alice couldn't possibly know, and she didn't suspect, but that was the last button pressed before she acquired the device. There were other buttons and options listed, but the Swapper button was obviously the most important. Alice was eager to test the device out. She could become older and in college like her twenty-year-old brother Sam, or become curvier like her younger fourteen-year-old sister Ellie. Ellie had always been well endowed even though she was hardly into her teens. Ellie had curves at 14, that Alice could never hope to have. Alice was barely developed at 17. It was similar to Lexi and her brother. Lexi had muscles her brother would die for and Alice was jealous that her younger sister was so much more developed than she was. It wasn't fair. Alice decided if she was going to test this device out in any way, she should test it out on Ellie. "Why should she be the curvy one? Ellie was the little sister. She was still in middle school. She didn't deserve it." Alice walked along the corridor to her sister's room. The door was slightly ajar, so she looked inside to see that Ellie listening with headphones was facing away from her. As Alice stood there, she couldn't help but feel envious of her little sister's body. Ellie's perfect C cup breasts, nicely rounded butt, and shapely hips were assets Alice knew she wouldn't ever develop. Unfortunately, Alice was only blessed with A-cup breasts, a slightly round ass, and not very defined hips. In truth, she more closely resembled a girl in middle school, than Ellie did. Alice was also very jealous of how confident Ellie was. Clearly, Ellie was going to be one of the most popular girls in high school with her personality when she got there next year. Just to add to it, she always dressed so provocatively, she was a total flirt with any boys at school, and never seemed to face any repercussions from her parents or the school. Alice on the other hand was constantly reminded about her clothes and that she put on too much make-up. Pulling the device from her pocket, Alice raises it up and points it at Ellie. Alice decided to pick a physical trait and then decided upon chest, butt, and curves. Alice blasted her sister with The Swapper. She made sure not to come close to the awareness button. She didn't want Ellie to know anything had happened at all. As Alice did so, she found their roles are now reversed. Ellie's perfect C cup breast, plump round ass, and shapely hips are assets Alice now possessed. She started to dance around with as she saw Ellie is now only blessed with A cup boobs, a slightly rounded ass, and not very well defined hips. "This is how it should have always been," Alice thought as she decided to go out to have more fun with her new toy. Alice's plan was to take Ellie's best traits, but she decided Ellie should have nothing. Alice, drunk with power, wanted to ruin Ellie. Alice wondered what would happen if Ellie was still flirting with all those boys in middle school when she had the body of a man. Alice decided to swap Ellie's body with her brother Sam and then take her best traits for herself. Alice didn't consider what this meant to Sam though. Instead of swapping Ellie with herself as she was thinking, she turned on her heels and found her brother Sam. She swapped her entire body with his. Sam didn't notice anything had changed at all. Alice then walked back toward Ellie's room to swap with her. Alice didn't notice how her body was moving differently nor did she notice how it felt to be taller. She was much too fixated upon her purpose. Seeing Ellie in her room, Alice swapped her new body with Ellie's. This time, Alice took a moment to see what she had done. Ellie was laying on her bed texting someone. Alice assumed it was one of her friends. Ellie's strappy sandals were on the floor beside her bed. Her legs peeking out under her form-fitting skirt were hairy, shapeless, and ended in 'big' feet whose toes were still painted scarlet. The skirt was so tight, that Alice could clearly see the outline of Ellie's balls and dick underneath. Her hips were straight without any hint of a curve. Alice could see her hairy belly-button over her skirt and below her crop tank top. The sweetheart neckline that she would use to highlight her former boobs only showed the top of a slightly hairy chest. Her arms like the rest of her body were hairy and muscular and her large hands had shaped nails that were also painted the same hue of scarlet as her toes. Her angular face was covered in blush with lipstick on the lips with eye shadow on her lids. It was hilarious to see Ellie look like this. Alice knew that even though Ellie could see her body, she wouldn't think anything was wrong. She still thought she was a pretty fourteen-year- old girl in middle school. "What do you want!" Ellie demanded when she saw Alice staring at her. "Nothing, Princess," Alice spat back, accentuating the word 'Princess'. Alice then returned to her brother's room to get her body back while keeping the best of Ellie's traits. Sam saw Alice and ask, "Alice, is something wrong?" There was concern in his voice. he noticed that she had been to his door twice in the last few minutes. "Alice, what's wrong?" Sam asked again in Alice's former voice. Sam didn't look as ridiculous in Alice's body wearing his clothes as Ellie did in his body. He was wearing a button-down shirt with khaki pants. Alice's new C-cup boobs could use a bra, but otherwise, he looked fine. Alice goes on to tell Sam about the device and that she used it on herself, Ellie, and him to swap all of their bodies. Sam looked down at himself. He didn't notice anything wrong. His body was the same as he remembered it. "Look in the mirror," Alice suggested. He saw Alice's face but recognized it as his own. He could also see the large bumps caused by breasts also. He didn't think anything was amiss at all. "What's the matter with this. I look fine." "I tell you, you have my body." "If I have your body, whose