As they left the room, closing the door behind them, the coin reappeared. It popped back a few inches off the ground, hovered, then clattered to the tile kicking sideways and coming to rest beneath the radiator heating unit.

Both girls rushed down the hall, shuffling fast to the parking lot trying not to break out into a full run.

“Which one is…oh I’ll just let you lead” Peyton said.

Sabrina felt so light; she was getting the hang of the heels she was wearing. Granted they weren’t very high, just an inch and a half, but it was still foreign to her and kind of hurting her feet “Do these shoes always hurt?”

“Yes”

“Then why do you wear them?” Sabrina asked.

“God! Don’t you understand fashion at all?! Are you going to embarrass the shit out of me?” Peyton shot back.

“Are you going to embarrass me? You have a game tonight…please tell me you know something about basketball” Sabrina said as they came up to an old Kia.

Peyton blushed “Yeah, I mean…a bit…I’ve been to a lot of games but…”

“But you’ve never played have you?” Sabrina said seeing Peyton shake her head. “Fuck! This is the district finals!”

“Do you really think I want this?! Do you think I want to try and play basketball in your body?! I don’t want any of this!” Peyton yelled as they were alone in the parking lot. “You’re probably loving this”

“The Hell I am! I’ve got a shot at a scholarship! You’re going to ruin my life!”

“What if it’s my life I’m going to ruin? What if we’re stuck like this forever? It won’t be your scholarship…it would be mine. You get to have my good looks instead…what the fuck about this aren’t you getting? We’re in this together to figure this shit out and fast!” Peyton said and Sabrina went white.

“Get in” she handed over her keys “Drive to your house” she said flatly.

They didn’t speak on the drive. It was only a few minutes away and Peyton knew it would be empty and they headed straight to her room.

Once inside, Peyton sobbed taking a look at her clothes “None of this fits me anymore”

“You’re not Shrek you know…I’m not some hideous monster like you think”

“I…never mind…I never said that but my clothes were a lot of my image of who I am…who I was. I enjoy looking nice. I like following fashion” Peyton said “I can’t do that anymore”

“And the one thing I was good at was basketball and I can’t do that anymore either” Sabrina replied.

“What are we going to do?!” Peyton asked exasperated.

“I have no idea” Sabrina admitted. “You have to play tonight. There’s no way you don’t show up”

“The way I suck at sports, I’ll probably sprain my ankle in the first minute anyway”

“Maybe that would be your best bet” Sabrina said “Injuries do happen”

Peyton closed her eyes and thought; concentrating on basketball. She was still. She could feel the small bumps of the ball on her hands. Could feel the sensation on the ball spinning in her hands. She swayed a bit, shifting her weight and hips taking a defensive position; sensing when the opposing player would shot and knowing to jump and put her hands up.

Her eyes opened “I can do this”

“What?” Sabrina replied.

“I can do this. I don’t know why and don’t ask me how but I can feel it. I can just feel it. I know basketball know. I must have gotten your skills when we swapped”

“No…that’s even more impossible than…” Sabrina began.

Peyton raised her eyebrows “Than us switching bodies?! Really?! I don’t think so…it actually makes some kind of sense if we did”

Sabrina shut her eyes. Thinking about sports now put her on the sidelines. She was a cheerleader in her mind’s eye and it scared her. Her eyes flew open “What the fuck?!”

Peyton nodded slowly. She picked up a navy blue top nearby “What would you wear with this?

Without hesitating Sabrina responded “So many things go with navy blue, it’s a base tone so red, gray, white, light blue, blaze orange, deep pink, fuchsia, eggplant, periwinkle” her eyes opened as the words flowed out “magenta, pine green, black or army green! What the fuck did I just say?!”

“You just passed your very first fashion test” Peyton told her.

“That’s fucking scary!” Sabrina said.

“No…I mean yes. It is scary on one hand but on the other it means we’re not going to embarrass each other while we’re here. We can pass as the other until we can figure out a way to swap back” Peyton said.

Sabrina turned toward the closet. Her mind kicked into gear piecing items together like puzzle pieces knowing which ones go with others “Oh my gosh” she said breathlessly “It’s like I have your mind and my mind”

“We combined minds and skills but completely took the other’s body” Peyton said.

