“This concert is going to be so awesome Babe; I can’t wait to get inside” Andrea Thompson said to her boyfriend Ryan. “Hey…let’s get a few pictures out here so I can post them to Instagram and Facebook” she added as she took him by the arm and lead him over to the huge banner that adorned the arena wall.

“I hope they open the doors soon” Jill Martin said her husband Brian. Jill rocked up onto her toes, stretching out her legs “My feet are starting to hurt just standing here not moving” She said as she absent mindedly picked at the bottom of the huge banner that screamed ‘Miranda Lambert…Tonight Only’ in letters five feet high.

Jill watched the crowd around her. Everyone was milling about and it was starting to get cramped around their spot. She saw a woman in a short red dress coming her way; dragging a guy with spiked hair, with her phone out and at the ready. Jill snorted internally as the couple stopped in front of her and the cell phone went out to arm’s length.

“Smile Babe!” Andrea said with way too much enthusiasm.

Andrea duck faced and tilted her chin to get the best selfie shot she could but trying to get a better angle she stepped back another step and felt the unmistakable feeling of stepping on someone else’s foot.

“Ow…hey… watch where you’re going” Jill said “This isn’t your personal concert”

Andrea spun toward the source of the comments. She looked the person who she had bumped in to up and down and was not impressed. With a smack of her full, red lips, Andrea narrowed her eyes and said “I was trying to get a good shot…is there any way you could just move”

Jill crossed her arms and said sarcastically “Oh I’m so sorry I’m in the way of your perfect shot. I’ve only been standing here for the last half hour and, in case you can’t see anything past your own nose, there’s nowhere else for me to move to just so you can get your stupid selfie”

Andrea sneered and put her hand on her hip “Yeah…you know any shot where you’d be in the background would just ruin it anyway”

Ryan took Andrea by the arm and started to lead her away “Come on Babe, she’s not worth it”

“You’re damned right about that. I’d never waste my time on a skinny little bitch like her anyway” Andrea said loudly as Ryan was dragging her off.

Jill turned to her husband in utter disgust “You can tell they’re stupid just by looking at them” she said in response.

Jill thought that her comment was only heard by Brian, but Andrea heard it as well and was now angrier than ever.

Andrea allowed herself to get pulled away from the situation though but she was still fuming about it. “I can’t believe she would say something like that to me” she hissed at Ryan.

“Look…you two were both saying some nasty things; just let it go. Don’t let it ruin your night” Ryan said trying to calm her down. “The doors are about to open anyway…I’ll get us some beers and we can just chill okay”

Andrea scowled and crossed her arms. Sure enough, Security kicked open the doors as she headed inside to find their seats while Ryan waited at the concession stand.

Andrea found her section and row and scooted herself in and took a seat. “Shit…really” she said to herself. There, four rows in front of her, she saw the woman who she had just upset her. “Not going to let this ruin my night…” she said through clenched teeth.

Ryan returned with their beers and Andrea grabbed hers without hesitation. She finished it off before Ryan was even two sips in.

“Whoa Babe…slow down…these things are like 10 bucks a piece” Ryan teased her.

Andrea just pointed to the woman four rows down.

Ryan’s shoulders slumped. “Oh come on…let it go already”

Jill was blissfully unaware that she was being watched and that invisible darts were being shot at the back of her head.  She was more concerned about the tall guy who had just sat down in the row in front of her. She hoped that she would be able to see around him once the show started without resorting to standing on her chair.

Andrea went to the concession stand herself to get another beer. “I just hate it when someone I don’t even know thinks I’m stupid” she thought. “She’s just jealous because I’m better looking than her” she added in and with this thought, she cheered up a bit.

“Skinny…short…glasses…big nose…no chin…no lips…probably wears those bangs to cover up acne scars…no boobs…no hips…definitely no ass. Man the longer I think about her the sorrier I feel for her” Andrea added in, laughing away in her mind.

Andrea returned with two beers just as the opening act Dierks Bentley was coming on stage.

50 minutes later, the crowd was fully riled up.