body do you have?" "Ellie's of course." "I don't see it." "Shouldn't you have a dick?" "No." "You're a man?" "Yeah, so..." "I can prove it works," Alice stated. "How?" "Have you ever wondered what it's like to have a dick?" "Well, a little. Who hasn't?" "OK, come with me." Alice brought Sam over to Ellie's room and swap their genitals. This time with the awareness button toggled, at least for Sam. He now had his own penis back. "Oh my god," Sam exclaimed. "I have a dick!" "See I told you." Sam was astonished. he reached into his pants to feel it. "This is amazing!" Sam turned to return to his room to play with his new equipment. "Where are you going?" "Ummm, nowhere." Sam didn't want to admit what he wanted to do to his sister. Alice swapped the genitals back. She had to as the first step in returning everyone to normal. "I think I should just put everyone back to normal." "Now wait a minute. You wanted to see how Ellie would handle having a man's body. Let's find out. I don't have any classes until the afternoon tomorrow. Let's follow her to school and see what happens. It should be very funny to watch." Sam wished he could have that dick for a little while longer, but he wasn't going to tell Alice that. "You don't mind having my body?" "I really can't tell." "You have a pussy in your pants and you can't tell anything is different?" "Nope, it seems fine to me." "Well if you don't mind." When Sam's back was turned, Alice returned Ellie's curves back to her own body. "Why should he have them?" Alice thought. Alice had Ellie's body in all its glory. A body, she thought she deserved. Alice took a selfie of her new body and sent it off to Robert Braid, a boy that wouldn't give her the time of day. "Maybe now he would notice her?" Alice thought. If he does notice her, Alice wasn't sure what to do? Should she date the cute hunk or use the Trait Swapper on him for ignoring her when she was 'plain'. That was what she was thinking when Robert replied back, 'Nice picture babe!' When Alice saw him in person, she would decide. She was leaning towards giving him the torso, sans breasts, of Christie Marie who could stand to lose fifty pounds. Maybe she should also give him all the fat in Christie's butt too. The next morning, Ellie came to breakfast dressed in her usual school attire. She was wearing a high-rise slim extremely stretchy pair of jeans with a five-button closer at the fly. (The bulge in her pants was clear for everyone to see.) She wore it with a V-neck top that would've shown the tops of her breasts, but now showed the top of her slightly hairy chest. She topped it off with ballet flats. She had a thin necklace around her neck and as much make-up as she could get away with at middle school. She looked laughable. Alice poked Sam to point it out. Sam didn't see anything wrong with Ellie's appearance or apparel at all. Alice followed her towards her school, smiling at how she was walking like a girl but had her brother's body. Sam humored Alice. It looked perfectly normal to him. When Alice got to the school, she realized the problem. Alice couldn't just walk into a middle school. Only students and faculty and staff were allowed in, for obvious reasons. All the students entered through the schoolyard. The schoolyard was actually in the center of two schools, the middle school, IS 135, and the primary school, PS 109. Both schools use the yard for their activities. This gave more area for both sets of students. "Well, I guess we can't see what happens," Sam remarked to Alice. Alice was disappointed. Alice watched students flashing their IDs and getting inside the gate of their school, She got an idea. Alice swap schools for herself and her brother with a pair of girls who were about to head into the school area. Once she did so, the pair of girls turned away from the school entrance. They went in different directions. One headed towards Alice's high school, where she was now a senior. The other returned to her own home. She didn't have class at Sam's former college until later that afternoon. "Let's go to class," Alice told Sam. "After you, Alice," he replied. Alice then took her ID out of her wallet and showed it to the guard at the gate. Before returning it to her wallet, Alice looked at her picture (well Ellie's picture, she had her body) along with Alice's real name and real age. It indicated that Alice Rheeder, age seventeen was in the sixth grade at IS 135. The card was laminated and had the office school seal. This ID was obviously genuine. Sam followed behind Alice. Knowledge was received into Alice's head (and some was removed) such as which classes she attended and the names of her teachers. Everything she would need to know to attend this middle school. From behind, Alice saw Ellie with a pimply-faced fourteen-year-old boy. Ellie towers over the lad, as she had the body of a man who is twenty. Alice and Sam circle around them so they can see and hear what Ellie and the boy were doing. Once behind the couple, Alice watches as Ellie flirts with the boy. She is standing very close to him and smiling and nodding as he speaks. Ellie brushed the hair away from her ear sensuously. Sometimes she touches the boy to build a rapport. Even though Ellie is fourteen, she seemed to be well-practiced at flirting. Alice thought it was comical to see the body of her brother, wearing obvious feminine attire, flirting with some little schoolboy. The boy was eating up all the attention. Sam thought it looked like two kids doing what kids do. He didn't even recognize Ellie's body as his own. "Let's get a closer look," Alice told Sam. "Why?" "I want to see if Ellie is getting a boner in her pants." But before Alice could do anything, the school bell rang. She had to go to class. There wasn't any way out of it. The guards wouldn't let a student out of school at class time. As the other students filed into the building, Alice and Sam loitered outside. "OK, you saw Ellie, Swap us back and let's