Was it weird to find my face cute when someone else was wearing it? Probably, but I barely cared. When she walked into the room and when she started crying, all that went through my head was ‘go hug her’. She wore that thing so much more naturally than I ever had. When I was in that thing, it was hard to be the type of guy I am. The type of guy I wanted to be. Only my friends saw the real me, the young man who was trying his best. Now, I fully intended on being myself and I was gonna be a confident guy. The type of guy that would take care of a girl who was crying. Even if she did have his face.
When she came out of the corridor, with my friends in tow; I couldn’t help but smile. First of all, I was so glad I could show my friends what had happened, and second of all, I was glad to see Alex; having her there made trying to explain this so much easier. I let her hide behind me. It was odd how shy she was. She had just gotten what she wanted and had the chance at a completely fresh start, yet she was still as awkward as she was when she was in this body. Maybe she was just that kind of girl.
“So you’re Adrian, and she is Alex?” Joan asked.
I nodded. I’m glad they caught on quickly.
“I would try that “tell me something only you would know” thing, but she didn’t cringe when I called her, she, so I’m going to choose to believe it,” Joan said. I hadn’t realised I had such visible reactions to being misgendered. I guess it saved me some explaining today. That was neat!
“This is some bullshit straight out of the garbage manga I read, I want this to be real,” Sam chimed in. They were always reading that crap, maybe that came in handy right now.
“See that eye-roll, that was Adrian.” they laughed. Of course, they would take notice of something as small as that.
“What about you Callum?” he had been quiet for a while. He was the quietest member of our group. He and Alex would probably get along well; both of them were quiet nerds who seemed to be in their own world.
“She seems nice,” Callum hummed sleepily. Of course, that boy wouldn’t have slept. He was a total disaster. A cute disaster but a disaster nonetheless. “It would be nice to have another--” His head slumped onto his shoulder.
My body swap partner seemed cautious of my friends. Maybe she just needed to meet them? She said she didn’t want to tell anyone about this, or she didn’t have anyone to tell about this. That worried me. Now that I thought about it, I had never seen her talk to anyone aside from the teacher. It was good that I would only have to deal with her parents, but I didn’t want her to be lonely. Someone like her needed people to talk to. She deserved friends.
“Alex, I’m not gonna force you to hang out with us, but please stay with us for a bit. It would be weird if I suddenly stopped hanging out with my friends,” My devilish idea would have to work. Alex was a shy girl. I knew that much. Saying it like that would make her stay. Turning to the squad, I liked calling them the squad, I tried testing these new vocal cords.“Callum, Sam and Joan, meet Alex,” The voice was almost right, not quite as theatrical as I had imagined it being. It would need a bit of training.
“Uh, hi, I’m sorry I kind of stole your friend’s body,” Alex managed to say. I pat her on the back, that would hopefully reassure her that it was okay. She didn't have to apologise about being in that body. That was when I noticed my hands. Wow, they were big.
“I don’t think he minds,” Joan said. They were very big, I held them up to my face. What I could do with hands this big? I could hold so many things, maybe like a mouse. Or a kitten. Or a puppy. Or a very small dog.
I needed to see how they compared to my old ones. I looked down at Alex. Wow, I could look down at my old body, that was new. I dug it.
“Alex give me your hand.”
“Wha--” she was blushing. Why? I do not know.
“Your hand, can I have it for a second?” I asked.
“God, you’re forward Adrian,” Joan laughed.
“Not for that dumbass,” I hissed back.
She reluctantly gave me her hand; it wasn’t that much smaller but the extra size was noticeable. I was so much bigger now. No wonder that girl was so happy to get out of this body. It didn’t fit her shy personality.
“I’m sorry, my hands are big. It’s hard to do anything with them.”
“Alex, did you ever try holding a kitten with these things. They could sit so comfortably,” I said. I was so hyped. I didn’t get why she was apologising. I couldn’t help but imagine a kitten curled up in my palm.
“I was always scared I’d hurt anything smaller than me,” she squeaked. I couldn’t believe that voice used to be mine, I shuddered just thinking about me making that noise.
“Wait, I was pretty light.” An idea sprung to mind. I could lift her. That would be so cool and surreal. Lifting up my old body without breaking a sweat.
“Adrian,” Joan said sternly. “I know you are drunk on euphoria, but I’m begging you, control yourself.”
“You’re like an excitable big dog,” Callum mumbled. He was right. I was big.
“Holy shit, I knew you were a guy. I didn’t realise you were a fucking himbo,” Sam laughed. I guess I was acting a little dumb right now but I didn’t have a reason not to. I finally had the body I wanted.
“I just wanted to see if I could pick her up.” I heard Alex release a squeak.
“I can’t, I’m sorry.” I didn’t realise how squeaky my old voice was. I hope she enjoyed it. I really couldn’t. “It’s just, that was my body, and you are so happy about everything I hated,” she said. I guess it would make sense that she didn’t want to see her body being so unlike her. “Aren’t you freaking out that I’m acting like me in your body?”
“Not really? That thing felt more like a puppet for my parents than anything that was mine.” That long flowing hair that my parents never let me cut was the most obvious example; I hated that hair. I hated how people tried to touch it. I hated that people saw it as beautiful. I didn't even get to wear the binder that I had spent so much money on since they barely let me out of the house. I was finally free of that body and them, and I was going to enjoy it. “This feels more like me than that body did.”
“I just don’t get how you can like that thing, it’s so gross and big and, and...” she started sobbing again. My brain once again went in to hug her mode. It was hard to believe a sweet thing like her had ever been in this body. It was hard to believe the body, I was looking at used to be mine. Maybe, it wasn't my place to hug her right now. Now was time to figure out how to comfort her without touching her.
“Callum can you give her a hug for me.” Callum always gave the best hugs. It was because he put his weight into them, I think. Sleepy dude could barely stand up half the time. I wondered how getting a hug from him in this body would feel like.
Awwwww she needs all the hugs
Yeah she doo
Huggo!
Thanks for chappy!
Thank you for the support.