Kendra closed the door to her dorm room and sat down on the couch in the common area, still trying to wrap her head around what had just happened. She had been on her way back from class when she saw an old woman spill her groceries in the middle of a crosswalk. Being a nice enough person, Kendra had helped her to gather her fallen groceries and finish crossing the street. She would have felt like a total asshole if she didn't.
That was a relatively normal, if a bit rare, of an occurrence. The weird part was what happened next. After Kendra had helped her across the street, the old woman had turned to her and said that she had granted her the power to swap anything with anyone just by thinking about it. Before Kendra had the chance to ask the woman what she was talking about, she had seemingly disappeared. She had only looked away for a moment, but it was a moment in which the old woman just up and vanished. At first, Kendra started to think that she had just imagined the whole thing, but, as she continued on toward her building, her curiosity started gnawing at her. Swapping traits between people couldn't be possible, could it? There was only one way to find out.
Deciding that she had to know if she had somehow gained a magical power, Kendra looked around for someone to test it out on. Her eyes fell upon two women in their 30s walking together, one a slightly overweight blonde, the other a skinny Asian woman, and she decided to try swapping their hair. Kendra's eyes went wide with surprise. It had actually worked! She then made another swap, just to make sure she wasn't seeing things. She then swapped the height of a young teenage girl and her father, then followed up by swapping the girl's clothes with a middle aged woman. Then, as a test to make sure that these swaps were reversible, she undid all the swaps she had made up until that point. Kendra was amazed by her new power, but also weirded out. It didn't seem physically possible, and no one even noticed a thing!
Back in her dorm, Kendra leaned her head back against the top of the couch and ran her fingers through her dyed pink hair as she reflected on what had happened. Part of her was still in disbelief, but another part of her was excited. She had a magical ability of some sort now!
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