“Hey Good Luck tonight Sabrina”

“Thanks” Sabrina Henderson replied with a shy nod to the boy who had passed her in the hallway. She recognized him as one of the boys basketball team players; younger though, a sophomore, she thought.

Sabrina was on her way to her last class of the day but all she had on her mind was tonight’s Regional Final. She didn’t usually get nervous for game day but she knew she was in for a test tonight.

She got a few more random “Good luck” call outs as she made her way down the hall. She was barely looking up from her phone when she got to the door and nearly ran into Peyton White.

“Excuse me” Peyton said, a small smirk on her face.

Sabrina’s heart skipped a beat as she looked up and into Peyton’s big blue eyes “Sorry” was all she mumbled.

“It’s ok. I’m sure you have a lot on your mind” Peyton replied shifting and taking a step back “Go ahead” she waved her arm toward the door.

Sabrina blushed and tucked her long brown hair behind her ear nervously as she shuffled into the classroom.

Sabrina made her way to the back row; the designated spot for all tall people watching the fashionable head cheerleader take her seat up front.

Peyton White was wearing a pink and white stripped sweater that showed off her large breasts perfectly. Her top tapered down to her skin tight jeans accented by a fashionably chunky belt and black ankle boots. She tucked her golden blonde hair back. Her red lips puckered slightly as she took out her binder and she batted her big blue eyes effortlessly as she gazed around the room.

Sabrina slouched into her seat a bit trying to get smaller; an impossible feat for the 6’1” senior. She wore her warmup pants and jacket over a School logoed white and blue t-shirt along with a pair of size 12 sneakers. Her light brown hair, slightly frizzy and wild brushed her ears as her brown eyes focused on Peyton briefly before averting her eyes downward.

Sabrina was very shy and awkward in everything in life except basketball. She was the leader of the team on the floor. An All-State player who averaged 20 points and 15 rebounds a night but off the court; she was lucky to even talk to anyone.

She was naturally quiet when it came to her day to day life. She had managed to turn the thing that had made her awkward; her body, into something that ironically, brought even more attention to it.

Like so many 18 year olds, Sabrina was a walking contradiction. On one hand extremely self-conscious about her size and on the other, extremely proud of her ability to dominate a court.

It also didn’t help that she was a lesbian in a close minded southern town.

There are a thousand examples of the athletic girl being a closeted lesbian and Sabrina was one of them.

She sighed and got out her government binder as the teacher walked in. She would glance at Peyton out of the corner of her eye whenever she caught movement.

A simple crossing of her ankles, a slight change in how she was sitting at her desk. Peyton was simply flawless.

Peyton White had lived the golden life of the gifted; being the prettiest girl in high school. She had no idea how easy things had come to her because they had simply always been that way. Teachers went easy on her, she had tons of friends and boys drooled over her daily. Never challenged, never disappointed, this was the life she happily led never even giving it a thought.

At the end of class, there were a few minutes to spare. Someone called out “Hey Peyton! You and the cheerleaders should go cheer tonight for the girls’ team! They’re in the finals and the boys’ team sucks Ha Ha!”

Peyton turned, for a second, her eyes met Sabrina’s “Maybe we should…our cheers didn’t help the boys out; maybe we’d have better luck with the girls”

Sabrina’s heart stopped as Peyton looked right at her. Her sly smile, her slightly closed eyes all seductively calling out “What do you think Sabrina?”

Sabrina almost couldn’t speak but she smiled and managed to say “I’d love to have all the support we can get” out through the huge lump in her throat.

“Perfect!” Peyton replied in a chirpy tone “I’ll see if I can get the squad out there tonight for you. Even if we have to cheer from the stands…”

“Gr…Great!” Sabrina said sitting up a bit straighter and therefore, banging her knees on the bottom of her desk.

Peyton smirked and giggled a bit seeing how red Sabrina was turning.

As the bell rang, Sabrina gathered her things, she could sense someone standing nearby but she didn’t want to look up.