“This is so fucking weird” Sabrina said shaking her head.

“I’m going to have to get back to school” Peyton said. She unzipped the jacket and both of them stared at Peyton’s chest.

Peyton swallowed and cocked her head.

“Let me go get your bag…it’s in the trunk of the car. There’s um…a sports bra and the, um, underwear and compression shorts you’ll need are in there” Sabrina said excusing herself and rushing back outside.

Peyton looked around her room. It looked so small; everything looked slightly out of place from her vantage point. The doorknob was lower, the dresser, everything.

Mostly she looked at her stomach and chest “I am Shrek” she mumbled to herself “I’m thick”

She was poking herself in the stomach when Sabrina came back in. Peyton blushed and took off the warmup jacket and unhooked her uncomfortable silk bra.

Both of them blushed before realizing it was silly “It’s not like I don’t know what they look like and now you do too” Sabrina said tossing her the sports bra.

Peyton stripped down naked in front of Sabrina. Sabrina, in an act of solidarity, stripped off her clothes as well.

Finally, both of them laughed. Peyton taking notice of how much deeper her laugh sounded. Her voice had dropped and it sounded strange in her head.

“God you’re fucking skinny” Peyton said to Sabrina causing her to laugh harder.

“I’m just glad I’m laughing and not crying” she replied.

Peyton didn’t reply. Instead she hefted her leg up and put on her game day underwear and the white compression shorts over top. She examined just how big and wide her hips and ass had become. She put her hands on the outside though and also felt strength and muscle.

The white sports bra went on over her head next. Her hands felt her rougher hair, she could feel excess flesh getting caught up and squished out around the spandex as she adjusted herself until her boobs felt comfortable in place.

Peyton looked up and noticed that Sabrina was still stark naked. Her back was now turned as she looked at herself in a full length mirror. She turned back and forth and bit; raised up the heel her foot, all the while looking very satisfied in her eyes and smile. She was checking herself out.

“I’ve never seen myself from this angle” Peyton thought “I’m seeing myself from another person’s perspective. Through someone else’s eyes. A third person view…Damn I’m fucking hot!”

Peyton felt a tingle and she blushed. It was a feeling of attraction “What the fuck?!” she thought “Calm down Peyton…you’ve been through a lot today and your mind is super screwed up…it’s nothing. You know you’re hot” she rationalized. But still, her face felt weird and tingly and her mouth was dry watching her body; Sabrina in her body, model it off seductively.

“Are…are you done?” she said quietly as she put on her game shorts and her number 33 jersey.

Sabrina jumped a bit “Oh! Oh um yeah” she said blushing and turning back around “Sorry, got a little sidetracked you know. It’s…it’s a lot different than what I’m used to you as you can now see”

“Top drawer” Peyton directed her to her lingerie.

Sabrina had already picked out a perfect outfit for the game so she picked out a pair of white panties and a matching white silk bra with a little rose in the center “So tiny” she mumbled to herself sliding them on her smooth skin.

Sabrina sauntered to the closet. Her walk exuding confidence and sexuality “It’s a white out night for you ladies…I have to be in white too” she said pulling out a white sweater and putting it on.

It was form-fitting showing off her toned stomach and pert breasts. She fluffed out her hair, draping her golden locks over her shoulders.

“Good thing I’ve got an outfit for every occasion” she said taking out white jeans that also looked painted on once she got them up and on.

Peyton’s mouth was practically watering watching this show. She put her warmup jacket and pants back on trying to distract herself “What am I doing?! Why am I thinking like this? I can’t be turned on right now! I just can’t!”

Peyton sat on the bed and put on her high game socks, once again a bit startled by the sheer size of her feet.

Sabrina sat down right next to her and daintily put on a pair of ankle socks before sliding her feet into a pair of white ankle boots “Little booties for little feet” she said before tapping her feet excitedly on the floor.

Peyton pulled out a pair of size 12 slides to wear instead of her game shoes. “We have to figure this out” she said.

Sabrina got up and went back to the mirror “I think we are figuring it out” she said opening up the makeup case that sat there.

“Do you need some help with that I can show you…?” Peyton began.