Jill Martin took the opportunity as the crew came out to reset the stage to step out a get some air. “I’ll be right back” she said to her husband as she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

Jill headed up the aisle and past Andrea without even a glance.

Andrea, however, saw Jill go past her and decided that after three beers, she was going to go have a word with her. “I’ll be right back Babe” she said to her boyfriend as she turned and followed Jill up the steps.

Jill took one look at how long the line was for the bathroom and decided to skip it. It felt good to just get some fresh air and walk around for a minute. As she bobbed and dodged her way through the crowd to the opposite side of the concourse where it wasn’t as busy, she felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned and was surprised to see the woman in the red dress who had been taking selfies earlier.

“You again; what do you want? Jill said annoyed.

“I want to have a word with you…that’s what I want” Andrea said. She realized that she was probably six inches taller than the woman before her now that they were alone and in front of each other. “I heard what you said earlier; about how you could tell that me and my boyfriend were stupid just by looking at us”

Jill looked slightly embarrassed.

“Look” Andrea started in “You don’t know me and you will never know me well enough to know anything about my level of intelligence. The fact that you would even say something like that only proves how ignorant of a person you are”

Jill’s mouth dropped open “What? I was going to apologize and try to calm you down. What I said; I said out of frustration of you stepping on my foot in your big clunky cowboy boots and asking me to move so you could take your stupid picture. But now that you’re still here and confronting me about some throwaway line from an hour and a half ago just proves to me that you’re nothing but a jealous and petty bitch”

Now it was Andrea’s turn to be shocked “What could I possibly be jealous of from you?”

“Like you said…what is your name any way?” Jill said.

“Andrea…who are you?”

“Well Andrea, I’m Jill and like you said…you don’t know me and you never will, so why do you care that you should be jealous of me”

“I’m not impressed” Andrea said taking in Jill from head to toe.

“You wish you had as much going for you as I do” Jill said.

“Yeah, I bet you wish you were even half as pretty as I am” Andrea said.

And with those few little words, a chain reaction began that would not stop until they would both regret their words…

“Ha…fat chance. I’m perfectly happy in my own life. There is no way I would even consider looking like you” Jill said.

“Whatever…but if I looked like you, I wouldn’t be out bragging about it” Andrea said in as nasty a tone as she could muster.

“Look…why are you doing this? Why are you trying to get into a fight with me? Just walk away…” Jill said as she reached up to scratch her nose. The end of her nose had started to itch but as Jill’s fingernails gave the end of her nose a scratch, the end of her nose began to change. The end of her nose upturned slightly as her nostrils briefly flared out and then shrunk down in size. Her nose continued to change and reshape itself on her face but both women were too busy arguing to notice.

Jill’s nose continued to change as it narrowed across the bridge and became Andrea’s nose on Jill’s face.

“You pissed me off!” Andrea said indignant. “I wanted to let you know that your attitude and little snarky comment really made me mad earlier” As Andrea continued to rant, her ears began to shift and move beneath the curtain of her long black hair. Unseen by both of them, Andrea’s ears pulled in slightly at the bottoms and rearranged into Jill’s ears.

Andrea felt a slight warmth in her earlobes but figured it was just because of the huge crowd and heat around them. But as she talked, her earrings changed from her usual diamond studs into Jill’s small golden hoops. Then a second hole appeared in each lobe and a second set of gold hoops filled them in.

“Okay…I get it” Jill said as her ears began to change beneath her shorter but still full head of brown hair. Her lobes came out on the bottoms and her earrings changed into diamond studs as she lost her second set along with the holes that held them. “But that still doesn’t explain why you’re still here yelling at me”

Andrea now reached up and scratched her nose. She had gotten a sudden blast of a passing concert goer’s cigarette stench. Her nostrils flared and as they did, they began to grow larger, taking the sides and end of her nose outward. The end of Andrea’s nose straightened and dropped as the bridge expanded into Jill’s nose. She rubbed her new larger nose vigorously.

“Whatever…I’m going to go back to my seat and my super-hot boyfriend and I can be perfectly happy never having to see your face ever again” Andrea said.