“I just don’t get you Sabrina” she heard Peyton’s voice behind her “I’ve known you for years…why are you always so damn jumpy and nervous yet I’ve seen you on the court. You’re a totally different person out there”

Sabrina shrugged “I don’t know” she said in a strained voice just wanting to leave. She towered over the petite cheerleader yet she was so intimidated by her she felt like Peyton was the one who was 9 inches taller.

Peyton just shook her head with a slight look of disappointment mixed with curiosity.

“You wouldn’t understand” Sabrina said as she walked out.

“I guess not” was all she said to Sabrina’s back. “It’s not like I’m some giant” she added.

Sabrina heard the extra comment and felt the heat rising in her cheeks. She shuffled her feet trying to decide if she should stop and say something or not. She came to a stop and turned “We can’t all be little Miss Perfect alright. Not all of us are born perfect. I get it. I’m a freak and there really is no way for you to understand what it’s like to be like me. But you don’t have to be condescending to me either”

“I wasn’t being condescending” Peyton said offended and taken aback “I wasn’t being mean”

“No, you just called me a giant but that’s not supposed to be mean” Sabrina said.

“Well you are” Peyton replied.

Sabrina shook her head again “Like I said, you wouldn’t understand. You don’t get it”

“Tskgah!” Peyton made a disgusted offended sound and put her hands on her hips “Whatever! It’s not like I could get it. It’s not like we could like switch places or something. I’m never going to be huge and you’re never going to be pretty!”

Peyton went white “That didn’t come out right. I didn’t mean it like that…”

Sabrina could only stand there frozen she was so shocked.

“I mean…Fuck…I’m sorry Sabrina” Peyton said.

Sabrina shook her head no in shock. She could feel tears welling up but was determined not to cry. Overwhelmed with a myriad of emotions from anger at the words, to shame about her attraction to such a person Sabrina narrowed her eyes and said “And I could never be so small and ugly. Pretty on the outside hides what you really are…and you think I’m ugly”

“No…I didn’t mean it like that… I wish I could make you see and understand” Peyton said.

“So now it’s your turn to make me understand”

“Yes I wish you could understand what I have to go through on a daily basis. It’s a lot of pressure being me” Peyton said.

“Oh I don’t think so…you’ve got it so easy and you don’t even realize it” Sabrina said now coming closer again. She kicked a small coin that was on the floor as she walked. The sound of it sliding drew both of their attention.

The coin stopped right between Peyton’s feet. She bent down and picked it up saying “I wish you knew”

“I wish you did too” Sabrina replied.

The coin glowed in Peyton’s fingers “AH!” she exclaimed and dropped it.

Both of them watched it fall but right before it hit the ground; it vanished into thin air.

“What the heck? Where did it go?” Peyton said.

Sabrina didn’t care. She took in a deep breath, ready to leave. She saw Peyton standing there looking at the ground, her mouth open. Sabrina was trying to think of something witty and cutting to say before she left. Peyton looked up and their eyes met.

Peyton felt her stomach drop. Just drop right out from under her. Butterflies took off in her stomach and she suddenly shivered all over. She felt her tongue swelling in her mouth and tried swallowing to stop it. A dry cough came out as she saw a look of rising panic coming across Sabrina’s face.

Sabrina felt off. All of a sudden everything felt different to her and around her, like even the air changed in the room. A chill ran over her, her mind took off racing trying to determine what was wrong all the while it felt as if one of her panic attacks was coming on “No…not here not now” she thought as her heart beat hard in her chest.

Sabrina tried to control her breathing, tried to take in long breaths but they weren’t coming. Instead she was sucking in short ones through pursed lips.

Peyton flipped her hair “Something is not right! I don’t…Uh…AH…What’s going on here?! I MMMMMMAAHHHHH!!”

Sabrina looked over. Peyton was tense, her body seemed frozen but it also looked like her muscles were flexing from the tension. Sabrina could see the sleeves of Peyton’s top moving around her biceps.

She cocked her head as she saw the cuffs of her sleeves begin to slide upward exposing more of Peyton’s wrists.

