“Cooper get into position!”

“Cooper! You’ve got to cover the slot receiver in that formation…recognize the offense!”

“Cooper that was your tackle! You’re out of position again!”

“Cooper! Get off the field! Jackson! Get in there for 42!”

Cooper Hicks unsnapped his chin strap and jogged to the sidelines. He grabbed a water and sat down on the bench knowing the lecture he was going to get after practice. He watched his teammates go through drills while he stood by. The coaches yelling and cursing…the whistles blowing, these were all the sounds of his life and he hated it.

Cooper was only on the football team because his Dad was the head coach. He hated football and resented having to even be on the team but his Dad wouldn’t cut him.

As practice ended, he jogged to the locker room. One of the assistant coaches stopped him on the way “Hey…your Dad wanted me to let you know, tomorrow at practice, we’re going to try you at kicker”

Cooper stopped and stared at the ground “I’m never going to get out of here” he thought. When he looked up he saw a girl standing by the fence. He recognized her from his English class last year; Reagan Tomasik. Reagan was on the soccer team and while cute, she was quite the tomboy.

“They should ask her to kick. Yet another thing I’m going to suck at” Cooper thought before going inside.

Reagan Tomasik had stopped to watch the end of football practice after her own soccer practice had ended.

Reagan loved football and wished that she could be on the team. “Stupid rules…no girls on football” she thought as she watched.

She had just arrived when she saw the coach’s kid get sent to the bench. “A guy like that is just eating up a roster spot…he doesn’t even want to be out here” she thought just reading his body language.

Reagan had been obsessed with football her whole life, watching with her Dad every Saturday and Sunday through the fall growing up. She was picking up the offensive formations right away “Sam linebacker is out of position; he’s going to get burned on a seam route” she said right before it happened.

She was calling out plays as soon as the offense lined up, shaking her head that the defensive players didn’t see it coming.

Reagan’s phone went off so she sat down on the ground with her back against the wall of the field house and texted back and forth with her friend Amy. She was still there when the guys started to stream out.

Cooper came outside since he knew he had time to kill before his Dad would finish up. He went to his customary spot on the far side of the field house to sit against the wall. “Oh…hey” he said seeing Reagan sitting there.

“Hey” Reagan replied glancing up and brushing away stray dark blonde hairs as she did.

Cooper slid down the wall a few feet away “Mind if I sit down”

“It’s a free wall” Reagan replied with a shrug.

“This is my hiding spot until my Dad comes out to scream at me” Cooper admitted nervously.

Reagan gave him a crooked grin in reply.

The two of them were almost dressed identically. Both had on baggy blue and white shorts, their school colors and both wore Adams High t-shirts. The only difference was Reagan’s was white with blue lettering and Cooper’s was blue with white letters. They both finished off their looks with Nike slides in their respective sizes of a Men’s 12 and a Women’s 8.

“Can I tell you something?” Cooper asked. “Just to get it off my chest to somebody”

“Sure”

“I fucking hate football” he said dropping his head.

“Um…yeah…okay” Reagan replied.

Cooper laughed and shook his head “I know you don’t care but I can’t say it to my Dad…or my Mom or any of my friends or teammates and I just needed somebody to know that fact about me”

“No problem man. It must suck being the coach’s kid and hating the sport you’re obviously being forced to play” Reagan said. “Not everybody likes football; it’s just a shame you have to be on the roster then”

“Thank You!” Cooper said tossing a stone across the parking lot. “Just because my Dad loves football doesn’t mean I do! But I’ve been forced to play my whole life…”

Reagan smiled again reassuringly.

“I wish I didn’t have to play” Cooper admitted.

“I wish I could play” Reagan said.

“What?”

“Yeah…since we’re sharing secrets that we can’t tell anyone else…I want nothing more than to break the stupid rule that says no girls on varsity football” Reagan said. “I love football; I’ve watched and studied the game for years but I’m not allowed to play because of my gender and body”

“I knew you were a jock but I had no idea football was really your game” Cooper said.