As she finished talking, her whole face began to become rounder in shape. Her chin and jawline pulled inward and her cheeks rose up and rounded off on top. Her forehead shifted, changing the shape of her face.

Jill crinkled her brow as she looked up and into the eyes of this crazy woman who had confronted her. She figured that it must just be a trick of the lighting as they were in the shadows away from most of the crowd in the concourse. “Please do…just leave me alone and stop trying to ruin my night” Jill finally said.

Jill’s chin and jawline then began to elongate and change in shape.  Her jawline became longer and more angular, offsetting her now pointed and stronger chin. Her cheeks rose up and became thinner and sleek but more defined along her cheek bones.

Beneath her brunette bangs, Jill’s forehead rose and her brow lifted. Her eyebrows became more pointed and sleeker as her skin began to darken and tan.

Now it was Andrea’s turn to crinkle her brow and look slightly confused. “Whatever”
Andrea said; just about out of the anger that had driven her to this point. Andrea swiped the back of her hand across her eyes. Everything had just gotten a bit blurry and when the first swipe didn’t work, she rubbed her thumb and index fingers into her eyes; but that only seemed to make it worse.

Andrea was writing off the blurriness to her three beers, but Jill hadn’t been drinking and couldn’t explain why it looked clearer if she gazed out over the top of her lenses. Staring through her glasses, Andrea looked blurry and wavy to her. Jill reached up and slid her glasses down her nose, where they slid off and into her hand.

Jill tilted her head slightly as everything was in perfect focus without her glasses on; something that hadn’t been true for her in over ten years. A look of confusion set in as her mind swirled. She didn’t know Andrea at all, but she would swear that she looked different now as opposed to how she looked when she first saw her. As she was taking in Andrea’s face, she looked into her eyes and watched as her eye color swirled and changed from a deep brown to light blue.

“What the fuck just happened to your eyes?” Jill said.

“I don’t know” Andrea snapped. “I’m a bit blurry from having a couple of drinks”

“No: that’s not it” Jill stated shaking her head. “I just watched your eyes change color”

“Shut up; are you trying to freak me out or something” Andrea said and squinted to bring Jill into focus.

Jill’s mouth now came open as she watched Andrea’s eyes visibly shift on Andrea’s face. Her wide set and round eyes narrowed and slid inward closer to the bridge of her nose.
Something was gnawing at the back of Jill’s mind; something that was incomprehensible. “No that can’t be” she mumbled out loud.

“What?” Andrea said.

Jill felt a slight tug at the corners of her eyes but dismissed it. Her eyes were now shifting and growing wider and larger. The color in them swirled from light blue to dark brown. She also felt a slight tingle in her lips.

Jill couldn’t wrap her mind around what she was seeing but she had no explanation to write it off either. It seemed so impossible but Andrea looked a lot like her.  Jill really stared and tried to take in her face.

“What?” Andrea repeated and in a fit of frustration, snatched the glasses out of Jill’s hands. She put them on and they fit perfectly, but more importantly, she could now see. Andrea gasped as her vision cleared and she saw Jill in front of her. Andrea couldn’t immediately put her finger on what was different, but with another second of mental processing, she realized that Jill looked like her.

“What the hell is going on here?” Andrea sputtered.

Jill slowly shook her head back and forth “I…I don’t know, but…” she trailed off as she saw Andrea’s lips noticeably begin to slim down. Her lipstick disappeared and her now pale lips continued to change shape. “…oh my god…” Jill said watching the transformation.
Andrea, now able to see again, traced where Jill’s attention was focused. “What’s going on with my mouth…Tell me!” Andrea said.

“I don’t know, but your lips just lost their lipstick and they look thinner and they look like they’re changing shape!” Jill said.

“That’s impossible” Andrea said looking upward to the rafters. She gazed back down and her eyes widened as she saw Jill’s lips begin to darken with red lipstick and plump up fuller. Jill’s lips swelled up and as they did, it brought her whole face into focus for Andrea; “Holy Shit! You look just like me!”