Sabrina didn’t know why she looked down but she did.

Peyton’s skinny jeans stopped right at the tops of her ankle boots; perfectly placed like they were tailor made but now Sabrina saw that those too were rising up exposing a bit of skin.

“My clothes are getting tight! Why are my clothes feeling so tight?!” Peyton said looking down at herself. She could feel her sweater pinching on her shoulders and back and her pants were getting tight on her legs.

She made a face as her toes hit the ends of her expensive boots. They hit the ends and began to crunch up inside of them and Peyton quickly bent down to unzip them.

She felt her pants dip down in the back and felt her jeans pinch her waist as she unzipped her boots. She struggled to get them off finally grabbing them by the heels to pull her feet out.

“What the fuck is this?!” Peyton said, more than a bit of panic in her voice.

Peyton lifted her toes; her socks were nearly off the back of her heels. They looked stretched out and her toes were clearly outlined. She looked up with a shocked expression on her face at Sabrina.

Sabrina’s mind went into overload. She didn’t understand why she felt the way she did or why Peyton seemed taller to her.

That stopped her.

Sabrina eyed Peyton up and down, doing a mental measuring. “She had taken off her boots, she should be shorter” she thought, her mind racing “But yet, she looks taller than usual to me”

Sabrina saw the top of Peyton’s head at her nose. “Something is definitely not right!” she finally said.

Sabrina looked down. Her warmup outfit looked baggy. Normally the thighs were straight but now she saw wrinkles and waves in them. She felt the bottom cuff lower than usual scraping her ankle. She shrugged her shoulders and felt the jacket move quite a bit more than normal and settle in a different place.

“Why do you look shorter?!” Peyton blurted out.

“Me?! Why do you look taller?!” Sabrina asked back.

Their eyes met, their jaws dropped.

“Oh no…no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no,no” Peyton said quickly backing up but then stopping and coming in even closer.

The button on her skinny jeans popped.

Peyton’s jaw dropped again and her hands grabbed her open ends of her jeans. Her thighs felt like they were caught in a vice “Shit…I’ve got to get these fucking things off…of…me!” she said while struggling to get her pants down “Hrnnnggg!” she exclaimed before getting them to roll down her expanding thighs to her knees.

Peyton was able to get her pants off and she tossed them aside. She looked back up “Shit! I’m even taller!”

Sabrina watched Peyton slack jawed. Her legs did look bigger and once she heard her words, she noticed that she was only an inch or two taller than her now. “Are you growing or am I shrinking?” she asked.

“I think it’s both” Peyton answered.

She lifted up her sweater and fought it as well trying to take it off. Her sleeves caught and she flipped the garment inside out as she got it off “What’s happening to my body?!” she poked and prodded her stomach and waist, both of which were expanding “Aw Fuck me!”

Sabrina could feel her body in motion, sliding downward, shrinking “Um…Peyton!” she cried out.

Peyton looked up to realize that she was staring Sabrina right in the eye. Even heights between them “Fuck!” she exclaimed again.

Sabrina nodded, her eyes as big as they could get “How am I going to be shorter than you? How is this happening?”

Peyton bit her bottom lip and squirmed uncomfortably.

Sabrina flapped her arms; her warmup jacket cuffs were stuck at her wrists but material was building up loosely behind them. She fumbled with the zipper; her hands were shaking as she took it off revealing herself as much smaller and her t-shirt looked at least a size or two too big or her.

Peyton snatched the jacket from her hands and tossed it on. It hung low on her, still a bit big, but not by much.

Sabrina lifted her toes in the ends of her sneakers. They were at least and inch back from the ends and she was struggling to get them to push the fabric up, almost like her toes were smaller too.

With nearly no effort, Sabrina slipped her feet out of the still tied shoes, kicking them aside and standing there in loose, floppy socks.

Peyton looked down at Sabrina, meeting her eyes once she looked back up.

Sabrina took in a quick breath and held it unable to speak.

