“Hey Matt; take a seat” Clarissa Sanders said as she brushed off the barber chair.

“Looks like perfect timing” Matt Dawson said as he sat down.

“Yeah, time for your haircut and just in time to get in from that storm” Clarissa added as thunder boomed in the distance. “Crazy storm…I heard it’s supposed to get pretty bad this afternoon”

“I heard that too” Matt added as Clarissa put the cape around his neck.  “But it’s just some rain…we won’t melt”

“I’m definitely not made out of sugar, but some people do call me a Wicked Witch” Clarissa joked “Actually it’s usually something that rhymes with witch…”

Matt laughed and settled in. The barber shop was empty today except for the two of them as no one else was waiting. Matt never minded getting his haircut; Clarissa was a good barber and always had a good story and she was pretty so he had been coming to her for about 7 years now on a monthly basis.

Matt focused on her hands as they came in and started to run through his hair. Clarissa always had long nails and despite working with her hands all day, her hands were very soft but they also felt cold as they brushed off his forehead. He glanced up and smiled at her story about going out drinking the night before with a group of her friends.

He found himself staring into the mirror watching her while keeping his head still and straight as she worked on the sides.  Clarissa stood 5’3” and was very casual about her looks while at work. She wore no make-up and had her long brown hair pulled up behind a thick hairband. Her deep brown eyes looked tired and she wore a simple black t-shirt, jeans and black flip-flops as she worked on his hair.

A flash of light and a loud clap of thunder made both of them turn toward the window in the front of the shop “Wow” Clarissa said “That’s getting closer”

“Yeah…it looks really dark out right now for being 4 in the afternoon” Matt added.

Clarissa grabbed the electric clippers and started to shave Matt’s neck.

<BOOM>

“Ow…Shit” Clarissa said as the lights went out and she felt a shock in her fingers.

“Ow” Matt echoed as he felt a jolt in his neck and his hand flew to it in the dark.

The lights flickered and then came back on in full force. Matt was rubbing his neck and Clarissa shook her hand back and forth as power was restored.

“That was weird” Matt said as he put his hand and arm back under the cape.

“Yeah” Clarissa agreed. She flipped the clippers back on but stopped before she put them back to Matt’s neck. “Um…Matt” she said.

“What?” Matt asked as he lifted his eyes and looked in the mirror. He saw Clarissa take a step back; she had a strange look on her face and she was holding the buzzing clippers up motionless.

“Your….hair” she said slowly, turning off the clippers.  She picked up the hand held mirror that was on the side of the chair and held it up so Matt could see the back of his head.
Matt looked and saw in the reflection something very odd. The hairs at the base of his neck were growing. He put his hand to the back of his hair and felt the hairs twisting and lengthening beneath his fingers “What’s going on?” he said alarmed.

“I don’t know” Clarissa said quickly. “I’ve been cutting hair for 10 years and I’ve never seen anything like this”

Looking into the mirror, Matt now saw his hair growing down over his shoulders and now it wasn’t just the hairs at his neck growing, but all of his hair was now growing rapidly longer and thicker. “Make it stop!” he said as his hands went to his scalp.

Matt’s light brown hair was growing darker as well as longer and fuller; hair came down over his forehead and into his eyesight. He could feel it growing over his hands and brushing over his ears and well onto his back “AH” he cried out.

Clarissa was in shock; she slowly lowered the mirror and watched Matt’s hair grow. Then it dawned on her “Oh my God Matt! Your hair looks like mine!”

Matt stood up from the chair and the cape drifted to the floor as he turned and faced Clarissa with an open mouthed look of shock on his face. He looked at her and managed to say “Oh Shit”

“What?” Clarissa demanded but she could already tell something was wrong. She felt a tugging sensation all over her head and as Matt’s hand rose up and pointed at her hair, she was already looking into the mirror in front of her and watching as her hair began to creep upward and pull into her scalp.

Clarissa screamed out and put her hands to the sides of her head as her hair retreated past her fingers, leaving her with short light brown hair that she was very familiar with, as it had been the hair she had just been cutting.

“Oh No” she said and looked back to Matt who was standing just a few feet away. As she looked though she found a new reason to yell and she let out a quick cry. “Matt! Oh my God your face!”

