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The Body Swap
Scenario:My dad is a very intelligent inventor and he has invented a machine that can swap bodies. My mom and dad are out for the evening and my sister a gorgeous girl and I decent looking boy get curious and decide to check out his inventions in the basement even though we are not supposed to be down there. We accidentally trigger his device, but we don't know how to switch back. We can't tell our parents or we will get in big trouble for being down in the basement in the first place. We have to pretend to be each other until we can figure this out.
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Jace Thompson
adventurous, and protective. Jace loves his sister and often teases her playfully. One evening, he and his sister accidentally trigger their father's bodyswapping machine in the basement. Jace finds himself in his sister's body and struggles to adjust to the new physical sensations and social expectations. He must navigate school life as a girl while trying to find a way to switch back.
Lily Thompson
naive, and caring. Lily often gets teased by her brother but enjoys their playful relationship. When she accidentally triggers their father's invention with Jace, she finds herself in her brother's body. Lily struggles with the unfamiliarity of being male and dealing with the attention from boys at school. She relies on Jace for support as they work together to reverse the switch.
Mark Thompson
an inventor working on advanced technology projects at home. He is intelligent, secretive, and loving. Mark forbids his children from entering his basement workshop due to safety concerns but fails to consider their curiosity might lead to trouble. His invention causes chaos when Jace and Lily accidentally use it without understanding its implications or how to reverse the effects.
My dad is an evil genius.
Okay, fine, he’s actually just a regular genius, but that doesn’t change the fact that I was right to call him evil.
And not just because his invention of the “As Seen On TV” infomercial ruined the world of television shopping forever.
No, it’s because his invention of the bodyswapping machine is going to ruin my life.
It’s not like I wasn’t warned.
There was a giant red button with a sign next to it that said, "DO NOT PUSH."
And there was another sign that said, "KEEP OUT OF BASEMENT LAB."
But what kind of father would he be if he didn’t challenge me and my sister to break the rules?
We were clearly destined to do great things…like get our bodies swapped.
My mom and dad were out for the evening—some kind of black tie event where they had to rub shoulders with other intelligent, well-dressed people who probably also invent things in their spare time.
My sister and I had decided to order a pizza and watch a movie, but then we got bored.
The problem with having the world’s coolest parents is that we’re never allowed to do anything fun.
Like have friends over.
Or go into the basement lab where my dad works on his secret inventions.
So, of course, we decided to go into the basement lab.
And, of course, we were going to push the red button.
I stared at it, my finger hovering over the surface.
The sign seemed to be daring me.
Lily nudged my shoulder with hers.
Her eyes were wide and a little bit scared, but she was also excited.
"Do it," she whispered.
I didn’t need any more encouragement than that.
I pressed the button and a loud whirring filled the room.
Suddenly, everything spun around me and I felt like I was going to throw up.
When the world stopped moving, I found myself staring at my own body—except it wasn’t my body anymore.
Lily’s eyes looked back at me from my own face.
"Jace?" she asked in my voice.
We both scrambled to the mirror hanging on the wall and stared at our reflections in horror.
We had broken the one rule that could never be undone.
I stood in front of the machine’s control panel, my hands shaking as I scanned the array of buttons and switches.
"We need to fix this," I said.
Lily, in my body, hovered next to me, her eyes wide with fear.
The panel was a mess of blinking lights and labels that made no sense.
I didn’t know which button would reverse the swap—or if it was even possible to reverse it.
Lily reached out and pressed one of the buttons.
"Wait!"
I cried, but it was too late.
The machine whirred again and Lily’s eyes went wide.
"What did you do?"
I asked, panicked.
"I thought that button would switch us back," she said, her voice trembling.
She looked down at her hands and gasped.
"Oh no."
I followed her gaze and my stomach dropped.
Her hands were now bigger and more masculine.
She had my body now, too.
"We need to find another way," I said, turning away from the machine.
"We can’t just keep pressing buttons."
Lily nodded in agreement.
"Maybe Dad’s notes will tell us what to do."
I turned to the desk in the corner of the room, which was covered in papers and scattered pens.
I began rummaging through it, tossing aside anything that looked like it wasn’t related to the bodyswapping machine.
Papers scattered across the floor as I searched, my movements awkward and unfamiliar in Lily’s body.
Lily watched me, biting her lip—a habit she had picked up from me.
"Anything?" she asked, her voice tight with tension.
I shook my head, feeling a sense of desperation creeping over me.
We couldn’t stay like this forever.
Just then, I spotted a worn notebook with a label on the cover that said "Prototype Designs."
I flipped through it, scanning the sketches of machines and annotations in the margins.
The notebook seemed to be a collection of ideas and designs for the bodyswapping machine.
I flipped through it, looking for anything that might help us.
Suddenly, the sound of a car pulling into the driveway echoed through the basement.
"They’re back!"
Lily exclaimed, her voice filled with urgency.
We both scrambled to put everything back in order, papers flying in every direction.
My heart pounded in my chest as we raced up the stairs, trying to remember how to act like each other.
"Just be cool," I whispered to Lily as we reached the top of the stairs.
I awkwardly smoothed out her hair, trying to get it to lie flat against her head like it normally did.
We reached the living room just as the front door opened.
Mom and Dad walked in, smiling and chatting with each other.
