Slightly dark.

Salma was just about done getting things in order. The movers came a bit unexpectedly, she hadn't had time to change into anything more suitable, but she quickly realized they would be the ones to handle all of the heavy lifting, she would just have to let them know where to put stuff.

They were moving quickly and she went back out to see what all was left. Nothing much, just a few boxes and it would be done. She walked back in just as they were heading out and within a few minutes they were done. Happy with how they worked, she tipped them both well and they were about to be on their way when she looked outside and noticed a couple of boxes.

"Hey guys, there's still three boxes left."

"Oh, those aren't yours, I don't think." The one, a younger man said. The older one looked at her and shrugged.

"They were there before we left for your old place. Check though, if you want, makes no difference to us."

"I will, yes." She said softly, a bit annoyed. She walked outside, and sure enough, they were right. She went to walk back when they both walked towards her.

"You were right." She said. "I wonder who they belong to."

"Well, we can see." The older man said.

"Isn't that, I don't know..."

"It's not illegal to read a label."

Curious now, she walked back with them as she looked down, she felt a jab on the side of her neck and she quickly slumped over and was pulled into the truck.

It was still bright in the afternoon when the truck opened back up and the older mover got out of the back, stretching his new pantyhose-covered legs as he did. His friend would find a discreet place to park this and he would be back shortly.

The older mover walked up to the door, slid a key into the lock, and opened the door, looking around at the house he had just helped bring all of the stuff into. He walked upstairs, smiling with each step, taking in each new sensation from his new body. She really had an incredible body and now here he was with it, her head now attached to his old body. No more aches from years of overwork and physical stress. No more pain. He felt great, and when his friend came back, his friend had a way to make him feel even better!