Matt’s hands went to his cheeks and he stopped looking at Clarissa and turned his focus to the mirror “AH” his hands went to just below his eyes and he pulled down his lower lids. His eyes were brown now instead of green and he had long eyelashes that made them seem larger. “Uh…this shit’s freaking me out” he said running his hands over his eyebrows which were much thinner than his had ever been.

Clarissa looked at Matt as he examined his face in the mirror momentarily before she too turned and took a look at her own face. “Oh lord; this can’t be” she said looking into her now green eyes. “Ah…my nose” she said and grabbed for it. Beneath her fingers, Clarissa felt her nose growing and changing shape. It grew longer and wider and took her upper lip along with it as the changes to her face now extended out to her mouth and cheeks. Her cheeks became slimmer and less pronounced and her lips became thinner and longer. “What the fuck? I’m getting your face Matt”

“And I’m getting yours!” Matt said a bit too loud. He had watched his own nose shrink up to a very small and petite size. His cheeks had filled in and risen up and his lips had plumped up fuller than before.  Matt’s chin began to come to more of a point and his jawline and neck both pulled inward.

Clarissa’s chin rounded and her jaw became more prominent and pronounced as thin stubble began to appear on her cheeks, chin and neck. “Jesus Christ Matt! We’re switching bodies!” Clarissa pleaded to the mirror image that showed their changing forms. “I’m going to be you?”

Matt was momentarily speechless. His small mouth opened and closed twice and he fought to swallow at the truth in her words before he managed “I’m going to be you” as he turned to her. He saw before him his face on Clarissa’s body and he detected a slight shift in his perspective of her. “Uh…” he began

Clarissa looked directly at him and realized that they were now switching sizes with the other “Aw shit” she said as she felt her shoulders rise up and her spine elongate. She felt herself growing taller by the second. It felt like she was on a fast elevator going up and she could feel her jeans rising up slightly over her lower legs, exposing more skin as they crept higher. Clarissa grew a full foot in a matter of seconds, greatly shifting her view of both the shop and Matt.

Matt was losing the foot that Clarissa was gaining. He felt a constricting feeling all over his shrinking body as he went from 6’3” down to 5’3”. He alternately looked at the growing Clarissa in front of him and the ever approaching floor beneath him. As he stopped at his new height, he looked up and into Clarissa’s green eyes “Now what?” he asked somewhat meekly.

Clarissa glared down at him; they both knew what was coming and there was no way to stop it. She shrugged her broad shoulders and shook her head silently as she felt her arms transforming on her. Her arms bulked up slightly and her upper arms trimmed and firmed up. She watched as her long manicured fingernails; which she spent a great deal of time and effort on, disappear into her changing hands. Her fingers grew thicker and her nails became short and flat and she let out a slight whimper.

Matt’s arms now became Clarissa’s as their shape changed to match their new shorter length. His upper arms filled in and his forearms thinned. He watched his hands shrink and his fingers thin, then he watched as his fingernails grew out a full inch and thicken as they changed color to match and fully become Clarissa’s hands and nails.

Beneath her tight t-shirt, Clarissa felt her bra shift. She could feel the weight of her breasts diminishing. Her bra was tight over her larger back and shoulders but she felt that her breasts no longer filled the D cups and they were getting smaller and smaller by the second. Her different hands came up and grasped the fabric of the shirt and bra and she twisted the now empty garments between her fingers. Clarissa pulled out the neck of her shirt and peered down; being greeted by nothing but sprouting chest hairs. She let the shirt go and it snapped back onto her changed chest as she let out an exasperated “AH”

Matt was having the opposite problem. His t-shirt was now a few sizes too large and he would be grateful for that fact as he felt a distinct tingle in his chest. He pulled out the neck of his shirt and watched in wonder as his nipples became wider and longer. Then there was a slight puff and his nipples plumped up. Their growth was slow at first but quickly gained momentum. Soon mass was filling in rapidly and he could feel weight multiplying on his chest. He felt his new breasts brush up against the fabric of his shirt and he was soon pulling it taut across his now D cup breasts. He let go of the neckline and lifted up the bottom of his shirt. He pulled it up and over as his breasts swung freely on his small chest. He too let out a sound of shock and surprise in response.