“Why would you…we don’t really know each other. We had a literature class together last year and sat on opposite sides of the room” Reagan chuckled.

“That’s true. I don’t think we’ve ever really talked to each other before this” Cooper said.

“Wish we could help each other out” Reagan said.

“Haha…yeah, but unless they find a way for us to like switch places with each other; we’re still screwed” Cooper said.

Reagan snorted out a laugh “What a weird thing to say but now that you mention it, it would solve this problem for both of us…I think it might create a whole lot more problems though”

“What…oh…um, yeah, I guess it would haha” Cooper laughed nervously.

Cooper stood back up and Reagan did too.

The sad thing was, Cooper actually did have the build to play football. He was 6’2” and weighed 190 pounds. He looked the part even if he couldn’t deliver. He had muscles from his mandatory sessions in the weight room even though his 17 year old face was still incapable of growing facial hair. “I didn’t mean to make it weird”

“It’s okay dude…I get what you’re saying. I want to play football and can’t. You don’t want to play football and can’t get out of it…if I were you and you were me; we’d both be happy at least about that aspect of life” Reagan said.

Reagan was 5’6” with frizzy dark blonde hair and brown eyes. She had an athletic build accentuated by her muscular legs from soccer. She looked Cooper up and down.

Cooper was blushing. He kicked another stone away but looked up when Reagan said “What if though”

Copper nodded and laughed “If it were possible; I’d do it” she finished up.

“So would I” Cooper replied with a laugh. “I’d do anything to get off that team. I wish I could switch places with you”

Reagan gave him her crooked grin and nodded “I wish I could switch places with you too” and they both laughed.

“Well Cooper I should get going” Reagan said “I’m sure our…”

They exchanged a confused look between them as Reagan’s voice dropped an octave on the last word.

Reagan blushed “Th…” she tested out her voice and found it sounded like her own “That was odd”

Cooper fidgeted and shuffled his feet. He felt something in his own throat now; it was hard to swallow and butterflies took flight in his stomach. An itch started in his neck and he put his hand up only to find a smooth surface, no lump sat in the center like usual.

Cooper’s fingers tapped, froze, then slid up and down fully in Reagan’s sight. She swallowed and discovered a new sensation, movement and weight, in her common action.

Reagan leaned forward, something was wrong. Her heart took off beating in her chest, pounding so loud it rattled her head. She felt a tingling sensation in her fingers and toes that soon ran up her arms and legs and spine.

Cooper dropped his hands as his fingers and toes went numb. A strong electric sensation ran the length of his body “Reagan!” his eyes popped wide at the sound of his voice and he saw the look of shock on Reagan’s face upon hearing it.

She stuttered and had a false start trying to say anything out of fear. Finally she managed to say “Cooper” and immediately her right hand flew to her mouth and her left went to her throat.

Cooper shook his head trying to take some kind of control “We switched voices? Somehow I sound like you and you sound like me” he said in his more feminine voice. It was deep for a girl; Reagan didn’t have a high squeaky voice but the difference was very apparent.

“Yeah” Reagan replied. She winced and shook her head at the sound but she brought it back together “Shit man…if this is our wish then we’re just getting started”

“What? Why did you say that?” Cooper replied.

“You think it’s just a coincidence that we say I wish I could switch places with each other and then our voices change to exactly each other’s voices!” Reagan replied throwing her arms out.

“No! It needs to stop. I wish it would stop!” Cooper said.

“Yeah…I wish it would too…take it back!” Reagan replied only to feel her chest and back and shoulders begin to spread out “What the…?” Her shirt and sports bra began to tighten.

Cooper looked across and could see Reagan growing but then he felt a compressing feeling on his own body and he began to shrink.

Reagan now began to get taller. From 5’6” she began to grow at the same time Cooper began to shrink down from 6’2”

“My voice goes up and yours goes down…you go up and I go down” Cooper laughed nervously as he dropped below 6’ tall and nearly matched Reagan in height as she was now up to 5’9”.

At 5’10” they matched up eye to eye. Their eyes met and locked as in the next instant, Cooper slid down shorter than Reagan who continued to grow.