“No. I’ve got it” Sabrina replied in a chipper voice as she began to apply makeup like she had been doing it for years. Flawlessly building one step at a time; doing her eyes, cheeks, brows and lips, just like Peyton had done. She even topped off her look by putting in the large hoop earrings that Peyton had finally taken out.

“Um yeah…I guess you do have it” Peyton admitted. “You’re…really good at that”

“I know right!” Sabrina said smiling wide before pouting her lips to check her lines.

“I’ve got to get going” Peyton said.

“Yes…you do” Sabrina replied turning to her “I’ll be there in a little bit. Good Luck tonight if I don’t get the chance to talk to you beforehand but I know you’ll hear me cheering you on”

“I’ll see you after the game though right” Peyton asked slinging her bag onto her shoulder with ease.

“Of course” Sabrina said giving her a tiny little wave as she left.

Peyton stagger walked out of the house. Her house. In a stranger’s body and life “I can’t believe I’m on my way to play a basketball game…me!”

Sabrina walked to the window and watched Peyton throw her gym bag into the backseat and get in behind the wheel “Motherfucker I was big” she said shaking her head “Like, I knew I was big, but seeing me outside of me…Damn I’m a fucking moose. But look at me now”

She backed away. Her phone, Peyton’s phone, had been going off like crazy and now she began to reply to all her texts and DM’s.

A half hour later, Austin Bridger, the hottest guy in school pulled up in front of her house. Sabrina perked right up and felt a tingle run through her “I’d fuck him right here and now” she thought shocking herself with the thought “WTF?!” her mind reeled “I’m not attracted to…shit! I’m fucking straight now!”

She grabbed her purse and met him at the door.

He leaned down and kissed her making her body explode with pleasure. She rose up on her tip toes to meet his lips, sparks running through her. “Hey sexy” she said shyly.

“Talking about yourself again huh babe?” Austin laughed wrapping his arm around her waist.

Sabrina felt secure in his embrace, she liked it a lot as they walked that way to his car.

“Weird going to a girl’s game huh?” Austin said getting in.

“Yeah but they’ve had a good season. We should come out for them; besides…it’s Wednesday night. What else do we have to do?” Sabrina laughed buckling up.

“So nice not having my knees up” she thought “I now fit in the world”

Peyton got back to school and parked up front. She put her head down and walked to the locker room where she popped in a set of earbuds and began listening to music to try and calm herself down.

Her nerves were on edge. As her teammates came in, they just assumed she was getting into the zone. Peyton kept her head down until she got up and pulled her hair back into a tight ponytail. She also put on a headband to keep all of her brown hair out of her face.

She hit the floor and ran out, just letting her body take over. She ran the layup drill, she rebounded and passed on the floor drills and shot free throws never saying a word. Teammates and noise swirled around her but a calm focus was descending over her.

Peyton was working up a sweat “Well that would have grossed me out this morning” she thought as she caught a rebound turned and fired a pass.

Warmups were over. They went to the bench where she got down to her game gear. Peyton looked up into the stands, into the sea of white, searching until she found herself.

Sabrina was sitting halfway up the bleachers, legs crossed, white booted foot tapping away as she chatted and laughed with all of her friends; Austin sitting right next to her.

Their eyes met ever so briefly. Sabrina smirked and Peyton glared before she heard her coach yelling and she found herself focusing on him instead of Sabrina.

Walking out, Run DMC’s Walk This Way blaring from the speakers; she took her spot for the opening tip “Don’t screw this up…you’ve got this” she ran through her mind as she crouched down ready for the jump ball.

The ref tossed it, she heard the whistle and her leg muscles shot her up. Her arm outstretched, her hand tipped the ball back to her teammate easily reaching over her opponent.

She immediately ran down covering her girl; hustling, banging hips with the other team’s biggest player who was a good 3 inches shorter than her and a lot thinner.

Peyton took up a good defensive position, a shot went up and she boxed out her opponent easily grabbing her first rebound. She ran to the other end of the court where she took up position under the basket. A pass came her way and she dribbled and used her ass to back her way closer to the basket, banging away until she was in position to give one last hip check, turn and put in an easy layup.

The crowd cheered wildly for her and she allowed herself a shy smile as she went back to work on defense.

The girl she was guarding couldn’t get open; Sabrina was shutting her down and the other team had to rely on long shots. By the end of the first quarter, Sabrina had 4 rebounds and 8 points and they were winning 16 to 6.