Jill’s hands flew to her face “What are you talking about?” but as she looked across at Andrea, she realized that Andrea now looked like her too. Jill took a step backward “What the fuck are you doing? You made me look like you and you took my face”

“Why would I want your face?!” Andrea shouted. Her fingers came up and probed about her cheeks and nose “Oh my God…my face…what did you do to my face?” Andrea felt a shifting sensation inside her mouth. As crazy as it sounded, it felt like her teeth were moving. Andrea peeled her lips back to reveal that her teeth were indeed shifting. They were getting smaller and moving into new positions inside her mouth. “AH” Andrea managed with her mouth held open.

Next her tongue shortened and changed into Jill’s. Andrea placed her tongue against the roof of her mouth as even it changed shape before she ran her tongue along her new teeth and lips.
“Mm mph” Jill exclaimed through her pursed lips and morphing mouth. Her teeth were enlarging inside her mouth. They straightened as they shifted and grew. Her tongue seemed to fill up more of her mouth and Jill swallowed and tasted a distinct beer aftertaste inside her mouth. She ran her tongue over her back right molars, exploring the inside of her mouth.

Andrea felt hair beginning to brush her forehead. She felt the odd sensation of the part in her hair shifting from the right hand side to straight down the middle. Her long black hair began to creep up her back as it shortened and became several shades lighter. Bangs swept down, covering her forehead and stopping at her brow line.

Andrea’s hands came off her face and grabbed handfuls of shoulder length brown hair in exasperation. “This isn’t my hair…this isn’t my face” she whined.

Jill’s hair now took off in length; growing wildly down her back. It grew long and dark and wisps of it curled on the sides of her face and came to rest on her shoulders. Her bangs retreated and swept off to the side as her hair and part shifted on her scalp.

Jill’s neck elongated slightly and thickened just a bit as Andrea’s slimmed and became more compact on her shoulders.

Andrea tried to say something, but nothing escaped her lips. She swallowed and tried again only to be surprised at the outcome. “This is not happening” she looked around at the sound with a wide eyed look of panic. “That’s not my voice!” her voice sounded deeper and not right inside her head.

Jill knew the voice coming from Andrea and she was afraid to speak now for fear that Andrea’s higher pitched and more nasally voice would come out.

“This is not my voice…this can’t be my voice now” Andrea pleaded. She saw what was happening but was trying to not believe it. “Whatever is making me switch bodies with this woman please make it stop. I don’t want to be her and I don’t want her to become me”

Jill now pitched in with her new voice “Yeah, I don’t want to be you either” and the sound of her voice stopped her from voicing any further opinion.

“What if this doesn’t stop?! What if I become you…everywhere?” Andrea exclaimed. “You can’t take my body!”

“I don’t want your body!” Jill exclaimed but yet as she looked at the body in front of her, she couldn’t deny that it was more than what she had.

Jill felt her toes rise up in the ends of her black flats. Her shoes were getting tight on her feet. She looked down and saw her toes outlined against the end and toe cleavage starting.

“What the hell” the said in a drawn out manner.

Jill kicked her shoes off and stared at her feet. They were growing longer, wider, and tan. Her feet were reshaping themselves into Andrea’s feet. Her toes lengthened and her nails changed shape. Dark burgundy nail polish began to creep up her previously bare nails.

As she watched her feet changing on the bright white tile, she saw that her discarded shoes were also now changing. Her black flats turned brown, came to a point and began to close over the top in thick brown leather. Soon, a pair of cowboy boots sat kicked over on the floor.

As those changes were occurring, the opposite changes were happening to Andrea. Her boots were morphing into a pair of simple black flats. She watched in awe as the material changed and reformed. The flats seemed to fit her feet but Andrea pulled her feet out of them out of curiosity.

“Oh my God…my feet look so different…they’re so…small” Andrea lifted and wiggled her toes, taking in her shorter toes and smaller nails. She looked very hard at her littlest toes, it seemed like there was barely even a nail on them. Her now clear nails blended in with her pale feet but the changes were nowhere near stopping.

Andrea looked across from her and detected that Jill was growing taller. “Are you growing…or am I shrinking?” she asked.

“It’s both, I think” Jill replied.