Reagan was not just getting taller, she was getting broad and putting on weight as well. She continued up to 6’2” and now stood a full 8 inches taller than Cooper, who had taken on her size at 5’6” and just 125 pounds.

Reagan’s sports bra gave way, tearing up the seams. Her shorts had risen up higher as had her shirt although since it had started off overly large, it still covered her.

“This isn’t stopping; it’s only getting more and more…” Cooper said looking up to Reagan

“…Crazy. I think the word you’re looking for is crazy” Reagan finished for him.

“I can’t do this…I can’t be a girl! I’m going to have your…your…” his eyes shot between her chest and crotch.

“And I’m going to get your you know what in return so it’s not going to be any easier for me than you” Reagan replied.

Cooper’s shirt hung on him like a sail, the neck hole was gaping and threatening to slide off his shoulder and his shorts were loose. He quickly cinched up the drawstring and retied them. His muscles were shrinking down and changing shape, form and function and he was quickly losing his bulk to Reagan.

Reagan lifted her arms up cautiously. Her biceps tightened and bulged, triceps solidified and her shoulders rose up. Her forearms even thickened along with her wrists.

She balled her hands up into fists as they too grew larger. She splayed out her fingers and saw they were thicker with even shorter nails than before.

Cooper’s arms trimmed and thinned. He still felt strength in them but it was a different kind of power. No longer bulky, his arms were streamlined. His forearms thinned and lost their hair before his wrists came in and his hands shrank down. His finger slimmed down and his nails softened and rounded. There was no excess length or polish on them, but he could tell his hands were feminine.

“Holy shit Reagan…I’m going to be you and I don’t know anything about you…how the hell are we going to pull this off?” Cooper said, his arms out in front of him.

“How should I know?! I’m no farther along in this than you are!” Reagan shot back “We’re going to have to learn and learn quick!”

“Yeah…learn everything about being not only you but also a girl” Cooper said, his eyes widening.

“What…” Reagan began to say.

Cooper’s hands fell to his chest “Oh no…oh…this feels really weird”

Reagan’s chest had gone numb, no real sensation radiated from it until she started to feel it constrict.

Under her shirt and torn sports bra, her nipples shrank down first, followed by her breasts. She didn’t have much, but she did have some. The softness of her breasts began to harden and form into pectoral muscles.

Reagan flexed her newly found muscles and found them working in concert with her shoulders, arms and strengthened back.

Cooper’s body continued to change. His shoulders rounded and now his nipples grew not only larger but also super sensitive. Flesh and mass built up, pushing out and away from his chest and forming two pert and round 36B breasts.

“Hooooo…Holy Shit!” he said gently cupping them through his shirt. He looked down through the wide neck hole of his shirt and could see them sticking out “I’ve got breasts” he said softly.

He looked up and at Reagan “I’ve got your boobs”

Reagan snorted at him “Yeah…no shit”

Cooper pulled back at the deep voice coming from the larger body in front of him.

His sides came in and softened, his back continued to reshape and now his stomach did as well. It remained flat but the muscle definition and tone shifted and changed. It was no longer as obvious even though he was in extremely good shape.

Reagan’s abs popped. Cooper was very well built and she lifted up her shirt and ran her fingers over her toned abs “Nice body dude…I had no idea you looked like this under here”

“Weight room since I was 13…it payed off even if I can’t play football for shit” Cooper replied.

“You can’t, but I can” Reagan replied.

“Yeah…my Dad is going to shit a brick if his son actually turns out to be good” Cooper countered.

“I’m…I’m somebody’s son” Reagan said, the switch of title hitting her.

Reagan reached up under her shirt and ripped the sports bra clean off. The shredding sound of fabric filled the air for just a second before she smiled and dropped the useless white garment on the ground at their feet.

“I think I might have use for that” Cooper said.

“It was pretty ruined already; you’ve got more” Reagan replied.

Reagan felt her ass begin to tighten and shrink up smaller. Her hips straightened up and narrowed changing the lines of her body and her center of gravity.