She grabbed a water bottle in the timeout and wiped the sweat from her face and arms.

“Let’s go Sabrina!” Sabrina yelled from her seat.

Peyton heard her and looked at her. The rest of her friends were all on their phones and Sabrina had her arms wrapped around Austin with a self-satisfied look on her face “Good job!” she added.

Peyton knew she was playing well. As the game went on, she started to enjoy herself. There was a satisfaction in dominating another girl who thought she was big only to find out that Peyton was bigger and better than her. The frustration in the opposing girl’s face, the way she swore and especially the way it felt when she tried to push Peyton around only to be stopped dead in her tracks was exhilarating to Peyton.

“What a fucking rush!” Peyton thought as she grabbed another rebound and outlet passed it to her guard.

As the game went into the second half, Peyton found herself getting even more aggressive. She had found her footwork and her crouch as well as her shooting touch on 15 foot jumpers.

At 24 points and 14 rebounds and her team up by 20 points, her coach pulled her “Rest up for Regionals! Great game!”

“Fuck yeah!” Peyton said grabbing a towel and a seat on the bench high fiving her teammates as she did.

Halfway up the bleachers, Sabrina smiled a very satisfied smile.

As the game ended, Peyton headed back to the locker room; excited and celebrating with her teammates. She didn’t even notice that Sabrina had already left.

Peyton sat; her back against her locker. Her face was still red from exertion but not as red as it had been in the heat of the moment. She took off her shoes and socks; her feet were hot and sweaty. She realized that she stank like sweat. She stripped down and headed to the showers with most of her team.

Standing there, soaping up this body for the first time, washing this hair as her own; it was at once new and yet normal.

After drying off, pulling her hair into a loose ponytail, she got dressed quickly. She took her phone out and saw she had a single text.

She recognized the number even though it wasn’t saved in this phone; it was her old number.

‘Great Game sorry I couldn’t stay. We headed to Chipotle. I’ll check in later. I’m sure you know your way home’

Peyton exhaled reading it. It was so matter of fact, so inconsiderate, so…Peyton”

She held her phone as she made her way back to her car and drove to Sabrina’s house. Her house now.

Sabrina was cracking up. She had hated Hailey Clark, Bailey Thomas and Taylor Stevens but now, they were her best friends! “Oh my God that is so funny!” she replied as they all talked at once about school, guys, Netflix, YouTube…everything.

She picked at her Chipotle bowl. Nothing like her previous appetite. She would have devoured this in minutes; now, 20 minutes after sitting down only about 1/3 of it was gone and she felt full anyway. She was enjoying her time with her friends.

Her phone went off ‘I’m home when you get a chance to talk’ popped up. Sabrina read it but didn’t reply. “OMG you guys…I can’t believe you said that!”

The kept their table for another hour before deciding to head home. Sabrina got dropped off. The house was quiet. She knew that Peyton’s parents were divorced and she lived with her Mom but her Dad sent a lot of money their way.

She came in and could hear a TV on in a room down the hall but decided to just take her boots off and make her way to her room.

“Best.Day.Ever!” she thought as she closed the bedroom door behind her. She flipped on the light and went straight to the mirror “Hello gorgeous” she said to the reflection laughing “I can’t believe this actually happened! Never in my wildest dreams! I just wanted to be noticed by Peyton and now…I am Peyton! Fuck yeah!”

She took her top off, then her bra. She played with her nipples getting them to stand up, smirking all the while.

She took her time taking off her pants, dramatically flipping them aside to take in her smooth and perfect legs. She used her feet to take off her socks as she took off her panties. “God I’m stunning!” she said posing in the mirror “From where and who I was to this…talk about an upgrade!”

She smirked and raised an eyebrow for herself as her hand crept between her legs. Her other hand began to massage her breasts as her right fingers probed inside.

Sabrina’s knees buckled and she lay down on the bed, lying on her back, her golden hair fanned out and her knees apart. She surprised herself by her choice of visions. It wasn’t herself; it wasn’t any girl. It was Austin who popped up and got her excited. She never imagined what it felt like to be fucked by a guy before, but she did this time.

She bit her lip to stop her scream of ecstasy as she came on her hand.