go home now," Sam implored Alice. "I can't. They aren't here." "OK, then let's just cut out." But before they could, the schoolyard attendant came up to them. "You heard the school bell," the attendant reminded them. "Hurry or you will be tardy to your first class." "But." "You don't want to be tardy? Do you?" They were hustled into the building. Both Alice and Sam knew which class to go to. They had the same classes, just like the students they had swapped with. They entered the classroom which looked extremely familiar. Alice recognized both the teacher and the teaching assistant. She even recognized the ten or so students in the room. This was a special ed class. The entire class would be together all day, except for the odd period like gym or shop that were slightly different for the group. Alice and Sam took their assigned seats without being asked or told which were theirs. Once seated, Alice opened her notebook, as did Sam. Every page had her name, Alice on the top with a date and that day's work. It was all written in what Alice recognized as her own handwriting. She went to the next blank page and dutifully wrote "Alice 'Rheeder' and today's date on the top. Then she looked in the top left part of the board and saw today's 'Do Now' and homework problems for tonight. "I have an idea," Alice told Sam. "If we have to be at middle school, we might as well be the teachers." Alice took out the device. The assistant, Miss Vincenza was drawn to Alice by her chatter. Before she could use it, Miss Vincenza demanded The Trait Swapper from her saying, "You know you aren't allowed to use electronic devices while in class. Give it here. You get it back at the end of the day." Alice hadn't any choice, she gave the device to Miss Vincenza. She was a young lady of about twenty-one-years-old who hadn't graduated college yet. Throughout the class, Alice kept an eye on her. She needed the device back. Alice was apprehensive when she left with two boys of about twelve- years-old to escort them to speech therapy. The teaching assistant took the device with her. The teaching assistant was only gone for five or ten minutes. Alice was informed by him (the teaching assistant was now a twelve-year-old boy, Jordan Weliky in a woman's style pantsuit, not that you noticed any difference), "I gave the device to Miss Vincenza. You can pick it up from her at the end of the day." You knew who Miss Vincenza was. She was the head of the guidance counselors. She was a pretty woman who was only twenty-one-years-old. The rest of the class continued normally. About a half-hour later, the two students returned from speech therapy, the twelve-year-old boy and forty-something-year-old woman returned to their seats. The stutter of the middle-aged woman seemed worse after she returned from therapy. That is what Alice thought, but she couldn't be sure. Maybe she was simply noticing it more because she was made aware of her therapy. The stutterer also seemed agitated about something. The woman who returned from speech therapy was fidgeting in her seat. She didn't seem to be paying attention to the lesson at all. She was right in front of Alice, She was better dressed than most of her middle school peers in a midi-dress that had a nautical vibe. It was navy blue with thin vertical stripes on the bodice and three-quarter length sleeves with a white skirt. The collared neckline ended in a deep-V which showed off the tops of her breasts. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and stood up out of her chair. "I-I-I shouldn't b-b-be here!" Matthew Camper shouted as best she could with her stutter. "Sh-Sh-She did this to m-m-me." "Matt," the teacher reprimanded, "get back into your seat." "I'm n-n-not. I'm going t-t-to go. This is all wr-r-wrong. E-E-Every bit of it." "Matt, this is your last warning." But 'Matt' didn't listen to her. She ran out of the room as fast as her four and a quarter inch navy heels could carry her. The teacher moved to the phone extension on the wall and let the office know what had happened. The teacher got the class in order and the lesson continued. When Matt returned, (she was brought back via the guidance office by a school safety officer) her head was bowed low. It was clear she had been crying. Her make-up was running down her face with tears. Matt stood in front of the classroom. She was looking down at the floor with her hands in her romper. It was clear she had learned her lesson. Everyone could tell she was wearing her diaper underneath by the obvious bulge in the crotch area. She was 'still barefoot' when she said to the class, "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry. I-I-I don't know w-w-what came over m-m-me. It'll n-n-never h-h-happen again." "Thank you, Matt," the teacher said quietly. "You may take your seat now." Matt did as requested. There was an audible whoosh as the air was pushed out of her diaper as she plopped down to a seated position. She then got back to work with the rest of the class. The bell sounded. The students all made their way out of the room. There were a dozen in all, ten regular students plus Sam and Alice. Once at the next class, we were seated in a different configuration than the last one, even though every student in the last class was in this class also. We all got to work. A monitor entered the classroom and gave the teacher a note. "Justine and Marisa please go with the monitor," the teacher announced. Justine headed toward the front of the classroom. Her pigtails were bouncing with every step she took. "Do girls in middle school still wear pigtails?" Alice thought. Apparently, they did as Justine's hair was braided in pigtails like a little girl. Her mother probably put her in pigtails. Ellie hadn't worn pigtails since elementary school. "Marisa," Alice thought "should be the one in pigtails." She was apparently eleven like the rest of the class, but she looked much younger. She looked like she was seven or eight. She was