“I really thought I’d screaming more or maybe blubbering out of mind…I mean…this is actually happening to us. We’re really switching bodies” Cooper said as he felt his mid-section begin to shift.

“I know…we’re both surprisingly calm about this…our lives are getting taken from us and we’re taking over someone else’s life and body and neither of us is going nuts” Reagan replied. “We really should be screaming our heads off”

“Maybe we’re in shock…maybe the screaming and crying comes later” Cooper said.

Cooper’s ass began to thicken and grow outward. His hips shifted out as well causing him to reset his feet as his center of balance changed.

Cooper’s legs began to change just to keep up. His thighs thickened but also became round and toned with long muscles developed for running and kicking. His bulkier more obviously muscled legs were gone.

Cooper’s calf muscles though strengthened greatly. A perfect curve developed as his legs changed into Reagan’s soccer toned ones as they also went smooth and hairless

Reagan’s legs took on Cooper’s bulk. The streamlined toned legs she had developed a different set of muscles for different purposes. Hair popped out up and down her legs; her claves got a bulge in them, a knot of muscle as opposed to her long ropy ones she was used to.

As the changes reached their feet, Reagan’s heels started to grow back out over the backs of her slides and her toes came out off the fronts. Her toes widened, black hairs appeared on her big toes as her nails thickened and widened in conjunction with her feet.

Cooper’s feet began to shrink down. His heels crept forward away from the backs and his toes slid back from the front. His feet softened and his toes shrank down. The nails thinned and rounded again just like on his hands and a thought to paint them popped into his mind.

They exchanged a look and kicked off their shoes in the direction of the other. Cooper slid his small feet into Reagan’s shoes while Reagan’s bigger feet now fit Cooper’s.

A new numbness settled in on Cooper and now a tear did form up and he began to shake.

New sensations rushed through his abdomen and he looked at Reagan with pure panic in his eyes.

Reagan felt it too. Her insides rolled and she knew what was coming “Oh shit” was all she managed to say before taking in a gulping breath and doubling over.

Reagan felt like she had been kicked in the gut. Nausea washed over her and a numbness ran through her entire body. It felt like something was coming out of her and, it was.

Reagan tugged at the waistband of her shorts and panties just in time to see a bulge growing out. She felt awful, the worst stomach ache of her life was rolling over her as the bulge grew larger and larger. Skin formed and loosened, hairs popped out and then, her testicles dropped.

Reagan’s body produced a scrotum and caught them as her skin reshaped and reformed. She felt her clit drop and grow quickly, doubling and redoubling in size over and over until it became the head of her penis. The shaft formed up inch by inch pushing it forward until it sat straight out and erect.

She swallowed and her jaw hung open.

Cooper felt an intense warmth build up inside of him. He felt pressing and pushing inside of his lower abdomen. His hands went there and pressed down.

He bit his lip, his knees came together and he squirmed, swaying his hips as he curled up. He took several deep breathes and pulled out the waistband of his loose shorts and boxer briefs below them. He felt sticky, down there and he knew what that meant. He saw himself getting smaller and the skin already changing shape and texture. His hair pulled in and the top insides of his legs shifted creating a triangle as his testicles pulled up higher and closer to his body. His scrotum grew taut bring them up into contact. He saw them shrinking just below the skin and then; they were gone.

Cooper gasped.

His penis was shrinking down, the shaft dropping inch after inch until it was just the head of his penis outside. Hs skin began to move and reshape as the head halved in size, then halved again and again. A hood of skin folded over it as he developed a vagina, labia and vulva.

Their eyes met. Cooper whimpered while Reagan just stared in shock.

As they looked in each other’s eyes; their eyes began to change.

Copper’s blue eyes began to darken by shade as Reagan’s brown eyes lightened. The shape and setting of them shifted as well. Eyelashes thickened on Cooper and thinned on Reagan, their eyebrows swapped shape and colors as the size and shape of their faces began to change.

