"What a crazy dream," Bethany thought to herself as she began to wake from her sleep, struggling to open her eyes, "Wow, I feel weird." Her eyes were getting harder and harder to keep open as she rolled onto her side, feeling slightly odd by the unfamiliar lightness of her body and the slimness of her hips. She was suddenly awoken by the loud shriek of an alarm clock beside her. "That's funny," she thought to herself, "I don't remember buying an alarm clock." Confused by this, she rolled even further onto her chest, but strangely, her face was sunk into her pillow, something that, because of her bulbous belly, she was unable to do for some time. As she twitched and turned, she finally developed the energy to lift her suddenly thin arms.
She pressed her hands against the bed, lifting herself up surprisingly easily, peeking her head from the blanket. She looked up and immediately noticed the unfamiliar colour of the bedroom. She then looked down at her body, and she was horrified to find that her chubby torso had disappeared. In shock, she flew up to a seated position, flinging the blanket away. With a clearer view, she realized that somehow, someway, she was fit!
After briefly rubbing her soft hand down her curvaceous frame, she leaped out of bed and stood up, slightly off balance by the sudden loss of weight and boost in height. As the sunlight from the window shined upon her new body, she was rather delighted by what she saw. She didn't care how, but she was delighted to be in such a tanned, glamorous form, but then, looking down her delicious booty, she noticed a familiar tattoo on her lower back. At that moment, she panicked and rushed to the nearest mirror, hanging on the bedroom door, and at that point, she was disgusted by what she saw.
To her disgust, she saw a reflection of Alexandra Hughes in the mirror. Her long, straight brunette hair, her chocolate brown eyes, her tanned skin and her perfect figure, it was a splitting image of Alexandra. She even had the tattoo on her lower back. The sight left a bitter sweet taste in her mouth. Bethany certainly wouldn't have minded suddenly waking up with the perfect figure, but she was horrified that she had to wake up in the body of her worst enemy. She was tempted to ring her girlfriend, Samantha Fry, and tell her what happened to her, but then again, what was the rush?
Bethany had suddenly woke up in the body of her worst enemy. There she stood, gazing at her reflection, standing in a pair of sexy underwear, in Alexandra's body. This was the perfect opportunity to totally ruin her enemy's entire life. Her love life, her education, her modeling career, even her perfect figure was there, free for her to totally destroy. She had no idea how she wound up in her body, but she also had no idea how long it would last, or if they would ever swap again. Now was the perfect opportunity to totally demolish her life. But then again, Alexandra could easily do the same to her. If she did anything to Samantha in her body, Bethany would be devastated.
But what did she decide to do?
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