Submitted by Will H.

Jenna has always had a hard time walking her dog Bruce. She'd have to force his collar on everyday. Bruce hated having to be walked on a leash. Jenna had tried every possible method she could find on the Internet that would help her situation. She finally consulted her Veterinarian about this problem and he told her about this revolutionary new leash that he was developing. Reluctantly, Jenna agreed to try out his new leash.

The next day, Jenna fastened the leash on Bruce and walked a couple feet. She noticed things were changing all around her as she walked a little more. After a couple more steps, she realized she had gotten slot shorter. Jenna then felt a leash on her neck! She looked back to see that it was herself holding the other end.
Her other self looked down and said, "I like this much better."

She quickly gathered that she and Bruce must've switched bodies with the leash. From that day on, Bruce and Jenna went out on walks everyday, with Bruce holding the leash this time.

Strip club

When Alex discovered a strange magical spell that would allow two people to switch bodies, he was ecstatic. All he needed was to cast one half of the spell on an object as an anchor, and then cast the other half of the spell while that anchor was in another person's possession. His devious plan had him cast a spell on a dollar bill, and then he made a quick trip to the strip club. As Alex cast the second half of the spell, Denise's eyes glowed a bright red as he started possessing her body. Alex didn't really have much interest in being a stripper, but he had a huge interest in becoming a woman, and the strip club was the only way he figured that this would work!

Five Stages of Grief

I used to come to this bar to pick up women. Sometime I was successful, but more often than not I wasn't. But that was three months ago...before The Great Shift. I went through the Five Stages of Grief. I can remember thinking at first that I must be dreaming, being angry about suddenly being stuck in an Asian woman's body, hoping for a way to switch back, and even sad late nights watching TV with ice cream. Finally, I accepted that I was now this woman, which brings me back to the bar. It's come full circle, and now I'm hoping somebody will pick me up...