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Diner Days: A FtF Bodyswap Olivia Hartman slipped into Murphy's Diner via the back kitchen door. A heavy backpack on her shoulder and a hair tie clenched in her teeth as she yanked her long, curly blonde hair into a tight ponytail. The old cook just shook his head and chuckled “Jus made it on time…” Olivia gave him a quick eyebrow raise and a cocky giggle “Almost late…me?!” She said in mock shock. Her hair up, she hit the waitress station and looked out to the floor, which was still slow. “Your shift starts at 4 smart ass” Olivia heard the raspy voice pop up behind her “It's 4:01 currently and I was talking to Rick when I came in” she said as she turned to face her Opp. Olivia smiled as she looked down into Sue Williams' stone face.  “Whatever, sorry hun but some of us take this job seriously” Sue said “I take everything I do seriously, I have to hustle to get everywhere i…you know what, never mind” Olivia rolled her eyes and gave Sue a dismissive hand wave “Just tell me what section I'm in” Sue spit out “Two” she just simply didn't like Olivia. She had seen hundreds of girls come and go in her time at the Diner, but there was just something about Olivia that rubbed her the wrong way. Sue, was 58 and had worked as a waitress for 40 years now. A high school dropout, it was the work she could do and get paid. But these days, she was very aware of how long she had been doing it.  Everything hurt by the end of the night. Her feet, her knees, her hips, her back, her hands. She had also smoked her whole life and that helped absolutely nothing. Single, she had 2 kids that were adults and barely checked in on her. She stood 5’3” with gray weaving into and now taking over her brown hair. Her face was weathered and wrinkled and she could stand to lose 20 pounds. But this was her livelihood and every year different college girls would roll through. Most made little impression on her but Olivia just got under her skin. Olivia didn't care. She needed a part time job and her good looks and skills in flirting netted her awesome tips.  Frankly, things did come easily to Olivia. Straight As in high school and in college getting her undergraduate, she had played soccer in both as well. Now she was a semester away from her MBA and she needed some extra money so she took on the waitressing job. Olivia was 23, she stood 5’8” with thick, curly blonde hair, a true trademark of her look. Striking green eyes and the legs and build of an athlete made sure she had no trouble getting great tips, much to Sue's chagrin. Sue worked the counter where one of her regulars sat.  Bob had been coming in for decades and he always sat at the counter. Sue was pouring him his coffee when they both heard Olivia using her flirty, giggling tone with a table of frat boys. “Shit…another bunch of horny little boys who will throw tip money at that stuck up little bitch like she's dancing a pole with her tits out” Sue muttered.  Bob chuckled and looked up “She'll be gone soon enough…don't let her get under your skin” “But she just does…you know she looks down on everyone here. She thinks she's so much better than everybody. But…she will go on to some high paying job, some big house and new car…all the while we're just a punchline for her, her credential card for working a ‘real job’ one time” “Life's not fair is it?” Bob said. “No…no it's not. If it were she would be knocked down a few pegs. She should really see what it's like living life like we have to. She'd actually appreciate what she's got instead of just taking it for granted if she had to walk a mile in my shoes. Everything is just served up to her on a fucking silver platter. If she really, actually knew what is was like, she'd have a different and better attitude” Bob looked up wistfully “What if it were you? What if…just think about this: What if you two switched places?” “What?! Haha…that's absolutely insane, talk about opposites” Sue said “Well that's exactly my point. Take what you just said. Wouldn't it be poetic justice for both of you? She would learn pretty damn fast what her life could be…and she would appreciate her life if she were you…no offense” he smiled. “Non taken hun” Sue chuckled. “And as for you…Wouldn't you have fun if you just suddenly found yourself with all her gifts?” “It'd be like winning the lottery. The genetic lottery” she said softer, watching Olivia carrying a tray of drinks. “You'd both see how the other half lives” Sue allowed herself to think about it “Yeah… That's definitely one way to take her down a few notches” she laughed and shook her head at the impossibility of it all. She reached into her apron and brought out her pack of cigarettes, tapping one out “I'll be back in a minute” Olivia saw Sue headed for the back door. She knew exactly what she was doing and where she was going and it infuriated her “Old hag yells at me…’it's a 4 o'clock start time’ yeah but that doesn't stop you from taking a dozen breaks a night to go light up!” She thought angrily. “White fucking trash” She put in her most recent order to the kitchen “Imagine working here for 40 fucking years…how pathetic…I'm so glad I'm not going to end up like her” Sue returned from her smoke break and walked past Olivia “You know that's not good for you” “Oh really?! Thanks for the tip! I would have never known that without you telling me right this instant” Sue stopped in her tracks just to be sarcastic. “Great…so you're just going to stand there next to me so I can smell that shit on your clothes” Olivia replied, putting her hands on her hips. Sue leaned in closer and closer forcing Olivia to lean back. “You're disgusting…reeking