“Look Jill…I don’t know why this started or why it’s happening to us” Andrea said as she dropped from 5’9” to 5’8” “But we are going to become real familiar with each other real fast”

“I know” Jill said as she grew from 5’3” to 5’4” “It’s apparent I’m going to be you and you’re going to be me” she said as she gained another inch to 5’5”

“I’m sorry I cut you down” Andrea said dropping to 5’7” “I was just mad and I guess I let my temper get the best of me” Andrea dropped down to 5’6”

“I didn’t mean to say you looked stupid” Jill grew to 5’6”. They scanned each other up and down as they stood eye to eye in height.

“Oh my gosh” Jill said as she grew another inch to 5’7”

“AH” Andrea exclaimed as she shrunk down to 5’5” “I’m shorter than you” she said as she lifted up her arms at her sides, shrinking down even more to 5’4”

Jill bit her plump bottom lip and continued growing up to 5’8” “We have to be about done” she added as she reached her new height of 5’9”

“I’m so short” Andrea said in amazement of now standing 5’3” and she looked up into Jill’s brown eyes.

Jill gave her shoulders a slight roll as she felt her bra shift on her chest. It had changed into Andrea’s size and was bigger than what she needed; at least for the moment.
She wiggled her hips as she felt her underwear shrinking off of her hips and sliding between her cheeks giving her a wedgie. Her simple panties had just morphed into Andrea’s thong.

With her increased height, Jill’s skinny jeans had ridden up her slender calves and she felt a tightness there where the fabric hugged her legs, but that feeling was suddenly broken. Her jeans and black and white stripped sweater were combining in the middle to become a single garment.

Her denim pant legs changed into a light cotton and came together as the bottom of a dress. They turned bright red and began to rise up her longer legs, stopping halfway up her thighs. Her sleeves pulled upward until they were just straps on her shoulders and the collar dropped to reveal her cleavage, such as it was.

Andrea’s mouth hung open as she watched Jill’s clothes turn into hers and before she knew it, her clothes began to change as well.

Her dress lengthened and separated, encasing her legs in tight denim as her top thickened and rose up to her neck and down her arms. She felt a definite tightness as her bra dropped several sizes, squeezing and compressing her heavy breasts against her chest beneath the tight sweater.

Her fuller legs strained beneath the tight jeans that were several sizes too small as she felt her thong spread out and cover more real estate.

“Ugh…these clothes are so tight…I’m not skinny enough to wear these yet” Andrea hissed out just as her body began to change. She had always had a curvy physique with ample breasts but that was about to change.

Jill may have become taller but she still had her slight frame and she was simply swimming in the dress until her body began to turn into Andrea’s.

Jill felt her legs shift and a ripple ran across her thighs as they increased in their roundness and fullness. Jill had been called pencil legs growing up but that was no longer the case. Her calf muscles increased and her thighs widened but not in a bad way; they simply gained more curve. Her dress billowed out as her legs gained Andrea’s curvature.

Jill’s hands slid to her hips as they broadened and changed shape, topping off her more statuesque legs.

Her hands didn’t stay on her shapely hips for long though as they were needed behind her. Her hands went to her ass as it began to swell and round. Jill had never had much backside, she had always had a flat behind. Now it grew and shaped up into a perfectly heart shaped ass that any woman would kill for.

In spite of herself, a slight smile broke out across Jill’s full, sensuous lips. She blushed and demurely looked down as she attempted to remove her thong from between her more ample cheeks.

Jill thought to herself “What they hell are you smiling for? This is so wrong…I shouldn’t be enjoying this. I should be horrified. I have my hands on another woman’s ass, but it just happens to be my ass now. My body is physically reshaping itself into another woman’s body…I should be freaking out! I’m going to have another woman’s body as my own”

Andrea felt a distinct deflation that gave her pinched legs some instant relief. Andrea’s thighs were shrinking inside the tight jeans. Andrea looked down at her new feet. She saw the bottom hem of the pants adjust and grasp her smaller reshaped ankles. Her calves trimmed and as the denim clung to her thighs, suddenly, Andrea had a thigh gap. “Skinny legs…” she thought to herself. Her next feeling was of her ass dwindling away to next to nothing.

