“That’s no fair! I wanted to be the body!” Bernice’s former body (currently in a clone of Nate’s head) complained to Nate.

    “Well Juliet,” said Nate, flipping the switch on the tube device again, pushing Bernice’s head consciousness into a clone of his body, “This way you both can know the struggles of the other.”

    “Juliet?”

    “Yah, I can’t call you both Bernice. I think it works.”

    Bernice’s former body giggled, which sounded more like a hearty chuckle in her current situation, “Yah, I guess it makes sense.”

    This conversation was loss upon Bernice, as she stiffly stood up. She hadn’t had control of a body for nearly 24 hours, so it was definitely a big adjustment.

    ‘Oh…’ she though, ‘that’s different.’ The difference in ‘equipment’ between herself and Nathanial was a bit overpowering.

    Bernice rushed out of the open door to the nearby bathroom.

    “Where do you think sh- I mean he’s going?” Nate asked Juliet.

    “I don’t think you’d want to know.” Juliet responded, telepathic shouts of ecstasy racking her brain.

    “Good to know. Now,” he said, getting up, “I’ll just take these,” he grabbed the Bernice heads, “and get to work on finishing your body.”