This choice: Preparations for the swap • Go Back... After their brief introductions, Chris and Sarah were separately whisked away to begin the transformation portion of this episode of Life Swap. They wouldn’t see one another again until after the Hollywood makeup artists had worked their magic. Also, to magnify their eventual reaction to the end result, neither would be allowed to see the changes as they progressed. When the time came, the production team would be poised to capture it all on video.
Sarah was led to a separate building where she met a gray-haired woman who introduced herself as Frannie.
“Nice to meet you Sarah. I’ll be overseeing your makeup and prosthetic process”.
The young Amish girl nodded politely. She was then instructed to undress and wrap herself in a fluffy robe. Frannie asked her to sit in a reclining chair next to a table full of mysterious boxes and jars. Frannie gazed wistfully at Sarah’s long Blonde braid. It fell across her right shoulder and past her bosom.
“I’m sorry my dear. But you must have guessed by now I’ll have to cut this off”
Sarah acknowledged with a barely perceptible nod. An Amish woman is typically forbidden from cutting her hair unless her Father, husband, or the community elders gave their approval. By agreeing to be a contestant on Life Swap, she would be violating an important custom among her kinfolk.
‘Mother and Father forgive me but this is for the best of causes’ she prayed.
As Frannie began to cut away years of effort and care to allow her hair to grow this long, Sarah asked “What will you do with it?” The angst in her voice was evident
Frannie patted her shoulder. “I’ll hold on to it for you. I should be able to create a way to reattach this braid to your head when this is all over”
Sarah’s expression brightened considerably “You can do that?”
The makeup supervisor just chuckled “Honey, you’re about to bear witness to quite a few astounding things”
She was speaking the truth. Beginning with her hair being cut and dyed a darker shade to match Chris’ natural style. Next a silicone torso piece fitted over her chest. Sarah’s breasts had not reached their full potential thus the material was easily able to give her the appearance of a young man. However, Sarah was in no way prepared for the last part of the transformation.
An assistant wheeled a tray over upon which lay a set of male genitalia. If she hadn’t already seen what they could do to her chest, Sarah might have believed that was actually Chris Sampson’s penis and testicles sitting on the tray.
Truly, she had seen such a thing on the male farm animals before. Yet, having this thing sitting inches away from her was very disconcerting.
Frannie sensed her discomfort. “Decision time Sarah. This silicone prosthetic is optional. I believe you can probably get away without if you truly desire. It’s really up to you”
Sarah continued to stare at this otherworldly object “What advantage would it provide” she asked in a calculating tone
The Amish girl’s resolve continued to impress Frannie. “First, it will give you the anatomical appearance of Chris while wearing his clothes. Secondly, you will be able to urinate like any other male. It’s hard to predict if either will help you blend in better”t.
Sarah recalled an obscure Bible verse from the book of Timothy which to her mind provided guidance.
“That the man of God may be complete, thoroughly equipped for every good work”
She gritted her teeth in determination “I’ll do it”
*****
Meanwhile, in a separate studio building, Chris was still reeling from learning his fateful decision meant he was about to swap lives with an Amish girl. He now regretted never really familiarizing himself with the show Life Swap ahead of time. Ironically, he considered the Judge’s offer of participating or going back to Juvie Hall as literally a life preserver. Chris shuddered every time he thought about the hulking older teens incarcerated there.
Chris never considered that he would end up swapping with a girl. Why couldn’t he have ended up trading with some normal boy living an idyllic life in the suburbs? This was going to be a huge problem once the episode aired and the word got out. He would be a marked man among the street gang he hung around with.
That was a problem for later. Chris reached one inescapable conclusion. He needed to win and take his money to move away from anyone who knew him. Far far away.
His mood began to improve as he was directed to undress. An Amish girl hanging around with his gang in the ‘Hood’? There was no way she could pull off a successful impersonation of him for long. The rules of the show were clear. The first contestant who was discovered or resigned was the loser. To date, life had dealt him a shitty hand. Maybe this was a sign things were about to change for the better.
Very similar to Sarah, he was wholly unprepared for his transformation. When a young woman began to run electric clippers though his hair, he griped
“What’s that for?”