Andrea slapped at her flat butt and squeezed the bottoms of her flattened cheeks. Her hips narrowed significantly and her jeans and panties fit much better “At least I can breathe now” she whispered out.

Andrea blushed now as she felt a shifting sensation in the front of her jeans. “Oh My God” she muttered. She was so very tempted to stick her hand down the front of her jeans. She pulled the waist band out and sneaked a peek then thought “What the hell” and slid her hand down the front of her outstretched jeans and panties.

Andrea’s fingers touched her slightly moist and sticky vagina. She swallowed hard at the thought “It’s mine but yet it isn’t mine…and why am I wet?!” she realized in a panic. “I can’t be getting turned on by this; that’s so disgusting; but yet…”

Andrea looked down at her small feet. She was drawn in by them; their paleness, the high arch, the small brown beauty mark on her right big toe. She lifted up her toes and saw the crinkle marks in her, yes her, skin. It hit home that no matter what the body looked like, she would have to live in it. There was no way she was going to let this get the better of her; she thought she might even look kind of cute in this body.

Andrea’s head shot back up as her brain seemed to accept her changes more and more “Why am I not fighting this? Cute? I was drop dead gorgeous and now she’s going to have my body! She’s going to get my life!”

Jill felt a similar sensation rocket through her lower abdomen. She felt a distinct stirring in the front of her panties. Her right hand shot down and went up underneath the loose bottom of her dress. Through her tight panties, she felt a dampness set in. “Oh my God, I’m turned on by this! I have another woman’s vagina! How can this be happening? Is this changing me inside too? Do I have her uterus…her DNA…her blood type? Is this changing my heart…my lungs? Will it change my mind?”

The possibilities of how deep this would go swirled though Jill’s brain. She hated to admit that part of her mind was fascinated at what was occurring, even aroused by it while another part was terrified of totally losing her identity and becoming Andrea completely.

Jill wondered if she was watching a total takeover of her life as Andrea became more and more Jill before her eyes. She looked across from her and saw so much of herself standing there that it was truly an out of body experience.

Andrea now looked up, up, at her old face and what was rapidly becoming her body. She felt her stomach give off a small gurgle as it reshaped and her waist pulled in. Her chest was already smaller with her decreased height and weight but now she felt the unmistakable feeling of her breasts beginning to shrink.

Andrea’s perfect 34DD breasts began to get smaller. Andrea lifted up the striped sweater and saw that her boobs had been crushed by Jill’s small bra. Flesh came out of the bottoms of the cups as well as overflowed from the tops. Now, however, they began to recede. Andrea felt the bottoms slid upward and fit into the bra. She felt the underwire come to rest against her chest. “What size am I going down to?” she wondered as the mass of her breasts disappeared. She touched the tops of her breasts as they diminished and shrank to fit fully inside the cups. A number popped into her mind ‘32B’ and she just knew.

Andrea pressed down on her flatter chest, feeling the small breasts squish under her persistent hands. “No” she whined at the loss “This body feels so different to me”
Jill noticed her waist and stomach reshape as well. While skinny, she had never worked out much, but she detected a strength in this body she was gaining. Her stomach felt tight and toned beneath the dress and the curve of her hips was accentuated even more by her tiny waist.

Jill sensed a definite shift on her chest. Her shoulders tensed in anticipation. There was no way that she could not see her breasts begin to grow with the low cut of her dress. Her current boobs were swimming in the large cups, sitting there gently perched inside with plenty of room to spare.

With a slight tugging feeling, Jill’s nipples puffed out erect; her areolas spread wider and mass begin to fill in rapidly. “Whoa” Jill said as she thrust forward. The sensation of filling up and spreading out filled her. Even fighting against it as hard as she could, there would be no denying the pleasurable feeling that this radiated throughout her.