Peyton sputtered and spit a bit before managing to say “I’m bigger! I’m taller than you…this isn’t a joke…I’m somehow changing size with you!”

Sabrina could only nod, her eyes lifted up in a reversal of their roles.

The gap between them began to spread out. Peyton getting taller and Sabrina getting smaller. A good three inches now separated them “I feel short” Sabrina said noticing her warmup pants bunching up at her waist and looking like MC Hammer pants along her thighs and she grabbed the extra fabric and pulled it back and forth.

“I’m gonna be…” Peyton began to say but stopped speaking out loud as the words “a freak” bubbled up in her mind. Instead she finished with “This is so weird looking down at you like this”

“Tell me about it! I don’t have to look up at anybody”

“Well you do now” Peyton shot back. She tried to put her hand down and touch the top of the desk but her fingers stopped above it. The top of the desk was moving further down her growing legs “And I used to laugh at you when you’d bump your knees getting out of your seat”

Peyton felt her shoulders stretch and her back spread out wider as she topped 6 feet tall. Her hips began to shift and her ass thickened as her body began to become more Sabrina like. Muscles began to form up as she reached her full height of 6’1”

Sabrina continued to shrink down, not only shorter, but smaller as well. Her shirt drooped, her pants did as well as her hips shifted inward along with her shoulders and back.

She now stood at 5’4”; a full 9 inches shorter than Peyton. The top of her head was barely to Peyton’s chin as she finally stopped dwindling and settled in at her new height.

Sabrina stepped back, slightly in awe of Peyton’s size before her.

She felt a tingling in her feet and she put her right heel down on the floppy end of her left sock, pulling it off. She gasped upon seeing what it revealed.

“That’s not my foot” Sabrina said taking in the sight of the tiny and dainty foot. It looked almost half the size of her own with small toes and even smaller nails. Her plain toenails began to darken with a coating of champagne colored polish one by one, starting with her big toe and working down the line.

Her arch lifted up higher and Peyton found her eyes drawn down to Sabrina’s foot as well.

“No…that…that looks like my foot!” She said incredulously. “That’s my nail polish color and that sure as Hell looks like my foot”

Peyton saw her own toes outlined in the stretched out small socks and just a simple sliding of her heels rolled her socks down to where she could slip them off “Oh God” Peyton said upon seeing her feet “They’re huge! I have huge feet”

“You have my feet!” Sabrina confirmed seeing Peyton display her large wide feet and long toes.

“So we’re not just swapping sizes…we’re swapping bodies entirely” Peyton said; her voice dropping off at the end.

“Apparently” Sabrina confirmed.

“I’m…” Peyton sputtered and coughed “I‘m going to…to be…you! I’m physically going to transform into Sabrina”

“And I’m going to be you Peyton” Sabrina replied “We’re changing places with each other”

Peyton looked at Sabrina’s face. Her thicker brow and small eyes, her wider cheeks and thin lips framed by mouse brown hair “Shit” was all she said.

Peyton shook her head and looked down. Her physique had already been altered by her growth spurt. Her shoulders and back had broadened and her hips and ass had shifted wider as well into a body that was a lot less feminine in her mind “I’m going to be built like a fucking truck” she thought “And I’m going to dress like a fucking man”

Peyton felt her calf muscles bind and roll outward. Her thighs clenched as muscle mass appeared, building her legs up and out “Oh my God!” she cried out as her hands went to them trying to wrap around her right thigh and finding that her hands simply looked tiny compared to her legs.

Sabrina yanked her warmup pants down and off, side-stepping out of them and revealing shapely, smooth and surprisingly small legs that were still shrinking down and toning up. All excess muscle and fat vanished leaving trim thighs and calves so tight they bounced when she stepped.

“I’m turning into my crush!” Sabrina’s mind screamed “How can this possibly be?! I’ve got Peyton’s legs and feet! I’ve stared at these from afar for so long and now they’re mine! I’m going to be Peyton White! I’m going to look into her mirror and see her face every time! I’ve spent years wondering what she would feel like…and now it’s all at my…or her…fingertips!”