Cooper’s face rounded; his chin lifted and his jaw pulled up softening his face. Reagan’s face elongated, her chin jut out and her jawline lengthened.

Faint freckles broke out across Cooper’s nose and cheeks as his nose lifted up smaller and narrower. The space between his nose and upper lip grew wider as his lips changed precipitating his whole mouth transforming.

Cooper’s upper lip thinned but his lower lip plumped. His teeth shrank down and his tongue grew smaller as well inside his smaller mouth. His cheeks rose up and his ears shrank down just before his forehead shifted and his hair began to grow.

Reagan’s nose grew broader and her cheeks pulled outward. Her mouth grew larger taking her teeth with them as her lower lip thinned and her upper lip grew. Her forehead shifted back, her ears grew larger and her hair began to pull up and in.

Reagan had just stared as Cooper’s face turned into hers down to the smallest details.

Cooper had just stared as Reagan’s face turned into his down to the smallest details.

Copper’s hair lightened as it grew out long and frizzy and unkempt at the moment; free from her usual ponytail as Reagan’s darkened and pulled up into a male hairstyle.

“Ho…Holy shit…I’m you!” Cooper said. “I’m really and completely you”

“And I’m you! I’m a dude!” Reagan said.

“I can’t do this…I can’t…I…” Cooper began.

Reagan froze as she saw Brian Hicks, her World History teacher, the head Football coach and the man she now had to call Dad emerged from the building behind Cooper.

His eyes locked on her “Cooper! Get your ass over here…it’s time to go!”

Cooper spun and took a step before he felt a hand on his shoulder and Reagan stepped up giving him a withering look “Bye Reagan”

“Um…”

“Do you need a ride Reagan?” Brain yelled out.

Cooper had no idea where Reagan lived “Yeah” his higher voice wavered and cracked.

Brain sighed “Come on…I can take you home along the way”

Reagan and Cooper walked over. Reagan whispered “184 Grant Street” to Cooper who nodded quickly.

“I didn’t realize you two knew each other” Brain said.

“We had World Lit together last year” Reagan said.

Brain shrugged “So where am I taking you?” he asked his own changed son.

“184 Grant” Cooper replied.

“Oh…I didn’t know you lived that close…we’re on Lincoln…just 2 streets over” Brain said getting behind the wheel.

Reagan got into the front seat still adjusting to her size and physique while Cooper got in back thankful that he wasn’t getting yelled at. He stared at his smooth full thighs and the back of the chair. “Did you want my number so I can help you out in Biology” Cooper said. “We both have Marshall for it just different periods”

“Yeah” Reagan said pulling out her phone. She handed it back before Brain could see it was in a pink case and obviously not Cooper’s phone.

Cooper took both and they exchanged numbers. He kept Reagan’s phone and passed his own back up to her.

They turned onto Grant and his heart took off. He grabbed up what was now his bag and phone and got out in front of a white house “Talk to you soon” he said adjusting his loose clothes and closing the door

“Quiz on Friday” Brian called out with a smile before he backed out.

“Dad…I just want to say one thing. Give me another chance. I’m ready to take football seriously and I guarantee you’ll see a different player tomorrow. If not; you can yell at me all you want”

Brian’s mouth was a tight line of anger and disappointment. “I’m so mad at you right now I’m not going to say anything because I’m afraid of what I might call you”

Reagan nodded and looked down “I promise” she added quietly.

“You’re still going to have to kick tomorrow” he said with a snort.

“I will show you” Reagan said steeling herself for whatever he said in return knowing she was turning over a new leaf.

Brain just stared “Buy some damn clothes that fit. It looks like you’re wearing something that would have fit your little girlfriend back there”

They pulled in and Brain got out without another word.

Reagan got out slowly and took her time going in. Nerves built up; she knew nothing about the house or family she was now in. The house looked small to her before she realized it wasn’t that the house was small; she was bigger.

Stepping in, she got a sympathetic smile from the woman standing by the kitchen island “Mom” she said in her deep voice.

“So how was practice?” she asked.