She showered and cleaned up before she even thought about picking up her phone. She responded to everyone. Well almost everyone. Just the text from Peyton was still unanswered.

Peyton had gone home and met her new family. Mom, Dad and two brothers. It was overwhelming but yet again, perfectly normal. She settled into her home role as easily as she had fell into her role on the court and team. Teasing and getting teased by her siblings. Talking with her parents while her mind veered and reeled to catch answers.

She kept checking her phone. Nothing from Sabrina. She didn’t want to be a pest but she was getting nervous that she would never respond.

She went to her room, finally alone and closed the door behind her “What the fuck?!” she thought wanting to scream. She ran her hands through her brown hair before examining her hands “How the fuck am I Sabrina Henderson?” She found a mirror behind her on the back of the door “I’m stuck IN Sabrina! I have her body and her life…I woke up this morning as Peyton…got dressed, went to school, lived my life until…well, until I didn’t. My body was taken from me and replaced with this”

Peyton swallowed hard and lifted up her t-shirt. She looked at her soft belly and wide breasts. Her big shoulders and excess weight along her sides before taking down her pants to see her thunder thighs, wide hips and big ass. “Even my hands and feet are big and my face…my face”

She stared into the mirror examining her changed face.

She sat down hard on her bed, her body scrunching up creating rolls as she lifted her right leg up at an angle really taking in her big thigh, her thick calf an her huge foot. “Going to take a lot of getting used to” she said before finally acknowledging “But it did feel good out on the court tonight. That was a rush and a half…being able to push people around like that!”

She put on a pair of lounge pants and a big t-shirt. She did her homework, she watched a few videos on her laptop letting her mind drift, waiting and hoping to hear from Sabrina.

“Damn she’s hot” she thought suddenly after seeing Chloe Grace Moritz on Instagram. She blushed realizing the feeling that stirred in her. “Wait a second…I’m…I’m attracted to her!”

She typed in Zac Efron and felt nothing when his picture came up “Fuck…”

Peyton lay back and closed her eyes thinking “Who do I find attractive?” visions of women floated up. Celebrities and classmates came up “Oh Hell naw!” she chuckled yet still felt stirred.

“You know what…why not? How many people get this chance…use another woman’s body to masturbate…maybe we change back…” she let her hand slip underneath her pants and panties.

Peyton wiggled her hips taking them down and lifted her shirt. She slipped her left hand under her head and let her right go to work.

She found it very receptive and sensitive “God that feels good!” she thought “I’m going to go fast…this body is very receptive haha!”

Peyton began to squirm; she couldn’t stay still, her big legs kicked and moved, her hips swayed and her left hand went to her breasts “Shit those are sensitive too!” She lifted up enough and bent her neck forward and sucked her own breast. That sent her through the roof and she came like never before.

A full body spasm followed, her orgasm rocketing through her big body sending chills to every place on her body. “So intense…ok…there are some advantages to this body after all” she thought after finally calming down and composing herself.

With that, Peyton’s phone finally went off. She grabbed it in a flurry of movement only to read ‘Hey, I’m so tired. I don’t think we’re swapping back tonight. We should rest and sleep and talk about this tomorrow. Goodnight’

Peyton was shocked. Her jaw dropped ‘OK I guess. I’ll see you tomorrow’ she typed back. She put her phone aside then typed a second message ‘I hope I played good enough tonight’

Sabrina just smiled reading the second message.

Peyton stared at the walls for a moment “What just happened?” she thought. She was confused, she was mad, she was frustrated, she was exhausted. “Fine” she simply said and crawled under her covers, curling up on her side to fall asleep.

Sabrina slept soundly. She woke up a bit earlier than normal by an alarm realizing it would take her a while to get her look perfected.

Straight to the shower and brushing her teeth while her hair dried. She did her makeup and hair; taking her time but knowing exactly which steps to take in what order. The outfit she chose was perfect.

Peyton awoke alter than usual, she stretched her legs and when she felt her feet touch the footboard cleanly, she remembered it all and knew just what had happened. She showered and got ready, picking out an outfit that fit her new body and personality perfectly.

Peyton rounded a corner and stopped dead in her tracks. “Oh my God” she said seeing Sabrina.