shorter than the rest of the class by a lot and less developed too. You all returned to work when they left. It was hard for Alice to concentrate. The device was out of her hands. But she would get it back at the end of the day from Miss Vincenza. Ten or fifteen minutes later, Justine and Marisa returned. Justine's hair was still very short, it was even shorter than her triangular- shaped beard. Justine's mother probably picked out her hairstyle for her. No girl should want to have hair that short. Marisa entered the room right after Justine. She was so little, Alice didn't know how she could stand up straight with boobs as big as hers. Those boobs would make her a hit at any college frat party, but they looked odd on a girl so young. Her boobs were bigger than the ones Alice had now by a lot. At the end of the day, Alice and Sam hurried to Miss Vincenza's office. They wanted to get the device back as soon as possible. Sam waited outside as Alice entered. She saw Miss Vincenza's secretary immediately upon entering. The secretary was a man of about thirty-five-years-old whose long hair was tied into two pigtails. He removed the thumb he was sucking out of his mouth to greet Alice. "Yes, young lady. How can I help you?" "I was told to report here after school." "What's your name?" "Alice Rheeder." "Miss Vincenza will see you now. Go right in." Alice saw the device on Miss Vincenza's desk sitting right in front of her. She hadn't put it away. Alice was hopeful that she would give it right to her. But her hopes were dashed then she said sternly, "Alice, you know the rules about electronic devices. None are to be used or even seen during school hours and certainly not in class. With this in mind, I have decided to keep this device here until Friday. You can pick it at the end of the day then." "But I need it," Alice pleaded. "Then you shouldn't have taken it out in school. There won't be any more discussion about it. I've made my decision. Good day, Alice." There was dismissal in her tone. Alice had to leave. She could tell if she argued more, it might be another week until she got it back. Or Miss Vincenza might call her mother who would ask what the device was. Then she would be in real trouble and never get the device at all. She left Miss Vincenza's office to tell Sam the bad news. "She won't give it back until Friday," Alice informed Sam. "You mean we have to spend a week in middle school?" "It seems so. There isn't anything I can do about it." "I should have never listened to you. Ellie looks fine. Nothing was different about her at all. Now look at us, we are back in the sixth grade." Sam had forgotten it was his idea to trail Ellie "I'm sorry. But there isn't anything I can do about it," Alice reiterated. They walked home. Except for their new school, nothing changed with their lives. They were still considered their rightful ages and had the same friends as before. Alice decided not to confide in anyone what had happened, even though she was dying to do so. Besides, Lexi had already left for the military academy. The next day, everyone came down to breakfast as usual. Alice was wearing her usual attire. What she would wear to high school. The problem was was that her clothes weren't styled to highlight the assets of Ellie's body. What did it matter any way, she was only going to be in middle school. Sam wore his usual preppy clothes. Once again it didn't look strange on Alice's former body. Ellie still looked funny trying to push the boundaries of female middle school fashion having the body of her twenty-year-old brother though. Since they all attended the same school now, you all walked together. Before entering the school, Hannah Rubin showed Alice and Sam her engagement ring. Alice didn't know the little eleven-year-old very well, but that didn't matter. Hannah was so excited she was showing everyone. Apparently, her fiancee finally popped the question yesterday. Hannah thought it was about time, they had been dating for over five years. The second day of classes was much like the first. Except that Matt didn't have any more outbursts. He came to school ready to do serious work in his white blouse whose U-neck still highlighted his breasts well and a below the knee black skirt combo. (Both his blouse and skirt had hidden zippers in the back.) But this time he wore tan hose and a smaller heel to show he was serious about his work. His make-up also used understated tones to show the seriousness of his new attitude. Alice was sure that Matt's husband was proud that he is ready to just be the good student everyone expects from him. The diaper underneath wasn't as apparent today, but the unmistakable sound of plastic crinkling was heard while he walked. There was also the same whooshing sound when he sat down. Matt visited Miss Vincenza before class today. Miss Vincenza put Matt back into her normal clothing, sans her diapers. Matt knows he shouldn't be in this class and have a stutter, but at least she thinks she is dressed normally, not like a toddler. Miss Vincenza told him if he is good, then she'll return him to the 'way he was before.' Jordan Weliky, the teaching assistant, who was the same age as most of the students in the class, except Matt who is in his forties, handed out the scored tests from the week before (Jordan was a co-ed in college when he wasn't helping the class.) Alice got her test back along with all the other students. It was a test that Alice hadn't actually taken. That was before she had gotten the device. The grade was 66. Alice passed by the skin of her teeth. But she was still proud of herself. She wanted to put a heart shape around the grade but decided not to. Another monitor called Zachary to the nurse's office. He wasn't gone too long. Alice wondered why he had been called and Zachary told her without any shame. "I'm due in less than three months," the eleven-year-old told Alice while patting his pregnant belly. "They just wanted to make sure the