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— No way! No fucking way! You’re kidding, please tell me you’re kidding! — Victor Carter lamented, not believing his own eyes, as he stood in the middle of a dusty barn behind Aunt Liz’s farm, holding out an unusually dark-skinned arm with his old phone in hand.
The fingers were too thin and too long, with phalanges that were way too narrow, trembling as he held the phone in front of him. On the screen was the very app he’d downloaded a couple of months ago, after finding it somewhere deep in the back alleys of Google Play — “FaceSwap Real+”.
Back then it was a simple evening, when Victor was lying around in his room after college, scrolling the internet out of boredom, tapping on weird ads, testing out useless apps people usually install just for laughs. But this one, with its overly simple interface of only a few buttons and a function way too basic for modern times, didn’t work like a normal app — it swapped faces not only in photos, but in real life. Each swap cost 25 points, which you could easily earn by watching ads.
And, it seemed like the 99 out of 100 points he had should’ve been enough for Victor to fool around with the pre-loaded presets of random people from the internet. One of them happened to be this randomly photographed African tribeswoman whose face in the app photo was now replaced by Victor’s own, after he decided to try it the second he walked into the barn, while Aunt Liz was gone in town all day. Only thing was:
— Oh come on, I’m just one damn point short, just change me back already! I can’t get stuck like this! — he said irritably, taking a small step and instantly regretting it, because at that moment his heavy, firm, huge breasts bounced, slapping against each other. Startled, he threw his hands up, but hit his own breasts with his elbow, and both soft spheres reacted even stronger, spreading and then snapping back with a delayed, dense thump.
— Why the hell… — slipped out of him in a thin, unfamiliar, melodic voice that now sounded especially wild, and definitely not funny like it had a few minutes ago, when he was running around the barn with a stick, babbling nonsense and pretending to be a tribal woman.
The phone blinked:
Not enough points: -1
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Only the problem was that, due to some bug, the subscription couldn’t be bought from the very beginning — and Victor hadn’t even tried, because who needs a subscription when you can earn points by watching ads? Ads that he now simply couldn’t watch, because the internet out here sometimes just cut off completely.
Victor jabbed the “Swap” button with his thumb in frustration, but it only flashed the same nasty pop-up:
“Not enough points: -1”
— Yeah, I know, I fucking know, goddamn it… — he grumbled and, almost without realizing it, pressed his finger harder against the screen. — You piece of shit app… Aunt’s gonna be back in an hour, and I…
At that moment the screen jerked, and the phone let out a heavy “sigh” of sudden vibration. A submenu appeared on the screen, with three buttons just as dull as the rest of the app’s design: “Genetic Swap”, “Behavior Swap”, “Cultural Swap”...Full story (11 700 characters - 5 parts + add. images) is open to subscribers here or on Patreon