Again this one comes from The Role Exchanger 4 which takes place in an office block. This may not be TG either, a lot of my favourite swaps aren't, but it just struck a chord with me for some reason. Perhaps because I used to work with someone a little like Sabrina.
Disclaimer: I did not write this story. It is the copyright property of Morpheus and can be found in its entirety here: The Role Exchanger 4. If the writer sees this and would like it removed, please contact me.
Christine sat at her desk, furiously typing into her computer as she
tried to get as much done as possible before lunch, more as a matter of
pride than for fear of missing her quota. She was only working in a
data entry position, but she always did her best to work quickly and
efficiently. After all, it was a pretty good job even if it wasn't
glamorous. Then again, there was very little about Christine that
could be considered glamorous.
Christine was twenty-four years and was often teased by her friends and
family about never having grown out of her tomboy phase. She always
dressed in clothes that were loose and baggy, designed not to show off
her attractive body, but for comfort instead. Her nails where short and
ragged due to her habit of biting them when thinking, her shoulder
length brown hair was always just pulled back into a pony tail since it
was simple and easy, and she never bothered wearing any makeup at all.
After another minute, Christine glanced over to a nearby desk where her
coworker Sabrina was working, or at least where Sabrina was sitting.
Sabrina was about the same age as Christine, but was otherwise almost
the exact opposite. Where Christine dressed for ease and comfort,
Sabrina dressed to show off her sexy body in the latest fashions. Her
long blonde hair had been styled in expensive salon, her nails were
perfectly manicured, and of course she was never seen without all of
her makeup being perfectly applied. However what annoyed Christine
was that Sabrina was more interested in touching up her makeup and
looking good than in doing her job, leaving Christine and some of the
others to pick up her slack.
"Useless little princess," Christine muttered to herself as she turned
her attention back to her computer.
A moment later, Christine suddenly felt a strange tingle rush through
her body. She let out a gasp of surprise and then shook her head,
wondering if she might have pinched a nerve or something.
"Weird," Christina mused, frowning slightly.
Christine reached for her keyboard again then paused as she noticed her
fingernails. They were no longer short and ragged, but were longer and
growing just a little more so as she watched. Her eyes went wide in
amazement as her nails became perfectly manicured and then a coat of
red polish appeared on them.
Then Christine noticed that her clothes were shimmering and changing.
She gasped as her comfortable clothing vanished, only to be replaced by
a trendy blouse and a short skirt. Even her sneakers were replaced
with a pair of high heels. It took Christine several seconds to
realize that these were the very same clothes that Sabrina was wearing.
Christine looked up to stare at Sabrina who was now dressed in
Christine's clothes and looking confused. However it was more than
Sabrina's clothes that had changed. As Christine watched, Sabrina's
hair shimmered and changed, turning from her normal blonde to a dull
brown and then becoming shorter and forming into a pony tail. Even
Sabrina's makeup seemed to have all vanished.
"Oh shit," Christine exclaimed in realization.
She grabbed her hair and saw that it was now the same blonde color that
Sabrina's used to be, longer, and styled as though done at a
professional salon. Somehow she and Sabrina had suddenly exchanged
clothes and hairstyles. In fact Christine realized that she was
probably now wearing all of the makeup that had disappeared from
Sabrina's face.
"Impossible," Christine whispered, feeling completely confused by the
strange things that had just happened to her. This was almost like
something out of a dream.
With that Christine got up and hurried to the nearest restroom as
quickly as possible. She went inside and stared at her reflection in
the mirror above the bathroom sink, feeling stunned by what she saw. A
single glance was enough to confirm that she now had Sabrina's hair, in
the exact same color and style that Sabrina normally possessed. At the
same time, Christine also now had skillfully applied makeup on her face
and she was even wearing the earrings she'd seen Sabrina with earlier.
For a moment, Christine just stood there and stared at her reflection,
deciding that she actually looked really good this way. She'd never
been one to dress up all nicely, and in fact, the last time she
remembered really doing so was her high school prom. After seeing
herself looking this good, Christine knew that she wasn't going to give
this up. If she could look this good now then there was no reason she
couldn't always look this good.
"There is something very weird going on around here," Christine told
her reflection, knowing that this was something of an understatement.
Unfortunately she had absolutely no idea of the cause or how it was
even possible.
Christine sighed as she turned away from the mirror, realizing that now
she was going to have to talk with Sabrina and see if they could figure
out how this could have possibly happened. She doubted that it was
going to be an easy conversation and suspected that the other woman
would accuse her of stealing her hair and manicure. Still, it would
have to be done. Then as Christine walked away, she absently thought
about buying some makeup during lunch so she could touch her face up as
needed. After all, it wouldn't do to be seen in public when she wasn't
at her best."
Mmm yes and who wouldn't want to be a hot fashionista?
I have to wonder if Christine is getting some of Sabrina's vanity or if the change has just brought it out of her? What happens now though? Maybe Sabrina starts to like her comfy new image and decides that all the expensive clothes and manicures weren't worth it. She could even see it as a release from her binding image and start to really knuckle down to work. Of course she may have more to do now that Christine has other things on her mind. That make-up won't touch up itself and I bet a few late lunches will be had so she can squeeze in one more shopping trip or salon appointment.
Anyway, love this one.
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