“I don’t even know my Mom’s first name!” Reagan thought in a panic before calming herself “Typical”

“Yeah, I could tell by your Dad’s face” she replied.

Reagan shrugged “I’ve decided I’m going to start trying harder. I don’t know…but you’re going to see a difference. Dad will be shocked”

Lisa Hicks raised her eyebrows and folded her arms and slowly shook her head giving a skeptical look “Ok”

Reagan looked down realizing he towered over her by about 8 or 9 inches. She felt a surge in his arm and chest muscles just as she moved to put her hands on the island “Yes” she nodded.

“I hope so. It would mean so much to your father if you’d just try” Lisa said in a pleading voice “Sports is his life; football is his life. You’re his only son and you’ve always been so reluctant to even play. I’ll believe it when I see it”

“You’ll see it” Reagan replied. Her stomach growled. She smelled chicken and was suddenly starving.

“Get some dinner honey. Your sisters and I already ate”

“Sisters?!” Reagan thought “As in more than one!” There was a plate out on the counter and a half full dish on the stove that she dug into piling the food up on her plate. She grabbed a Coke from the refrigerator and sat down at the table.

Ravenous, she destroyed the plate of food as she explored Cooper’s phone, noting contacts that she at least knew.

She got up and grabbed her backpack and phone to explore and find her room. She acted casually as she left the kitchen. Her heart took off though upon seeing two girls in the living room. Both brown haired; one was about 13 and the other 10 if she had to guess “Hey Coop…did you screw up again?” the older one asked.

“Dad looked mad as usual” the younger one added in.

“Shut up” she replied guessing at what an older brother would say as she headed to the stairs.

Once up, the first door was the parent’s room. There was a door across that looked like a girl’s room; but going farther down, she found what had to be hers. She let out a big sigh of relief with the door closed.

‘Call me when you can talk!’ she text out to her old number.

Cooper had gotten out of the car and watched his old life and body drive away “What have I done?” he asked himself just trying to force himself to walk in through the front door.

The house was empty. “Hello” he called out but silence was the rule.

Cooper’s heart jumped when he detected movement but it was just a white cat coming his way. “Hey” he crouched down, his tiny toes pressing down against the rubber slides.

The cat approached cautiously, sniffing the air and Cooper’s slim fingers. He got two quick scratches around the cat’s ears before it took off.

“Yeah I know…I look like your human but something is up” Cooper said to the empty room.

With no one around, he freely wandered the small but tidy house. Apparently it was Reagan and her Mom who lived here; quite different from his packed and usually loud house.

He wasn’t really hungry so he found what was now his bedroom and started to dig around.

Soccer trophies, basketball, softball…sports lined the walls. “I wish I could understand you better Reagan” he said to himself “I am Reagan but everything is a complete mystery”

He went into her dresser drawers and after an initial blush at picking up a bra realized that he now had the breasts to wear one.

In the closet there were very few dress clothes. Two plain dresses and one pair of heels and two pairs of flats. Everything else was tennis shoes, black lace up combat boots and slip ons. “I’m definitely a tomboy”

He took off his loose top before it hit him just what he was seeing. His breasts bounced and made him aware of their presence and his mouth was a round O of surprise as his hands went to them.

While looking like a teenage girl; Cooper was still very much a teenage boy and his excitement radiated through him. He smirked and giggled as he took off his shorts.

The novelty lasted about 10 minutes until he realized that it was his body now. And he had no idea for how long “I might be a girl from now on” he said to himself. “What’s sexy about your own body?”

Cooper ran his fingers through his long frizzy blonde hair “This is so wild…I’m actually a girl”

He examined his face, taking in every little detail before putting on panties which made him giggle anew.

Shorts and a better fitting t-shirt went on “I’ll tackle a bra tomorrow” he told himself before fixing himself a bowl of cereal.

Reagan’s phone went off and the name read Cooper. His heart jumped seeing his own name appear. He read the text and called immediately.

Their conversation ran for hours. They both took notes and they tried to fill the other in on everything. From family member names, family history, distant cousins, school schedules, friend interactions, daily routines, preferred foods, small details in clothes; literally everything they could think of.