Sabrina bit her lip looking up. Peyton nervously shoved her hands into the warmup jacket and pulled it closed around her otherwise bare midsection. Her bra strained down along the sides not from having larger breasts, but from having a wider chest. “I can’t show how excited I am by this” she thought “I’m going to be the prettiest and most popular girl in school. I can tell all those asshole guys who fawn all over Peyton to go Fuck off”

Sabrina snapped out of her thoughts as she felt her ass tighten and her hips pull in.

“Oh Jesus” Peyton said as her hands went to her expanding hips. Muscles designed to move other smaller people out of her way under a basket developed in her body.

Peyton clenched her muscles in her rear end, trying to stave off the changes happening to her body to no avail. Her ass grew wide and strong; stretching out her panties to the breaking point. They rolled up the sides of her thick hips straining the elastic waistband to capacity.

Her stomach popped outward, not loose fat but solid core and she felt a very distinct tingle down below. An itch that needed scratched but also created a lump in her throat and sent chills up her spine.

Peyton shuddered at the changes occurring beneath her panties, rocketing through her to her core “Shit I really am becoming you”

Sabrina ran her still very large hands over her diminishing hips and tight and taut ass. Her wide frame was condensing down, trimming down as it became Peyton’s form. Weight was leaving along with the muscle; replaced by tight curves. Strength gave way to delicateness, power to style. Sabrina shuddered as she felt a warmth pulsate through her emanating from her vagina. Her hands went and pressed down as red flared on her face

Sabrina looked up and into Peyton’s blue eyes which narrowed suddenly as a grimace ran over her face. She heard her words and nodded in agreement “Did we just swap…?”

Peyton nodded again, her lips pursed down “Yeah…yes we did”

“Oh” Sabrina blushed even harder and turned her face down towards the floor in the corner of the room “Holy Shit…I’ve got Peyton’s pussy” she thought unable to help herself.

Sabrina’s stomach came in, tightening and thinning down to ridiculous proportions. Her sides and back tightened, adjusting fully to their new size just as Peyton’s adjusted outward “This for that” Sabrina said.

“I gain, you lose” Peyton added.

“It really seems to be going that way for the most part. Height, weight…” Sabrina said with a shrug of her narrow shoulders “I feel so different at your size”

“Tell me about it tiny…I really can’t believe I’m your size now” Peyton said feeling her arms tighten and grow.

Peyton’s small breasts shifted out wider on her chest. They didn’t change much in cup size but they did complete her chest change going from a 32C to a 38C.

Peyton looked down seeing them spread. Goosebumps broke out over the flesh on her chest but settled back down just as fast as they rose.

Sabrina put her chin down to her chest as her body tightened up once more. She could swear that she even smelled different as her chest changed into Peyton’s. Under the now huge t-shirt, her breasts closed together and lifted up higher. Pert and perky breasts guaranteed to bring attention were now on Sabrina and she brought her arms in to press against them and squeeze them up.

“My arms feel weak” she thought as she flexed her muscles; muscles that were draining away from her. They looked thinner sticking out of her sleeves as her attention now went to her hands, which had suddenly gone numb.

Sabrina’s large hands shook as pins and needles worked through them. They began to slim and shrink down. Her flat nails rounded and became oval shaped. They also started to grow longer to a universal length past her fingertips. The champagne color that graced her dainty toes now coated her fingernails as well.

“My manicure” Peyton whimpered as her fingernails retreated down to nothing special. Her polish faded until it simply vanished. Her fingers thickened as they grew longer atop palms that pulsated out as they grew big.

Peyton balled up her hands into fists, wanting nothing more than to pull her huge hands up inside her jacket sleeves to hide them. She shifted her weight back and forth nervously from foot to foot, something she had never done before. Her confidence in her body was waning already.

Sabrina scanned down “My body is Peyton’s…it’s just our faces and hair that still need to change” she realized.