of not only smoke but also disappointment and failure” Olivia shot back. “Oh shut the fuck up little Miss Perfect. If I wanted shit from you, I'd squeeze your head” Sue retorted. “You don't wanna be here, why don't you just go on” “At least I have a future” Olivia shot back and Sue raised her eyebrows, challenged. “What's that supposed to mean?!” Sue seethed “Exactly what you think it does. It means you're a worthless, high school dropout who smokes like a fucking chimney. You are stupid, ugly and unlucky…quite the trio” “You think you're so much better than me, you think you're so fucking smart; you don't know shit!” Sue was red in the face. Customers were looking, the manager was coming over. The two of them took a step outside to continue their fight. “You actually think you're smarter than me?!” Olivia said, shocked. “Oh you can take your fancy degrees and shove them up your ass! I've got street smarts honey! Some things are deeper than a stupid little worthless piece of paper” Sue was ranting and raving. “At least I have an ass guys want to look at! Look at you! Overweight and looking even older than you are because you treat your body like shit!” Olivia retorted. “Who the fuck cares about your looks? Trust me, they'll fade” Sue said. “I'm sure you know all about that! Not that you probably ever looked as good as me on my worst day!” “I wish that you could see the world from my perspective!” Sue yelled in Olivia's face. “Oh yeah! Well I wish I could too! And that you could see my world! You'd see it's more than what you think!” Olivia replied. “I would switch places with you in a heartbeat sweetheart!” Sue sneered, taunting Olivia. Her hands were in her apron pocket. She grabbed a quarter that was in there absent-mindedly. Frustrated, finding in her hand, she flipped it and it spun upward even as Olivia replied “I would love to see you try! If you actually mean that, consider it done!” And with those words, the coin froze. Suspended between the two of them, heads facing Sue, tails facing Olivia. Both of them stopped their yelling, both awestruck by the sight before their eyes. “What the??!!” Olivia blurted out as she felt herself go weightless and begin to gradually lift up off the ground. She felt her heels lifting, her toes still touching the ground. Olivia looked down and saw her Converse untying themselves. “What the…?! She repeated as her feet lifted free of her shoes and her socks and she rose up about two feet off the ground. She looked across to see an absolutely gobsmacked Sue also hovering, suspended above the ground. “I…i…” Sue stammered. Sitting flat on the ground beneath her dangling, waving feet were her own orthopedic sneakers and her socks. Both women felt their legs stiffen and their toes point. Olivia screamed when she felt her belt unfasten and her button pop, moved by unseen forces. Her zipper dropped and she felt her pants being tugged and pulled off of her “No! No,no,no,no…” she tried to thrash her legs but couldn't “What the fuck is going on here?!” She yelled as her pants came off, revealing her long, toned legs. “This needs to fucking stop!” Sue felt her jeans unfasten as well, she blushed bright red as her plain, large panties were revealed, her ass popping out and drooping, her pasty white thighs on display. She was shocked into silence as her arms raised up and her black Murphy's tee shirt lifted off of her, exposing a soft white belly, old, ratty bra and the saggy breasts held within. Olivia grit her teeth and made all kinds of struggling sounds as her arms went up and her shirt, matching Sue's, was also removed but her bra was small and lace, her abdomen well muscled and toned.  Bras and panties vanished off of them in the blink of an eye and both of them gasped. “What's going on? What's happening?” Olivia asked frantically “I…I don't know!” Sue replied but, deep down, knowing what they had basically been daring to happen to each other, she had a gut feeling, even though the thought of it was impossible.  Floating across from one another, naked, in the alley behind the Diner, time frozen…the impossible became reality. Olivia felt her toes stiffen, a dull ache spreading backwards from them down the length of her arches. She tried to spread her toes apart but couldn't as she stared down at them.  Then, she couldn't believe her eyes. “Wha…? A cold, icy stabbing sensation hit the base of her spine. “No…this isn't happening” she mumbled. Her whole body tightened as that ice slid through her veins and hit her in the pit of her stomach like a gut punch. Her jaw quivered and went numb. Every single hair stood on end as she watched in horror as her feet began to change shape. Her toes shrank down stubby, thicker, wider. Her nails shifted atop her now knobby little toes. Her feet were shrinking smaller yet widening. The last words they yelled at each other taunted her. “I wish I could switch places with you…if you mean that, consider it done”  “What the fuck have I done?” Olivia whispered, filled with an existential dread. Olivia's eyes shot across and lasered in on Sue's feet. They were a perfect match. Except…one thing was different. Sue had managed to spread apart her toes and wiggle them about. Sue was warm. No, make that burning hot. She was completely numb, her mind tried to race but was limited in her imagination and comprehension but she knew it, her gut was telling her that what was happening was earth shattering. Life altering. Those last words of their argument “I would switch places with you in a heartbeat… Consider it done!” Then being lifted up and stripped down to nothing. Sue flexed her feet. She hadn't been able to move them like this in years. For