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MidReal Story
Swap With The Boss
Scenario:I am Brad Smith, a 24 year old lawyer with a hot girlfriend friend, Lucy. At a summer street party, a magical artefact caused me to swap bodies with a neighbour, a 42 year old married called Helena (who doesn’t have kids}. Lucy and Helena’s husband Doug are the only people that know about the swap. We tried for three weeks to swap back, trying everything we could think of, but nothing worked. The story states the day after I come to a horrible realisation, I’m going to have to try and get used to being Helena. I hate everything about my new life, wearing womens clothes and high heels, Helena’s job as a lowly secretary and being married to a man. I’m desperate to continue my relationship with Lucy but whilst she cares about me, she cannot bring herself to have a relationship with me now I’m a woman as old as her mother. So that leaves me with Doug, a 45 year old guy I cannot stand but now is my husband and has needs he expects me to satisfy.
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Brad Smith
He is a 24yearold lawyer who swapped bodies with a woman named Helena. He is adventurous, humorous, and desperate. At a summer street party, Brad got drunk and had a strange encounter with an unknown woman. When he woke up, he was in Helena's body. Her husband Doug is aware of the switch but not sure how to switch back. Brad struggles with the physical changes, such as growing breasts and losing his hair, and the new reality of being a middleaged woman. He is determined to switch back to his original body and resolve his relationship with his girlfriend Lucy.
Doug
He is a 45yearold man who married Helena after she turned 30. Doug discovers Helena's body swap with Brad and agrees to help him without revealing it to anyone else. He remains married to Lucy's mother in secret and provides Brad with a place to stay and advice on dealing with the physical changes of being in a different body. Doug tries various ways to switch Brad back to his original body but fails to find a solution.
Helena
She is a 42yearold woman who swapped bodies with Brad at the summer street party. She is anxious, determined, and resourceful. As an employee at the National Bank of Australia, she struggles in her new life as a young man but manages to adapt by using her knowledge gained from years of experience. She keeps her body swap secret from her colleagues and husband Doug for three weeks. Together with Doug, she attempts various methods to switch back to her original body.
It’s been three weeks.
Three weeks since I found that strange little artefact at the summer street party in Sydney.
Three weeks since I got drunk and had my encounter with the woman.
Three weeks since I woke up to find myself trapped in her body.
Only Lucy, my girlfriend, and Helena’s husband know about the switch.
And in those three weeks, we’ve tried everything we can think of to switch back.
We’ve done nothing but try, and so far, nothing has worked.
I’m starting to lose hope.
I don’t want to be a woman anymore.
I don’t want to have breasts and a vagina and no penis.
I don’t want to wear high heels and makeup and dresses.
I don’t want to have a job as a lowly secretary, like Helena had before we switched.
I hate everything about this new life of mine, and I’m desperate to get back to my old one.
But I know I never will, not now that Lucy’s made it clear she cannot bring herself to have a relationship with me while I’m in this body.
That leaves me with Doug, Helena’s husband.
And I cannot stand him!
He’s a 45-year-old guy who only married Helena because she was getting old and wanted a husband.
He’s not even a real husband, more of a roommate who occasionally has sex with her.
I pace back and forth in Helena’s bedroom, staring at my phone as I try to work up the courage to call Lucy.
It’s been ten minutes since I first picked up the phone, but I still can’t bring myself to dial her number.
My hands are shaking, and I can’t stop staring at my fingernails.
They’re long and manicured, painted a deep shade of pink that I would never have chosen for myself.
Everything about this body is foreign to me, and it makes me feel like a stranger in my own life.
I finally work up the courage to dial Lucy’s number, and I hold my breath as I wait for her to answer.
"Hello?" she says, her voice cautious.
"Hey," I say, trying to sound calm.
"It’s me."
"I know," she replies.
"I saw your name on the caller ID."
"Oh," I say, feeling stupid.
I take a deep breath and try again.
"Look, Lucy. I know you said you couldn’t do this. But please don’t give up on us. We can make this work. We just have to find a way." There’s a long pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, I think she might have hung up on me.
But then she speaks again.
"I don’t know if we can make this work," she says quietly.
"This isn’t what I signed up for."
"I know," I say again, feeling like an idiot for repeating myself.
"But we love each other. That has to count for something."
"I do love you," she says slowly.
"But this is just too much. You’re not the same person anymore. And even if you were, I don’t know if I could handle being with a woman."
I feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes as she speaks.
I knew this was coming, but hearing her say it out loud is still painful.
"Please don’t give up on us," I say again, trying to keep my voice steady.
"We can figure something out. We can make this work."
Lucy sighs heavily on the other end of the line.
"I wish we could," she says softly.
"But we can’t. This is just too much for me."
"But I found something," Lucy continues, her voice tinged with urgency.
"What do you mean?" I ask, my heart skipping a beat.
"Doug mentioned a collector in Melbourne who deals with artefacts like the one you found."
"Melbourne? How am I going to get there?"
"I was thinking I could go with you," Lucy says hesitantly.
"I’ve got some vacation time saved up, and I could take a few days off."
I feel a surge of hope at her words.
"Really?"
I ask, my voice filled with excitement.
"Yes," she replies softly.
"But we have to be careful. We can’t let anyone know what we’re doing."
"I understand," I say quickly.
"Thank you, Lucy. Thank you so much."
"We’ll figure this out together," she says firmly.
"I promise."
We talk for a few more minutes before hanging up.
I spend the next hour researching flights to Melbourne on Helena’s laptop.
The prices make me wince - Helena’s secretary salary won’t cover much of the cost of a trip like this, and I know Doug won’t be willing to help us out.
I hear Doug’s heavy footsteps coming down the hallway towards the bedroom, and I quickly close the laptop.
He knocks softly on the door before pushing it open.
"Hey," he says gruffly.
"What are you up to?"
"Just doing some research," I reply, barely looking up at him. "Research?" he repeats, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah," I say, shrugging.
"I’m thinking about taking a trip to Melbourne."
"Melbourne?" he asks, frowning.
"Why do you want to go there?"
"There’s a collector there who might be able to help us switch back," I explain, trying to keep my voice steady.
"Oh," he says slowly, his face tightening into a scowl.
"Well, good luck with that. But you’re not going anywhere until after dinner. I’m making pasta tonight."
I roll my eyes at him as he turns and walks away.
I can hear him muttering under his breath as he heads back into the kitchen.
I sigh heavily and rub my temples with my fingers.
This is going to be harder than I thought it would be.
I know Doug isn’t going to let me go without putting up a fight first.
And even if he does agree to let me go, how am I going to pay for the trip?
Helena’s credit cards are all maxed out from buying clothes and makeup over the past few weeks. I look down at the laptop screen again, feeling frustration wash over me.