You quickly slice your head off, then pull off your and Michelle's heads and put them on each other's bodies. Then you press the button on the hilt.
Michelle comes to, saying, "Did something just happen?"
"No, no," you lie. "I was just showing you my longsword."
"Literally, of course. After all, I am the one in this relationship with the metaphorical 'longsword'." Michelle is obviously referring to your penis, which is now hers.
"And I am the one with the metaphorical 'grapefruits'." You are obviously referring to Michelle's breasts, which are now yours. "Hey, do you find it odd that we're the only two with bodies that don't match the genders of our heads?"
"John, you and I have been like this since birth. It's lucky that we met, because it would be difficult to have romantic relationships with others."
So, as you observe, Michelle thinks that you and she have been like this forever. Cool, you think.
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