the first time in probably 20 years, they were pain free. She flexed and rotated her ankles and spread her toes. As they were spread, her toes began to elongate. They grew longer, smoother, straighter. The nails atop her shifting toes thinned and a fine coat of lilac nail polish coated them. Her feet narrowed and the tops smoothed down. She had never seen such pretty feet. Olivia's jaw hung open. She had just watched that old hag's feet change into hers “it's true” she said frightfully “It's true!” Echoed Sue but in an entirely different sounding tone, hers was joyful and filled with wonder. “NO!” Olivia screamed “YES!” Sue squealed, laughing at the end “Oh I am going to enjoy this! I cannot wait! To see you in my shoes! Hell, see you in my body! Haha, but best of all is going to see you struggle when I take all of them fancy degrees away from you…your big brain; all mine sister” she chuckled as Olivia burned. Her cheeks bright red, her neck sweating from fear, trying to remain composed and determined Olivia jaw clenched so hard it trembled. “You and your big stupid mouth” Sue continued to turn the knife “You're about to put up or shut up…” she was in the middle of gloating when she felt her calf muscles twitching and her knee pain alleviating. Olivia's toned calves slipped down thicker and numbing pain set into her knees which puffed up tenderly. Suspended in the air, Olivia watched her beautiful thighs, so perfectly balanced with fat and muscles shift to much more fat. Her tan faded leaving soft, pasty white flesh, fattening up into doughy upper legs. Olivia growled and hummed out her displeasure, her sounds basically animalistic. She wanted to grab these fat thighs and squeeze them back into her real legs, but her arms wouldn't respond at all. Sue laughed, she playfully moved her head around as much as she could, watching her legs, savoring this. “Oh yeah…bring those nice long legs to me, so wasted on you…” Sue said. “Shut up! Would you shut the fuck up?! Jesus Christ this isn't fucking funny! This is fucked up! Seriously fucked up!” Sue just shook her head “Yeah, definitely mind blowing and sure, weirdest shit I've ever seen or felt…but…look at this! I'm getting your legs! I'm seeing and feeling my legs turn into yours!” She shivered with pleasure as her calf muscles tightened and pulled higher. Her knees smoothed and popped, pain free and she was able to flex the muscles there. Sue let out a low laugh as her thighs tickled and tingled. The sensation was inconceivable, the sight was unimaginable yet so real.  Sue's flabby thighs were slimming and firming up. Growing tan as all signs of cellulite and age vanished. It was astonishing. Her thighs were gorgeous, perfectly sculpted. Sue couldn't stop herself from smiling, her face was aglow. Olivia's lips were pursed tightly, her eyes narrowed to slits, seething with anger at the absolute impossibility of what was happening to her. “This isn't real.This is some kind of hallucination or nightmare…I hit my head and I'm…” Olivia rambled. “Oh no it's not. This is real and happening to both of us…I'm here with you. You're just pissed because you're losing and I'm winning. Serves you right you stuck up little Princess” “Oh fuck you! What the fuck did you do? Why do you suddenly deserve to get my body! My education! My very fucking age?!” “Karma bitch” “Karma my ass! You don't deserve shit!” “No…but I am getting your ass” Sue pointed out as her doughy ass began to vibrate and lift. Olivia's eyes focused on Sue's ass. Her hips were shifting inward, narrowing as her ass was shrinking “And for every inch and ounce she loses…I'll gain” she thought with alarm. Neither woman had a clear view of the other's ass or their own for that matter but both could feel drastic changes occurring. Olivia strained her head to the right as much as this force would allow. Just out of her peripheral vision, she could see her ass growing.  It was the feeling of it that hammered it home. It was definitely happening. Suspended above the ground she still felt the effects of gravity. Weight was one thing, but the lack of definition and muscle was another. Olivia just felt her ass get larger and droop, just hanging there, at least double its original size, but, it may be more than double. “You're mean! You're vindictive! You think you deserve this?!” Olivia challenged Sue. Sue's ass had felt magnificent as it shrank up. A squeezing sensation that took away excess fat and cellulite and only left muscles and the right amount of fat until she was left with a pert, perky and tight little athletic ass. “I deserve it more than you! I've lived 58 years with the deck stacked against me. It's time for you to try it! Strip away all those things you were just lucky enough to be born with…things I never had. It's my turn! Think about it that way” “This is bullshit…i…God I feel so…”Olivia stopped as her eyes widened. The strangest sensation yet was building up. “Oh God No! I think I'm going to be sick!” It was low and warm, slinking around her lower abdomen. Inching forward, worming deep down inside of her. Olivia tensed up as an icy hot glow formed inside her uterus and emanated outward. She gasped as she was hit with the mental picture of her internal changes.  Her ovaries dried up. Every egg she had was now transferred to Sue along with her ovaries and fallopian tubes. Her uterus ceased producing new material. She had quite suddenly become postmenopausal. “Aaaahhh!” Olivia exclaimed as her pubic mound puffed up fatter, distended. Despite herself, her clitoris engorged. She clamped her flabby thighs together as much as she could, hearing the audible clap of her fleshy legs. Her labia folded and changed, her vagina and vulva rearranged. Everything shifting at once was overwhelming for Olivia.  