They also talked about the possibilities of their futures, their fears, their dreams and hopes. It was almost 4 A.M. when they hung up. Neither would sleep that night as their heads swirled with their new realities and responsibilities.

Reagan showered. She was experiencing her 15th erection already and decided to take care of it. A little tentative at first “I’m afraid of ripping it” she thought but soon lost herself in the experience.

“This…that was fun!” she realized when she finished up.

Cooper now knew he was mostly on his own. His Mom Carrie worked two jobs and led her own life. He too explored out of curiosity and when he experienced his first female orgasm; he was very impressed with his new body.

“Glad I’m not a glam girl…I didn’t get any makeup genes” he said to himself as he simply pulled his hair back into a ponytail.

He got dressed, putting on a black bra, black top, black panties, black leggings and the black lace up boots “I can do this” he kept telling himself as he packed his soccer bag for practice.

Reagan had gotten up after just lying on her back staring at the ceiling after their long conversation. Her mind was racing a thousand miles a minute “I can do this” she kept telling herself as she got dressed and headed downstairs.

The amount of people and noise was intimidating to her. Her solitary life was no more. 2 sisters and very involved parents now ruled her life and it wasn’t even a full day in. Reagan wanted to retreat as the noise level rose; it was something she had never experienced before in her life but instead, she challenged herself and jumped into the fray.

“Well we all know Cooper will finally crack today” Her 13 year old sister Mia teased “You suck at Football and you said you’d play better…yeah right” she rolled her eyes.

“Well at least I don’t suck at something I like…unlike you and your softball career” Reagan said from a tip from the real Cooper.

“Mom!” Mia whined “Cooper’s being mean to me!”

“She started it” Reagan replied.

“Well I’m ending it…be nice; both of you” Lisa chided them.

Brian came down and the first thought in Reagan’s head was “Dad” and it surprised her. Even though she knew Brain was mad at Cooper; she had never known her Dad and the pull of having one in her life was a deep held secret.

“Are you really going to embarrass Cooper by making him kick?” 10 year old Lena asked their Dad.

“Yeah…got to see if he can do something right” Brian said waiting to see how his son reacted.

“If I make my first kick, can I play linebacker again?” Reagan challenged.

Brian was surprised by the reaction “Sure. Make a kick and you get one last shot”

“That’s all I need” Reagan replied.

“Come on, let’s get going”

Reagan rode to school with earbuds in and not much was said between them until they got to the parking lot “Why today?” Brian asked.

“What?” Reagan replied.

“I’ve been trying to get you to care about football since you were three. Why today are you acting like you want to try?”

“It’s a long story but let’s just say something changed yesterday” Reagan said and got out walking away.

School was actually the easiest thing they could do. They were in the same grade and had the same teachers for the most part just in a different order. At one point, Reagan saw her friend Amy and smiled and said Hi.

Cooper had never paid any attention to Amy though so Amy was kind of freaked out. “Why is a football player talking to me?!” her panicked mind thought.

In the cafeteria, they spotted each other. The awkwardness of their eye contact was palatable and both avoided speaking to the other until towards the end of lunch.

“Everything going ok?” Reagan asked nervously to the small female form before her.

“Yeah…I’m doing fine. We’ll talk tonight after practice” Cooper replied “I want to hear how it goes. I think I’m going to do ok at soccer”

“You’d better. If we swap back I don’t want everyone riding my ass about how bad I’ve been playing” Reagan teased.

“Just think if we go into basketball season like this” Cooper added.

“You’re not getting turned on with fantasies of being in a locker room are you?” Reagan asked.

“Are you?” Cooper shot back.

Their eyes met and they knew the answer before they said it. “No” Cooper said first. “I got over being a girl and all that pretty fast”

“Me too…it’s actually one way I know I’ve already adjusted in that I don’t want to see a bunch of guys naked today” Reagan said. “That does nothing for me”

“Maybe it’s hormonal. I got your body and your estrogen output and…”

“And I’ve got testosterone now” Reagan finished.

