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I'm writing this down as part of my therapy. It's been five years since
The Great Shift, or as I like to call it The Great Swap, happened. I'll
remember that day for the rest of my life, or perhaps lives if it
happens again, which is part of my anxiety and why I need therapy.
Before that fateful day I was born Richard Woods. My family and friends
called me Rick while some people called me Rikki. I didn't mind the last
nickname since I had felt that I had been born in the wrong body. Of
course I grew up during a time when it wasn't quite well known what that
meant. We didn't have the internet then and very few shows touched on
the subject. I was more comfortable around the girls and was jealous of
them being in the right body at the same time. Boys picked on me for
that and once replaced my clothes in my gym locker with girl clothes. I
had gym first thing in the morning and missed that day's classes since
we couldn't wear our gym uniforms to class. My parents weren't happy
about that. I graduated but didn't get into any college. I went into
construction and did that up until that fateful day.
I had gotten sick the night before, with the flu verging on pneumonia as
I later found out, so I was in bed feeling miserable. I knew I should
have gone to the doctor but I didn't think I had been that bad. What
would the doctor have been able to do anyway? Give me some antibiotics
and send me home most likely. Though I knew enough to know that
antibiotics didn't work on viral infections. So I stayed home in bed. I
had my window open for some fresh air and I could hear the sounds of the
public pool drifting through. I wished I could be there swimming as a
girl. That's when it happened.
It was a bit of a strange sensation. It kind of felt like something
latched onto my lower back and just pulled be backwards. I was laying on
my back at the time so it felt like I went through my bed. Once it
happened my vision went black. The sensation of being pulled backwards
suddenly stopped within a very short time and I could see again. I was
looking at a stall door and I could feel a tickling sensation between my
legs. Tilting my head down I saw that I had breasts now. Breasts covered
in a bikini top with the bikini bottoms down to my knees. It was pretty
clear that I was a girl now. I wondered why and how I became a girl in
the middle of peeing.
As I felt the stream of piss come to an end I heard a girl in the next
stall scream. She was screaming over and over how she couldn't be a
black girl. I was amused a bit by this but then thought about something
horrible. It seemed like I might be at a public pool and if more people
switched then perhaps there could be some people in danger of drowning.
With this thought in mind I quickly pulled up my bikini bottoms and
opened the stall door. I knew the layout of the male side of the public
pool so I reversed that for the female side and hoped that this was
indeed the pool I was thinking of. I was right about it and saw that it
wasn't as chaotic as I had feared. The only person in the pool was a
lifeguard and they seemed to be having trouble. I looked around real
quick and saw that no one else was paying attention to the lifeguard but
if no one helped her she was likely to drown. Since people seemed to be
in shock still and I didn't know if the lifeguards were still able to
carry out their duty I did the only logical thing. I ran and dived into
the water as the lifeguard was going under. Ordinarily I would have
belly flopped had I tried that before but either it was the adrenaline
or my body was able to do it now. I saw the lifeguard and I quickly swam
to her, wrapping my arm around her and kicking up to bring us to the
surface. Once we were at the surface I said, "Please remain calm. I'm
going to get you to the side."
Once to the side I heard a little girl say, "You! We need your help to
get the lifeguard out of the pool." A male lifeguard came over and
pulled the female lifeguard out of the pool. I pulled myself out of the
pool. The little girl checked over the female lifeguard who was coughing
but otherwise seemed to be ok. She then turned to me and said, "Jim?"
I shook my head and said, "Sorry that wasn't my name."
"Well you must have been a lifeguard to know how to do that," the little
girl said with a smile. "I was afraid my body was going to drown."
I smiled a bit and said, "I wasn't a lifeguard. I had just learned some
basic knowledge in school."
"Well I'm glad you did," the girl said with a look of relief. She turned
back to the female lifeguard, which I understood to be her old body, and
said, "What's your name?"
"David," the female lifeguard said in a scared voice.
"Shit," the little girl said.
"Rose Atwater," a lady said firmly, an angry note in her voice. "You
know better than to use that kind of language young lady."
"I'm not Rose," the little girl said. "My name is Tammy and I was this
lifeguard."
"Don't try to lie to get out of your punishment young lady," the woman
said.
"Ma'am she's telling you the truth," I said. Well it was the truth as
far as I knew.
The woman rounded on me and said, "Lily Atwater. You're older than your
sister and know better. I think it's time to go home and you both will
be doing extra chores for lying to me. Now come on."
The little girl and I looked at each other then back at the woman. We
then looked at each other again and I think an understanding passed
between us without saying a word. This woman was the mother of the girls
whose bodies we now inhabited and she was still in her own body. It was
also apparent that she wasn't seeing what was happening. We seemed to
figure that we might as well go with her and decide what to do a little
later. So we got up and followed her back into the locker room where she
had us take a quick shower to wash off the chlorine then we changed back
into regular clothes. Fortunately I had seen a few women put on bras so
I was able to get mine on without a problem.
Once we were in the car the woman turned on the radio. A little girl's
voice came on and said, "This is breaking news. It seems that all across
the country people have switched bodies. The majority of people have
been affected by it but there are some that haven't been. As of this
moment there are no estimates of how many people are actually affected.
