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Josh must navigate a crazy, new world when he or somebody else has the power to change it.
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Chapter #5

until 7 o'clock

    by: Morphology Author IconMail Icon
"Ready? I agree to swap clothes with you until 7 o'clock." Jenn told him and since Josh agreed to the swap before hand, the gift didn't need his input and the bright light enveloped them once more.

Looking down at his body, Josh breathed a sigh of relief to see that he was back in his clothes once again. Just to be sure, he looked down the collar of his shirt to see his bare chest. Breathing a sigh of relief to have his clothes back, he turned back to Jenn. "What was that until bull crap that you spouted off when you stated what you wanted to swap?" He asked, perplexed at what may happen and wondering if he made the right choice in sharing this experience with his girlfriend.

Thinking about the best way to him of what she was thinking, Jenn started to twirl a small section of her hair around her finger. "Think of it this way." She started as she turned back towards him. "I'm just testing to see if we can use variables when asking for permission. For example, I can word it so that when I have my period, you would be the one to deal with it instead of me. Think of it, every time I say a certain word, you do a certain action, or even at a certain time, you would swap a specific thing about yourself with me or somebody else." Hearing this, Josh could feel even more weight being placed on his shoulders and he knew that he would need to keep this new power close to his chest and think about who he could trust with the knowledge.

"So are we just trying this out this one time?" He asked hoping to be done with this whole mess.

With a reassuring grin, Jenn nodded her head. "Until we find something else to try out, that is." She told him while biting her lower lip and looking down at his crotch and blushing at what she just said. After leaning in a for a quick goodbye kiss, Jenn turned and left the car to walk up the walk way to the front door.

Giving her a quick wave, Josh turned on his his turning signal to let the non existent traffic know that he was pulling out and started to make his way home. Glancing down at the radio to see the time, Josh thought to himself. 'I've got a little under 20 minutes before the swap is supposed to happen, just enough time to make my way home. Well if it happens.' He hoped that it wouldn't take place that way, he wouldn't have to worry about what Jenn was explaining to him earlier. Pulling back into his driveway, Josh started to get his things to make his way inside. As he stepped through the doors, a bright flash of light enveloped him once more and after feeling something satiny going past his hips and down to his thighs. "What the hell?" He muttered to himself as he looked down at his body to see see himself wearing a soft, light purple shirt with the college logo, a pair of shorts that left little to the imagination, and he could feel Jenn's panties around his hips. The feel of the cold, wet floor, thanks to the snow, made him quickly move and still feeling his backpack on his shoulder, Josh quickly made his way up the stairs to his room. Feeling his heart beating faster with the thought of what kind of trouble he could get into, Josh quickly and quietly made his way down the hallway. As he passed the pictures that lined the walls of the hall, he noticed that in all of the photos, he seemed to be wearing Jenn's clothes.

"Did you wear that to school?" A feminine voice asked him. Turning around, he could see his Mom coming out of her room carrying a hamper of dirty clothes.

Looking down at Jenn's pajamas, Josh shook his head. "No, I changed down stairs before coming up here." He lied, not wanting his Mom to find out about his new gift.

Looking at him with a judging stare, Kim just shook her head. "I swear, I don't know what you have going through your head sometimes." She said to him as she passed by and he made his way back to his room.

Closing the door behind him, Josh put his backpack down next to his bed and looked at himself in the full length mirror that came with the house. He thought he looked absolutely ridiculous in Jenn's clothes, but was certainly glad that it was in his size. Hearing a soft vibration coming from somewhere, he traced it back to his backpack and found his phone had a call incoming. "Great, its Jenn." Josh said as he picked the phone up and accepted the call.

Before he was able to say anything, Jenn started talking. "Babe, I can't believe it worked." She said with an enthusiasm that he'd only heard a couple times before. "We can do so much with this and use the variables to make sure that you're not stuck with something."

Looking down at Jenn's pajamas that he was wearing, he couldn't help but ask. "Can we try to swap back our clothes now?" He asked hoping to get back in his clothes.

"I guess we can try to see if we can swap back through the phone." Jenn said to herself. "Sure, lets swap back our clothes."

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