baby was alright. They also informed me, I would be transferring from gym to wood shop." "I should have guessed that," Alice told Zachary. "I really would have preferred to stay in gym, but I understand them moving me. You have to be careful." "And after the baby is born?" "I'm taking maternity leave silly. It's the best way to bond with the baby. I'll be out for six weeks." "I didn't know where my head was. It was so obvious as to why he was going to the nurse. I mean when you are pregnant and all," she thought. "When all this is done, I'll be a lot smarter in high school." Speaking of the nurse, Christine raised her hand. "Can I have a pass to the nurse?" she asked. "What for?" "Let me talk to you in private." Christine walked to the teacher, but everyone knew, or at least Alice did, why she needed to see the nurse now. Her skirt was tented by her very long erect penis. She needed someone to rub it out for her. Sam raised his hand later on. "Yes, Sam," the teacher asked. "Can I have the pass? I need to use the bathroom." "You may have it." Alice watched her brother leave the classroom with her body. She wondered if he was going to relieve himself in the boy's or girl's restroom. He'll probably use the boys, but with her former body, he should use the girls'. Sam retrieved the pass from the corner of the teacher's desk. He wasn't gone long. When he returned, it was clear his diaper had been changed. The smell of fresh poo-poo was gone from him. Although he must have been put in a larger diaper than before because he was walking with his legs more spread apart than usual. The next class was art class. The art class was a bit different than the other classes. Since it was a non-academic class, the special ed students and non-special ed students were mixed together. Alice was working on a group project. The teacher allowed the students to pick their groups, thus Alice was working with Sam and another boy. Alice could talk to Sam about their situation, the teacher didn't mind talking as long as the students were working at the same time. But Sam didn't really want to talk any way, he didn't like that he was put in a regular diaper. He wished he could have stayed in his training pants. Since Alice was keeping quiet, she could hear the chatter from the other groups One girl, in particular, could be heard throughout the classroom. She was bursting with excitement. "...my mother made the arrangements. I'm going to be in my first beauty pageant in three weeks," the girl told her friends in her group. "Really? Do you think you will win? You are very pretty." "It's not just being pretty that wins. There is a lot to it." "I know there is the talent portion too. You can sing." "There is so much more. I've been reading all about it. You have to not only be talented, but you also have to have poise." "Poise? What's that?" "It's how you stand a walk around. Everything is judged." "Oh." "Also there is a theme..." Miss Vincenza happened to enter the classroom. Alice was hoping she was going to give her the device back right then. Or tell her to pick it up at the end of the day, but she didn't. She went up to the girl who was talking excitedly and asked her, "We have some supplies we need to bring to the class. Can you help me carry them?" The girl went with her obediently. A boy from another group was also asked to help bring in art supplies. The trio left the room, they weren't gone long. They returned with the supplies, looking exactly as they had been. When they finished putting the small boxes in the right place, they returned to their groups. The girl with the girls and the boy with the boys. The boy didn't miss a beat. "Where was I," he asked himself. Then he started talking to the boys in an as excited voice as before. "I've been practicing walking and standing for a week now." The boy spoke in the high pitched tones that the girl had used. He had her voice and her singing talent to go along with her spot in the pageant. Not that Alice, nor anyone thought it was weird that a twelve-year-old boy would be excited that he was competing in a beauty pageant. "A week?" his friend asked. "Yeah, I thought my mom was going to enter me, but I didn't want to tell everyone until it was official. But that didn't mean I wasn't practicing. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. The way mom told me I was in the pageant was that she got me this gorgeous one-piece halter swimsuit. It is pure white with black highlights and it is all glittery." "Did you try it on?" one of the boys asked. "Hell yeah, I did. I look great. Did I tell you the theme of the pageant is? No, I guess I forgot that too. It's Winter Wonderland. The swimsuit is just perfect for that theme. Mom is looking for dresses now. When she narrows it down to a few, I'll get to choose the one I like the best." Alice tried to shut the boy out and get to work. But she just couldn't he was so excited. Everyone couldn't help but eavesdrop. It finally happened. A monitor was dispatched to get Alice. She didn't know who she would be seeing or what about when the teacher called her name. But she obediently left with the monitor. He took Alice to an office. Alice entered the door and walked inside... Alice entered her classroom. Her personality had changed. She headed toward her seat. Sam was staring daggers at her. It was clear he was very mad. It was clear he was mad at Alice. But she couldn't talk to him in class to find out what the trouble was. She is a good girl, she could never talk to another student during class. Alice was the type of student who was always helpful to the teachers. She sat down and got to work. Once at recess, Sam pulled Alice aside to talk to him. "YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING!" he shouted in whispered tones. "You have to get the device and swap us back." "Device? What device?" Alice didn't know what he was talking about. She didn't have any memory of the device at all, not anymore. "Do