They both nodded in a similar fashion; the bond between them strengthening.

Reagan was pumped up by the time school ended. She was the first in the locker room, stripping down and getting into her pads and uniform. She laced up her cleats and walked to the 30 yard line to wait.

She hoped she still had enough of her soccer player in her to pull this off. She knew the technique and form she would need; she just hoped her body and muscles would co-operate.

The rest of her teammates came out and mingled about stretching and warming up before the coaches came out.

“Alright everybody line up!” Brain yelled “Line up in two straight lines…we’re going to watch a show here today…My son! Your teammate will be putting on a kicking demonstration. He’s going to kick from the 20 which would be a 37 yard field goal. If…and this is a huge if; if he makes it; he gets one more shot at linebacker but we’d also have our kicker for the rest of the season since nobody else on this damn team can kick worth a dang”

Reagan felt heat creeping up her face. Nerves came alive and adrenaline pumped.

“Steven! You’re the holder…grab a ball and place it. We can work on hiking it to him later if he makes it”

Steve Goldman smirked as he crouched down and placed the ball. Visions of Charlie Brown and Lucy briefly danced in Reagan’s mind and she took a deep breath and paced her way to the ball “1…2…step, plant kick!”

She put her foot into the ball and lifted her head up.

It was beautiful; end over end straight through the uprights. The look on everyone’s face was priceless.

Cheers went up among her teammates who began to approach and congratulate her.

Brian’s jaw hung wide open. “Do it again!” he shouted.

Now confident, Reagan backed up 5 yards and nodded at Steve who planted a new football.

The result was the same.

Brian’s jaw stayed open the whole practice. Cooper read the offense and made plays at linebacker too. Playing like a man possessed, Reagan made her presence known.

“I have no idea what got into you; but whatever it is…never change back to the way you used to be” he told her at the end of practice.

Reagan beamed with pride heading into the locker room. She had hoped to spy Cooper hanging around after his first practice with the girls’ soccer team but didn’t see him yet.

Cooper hadn’t left the locker room. He sat on the bench with a smile on his face. “I’ve never enjoyed a practice as much as this” he told himself in his mind. His feet were bare and he looked down at them. The tiny toes tapped a bit as he replayed the soccer practice. The coach had yelled at him a few times for being out of position but he caught on fast. The drills came to him, the positions felt more natural as practice went on and the general vibe of his teammates just simply appealed to him more.

He packed up his dirty clothes and sweaty shin guards and walked out.

Amy and Kira and Hailey were all still hanging out and instead of walking to the football practice fields, he instead walked with his friends to the coffee shop in town. They all chatted about their day and practice and boys and music and shows ono Netflix and on and on. Cooper felt at home.

Reagan was kind of glad Cooper wasn’t waiting when she came out. She headed to the car where she drove home listening to her Dad praise her performance. Reagan had never been happier.

When the phone went off, Reagan jumped. She was in her room relaxing having just showered after a nice meal with her whole family.

“Hey how was practice?” Cooper asked kicking off a conversation that would be shorter than the previous night’s but still quite lengthy.

Near the end Reagan finally asked “Do you like it as me?”

There was a long pause before Cooper finally admitted “Yes…so far I do”

“Good me too” she replied “Me too…Reagan”

With those words, the new Reagan blushed and shivered. She felt warm all over her body as she replied “Thanks Cooper”

On his end of the phone, the new Cooper also felt the heat and warmth run though him. By their acknowledgement, they had swapped more than just their bodies now. They had swapped their identities.

Reagan was now Reagan; not Cooper. She no longer had to think of herself as a he. She felt like she had the approval to go on. Even though it had only been a day; both knew where this was going.

Cooper couldn’t stop smiling on his end of the phone. The approval and name…he was now Cooper. If they happened to swap back at some point in the future, it wouldn’t be because he wanted it or asked for it.

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow Reagan” Cooper said gripping his phone a bit tighter.

“Sounds good…good night Cooper” he heard the higher feminine voice on the other end say and could tell it was said with a smile.