During A Storm #5: Polar Opposites

23 year old Anthony was miserable, not only had his crush rejected him at a party. But she utterly humiliated him in front of everyone, to make matters even worse, she threw her drink on him. So now Anthony was walking home soaked in trashy beer. He was freezing, crossing his arms to try and keep himself warm on the long walk back to his apartment.

Meanwhile 22 year old Layla wasn't having a great night either. She walked in on her boyfriend, now ex boyfriend cheating on her. She had meant to surprise him, but instead found out about an affair he had been having with her best friend for a few months. She was currently waiting at the bus station for a late night bus home. Both her ex and her bestfriend didn't even try to chase after her to patch anything up.

Little did they both know, that their luck was about to completely change.

A mysterious storm had been making it's rounds around the area. Appearing just as quickly as it disappeared. If a lighting bolt struck down during it, some very strange things happened to those close to it. And that's exactly what happened for Anthony and Layla.

As Anthony walked by the bus stop Layla was sitting under, the weather shifted drastically. In an instant it was pouring rain and thunder and lightning crashed through the area, soaking Anthony and splashing Layla with a little mist as she was under the cover of the overhang.

"Oh fucking. I wish-!" Anthony started.

"Gragh! Stupid rain, I wish-!" Layla said.

"I wish I had another life!" They said in unison as a bright flash blinded them.

Suddenly Anthony wasn't wet anymore. He was still cold, but he felt dry. Upon looking down he was greeted to a dark green top with two perky lumps underneath and long acid washed jeans.

"What the-?" Anthony said, stopping as he heard his new voice.

Wisps of browns hair filtered into his vision and he lightly pulled at them, since when had he had long hair? He brought his hands down a bit to his chest, cupping his new mounds underneath his shirt. They were definitely breasts.

"I'm a girl? How?" Anthony said softly.

"Holy shit." He heard a familiar sounding voice say.

Anthony turned around, to see...himself. His body was moving on it's own, the occupant clearly wondering what was going on as well. His body looked up at him and quickly walked over.

"Hey." Anthony said.

"Hi." His body said.

They both sat in silence for a few seconds before his body spoke up.

"So, I'm guessing you're the owner of this body."

Anthony nodded. "And I'm assuming this body is yours then."

His body nodded as well. "I'm, well was Layla by the way." She said, extending a hand out to him.

Anthony shook it, god that was weird. "Anthony."

"That storm..." Layla trailed off.

"It had to be the cause, right?" Anthony finished her thought.

She sighed and agreed with him.

"Well we have to switch back right?" Anthony continued.

"I could use a break from my life for a little bit actually. If...if you're ok with me living yours for you."

Anthony pondered this, he did just get humiliated in front of everyone, plus this Layla girl seemed pretty cool. He looked down at his body again. And it wasn't everyday that you wind up in someone else's body, let alone someone of the other gender.

"I can't believe I'm saying this. But yes." He replied.

He looked back up at his-Layla and she was about to burst with the smile on her face.

They exchanged phone numbers and address's, agreeing to meet up in 2 weeks and try and switch back. Anthony watched in awe as his body walked away, leaving Anthony with full access to hers. He brought a hand up to his new breast and lightly squeezed. A tingling sensation ran through him and he smiled. This might actually be fun.