you know what happened? Before only Mommy or my girlfriend would change my diaper, but some man had to change me here. He put me on a changing table, then he took off my diaper and washed my butt with a wipe. That wasn't a big deal. I expected him to just put me into a clean diaper, but after he finished, he douched my privates. I couldn't believe it. He was inside me, cleaning me up with a douche. Only then did he powder my bottom and tape me into a clean diaper. I thought he was done. But he wasn't." Words flew out of Sam's mouth as he told his story. Continuing he stated, "Then he found a bigger diaper than before and double diapered me. Next, he told me, 'I was to only come to school in a double diaper. That if I didn't have a second one on. I would get into trouble. He also told me that I wasn't to leave the class if I wet. It didn't matter how much I wet I couldn't get my diaper changed for that. YOU KNOW HOW I HATE TO BE WET! They are going to make me stay in a wet diaper all day. Oh my god, you have to do something. You have to get the device back. You have to return everything to normal." Alice didn't have any idea what Sam meant about a device. She didn't know what back to normal meant. Everything seemed as it should be. "Listen to me," Alice told Sam in soothing tones. "If grown-ups say you should be in a double diaper, then you should follow their advice. They know more than we do. You should always do what an adult tells you. No matter what. They are always right." "Alice? What's wrong with you. You know we aren't supposed to be here." "Where should we be?" "I'm in college and you are in high school." "Don't be silly. We're both in middle school. Last year we were in primary school." "Get the device and we'll reverse this. You'll see then." "Device? What device?" "The Trait Swapper." "What's that?" Sam explained what it was and how it looked. "You used it on us. You put us into middle school." "Why would I do that?" "You wanted to watch Ellie." "What's wrong with Ellie?" "I don't know. You said something about she was in the wrong body." "She is?" Alice made an unbelieving look on her face. "She looked fine to me this morning." "I know, but that is what you said." "I didn't say any such thing. I know you are angry about being in a double diaper (and not changing when you wet.) But if that is what an adult told you. You should just do it. You can talk to Mommy if you like when you get home. But I wouldn't take off that extra diaper if I was you." Even though recess was over, Sam couldn't make Alice understand what had happened. He didn't know what to do next. He longed for the days, actually, it was only two days ago, when he was back in college and only his girlfriend would change his diaper. The thought that the device was being used on himself, or Alice or any of the students in his class never occurred to him. All Sam wanted to do was get the device back and return to normal. This only meant to him, leaving middle school and returning to college. "Alice, I can't wait until Friday," Sam told Alice. "Friday? What's on Friday." "Friday is when they said they will give it back. "If they say they'll give it back Friday, then they will. Just wait. Grown-ups never lie," Alice explained. "It's only a few days." "You aren't wearing diapers that need to be changed. A few days seems like an eternity to me," Sam complained. After Art, instead of going to his next class, Sam went to see Miss Vincenza again. He wanted to talk to her about giving the device back. He didn't think it would work, but he had to try something. As he entered Miss Vincenza's outer office, he saw Mrs. Berard waiting with Cole a student from his class. Sam didn't know much about Mrs. Berard, she was just another one of the guidance counselors. But everyone knew Cole. He was a disruptive influence in the class. Cole was the type of person who would purposefully belch or fart extra loud to get a laugh. He was the type of person who would pick his nose in front of everyone. He didn't care who was watching. There were several other 'pranks' he would do. Sam didn't know the politics of the school. Mrs. Berard wanted Miss Vincenza's job. Well, originally she wanted it from the person who Miss Vincenza stole the job from using the device. Sam knew her as Matthew Camper. But she didn't notice the change. Mrs. Berard was a brown- noser. She was sweet to all her bosses but would backstab when she had a chance. Mrs. Berard this very day talked to the principal about the problems with Miss Vincenza. But while she was with Miss Vincenza, Mrs. Berard would say she is doing a great job and was always eager to volunteer. Cole and Mrs. Berard entered Miss Vincenza's office. Cole came out almost immediately. He was wearing a professional-looking business suit with a skirt that fell to just below the knees. Even though it was past the middle of the day, his suit looked like it had just been cleaned and pressed and he had just put it on. His make-up was impeccably applied. Everyone hated Cole in the class. He was the teacher's pet, even more of a goody-two-shoes than Alice. He was the first kid in the class every day. He did his work immediately and sat with his hands folded and his knees crossed when he was done. He always raised his hand when the teacher asked for volunteers. But when the teacher was out of the room, he would talk about her, behind her back, especially to the other teachers. He didn't even say 'Hi' as he passed Sam while leaving the office. He had to get to class immediately. Sam could hear Miss Vincenza reaming out Mrs. Berard. "That is not appropriate behavior," Miss Vincenza admonished. "I can't help it when I have gas," Mrs. Berard tried to explain. "I know what you are doing. You had better quit it or you won't be working here for very much longer!" "It isn't my fault." "Don't give me that. Just quit it or start looking for a new job. I expect certain professionalism here." Mrs. Berard was dressed in a