“Oh God” Jill said involuntarily. Her breasts continued to grow larger and fuller than they had ever been, stretching her skin and arching her back to compensate for the additional figure. Now even the large bra was filled to capacity and then some. Jill’s nipples rubbed against the taut silk as the heft of her new chest settled on her body. “I never thought I’d have tits like these” Jill thought in a flash. Her hands now came up and gently fondled her new perfect breasts. She ran her fingers along the top and didn’t even realize that she pursed her lips as she did it. She stopped caressing them just shy of a full massage and slightly embarrassed, she dropped her hands to her sides quickly.
As she did, her shoulders changed and rose up as her arms became a bit more muscled and longer.

Andrea had watched as Jill went lost her membership in the itty bitty titty club; gaining what had been hers until they had traded chests. Andrea grasped that their changes were almost complete. Her shoulders narrowed and her arms slimmed down considerably.

She lifted up her hands and saw the last remaining part of her original body. She splayed her fingers out before her, anticipating the final change.  With resignation, she saw her fingers begin to diminish and shrink smaller. Her dark burgundy nail polish faded lighter and lighter until all Andrea saw were plain unadorned nails. They began to shrink smaller in conjunction with her fingers. Andrea had longer nails that now reduced back to even and close clipped.

As she watched her fingers change, her jewelry changed as well. She wore two silver rings on her right hand that were gone in the blink of an eye. They were replaced though with a set of rings on her left ring finger. A small diamond and a gold wedding band now appeared on her reshaped hands. She curled her fingers into loose fists.

Jill’s hands began to tingle and she raised them back up to eye level to watch them change. The backs of her hands pulsated out as they grew marginally larger. Her fingers began to elongate and her nails changed in union with them. Burgundy nail polish appeared, darkening her changing nails as they completed their final shift.

As a final act of modification, Jill watched her wedding and engagement ring disappear, only to be replaced by two cheap silver rings on her opposite hand.

“Uh” Jill huffed out, sounding much more like Andrea than before as she lost her rings to Andrea, and supposedly, her husband to her too.

“It’s done” Jill thought “I’m Andrea…Thompson” the name flashed into her brain suddenly. She looked over at Andrea and seeing that she was wholly her in body, Jill began to worry about what might be in store for them next.

Jill said “Is your last name Thompson?”

Andrea looked over and wearily replied “Yeah…why?”

“Well, that name just popped into my head and I was wondering if it was right” Jill said perplexed.

“Why would you know my last name though?” Andrea asked.

“I don’t know…like I said, it just popped in there” Jill replied. “Do you know what my last name is?”

“Martin” Andrea spit out instantly. She looked at the surprise on her old face and said “Is that right?”

Jill nodded, fearing that the physical transformation was only the beginning. “No. I don’t want you to take my mind too…my thoughts…my intelligence. That’s how I always defined myself. I only have a year left in my residency before I become a doctor. You can’t take that away from me!”

Jill took a step forward and took Andrea by the shoulders “We have to switch back before this goes too far…it’s already gone too far!”

“Doctor! You’re almost a doctor!” Andrea said shocked.

“Come on; Help me think of something!” Jill said.

Andrea looked down, her mind straining to comprehend what had already happened to them. It was too much and she was on overload mentally. “I’m trying” she managed to say.

“Ugh…I wish we would change back into our own bodies” Jill said. “I wish I had my life back and Andrea had hers back” Nothing happened. Frustration began to mount inside Jill as she said “I wish none of this had ever happened. I wish I was back in my seat with my husband. I wish I had never even come to this concert. I wish I had never met Andrea. I wish…ugh…nothing is working”

Jill let go of Andrea and took a step back. She stepped on the side of her discarded boot. She bent over and up righted it. Jill held on to the top of the cowboy boot and guided her right foot into it. She pointed her toes and slid her foot into the boot for a perfect fit. She did the same with the left boot, flexing her burgundy toes as they glided into the size 9 boots.

Andrea continued to look down. She stretched her leg out and snatched her right black flat with her toes and slid it closer to her. She easily slipped her foot in and she turned to the other shoe and slipped that one on too. She turned back to Jill as her mind ran at high speed.