The only thought that rang out was “no” Sue was in the throes of her own very delicate and vital transition. She bit down on her lower lip, everything hummed and thrummed, everything was coming alive. The heat coming through her was immense and intense. Suddenly, Sue was fertile. Her vitality returned “But it's Not MY fertility, it's Olivia's fertility and virality…but it is mine now” she thought as she took over Olivia's ovaries. She carried her very DNA in her eggs. Her virile fallopian tubes and uterus. She felt alive, a rejuvenation at her deepest level. Her clitoris engorged and purred, singing out for attention. Her labia moistened, her vulva and vagina changed shape, size and elasticity. Everything tightened up as her pubic mound lowered down flat. “Ffffffuuuuuucccckkkkkk!” They both exclaimed in very opposite ways. Panties reappeared on both of them. Sue's shapeless, cheap ones appeared on Olivia, fitting her larger ass and hips. Olivia's boy shorts popped onto Sue's slender body, framing her hips and ass perfectly.  Getting a piece of Sue's clothing freaked Olivia out just as much as getting her entire lower half of her body. It just seemed to drive home the fact that they were swapping everything. “Fuck this…this had better not last…be like some Freaky Friday thing and we switch back tomorrow morning” Olivia muttered. “I don't think we get any say in it…however long this is gonna last” Sue said. Olivia's toes pointed and her legs spread apart and she saw Sue's size 14 jeans floating her way to make their way up. The larger jeans…tugging and squeezing her legs as they made their way up and on. She felt her droopy ass checks at least lifted and supported even as her inner thighs continued to touch and rub. The zipper pulled up, the button hooked and her belt fastened. Olivia gagged. The motion and movement had stirred up the dank, musty smell of stale cigarettes lingering on the pants. This smell, this disgusting smell would be Olivia's constant companion. Sue's long, elegant feet pointed dainty as Olivia's size 4 jeans made their way to them. They easily passed up to her waist, exquisitely framing her ass as they fastened up. Sue smiled at how well the jeans looked on her from the angle she could see but also, she smiled because of Olivia's still developing look. Their waists and sides were altering. Olivia felt fat building up on her back when she heard her stomach growling. The deep guttural sound was accompanied by ripples in the flesh as her stomach softened and grew, pushing outward, not creating a ball, it was more like a soft shelf. As Olivia's pooched out, Sue's pulled in tight and taut, even the outline of abdominal muscles appeared, strengthening her core like never before. Sue wasn't even aware a body could feel like this. She had never played a sport outside of mandatory gym class. Olivia, too, was unaware a body could feel like this; drained and soft and it was only going to get worse and she knew it. As the changes moved up and through her chest, she felt a true weakness strike deep. Strike right in her lungs. Olivia wheezed, she had never breathed like this before, it felt like trying to breathe in through a straw. The taste in Olivia's mouth started to change in response, the chain reaction to being a chain smoker. She coughed a nasty sounding tone, a phlegm filled smokers cough was now all hers. “You you nasty ass bi bitch!” Olivia fought to curse out “This is so disgusting” her voice began to change, getting that smoker's rasp to it “How could you do this to yourself?! Shit this sucks!” “Nice voice…” Sue shot back, hers was starting to sound clearer, higher in pitch and tone. She breathed in deeply through her nose, relishing the increased capacity. She also realized her sense of smell was improving. Not that there was much pleasant to smell in an alleyway, but, for the first time in years, she could smell it. Drawing in several deep breaths in a row, just filling up her lungs so easily felt amazing to Sue. Her eyes hooded with satisfaction, she looked at Olivia differently and Olivia saw that look in her eyes and for the first time felt a sting in her glare.  Just the slightest hint of superiority shining through. Physical changes alone were altering their egos, their self-images and self-perspectives. The promise of a future, the regret of the past. “You don't look so good over there” Sue teased. Olivia glared back “Shut it” Sue scoffed “Nice comeback…Did you think of that by yourself?” “This isn't the fucking time for you to…” “To what?” “To gloat and shove this in my face!” “If not now…when? Seems like the perfect time to me” Sue smirked “Fuck off” Olivia tried to move, tried to struggle and break free of whatever force was holding her, changing her, transforming her but it was useless and all it did was make her cough Olivia's shoulders rolled forward as the changes worked up and around an inevitable change, preparing for their breasts to remodel. Sue felt her shoulders pull back as her chest muscles strengthened. Her muscles quivered in anticipation. Olivia shuddered, she simply felt her chest loosen and with her chin down so she could see, she had a clear view of her breasts suddenly sagging and drooping. Dropping from the pert, perky round globes that defied gravity to something so vastly different.  Pendulous, floppy and tear drop shaped, they slapped off her chest as they fell. The dull slap hit Olivia hard and as her areolas widened, her nipples thickened.  