black t-shirt with white lettering that proclaimed "I Paused My Game To Be Here" when she left the office. Her t-shirt wasn't tucked into her ratty over-sized jeans. Her jeans were so over-sized that they hung down over her sneakers. She looked concerned. She was worried that she would lose her job. Soon after Mrs. Berard exited, Miss Vincenza's secretary motioned Sam into the office. The secretary was a man in his thirties, his hair was braided in pigtails, and had a thick Spanish accent. Sam noticed that the secretary's thumb had lipstick on the base. It probably got there because when no one was around, he liked to suck it. When Sam entered the office, he chickened out about asking for the device. He didn't want to upset Miss Vincenza. She might increase the time instead of diminishing it. So instead the twenty-year-old former college student asked, "Miss Vincenza do I really have to wear double diapers all day? I wish I could wear pull-ups as used to." Sam didn't know there would be anything wrong with him wearing pull-ups. That swap was made without him being party to it. He just wished that he wasn't wearing diapers, let alone double-diapers. He thought he was making progress. He did wear regular diapers overnight, but that was different, he knew he couldn't control himself while sleeping. Miss Vincenza's office overlooked the schoolyard. The yard had been sectioned off such that multiple classes and grades could use it separately for their needs. Instead of answering Sam's question, she swapped Sam's placement with one of the first graders. Sam didn't find it weird that he was in the first grade. He didn't even remember that he was ever in middle school nor college. He was just one of the students in the first grade. Sam was still concerned about wearing diapers, lots of his classmates teased him about it. The boy who took over Sam's place in middle school, Jason knew all about the device and thought that he belonged in college just as Sam had. He remembered swapping grades with Alice. Why he was with her he didn't know, they weren't siblings. He made an excuse for while he was here. It wasn't a very good excuse, but Miss Vincenza knew better any way and let the boy go. before the boy left the office, Miss Vincenza got up from her desk and replaced the little boy's penis with her secretary's penis. She liked making small swaps with her secretary and the people who entered her office. She made at least five or six so far. Or was it seven? Miss Vincenza wasn't really sure anymore. She tried to count the swaps, well there was this penis one, and now he wears lipstick, he sucks his thump, his hair is in pigtails and his primary language is now Spanish. Was that all? Who knows? When Jason 'returned' to his class, Alice asked the seven-year-old, "What did she say?" "I was too scared to ask her," Jason stated. "If she knew how important the device was she might keep it longer." "OK, Friday isn't too far off." Alice was glad that Jason was dropping this device problem. She didn't know what device he was talking about any way. After Jason left Miss Vincenza's office, she was looking out to the yard. On a nice day, such as today, there were always children out there. Either they were playing at recess or 'playing' during their gym period. Miss Vincenza was contemplating what swaps to make with these children. But she didn't know most of them which took the fun out of a swap. A short while later, Mr. Raisen entered Miss Vincenza's office. "Miss Vincenza it has come to my attention that you have been summoning various students to your office without cause," Mr. Raisen inquired. "I thought that it would be a good thing to see them individually and see if they are having any troubles." "You have a staff to do that...if there is time. But you have paperwork that needs to be done. Why haven't you finished that report we discussed?" Mr. Raisen was trying to be intimidating, but when Miss Vincenza used the device, he wasn't intimidating anymore. She swapped his confidence as well as his height with a third-grader. When Miss Vincenza stood up she towered over Mr. Raisen who was now only four foot one. "I think it's more important to help the students than do silly reports. The reports can wait!" She told him. Mr. Raisen felt scared of the woman who was yelling at him. He wanted adults to like him. He used his last bit of confidence to say, "Well, OK, but get to those reports soon." Then he turned and almost ran out of the room. Mr. Raisen felt like crying. He went to the restroom to try and gather himself before anyone could see him. With Mr. Raisen out of her hair, Miss Vincenza headed to the hall with the device. Miss Vincenza knew the students in Alice's class more than anyone else. This came from the time when she was their assistant teacher. Now that she was the senior guidance counselor (and had the device) she wanted to visit with all the students there. Miss Vincenza looked into the class to survey what she had done. One of her students now had her old job as a teaching assistant. That backstabbing Mrs. Berard was now just one of the students. Twelve-year- old Zachary was pregnant with his first child. She saw a seven-year-old who replaced Sam in the class, she didn't even know the boy's name, but he had the dick of a grown man. Alice who brought her this wonderful device hadn't really changed. Her attitude changed a little bit, but mostly she had totally forgotten about the device. Matt Camper (an adult woman) was the only changed person in the class who was aware of what happened. Matt threatened her returning her to normal. When Matt complained that he/she wanted to be returned to her former life, he/she found herself/himself in the attire of a toddler including a soiled diaper. When Miss Vincenza explained it could get worse, Matt had to back down. There weren't many students in the class who hadn't been trait swapped in one way or another. But there was Ben Seligman. She summoned