Deciding a test was in order the aliens flicked a simple switch and the collars implanted in the test sbujects immediately activated...dematerializing their heads and tranferring them onto another body in the room at random. Since it was a control test, Steven and his friends weren't aware of anything as they continued chatting amongst themselves and enjoying the refreshments in front of them. The current situation was now this...
Liz's head - Helen's body.
Steven's head - Mona's body.
Andrea's head - Waggy's body.
Aaron's head - Tracey's body.
Elizabeth's head - Andrea's body.
Becky's head - Charlotte's body.
Waggy's head - Luke's body.
Helen's head - Gail's body.
Nicola's head - Yvonne's body.
Debbie's head - Becca's body.
Natalie's head - Steven's body.
Tracey's head - Nicola's body.
Luke's head - Natalie's body.
Gail's head - Aaron's body.
Becca's head - Carly's body.
Carly's head - Becky's body.
Laura's head - Elizabeth's body.
Mona's head - Debbie's body
Yvonne's head - Laura's body.
Charlotte's head - Liz's body.
Procedure successful: The aliens were pleased as everything worked as it should, and none of their test subjects were any the wiser. They continued observing the group as they continued with their lives. Charlotte reached over the table to retrieve her phone, which was now sat in front of Becky, and as she did so...her heavy boobs jiggled in her bra. She then slumped back down in her chair in typical teenage fashion and started to tap the keys with Liz's former fingers.
Steven, who had been sat on the food preparation bench in front of the window....now found himself sat between Luke (with Natalie's body) and Debbie (with Becca's body). He blinked a couple of times and then stood up and walked back to the window, passing Natalie as she walked back to the table with Steven's longer legs. Steven jumped up onto the bench again and dangled his feminine legs over the side. He now wore Mona's work top, black jeans and black & white hi-top sneakers as well as her body from the neck down.
Laura soon walked back into the room (having found herself sat at Elizabeth's desk in her office), and her high heels clicked on the floor as she walked. She looked good attired in Elizabeth's business suit. Liz meanwhile kept glancing at Helen's former watch, now on her wrist, and got ready to call an end to break. And for her part, the manager Elizabeth went back to her office, her pretty head with its short blonde hair now fastened to Andrea's 50-year old, heavyset body.
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