Then they were lifted up and encased in Sue's bra which had reappeared. Cheap, off-white, size 38D there was nothing sexy or alluring about Olivia's chest but she was grateful for the bra even as it dug into the tops of her shoulders. When Sue looked back afterwards on all the incredible changes, she would always appreciate the fact that her breasts didn't just simply lift up in one swift motion. It was a process that lifted them up and turned her utterly forgettable breasts into the perfect pair. A quick twitch and tightening and her breasts lifted up slightly. A second twitch formed them from tear drop shape to round and took them up higher. A third twitch shrank them down, to Olivia's 34C size and lifted them up and away from her chest so she had true under boob with no hang down. The fourth twitch adjusted them to their exact alignment. Pert, perky round globes that defied gravity. Sue's eyes beamed as she watched her areolas swirl smaller as her nipples shrunk down and turned bright pink from the dull brown they had been. Olivia's black lace bra hooked around her chest, just for modesty.  Olivia's arms trembled as her muscle mass broke down into fat, plumping up her upper arms which then lifted up at her sides. “God Damn it” Olivia said, the anger wasn't as apparent, her voice now sounded more resigned, more frustrated than anything. Sue's black Murphy's Diner tee shirt fluttered down over her head, gagging her again with the stall smell of smoke, triggering another coughing fit. Sue's arms trimmed as muscle replaced fat, biceps and triceps outlined under taut skin. She was pain free in her shoulders and back as her arms were lifted and Olivia's black Murphy's Diner tee slipped on. Much tighter, much more of a women's cut, showing off a hint of cleavage with higher sleeves and a tapered waist, it sat snugly, making even a tee shirt look seductive. Mental attributes were now starting to change. Confidence first and foremost. Sue's growing exponentially as Olivia's drops precipitously. Sue is also feeling something deeper than just plain stubbornness, it's more than that, it's becoming drive and ambition. She feels discipline coming to her for the first time, wanting to see things through instead of simply giving up. Olivia's drive and resilience are tanking. Her optimism tumbled but her impatience was growing. Seeing Sue physically turned into her was messing with Olivia's self-image, her mind was reeling. Their waitress aprons tied around their waists. Pens, order pads, cash and change in both but in the one around Sue's waist now also contained some lip balm while the one around Olivia's was weighted down with her pack of Marlboro Reds and her lighter. Their arms stopped coming down so that their hands were displayed in front of them. “Ah!” Olivia exclaimed as her fingers thickened and crooked in different directions. Her joints puffed up and ached.  Her nails thickened and slight yellow nicotine stains appeared. Her skin dried out and chapped. She screamed a fruitless scream; nothing would stop this now. “Save your breath…You're gonna need it” Sue said sarcastically as her own joints smoothed out pain free. She freely flexed her fingers as they slimmed down and elongated. Her skin was so smooth and her nails were thin and trimmed. Their arms dropped to their sides and both women knew that only their heads remained to change so they focused on each other's face, staring straight ahead.  Olivia's look was one of hate and anger while Sue smirked back, antagonizing her soon to be replacement. Olivia's head shook as her hair tie unwound, allowing her thick curly hair to fall over her shoulders. “Do you feel older yet? Feeling your age as your body gets old?” Sue asked. “Because I'm feeling younger…not just physically, but mentally. I feel sharper but it's simply something else. I just feel like I'm in my 20s” she giggled a bit Olivia didn't want to admit it but she did feel older both mentally and physically “You're going to pay for this” “Oh…not likely hun” Sue replied, giving Olivia a pouty face. Olivia's chin weakened as her skin on her neck loosened. Her jawline shifted as her cheeks dropped. Wrinkles, laugh lines and crow's feet etched into her loosening skin, digging deep in her forehead and at the corners of her mouth where the constant dragging on cigarettes made their mark. Olivia's lips thinned and dried out, her teeth weakened and yellowed behind her now pursed lips. Losing her looks accelerated Olivia's decline in self-image. Sue watched in fascination as Olivia lost her looks. What made it sweeter was knowing that she was gaining them. Her self-image and self-worth were altering and shooting Through the roof. A sense of narcissism was coming to her, all of which was switching a truly fundamental difference between them. Sue was becoming dominant while Olivia was becoming submissive. Sue sensed, no, she knew she was superior to Olivia. And Olivia knew it too. Sue's face tingled, she knew what she was getting; Olivia's beautiful face and gorgeous hair would soon be hers.  The look in their eyes transferred. Sue became the Predator. Olivia was the Prey. Sue's neck tightened up and smoothed out, her chin and jawline strengthened as her skin rejuvenated.  All wrinkles began to fill back in and vanish. Her lips plumped and moisturized, her teeth straightened, whitened and strengthened immensely. She clacked her teeth together, making a biting motion towards Olivia, who reflexively flinched. That flinch gave Sue butterflies of joy. She was in control. She could intimidate this weakened and diminished Olivia. She was surpassing her in every possible way.  