When she looked back up, she could see that Peyton’s hair was already changing. It was darkening from golden blonde to her own mousy brown. The waves and loose curl was straightening into her plain style; straight, a touch frizzy at the ends and now parted on the right side instead of the left.

Peyton reached up with her big hands and grabbed a strand of hair. It rode through her fingers as it changed color and texture and length “No…no…this is getting way too real. It’s going way too far! I can’t be you Sabrina…I’m not you”

“I can’t help it or stop it” Sabrina said. She felt a tingle growing in her lower face. Her jaw and chin were going a bit numb even as her hair began to lighten and grow out. A silky sheen appeared as waved and loose curl and bounce came to her golden blonde hair. A few stray strands fell into her eyes as her part shifted to the left side of her head, reprogramming its growth and flow.

Her chin and jaw came inward making her face more heart shaped as opposed to round.

Once those moved, it began a chain reaction to reshape her face. Her lips plumped even as they came in to a pouty, flirty smirk. Her teeth shrank down. She could feel her tongue pulsate as it changed shape inside her mouth.

Sabrina’s cheekbones popped out into a newfound defined look begging for makeup to accentuate them. Her flat nose perked up; a slight upturn at the end of it as it shrank down button small.

Her eyes widened as they lightened from brown to blue. Her lashes thickened, her eyebrows thinned and sculpted down as her forehead and brow line softened.

Sabrina even felt her ears shrink down smaller as her hands gently probed and explored her face.

Peyton was in shock. She watched as Sabrina’s face rapidly changed into her own “She’s me…no one will ever believe that I’m Peyton when she looks like me” she thought as her own face tingled away.

Peyton’s brow thickened first setting off her facial rearrangement. The chain reaction worked downward making her cheeks lose their definition and her chin and jaw came forward rounding her face off.

Her lips thinned as her mouth and teeth shifted and grew. Her tongue grew larger inside her larger mouth. Her nose grew larger, the end flattened and the bridge broadened taking her eyes into their shrink down.

Her lashes thinned above her narrowing eyes as they turned from blue to brown. Her eyebrows thickened and became unkempt as even her ears grew larger. Her large hoop earring looking ridiculously out of place as she jerked her head back and forth feeling them hit her flat cheeks.

A feeling passed over them like a wave of air whooshing out of the room. They both knew it was over. They had switched bodies. Peyton was Sabrina and Sabrina was Peyton.

“Oh my God!” Peyton said; her jaw dropped then as she looked Sabrina up and down “You look exactly like me”

Sabrina looked up and down. Up to Peyton’s face and down to her thick legs and body “I know. And you…you look like me”

“Jesus Christ we have to fix this!” Peyton said.

Sabrina instead took off her t-shirt and tossed it to Peyton “Actually we need to get dressed and get the fuck out of here before we get in trouble”

Peyton caught the shirt in midair and just stared at it for a second. She watched Sabrina wiggling like crazy to get into her skinny jeans. She managed to do it and get her pink stripped top on as well before Peyton moved and put on the warmup pants and zipped the jacket all the way up tucking the t-shirt into her pocket.

Peyton sat and surprised herself by catching her hip on the desk as she did “Ow…the fuck!?”

“You’re going to have to get used to your new body Peyton” Sabrina said slipping her tiny feet into the size 6 ½ ankle boots and zipping up the sides. She wobbled momentarily “I can’t walk in heels”

“Well you’re going to have to learn really quick Sabrina. What size even are these?!” Peyton asked holding up a giant sneaker.

“12”

“12?! What the hell?! There is nothing cute in size 12!” Peyton protested as she put her big feet in.

“You’re not really going to find much fashion at your size…adjust!” Sabrina said.

“Let’s go to my house” Peyton said.

“Ok…you drive…do you want my car though” Sabrina said.

Peyton let all the scenarios run through her mind “Yeah…I guess…it…is it my house or your house now? My car or your car? How much are we swapping besides everything about our bodies?”

“I don’t know yet…I’m just as confused as you are but let’s get out of here”