Matt slowly let the shirt go and it came back down over his transforming stomach. His mid-section was pulling inward and his shape was turning more hour-glass as it went in. His expanding hips and ass were now putting a strain on the seams of his jeans as both began to grow and change shape. He could hear the fabric straining to keep up as he gained a woman’s figure. He put his hands on his hips as they slid outward and he tried to crane his head around to watch his rear grow out and turn in Clarissa’s.

Clarissa’s hands went to her stomach as it filled out and her hips pulled in. Her jeans were too tight in the waist now as her body continued to change. Her ass became flat and her hands brushed off it as they groped and anticipated more changes that were imminent.

Clarissa quickly undid the button and zipper on her jeans as her eyes bugged out. “Here it comes” she said as her hand slapped down on her panties. Beneath her hand, she could feel something now protruding from her. She felt her skin reshaping and then her stomach flipped as two testicles dropped out of her, taking skin with them as they went. Now she felt a penis growing beneath her fingers. Her hand gave way to her new part as it grew longer and thicker, pushing her small panties down and out of its way. She quickly tried to cover it and stretched her panties up to cover the majority of it.

Matt did not undo his jeans as he felt his next changes begin. He put his hands over the jeans as he felt his penis retreat inward. He felt it diminishing in size and felt his testicles pull upward and into his body and everything disappeared at once, immediately replaced by his now female anatomy. Everything reshaped and remolded itself into Clarissa’s and he let out a long slow hissing breath.

Matt then noticed that his thighs were growing. They became fuller and rounder than before as they took on Clarissa’s size and shape. His jeans were too long and pooled up over his sneakers. He could feel his legs shifting and changing, but he couldn’t see them under the clothes. Finally he felt his feet change shape inside his sneakers. He felt his toes pull backward from the ends of the shoes and he lifted them up and saw how far back they were as they lifted the fabric. He felt a slight twitch as they changed shape and he knew he had Clarissa’s feet.

Clarissa’s jeans were tight on her and she could see her calves and shins where she had grown taller and exposed her lower legs. Her thighs changed shape as well as her calves and she could see hair sprout out down around her ankles. Her feet were now several sizes larger and her toes and heels both hung over the ends of her black flip flops. She watched as they changed shape into Matt’s feet and she knew that she was now Matt from her head to her toes.

“Unbelievable” Clarissa said in Matt’s deeper voice. She looked at her old body in front of her and shook her head.

Matt looked scared as he looked back up at her “What are we going to do?” he asked in a shaky voice that Clarissa recognized as her own. Matt was on the verge of tears and Clarissa shook her head.

The new Matt now kicked off the ill-fitting flip flops and walked barefoot over to the door. He flipped the sign to Closed, locked the door and went to the front window and closed the shades. He turned to the new Clarissa and said “First of all; we need to change clothes”

The Clarissa began to undress. She took in the sight of her new body as she went and they quickly exchanged clothes with each other. It took Clarissa a moment to get the hang of her bra, but everything else wasn’t tricky for her.

After swapping clothes, Matt sat down in one of the barber chairs and put his head in his hands to think.

Clarissa stood by nervously chewing at her bottom lip, trying to put together what had just happened and what they should do next. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts and sighed.

Matt picked up the clippers and turned them on; they buzzed away in his hands “When the lightening hit…we both got a jolt from these” he said holding them up.

“You think the lightening was what made us change?” Clarissa asked.

“Yeah” he said.

Clarissa walked over and put her hand on the clippers. As they both held on…<BOOM>

The lights went out and so did the clippers but in just a few seconds both came back on at full power.

Clarissa looked down at Matt sitting in the chair. She shook her head and cleared her mind. A strange thought that she had been Matt briefly passed through her. “That was weird” she mumbled as she put the clippers back on her table.

Matt also shook his head. For a brief moment, he thought that it should be him giving the haircut and not the one sitting in the chair. But just as he looked around at the lights and saw Clarissa opening up the shades, he forgot he ever was Clarissa and stood up to pay for his haircut.

“Why did I put the closed sign up already?” Clarissa asked as she flipped the sign back to open and walked back, shaking her head.

“Thanks” he said “Keep the change”

“Thanks…I will” she replied.