As their noses simultaneously switched, their hair began to change. Olivia felt her nose lift forward at the bridge as Sue's came inward with a slight little upturn at the end. Olivia's healthy hair, her trademark, lifted up off her shoulders as it pulled up higher, but the most drastic change was how much it thinned. Her curls straightened out as her hair dulled in color to brown with a lot of gray weaving in. The worst part was how she could feel it growing brittle; it felt like straw as it brushed her ears. She shivered, unhappy and defeated. Sue gasped “Ohmygosh this is so fucking awesome! I have always envied your hair” she admitted as it began to thicken, grow and curl. The grays turned blonde and brought the brown hairs with them as a golden mane took hold, coming down to her shoulders. It only sat that way momentarily before the hair tie made its way over and invisible hands guided It back into a ponytail. Their ears changed. Sue and Olivia both felt their earrings pop out and float across to hook into the other's ears. Their foreheads and eyebrows changed leaving the last physical changes in their eyes. Sue looked across at her exact replica, except for those green eyes. She needed them. Olivia saw those brown eyes looking back at her, they didn't look as dull and unengaged as before, and she knew the inevitable was coming. Olivia's eyes watered and blurred. She felt a slight pinch at the corners as her eyes narrowed. She blinked several times as her green eyes fazed to brown. Sue smiled a radiant smile, a smile that commanded notice as her eyes watered and blurred. She blinked to clear them and when she did, she saw that Olivia's eyes had turned a dull brown.  “Haha! Look at you! So fucking high and mighty before! Look at you now…now you're in my body. In my place…your place now. Let's see how you like it. Karma can be a real bitch huh?!” Olivia's lip quivered. She floated there taking Sue's triumphant anger. Their mentality and emotions were changing more and more but the next change literally blew their minds. If questioned, both women would say that what they saw next was reminiscent of the special effect in Star Wars where the Millennium Falcon jumped to hyperspace. Lights blurring and rushing by them as Olivia lost all of her advanced education to Sue. Olivia felt confused and disoriented as so many thoughts simply flowed away from her like water pouring out. Olivia's knowledge became dulled, her decision-making abilities and cognitive functions were severely compromised and crippled. Her capability for analytical reasoning and rational thinking dropped. Her grasp on complex concepts would become basic and rudimentary. Olivia felt drained and empty. Sue, on the other hand, was overwhelmed and overstimulated by the vast breadth of facts, figures and knowledge flooding in. Sue's mind, which was used to processing things at a basic level, was suddenly flooded with an excessive amount of knowledge and information.Her thinking becoming more analytical and sophisticated, her rational process became sharper, and her cognitive skills advanced. Suddenly, she had the capacity to comprehend and understand complex concepts. It was all so sudden and dramatic. “But I need more from you hun” Sue said in a sweet voice that also dripped with danger and entitlement “I need those college memories of yours” And they were hers. Oliva flinched as they left but she was so dumbfounded, she couldn't resist. “And I need your mannerisms…I need to know those things that you do…not only how to be 23, but, more importantly, I need how to move in your circle. How to be an MBA Candidate, how to work a room…how to connect” Sue twitched as even more came her way at Olivia's expense.  Stripped down so much she looked up as Sue talked to her. “While you'll never, ever forget what you lost here today, I do want to give you something that will help you. My sense of acceptance of my life” Olivia felt chills again as her dulled intelligence along with this acceptance would make her more malleable, more understanding of her new place and position. Sue was motivated by this fabulous new body and all her mental potential, nothing was going to stop her. Especially not this washed up, broken down old hag before her. Olivia stiffened up as she began to float to her right. Sue was floating to her left as they now literally swapped places. Sue looked down and saw Olivia's socks pulling up over her feet just as she started to lower down towards her Converse sneakers. Olivia saw the socks come onto her swollen feet and the orthopedic shoes that were coming closer to her descending feet. They were lowering down into each other's shoes. Their new feet slipped into their new shoes. Their laces tied up and as soon as the bows settled, they both saw the suspended quarter. Sue now looking at the heads side and Olivia at the tails side, watched gravity and time start back up. The quarter fell to the ground between their feet, tails side up. Noise returned. Traffic, a basketball game, a woman from the nail salon next door came out speaking Spanish on her cellphone. Olivia and Sue were in shock when the back door flew open in front of them. Their manager stood there red in the face “Jesus Christ you two! What is the matter with you?! You've caused a scene and I want you to both get in there and apologize to the customers for your behavior! I don't care that we're short staffed, I will fire both of you!” “Sorry” Olivia rasped out. “Yeah…sorry…I lost my temper for a second” Sue added in her chipper voice. Sue marched right through the door and went into the dining room “Everybody…we are so sorry you had to witness that, frankly ugly and unprofessional outburst between my colleague and I. It was a momentary lapse of decorum and we apologize. A quick misunderstanding…I think we're both in a better place now, right?” She looked over shoulder as Olivia made her way in.  “Yeah…sorry everybody, I just lost my temper. Sorry” Olivia managed to add.  She was disoriented and so confused but she couldn't just walk away. She relied on the one thing she could grasp; how to waitress. Sue's mind was running a mile a second. Everything coming at her all at once, but she was processing it, compartmentalizing all of it. Doing her job was secondary but she was multitasking like never before. Flirting with her customers and getting awesome tips. Olivia had to focus on what she could, her job. She saw the smug way Sue was looking at her, looking down on her. Sue was pain free, her mind comprehended so much more, she was living on such a different level, it was mind blowing. She kept watching Olivia. It had been nearly a half hour…she knew what was going through Olivia's mind and her body. Olivia was nearly shaking. She didn't want to cave, not on this. But her body needed nicotine badly. Her nerves were shot. Her body hurt, her mind slogged through like she was hip deep in mud. She wanted a cigarette. She had to have one. “No! It's so disgusting that I want it! This whole body fucking sucks in so many ways!” She whined to herself. But everything in that body was now taking over, demanding attention, demanding Sue's addiction be fed. She saw her tables would be good for a few minutes. Full of shame and defeat, Olivia headed out the back door. Sue's very soul lifted seeing Olivia cave and break “Now you understand…now you're on my old level, reduced to what I had to live like for decades…see how you like it” she thought gleefully. Upon the door closing behind her, Olivia pulled out her cigarette. She already had one out of the pack and her other hand on her lighter. The smell soothed her. That first inhale hit her lungs and provided sweet, sweet relief. She felt less stressed, less nervous, less lost as she took a long drag. Flicking her ash expertly, she tried to regroup but it was just daunting to even think about. The possibility of switching back would keep her going and keep her from throwing herself some God Damn pity party. She was nothing if not stubborn. “I'm not going to just let her get away with this” she determined as she quickly finished off her smoke. “Jesus you stink! You should really quit…it's not good for you” Sue was waiting for her just inside the door with the most condescending voice she could produce. Sue also enjoyed the fact that in this body, she towered over her previous one. A full 5 inches taller “Oh do shut up” Olivia whispered harshly.  “No…I don't think I will actually. This is funny as Hell! Who would've thought we would just switch places?! I'm not going to shut up or let you ever forget what happened between us today. An absolutely complete reversal of our bodies and lives. Our roles in society and our futures. Looks like I'm the one with one now.  Not you” Sue walked away. Olivia's chest burned with Sue's insult. By the end of the shift, Olivia was aching. Her body hurt but Sue, on the other hand,  was dancing and gliding around the floor, out gaining earning her in tips. “Hey I've got a lot of studying to do so I'm going to take off” Sue said, slinging her backpack on her shoulder and swiping her hair out of her face as she took out the ponytail. Olivia and Sue's eyes met. Nothing needed said, it was all expressed in their eyes. Sue's look was just withering, triumphant. She gave Olivia a tiny little finger wave and blew her a kiss “Night hun!” And she was gone. Sue laughed all the way back to her apartment. She squealed gleefully over and over on her drive. Her mind raced, replaying everything that had happened. She still couldn't believe it. It was the best day of her life and the best thing that had ever happened to her. Going inside, she knew she had roommates, but no one was home. She spun around enthralled with her new body and life. Taking advantage of the privacy, she stripped down and took in every inch of her gorgeous self.  She replayed out their switch, the whole process turned her on immensely. She had a devilish smile on her lips as she hiked her right foot up onto her bed. Her right hand went to work. Two fingers inside and the palm of her hand pressed down on her clit, rubbing like crazy. Soon, her entire body was on fire as her left hand massaged her left breast, so perfectly sized for a hand. Sweat broke out and every muscle in her body clenched up in the most intense orgasm of her life. Her toes curled, her whole body locked in ecstasy. Upon finally gaining some composure, she showered to get the stink off of her. She could still smell smoke, it made her sick. She tried on some of Olivia's clothes, admiring how good she looked heels and dresses “There is no way in fucking Hell I am ever going back!” She told herself. Olivia could only stare at the closed door after she watched her whole life just simply walk away from her. “This is the absolute worst day of my life” she thought and it would still be considered an understatement “This is the absolute worst thing that could have ever possibly happened to me. This shouldn't be possible. Two people just don't switch bodies outside of movies” she tried to figure out a solution, but her reduced cognitive skills were not providing any. She just knew she had to keep going, an opportunity to switch back would have to eventually present itself. She wiped down tables and counters and cleaned out coffee pots as Rick cleaned the kitchen and her manager closed out the register. Olivia was dying for a cigarette and she lit up as she walked to her car. A beat up old Toyota that made a lot of noise and she couldn't drive over 60 MPH. She smoked 3 cigarettes on her drive and still had one between her lips when she entered her small, cramped apartment that reeked of smoke.  