Date with a witch

My date was a witch, but not a very good one. She told me she could do stuff I could only dream off. She the lit the candle infront of me with a simple hand gesture. I was amazed, “wow? how did you do that?” I asked her. “I told you, I am a witch” she said. “And why are you telling me that?” I asked her. “Well, males make the best witches” she said. “Wait what?” I asked. She didn’t answer, she just did a new hand gesture. And in no time, everything changed. I was in her body, looking at the former me.