“Why can’t I think of a way out of this?” Jill said to herself “I mean, I’m like, smart enough to know that stuff like this…doesn’t just…you know…happen. I have to hold onto my mind…I have to. I’m Jill Martin…I’m…I’m in medical school? No, that doesn’t sound right…
I’m a…I’m Andrea…I’m…”

“Think Andrea…you’re smart. You know that this is physiologically impossible, not just improbable, but there has never been a recorded incident of body transference in human history. Think through the problem…envision a solution. Scientific methods can still be used here. No need to panic and make the situation worse than it already is. You are Jill Mart…what?”

Andrea looked up as her train of thought caught up to that. She shook her head vigorously. “I’m not really Jill Martin…I am actually Andrea…Andrea Thompson…I’m 26 and I’m a waitress at Murphy’s Diner…no you’re a surgical resident at Mount Sinai Medical Center…no I’m…”

“I don’t even know who I am anymore” they both said in unison.

“This is so weird; my mind is just racing”

“I know…it’s like so many things are coming and going…I’m so confused”

“Ladies and Gentlemen…Please welcome…Miranda Lambert” screamed out over the P.A. system and music took off at an insanely loud level.

Both women turned toward the open doors of the arena as the music blared.

‘Well I've been saved by the grace of southern charm
I got a mouth like a sailor and yours is more like a Hallmark card
If you wanna pick a fight well I'm gonna have to say goodnight’

Andrea Thompson looked down at her feet encased in the black flats and thought “I’m Andrea…No…I’m Jill Martin” and Jill Martin looked back up.

Jill Martin looked down at her cowboy boots and thought “I am Jill…No…I’m Andrea Thompson…” and Andrea Thompson looked back up.

The new Andrea shook her head, clearing it of the cobwebs that seemed to have settled in. She ran her hands over her red dress and looked next to her, seeing the woman that she had come out to confront.

The new Jill blinked and looked sideways, then she turned to the woman in the red dress next to her “So, are you finished? Because we’re missing the show and I really want to get back in there”

Andrea looked confused momentarily “Yeah…I…uh…” it seemed to Andrea like something had just happened but for the life of her, she couldn’t remember “…yeah…sorry. Like I said, I was just angry but…let’s just forget this happened, okay”

“With pleasure” Jill responded anxious to get back to her husband.

‘Everybody says you gotta know your enemies
Even if they only weigh a hundred pounds and stand five foot three
If you just smile and behave you could always get your way
It's a universal plan that'll get you where you can in all societies

So lets shake hands and reach across those party lines
You got your friends just like I got mine
We might think a little differently
But we got a lot in common you will see
We're just like you, only prettier’

Miranda’s song lyrics rang out as the two women began to make their way back to their seats.

Jill walked quickly away and back through the doors. As she came down the steps, she stopped at row L. She spotted a handsome guy standing by himself and thought that he looked familiar before she shook her head and continued down to row H. Part of her was still trying to place where she knew that guy 4 rows up. “Who knows” she mumbled to herself as she slid in next to her husband.

“What took you so long?” Brian asked her. “I thought you were going to miss the show”
Jill got a strange smile on her lips as she looked at her husband. The thought “He’s cute” flashed into her mind as if she was seeing him for the first time before all their history crashed into place.

“It was nothing…just got to talking to someone outside” she said over the noise.

Brian only half heard his wife and he simply nodded, happy that she was back.

Only Prettier wrapped up and the band kicked into Famous in a Small Town.

Andrea made her way back to her seat, taking the steps slowly and slightly sideways to keep her dress down, even though she loved showing off her legs and body. She took an extra step past her row before she thought “Duh…what am I doing?” She skipped into the row and slid up next to her boyfriend.

“Hey Babe…you okay?” Ryan asked Andrea.

“Yeah, I’m great…why wouldn’t I be?” Andrea said as she began to dance. She swirled her hips and rubbed her ass up against Ryan’s thigh. “Come on Baby…dance with me” she purred.

Andrea reached down into her purse and pulled out her phone. She pulled up Facebook and saw that she already had 60 likes and 12 comments on her pictures. She smiled slyly as she read the comments about how hot she looked. As she put her phone away, she had to agree.