The smell was actually comforting to her now. She refused to cry. She would not. She could be upset and mad but she would not give up. She turned on her TV and put on a rerun of Young Sheldon, not getting some of the jokes as she smoked, still dressed in her work clothes. She replayed everything that had happened to her. All of the sensations and emotions of their swap. Even she felt aroused, despite herself. Her disappointment and anger kept her hands away from her new body, which was starting to settle in slightly.  Olivia went to her bedroom and stripped down out of her work clothes and putting on an old oversized tee, she climbed into her broken down bed and fell asleep, only to dream about it all over again. Sue woke up with a smile on her face as she too had dreamed about their swap as well, she woke with warm feelings and sensations corkscrewing down her spine. She put on leggings and a green top to go to class, grabbing her phone, purse and backpack and walking to campus. Sitting in advanced lectures, Sue understood everything. She was off from the Diner that night so there was no rush. She hung out with her friends, went to a bar, flirted with college guys. Sue loved every second; it felt like a dream. Olivia woke up and got ready for work. She lit up immediately upon her eyes opening. She showered, brushed her teeth and hair and got dressed. She didn't take many days off. She'd rather be working, it gave her something to do and she needed the money. Olivia hated every second of it; it felt like a nightmare. On Saturday, Sue never showed up for her shift. “No call, no show. She's fired” the manager said and Olivia's heart sank. Her connection, her reason for seeing Sue and keeping tabs on her body was gone just like that. Not that it entirely surprised Olivia, but she was definitely disappointed that she wouldn't have a straight chance to switch back. She would have to just figure out a different way. Olivia bided her time. Months passed. And then one bright sunny Saturday, a day Olivia had originally had circled on her calendar, Sue walked in. “Hey! We'd like a table for 5 please!” She called out as she came in with 4 of her friends. It was graduation day. Sue was receiving her MBA today in a few hours. But, deciding to rub it in, she had brought up a breakfast outing beforehand. So there she stood, in a skin tight shiny navy blue dress that showed off plenty of leg and cleavage along with black heels with an ankle strap. Her cap was already pinned in her thick, curly blonde hair. Olivia took the table. “Can I get you ladies started off with something to drink?” She asked with a smile. Sue just watched everything Olivia did. It was so fascinating to see her old self again. It felt so foreign, yet familiar of course. It was disconcerting. Olivia was freaked out as well. Trying to not show her nerves, she saw her former body flourishing. Sue looked amazing and Olivia had so many conflicted feelings. Her inferiority complex was beating her up on one hand saying she didn't deserve to get her body back, while the other just wanted to grab this bitch by the throat until she gave her back her body. “It's been too long…I don't know if I could do it again. There's so much pressure being Olivia” the doom and gloom part of her brain told her. “No…if we switch back, I get my brains and my looks back! My! My body! It was mine and it should be again! I was born with it! I got it to that place where we switched and I should get it back!” The fighting part of her brain argued. Olivia brought back her tray of drinks and took their orders, still smiling the whole time, catching Sue's eyes every chance she got. Sue was watching Olivia carrying the tray. The stiff steps, the extra flex of her hand. She didn't miss it one bit. She shivered internally just thinking about being turned back into Sue. The real Sue.  But, she was, above everything else, arrogant. Sue excused herself from her table and went over to talk to Olivia. “So…how's things going?” She asked, overly cheerful, really rubbing it in. “I think you can guess” Olivia replied dryly “I think the question should be, how are you doing?” She replied sarcastically. “Amazing of course!” She giggled “Big day today…” she tapped her cap. “So you decided to come by and rub it in my face? One stupid thing I said. One dumb daring wish that never in a million years should have come true. Yes, I was arrogant. Yes I was cocky and it sure did bite me in the ass. Well, my loss is your gain huh?” Sue smirked “I've accepted a job in Dallas. Quite a way from here in little old Knoxville. I came by one last time to see you” Their eyes locked. “I had to know. I had to know if it was permanent or not so I decided I had to tempt fate and come back here to prove that I should: No, that we should remain like this” Sue said. “I couldn't live looking over my shoulder that one day, out of the blue, we could swap back. So I'm putting this out there to you. One wish. One coin flip to prove once and for all if we stay or swap” She held a quarter up between her fingers. The same quarter that had been suspended between them during the moment that changed their lives. “Heads we change back. Tails we stay like this forever” “Deal” Olivia replied. The quarter balanced on Sue's index finger, her manicured nail flicked it high into the air between them… How does it land?  You tell me how you want this to end… Please comment or vote in the poll I will be putting up