him to her office. "Hey, Ben," Miss Vincenza said pleasantly. "How's it going?" "It's going OK, I guess." "I just wanted to talk to you and see if you doing well or if there is something I can help you with." It took a little coaxing, before Ben admitted, "There is this girl in my class. I like her, but she won't talk to me." "Really? Who is it?" "It's Alice Rheeder. I really like her. Sometimes when I'm sitting behind her, I stare at her all class." "Is that so?" "Yeah." "Have you tried to talk to her?" "Not much, I'm afraid." "Do you want me to talk to her for you?" "No way! What if she doesn't like me. She would tell everyone..." Alice already knew about Ben. Ben wasn't obviously for her. For one thing, she was seventeen and he was twelve. Also, she didn't expect to be in middle-school past Friday any way, if her friend was to be believed. "Calm down. I have an idea." Miss Vincenza asked Ben to wait as she got a hold of Mr. Wendel. With the aid of the device, Ben didn't care about Alice anymore. Nor did he care about any middle school girls. He had had many girlfriends until he moved in with his current girlfriend, Pam. Pam is a very pretty and vivacious 27-year-old RN. Miss Vincenza send Ben back to his classroom. Once Ben was gone, Miss Vincenza asked Mr. Wendel what is this I hear about you and Alice Rheeder?" "I didn't think anyone knew about that?" Mr. Wendel said bashfully. "I have my sources," Miss Vincenza replied. "Now tell me about you and Alice." "I like her. I really, really like her. I always look for her in the halls and sometimes I follow behind her as she is going to her next class." "Have you talked to her?" "Maybe I said 'Hi' once or twice, but I haven't talked to her really." "Then you never told her how you feel?" "No, I couldn't" With the reality shift, Alice knew that Mr. Wendel liked her. Similar to what she felt about Ben, Alice didn't like him. After all, he was 29 and she is 17. But what bothered her most was that this 29-year-old was still living with his parents. "I could talk to her and see how she feels about you," Miss Vincenza said helpfully. Teachers dating the students would be cause for legal concern, but since this was a magic swap of feelings, no one would think anything was wrong with Mr. Wendel having a serious crush on a student. Miss Vincenza was planning on talking to Alice about Mr. Wendel. She wanted to talk to her any way. She was going to confirm that Alice didn't know anything about the device anymore. When a friend of Miss Vincenza entered the room it was a complete surprise to her. Miss Vincenza had been so busy with her newfound toy, that she forgot about Laura Zaffos. They had been friends ever since they started working here. Both were attending college and hired as teaching assistants. They struck up a great friendship that endured all the changes of the device. Miss Vincenza would have told Laura eventually about the device, but she didn't make time for it. "Hey, how are you doing?" Laura asked. "I'm great, just great." "That's fantastic. What has got you into such a good mood?" "This thing," Miss Vincenza showed Laura the device. "What does it do?" "It swaps traits between people." "No, really." "How do you think I got this job?" "You've always had this job since I've been working here." "No, I just got it. I have also made other swaps with people." "Really? Like who?" "Have you seen my secretary?" "Sure, what about him." "You don't think there is anything odd about him?" "Odd in what way?" "He's been swapped." "Yeah, right." "No, it's true. I can prove it to you." Miss Vincenza called her secretary to the room. She wanted Laura to see him with the awareness turned off. She would swap bodies and jobs with him to show Laura. When the secretary entered the room, Miss Vincenza swapped all of the changes that she did to her secretary as well as changing their jobs. She was now the secretary and he was her boss. Laura didn't notice any changes take place. All Miss Vincenza had to do was to click the Aw.Reset button and Laura would notice all the changes. She would be made aware. But when the button was elected, not only Miss Vincenza, but everyone else who knew about The Trait Swapper forgot everything about it. This included Miss Vincenza herself, who was now had the swapped over body and job of her secretary, the boy who took Sam's place, and Matthew Camper. None of them knew a thing about The Trait Swapper anymore nor any of the previous changes that they had known about. Miss Vincenza didn't know what the device was in her hands anymore, but somehow she knew it was dangerous. In her hands materialized the instructions for the device, but she was too afraid to read them. She had to get rid of it and get as far away from it as possible. Giving it to Laura wasn't an option, Laura was a friend of hers and they worked at the same place. She would have to give it to a passing acquaintance or a stranger. She would do it as soon as possible. After school, Alice and Ellie met up. It was both their responsibilities to walk Sam home. He couldn't walk alone, he was only in the first grade. Each took one of his hands and the trio headed home. Miss Vincenza was desperate to get rid of the device. She didn't know what it did, but she was scared never-the-less. She took the device with her as she left the school. She went into her car trying to think of the best way. She was so nervous that she started to suck her thumb while driving. It calmed her. She knew she couldn't just throw it out, someone had to have it. Parking her car, she took the device into a laundry-mat. Her pig-tails swaying with every step. She didn't know why her mother insisted she had pig-tails. Miss Vincenza placed the device on one of the tables where people folded their cleaned laundry and then left leaving it behind. She was sure someone would take it. She looked at her Mickey Mouse wristwatch. It was almost 3:45, she had to hurry. Her mommy expected her home by 4:00.