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Magna Cum Laude · 10 Feb 2023 -
After breaking away from the festivities at Sam Smegly's party, part swappers Henry and Clyde get up close and personal with one another. But things take a bit of a turn when Henry determines that he wants to keep Elise's body after all...
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This is a sequel to the previous chapter I wrote (and VexenFox's work more broadly) that you can read here.
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The shutting of the door, followed by Clyde putting the lock into place, caused an eruption of butterflies in Henry's stomach as he stood there in the center of the bedroom. He'd been caught up in the moment before, sure, with the jock in the living room; it was quite another thing to be alone with him in an out of the way part of Sam Smegly's house ready to lose his virginity. Suddenly, he became quite self-conscious of his own stunning body in a way that he hadn't before. Elise Landry was the sort of woman who turned heads and everyone Henry knew, no matter if they were a man or woman, dreamt of being able to get with her. It was the reason he was wearing her now, as a matter of fact. Now that he was Elise, or mostly her, he understood what the college senior must've felt like every day as Clyde's hungry gaze met his when he turned around.
"So... uh, how do you want to do this?" Henry asked nervously, gesturing toward the bed on the opposite wall. Truth be told, he didn't know Clyde that well. They'd sat next to each other at orientation freshman year since they were both from out of state but hadn't talked much sense; he'd naturally drifted toward the fraternity he'd been hoping to join while Henry had fallen in with the video game club. Clyde's reputation didn't seem to be a bad guy, but (absurdly) he hoped that he was the sort who'd wear a condom when it came down to getting dirty.
"Ladies first, right?" Clyde said with a wink as he stood above him, glancing down at him with a smirk. Without giving Henry a chance to respond, he found himself being scooped up into Bruce's formerly massive arms as he strode over to the mattress, dropping him unceremoniously onto it and Henry felt every part of him shake again as he bounced on it.
The lights had been kept off at Henry's request, the only thing illuminating him being the random strobing ones in the front yard of the mansion occasionally hitting the windowpane. In a way, he almost hoped that the shadows would let him blend in better with their surroundings. Funny …
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Colm's party splits one silver a month. So when he overhears about a dungeon nobody's logged yet, he doesn't wait for the rest of his crew. He grabs the party healer, Agnes, burns their emergency teleport scroll, and goes in.
They come out with more gold than any of them have ever seen. Agnes comes out a little different.
She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
Aldous was an alchemist once. And after relentless experiments he's now a colony of slugs who can wear anyone he likes, and he's decided Colm is the closest thing he has to a friend. He's promised to let his hosts keep control most of the time.
He's lying.
The clerk counted my pay out one coin at a time, slowly, like each one hurt her personally.
“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
I scooped the coin…
They come out with more gold than any of them have ever seen. Agnes comes out a little different.
She cooks better now. She's friendlier, too. Much friendlier. And there's something purple living in her that's been sealed in a box for a thousand years and is very, very bored.
Aldous was an alchemist once. And after relentless experiments he's now a colony of slugs who can wear anyone he likes, and he's decided Colm is the closest thing he has to a friend. He's promised to let his hosts keep control most of the time.
He's lying.
The clerk counted my pay out one coin at a time, slowly, like each one hurt her personally.
“Eleven copper,” she said.
“The posting said fifteen.”
“The farmer docked you four. For the hat.”
“The goat ate my hat.”
“He says it gave her a stomachache.”
The farmer told us she was a very special goat. He made us walk ten steps behind her the whole way so she wouldn't get nervous. She was not nervous. She ate my hat, and then, apparently, she charged me for it.
I scooped the coin…
Here's what's effectively part two of my commission. I hope people like it!
P.S. VexenFox, would love it if Henry gets to be a karma Houdini and keep Elise's body (and maybe manage to fix his voice so he sounds properly like himself). I'm a fan of unwilling swaps and a sucker for the "nerd gets to take over the hot chick" trope. :)
Haha, perhaps. I miiiight write a follow on at some point, but I'll have to find a way to twist it in that direction!