The woman nonchalantly answered “We need a cleaner surface since we will be gluing your wig securely”
With no mirror present, he was left to his imagination how he would soon look.
*****
Frannie stopped by as the final touches to Chris’ transformation were completed. She gave an approving nod to her staff as the camera team documenting the changes stepped back.
“You look marvelous Chris.” A huge smile then broke out as she added “Or should I say Sarah?”
The boy who now very much resembled the Amish girl appeared annoyed. “Was all this necessary?” he exclaimed while fondling his new prosthetic breasts.
Frannie raised an eyebrow critically “Oh stop complaining. My team didn’t have to do half as much to you if you had instead picked one of the other contestants”
Chris was confused by her statement “Huh?”
She waved her hands dismissively “You got lucky. Amish women don’t shave their legs or armpits. They don’t pierce their earlobes or pluck their eyebrows. Their loose clothing also means you can get away with just a gaff covering your genitals.”
Chris rubbed his flattened junk “I don’t feel very lucky” he muttered testily.
Frannie leaned closer to whisper in his ear “If you picked one of the other girls, you would have needed a fake vagina attached. And your boobs would’ve been larger. Much much larger”
Suitably chastised, the boy gulped nervously “So what’s next?”
She clapped her hands together excitedly “We get you dressed in Sarah’s clothes”
*****
Chris clunked down a hallway towards a studio soundstage with a camera crew in tow. Sarah’s shoes were fairly plain Black leather lace up boots with the barest of heels which made a loud thump with each footfall. Harking back to Frannie’s words, he took solace from how easy they were to walk in. The rest of her clothes fit a similar description. In a word, plain.
Her underwear was more like basketball shorts than anything he knew modern women wore. Loose fitting and ending at the knee. She didn't even wear a bra! The most difficult part of dressing was managing the buttons on the back of her light Blue dress and even that wasn't that hard. Chris kept telling himself that he should be able to easily win this competition.
The staff lead him onto a brightly lit stage facing a large panel ominously blocking his view of the other side of the room. Chris could see cables holding the panel from the ceiling with the “Life Swap” logo filling one half of the surface. A White cloth was draped over a rectangular portion of the panel. His belief that it concealed a mirror was confirmed when the director ordered the camera crew to move to one side.
“Make sure you don’t get captured in his reflection while you film” a disembodied voice called out.
Chris was ushered to a spot on the stage marked with Yellow tape in the shape of a small box. “Stand her until the co-hosts arrive” he was told. The dread he felt continued to grow as the minutes ticked by. Finally, the female host Juliette appeared acting rather disinterested. She glanced at a cue card. “Oh right, Chris chose Sarah”
The director’s voice rang out “Places everyone. Begin whenever you’re ready Juliette”
The gorgeous co-host’s demeanor changed in an instant. She placed an arm around Chris’ shoulders
“Ready to see the new you Sarah?” she said oozing charisma.
Chris couldn’t summon the will to speak so he merely nodded.
Even knowing what was about to occur, Chris was utterly shocked when he got a look at himself. His left hand instinctively reached up to touch the side of his face. One that was no longer his own. Staring back was the face of Sarah Miller. A young Amish girl.
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‘Oh fuck’ he mouthed silently.
*****
Sarah had to bide her time just like Chris. She noted the non-Amish clothes she was wearing were a wonder. Sarah couldn’t decide which she liked best. His jeans, the leather jacket or the sneakers.
As she waited, she strained to listen for any clue as Juliette talked to Chris on the other side of the panel. She steeled her nerves once the male co-host Eliot began to recite a similar refrain to what she had just heard.
Thus, she was able to maintain a somber expression when she viewed her new look. In fact, she was somewhat attracted to the young man staring back from the mirror.
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“What do you think of all this?” the co-host Eliot asked suavely.
A religious proverb came to mind. She needed to use all her wits to be victorious in this competition. Her sister’s life depended on it.
‘An intelligent heart acquires knowledge, and the ear of the wise seeks knowledge’
Sarah drew upon her knowledge of something Chris had said earlier today. She was unclear if the context was correct but it definitely would be in character.
“Are you fucking kidding me? Is that an appropriate response?”
Eliot winced in response. “Don’t you worry. We have a team of people who over the next 3 days will give you a crash course on how to act like Chris Sampson”
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