From reports that we've been getting it seems like people have been
randomly shoved into another body. How and why this happened is still a
mystery. It's my opinion that you should stay where you are unless in
the case of an emergency."
"So you girls were telling the truth," the woman said a bit stunned. Her
knuckles went white as she gripped the steering will and she said, "But
if most of the people are affected by this then there's bound to be many
car accidents and, oh my god, pilots could be switched out as well.
We made it to a house and the woman led us inside. For the next few
hours we didn't do much but sit and watch what news we could. It was
pretty bad. We saw one plane actually nosedive into a runway and burst
into flames. It was horrific to watch and the woman pulled both of us
into her sides. I didn't mind it as it was pretty comforting and right
then I needed a bit of comfort. I suspected that she needed comfort just
as much. Finally she turned off the TV and we had a little dinner.
Nothing fancy, just some soup and sandwiches. After I brought up what we
were all thinking by saying, "So what should we do now?"
The woman looked a bit sad and said, "I don't suppose you know what
happened to my daughters' souls." After we shook our heads she said, "I
guess I shouldn't be surprised. Well we might as well get to know each
other a bit. My name is Molly Atwater. My husband Dave Atwater died
seven years ago when Rose was one year old and Lily was eight. It had
been a challenge raising them but I have a good paying job, or at least
I did before this happened, so I was able to provide for my girls. So
tell me a little bit about yourselves." She looked at the girl.
The girl took a breath and said, "Well my name is Tammy Beaverton. I'm
seventeen and worked as a lifeguard on the weekends when school is in
session. I'm not looking forward to going through puberty a second
time."
"This may just be temporary," Molly said with a smile. I don't know if
she really believed that or if she was just saying that. She turned to
me and said, "How about you?"
I didn't know how they would take who I was before but I figured I
should tell them. So with a little trepidation I said, "Well my name was
Richard Woods. I was in my mid to late forties. I worked in
construction. I never married or had any children." I paused for a
moment because what I had to say next would probably hurt Molly. Taking
a deep breath I said, "I've always known I should have been born a girl
so from my point of view this is the best thing that's happened to me."
Molly smiled and said, "That had to have been difficult to say since
you're in the body of my daughter." She then frowned and said, "Now this
might seem strange, though maybe not given what has happened, but I
would like you two to be my daughters. I know you would probably like to
get back to your own lives but right now you can't. Rose, sorry Tammy,
you're now in the body of an eight year old. You're not able to do a lot
of things. And Lily..."
"You can call me Lily," I said before she could correct herself. "I'll
be your daughter Mom."
Mom hugged me with tears running down her face. "Thank you," she said.
She was obviously worried that we would just leave and she wanted at
least her daughters' bodies to stay if their souls were someplace else.
"You can call me Rose as well," Rose said with a smile and Mom hugged
her too.
After she pulled away Mom said, "How much school do you girls remember?"
Rose looked a bit confused as she said, "I really don't remember past
the second grade though I still remember my life."
"I remember quite a bit though I'm not sure exactly how much," I said
with a frown. It seemed that the skills I learned and the knowledge that
I had possessed was fading. I remembered working construction but I
couldn't remember what type of wood to use in a house or how far apart
to space them. This reminded me of children who have reincarnated. They
remember their previous lives at first and then as they grew older they
tended to forget them.
"Ok so you both still need to go to school," Mom said with a sigh. As it
turned out though school closed down for a couple of weeks while things
were sorted out.
As the days passed we learned more about The Great Shift as it was
called. 93% of the population had been swapped and the death toll was in
the millions. One of those deaths was my old body. I'm not sure if being
on the verge of having pneumonia and being yanked out caused my old body
to die and no one being shoved back into it, or if someone had been
shoved back into it before death. I don't know which one I would prefer
to have happened. Getting to our new bodies we found that our tastes in
stuff changed. I never liked liver for example but now as Lily I loved
it. I seemed to have a desire to be more active and exercise more.
And so life went on. School did reopen and it was kind of funny seeing
some of the teachers fumbling to teach. I had to guess that they had
been students before. We made it through the year though. When I was
seventeen I met a guy named Maria Goodall. He had been a female before
and he had kept his old first name since he wanted a little connection
to the past. We started dating and married right after we graduated,
both of us for the second time. That was one of the happiest days for
me, to be married and be the bride. But an even happier day was the day
I found out I was pregnant. Which is why I'm writing this. Every
expectant mother is a bit worried about their pregnancy, whether their
baby will be healthy or if there will be complications. However since
The Great Shift there has been a new worry, that it will happen again.
Recently there have been stories of people being shoved into the body of
a baby in utero. Therapists have started to address this fear or concern
with pregnant women. I didn't think I needed therapy at first but my mom
insisted and it has helped me adjust to being Lily better. And now with
me being six months pregnant and my daughter liking to kick my bladder
it seems more important. Though now I have to wonder, is my daughter's
soul one of those that had the body they inhabited die on that day? If
so what will she remember? And an odd thought just occurred to me. Could
she be Lily's soul? I guess time will tell.
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