“You can’t imagine how relieved i am. I thought i was crazy” Roger calmed a bit knowing the truth. When he woke up in the morning only to notice he is now his teenage daughter Veronica he was terrified. The fact that his old body acted like nothing had changed made it worse. At one point he really started to believe he is Veronica and all his prievious life was his imagination.
I knew my daughter was up to no good. She was dating a loser. An I am pretty sure that he was getting her into drugs or stealing. But whenever I confronted her, she just denied everything and got mad. She doesn’t understand that it hasn’t been easy being a single father, and I just want to take care of her.
The pleasure was beyond anything Rick (45) could’ve imagined. His mouth, wide open, couldn’t form sentences that didn’t begin with ‘oh god’. The Great Shift had swapped Rick with his daughter, Samantha (18), weeks after she had moved out to college.
“Hurry up sweethearth, i have to pick up the car from the mechanic, make dinner for you and buy something for our anniversary with Marcy. Damn, my life became intense since we swapped bodies” Tammy said to her father. “Hold on!” Henry grabbed his daughter by the hand. “Are you sure you didn’t have anything to do with this? You seem to cope pretty well with our body swap” Henry had doubts about Tammy’s innocence. “Of course not” Tammy reacted with indignantly “I am the adult now so i act like one, someone needs to since you’re acting like a kid” Tammy scolded him.
The Smith family had been warped by the Great Shift, what used to be a normal family of a mom, a dad, on daughter and four sons was now a family of all girls.
Michael had landed in his daughters 18 year old body thanks to the great shift which was a disturbing place for him to be.
“Dad, are you really going to be wearing that?” came my voice from across the room. It was my daughter, of course. Ever since I cast the spell to switch bodies with her, she’d been watching me a lot more closely.
Paul, slipping into middle age, was constantly frustrated by his bimbo daughter Daisy. How could someone be so silly, so spoilt, so ignorant? Daisy insisted that tried, but things were hard for her, and that she couldn’t stop thinking about boys.