Sabrina just sensed something and she turned “Oh My God” she said seeing Peyton.

Sabrina had to stifle a laugh of pity “In less than 24 hours, she really got into being me” she thought as she walked towards Peyton taking in her look.

Peyton was wearing a pair of sweatpants, a hoodie and sneakers. Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun on top of her head without a stitch of makeup.

“Wow! You look terrific” Peyton said seeing Sabrina.

“Thank You” Sabrina said simply as she came to a stop in front of her old body.

Sabrina was in a gray sweater, once again form-fitting. She wore a short black pleated skirt with black tights and a different pair of black booties. Her hair and makeup were perfect.

“We, um…” Sabrina started to say pointing between the two of them.

“Yeah…we really have swapped places” Peyton said.

Sabrina blushed.

“You look amazing” Peyton added.

“You were great last night in the game” Sabrina said.

Peyton shrugged “It was nothing really; t’s just what I’m good at”

“You were great out there. I think you were better than I ever was” Sabrina said.

“That’s not possible” Peyton said blushing.

“No, it’s true”

Peyton thought of the possibilities “You really seem to have embraced my old style too”

Sabrina did a little pose “You think so?”

“Definitely cute” Peyton added.

“We need to get to class. I’ll see you around and in government class” Sabrina said skittering off on her heeled boots.

“Yeah…see ya” Peyton said adjusting her backpack and heading to class.

As the day went on, Peyton and Sabrina both got more comfortable in their bodies and lives. Little things would still surprise them or strike them in the contrast to how it was just yesterday for them. Peyton bumping her knees on the tiny desks and Sabrina really noticing all the looks from guys and the passes she got from teachers. It was even more than an athlete got.

They simply nodded to each other as they got to government class, taking their seats across the room from each other.

Peyton caught her eyes trailing to Sabrina’s legs and she internally scolded herself “Those are your own legs!”

But her eyes kept going to them “Not anymore they aren’t”.

It was as she reached down to grab her backpack at the end of class, she spotted the coin against the wall under the radiator.

Sabrina never saw her pick it up and slip it into the side zip pocket of her backpack.

Peyton caught up to Sabrina in the hall and whispered “So what do you think about all of this?”

Sabrina tried not to be too loud “Um…what do you mean? It is what it is for now”

“Would you want to switch back?” Peyton straight up asked.

Sabrina’s stomach sank and her throat closed. She wanted to yell NO but instead just mumbled “I mean, it is, um…”

“That’s what I thought” Peyton said raising her eyebrows as Sabrina blushed but kept her head held high and a serious look on her face.

“What if we stay like this for a while?” Peyton asked.

“You want to stay?” Sabrina asked surprised.

“Yeah…why not? I’m finding it interesting if you’re up for it” Peyton said.

“Of course I’m up for staying as you!” she replied quickly. “Why though? Do you have a way for us to swap back?”

“No of course not” Peyton said not revealing anything about the coin “I just wanted to let you know that I’m willing to stay as you for a bit”

“That’s great” Sabrina said. “I didn’t want to make you…I didn’t want to make it seem like…What the hell. I like getting to be the pretty and popular one for once okay”

“I get it. I totally get it. I didn’t think you’d mind” Peyton said before walking away.

Sabrina stood motionless for a second watching the big girl walk away. She didn’t know whether to be happy or concerned but she was a bit put off by the conversation.

She put it out of her mind though quickly as she realized that whatever had put her in this position and body wasn’t going to reverse any time soon “I’m going to fucking enjoy every second of this” she said to herself.

Peyton went to basketball practice and really got into it. Her body had never moved and reacted like this before. It was empowering. It was better than any other feeling she had ever experienced. She felt alive on the court and it would show on Saturday in the Regional Semi-Finals.

Peyton dominated the game from start to finish. 26 points and 18 rebounds and 5 fouls, all hard and memorable to her opponent.

Sabrina watched the game in a pair of tight jeans and a black crop top complete with bright white designer sneakers on her feet.

As Peyton led her team through the Regional Finals and then the State Semi-Finals, she got a kick out of watching Sabrina’s outfits. Each was more stunning than the last. Her casual looks looked straight out of a fashion magazine. She had started following her Instagram just to keep up with all of her looks.

As they went on, both knew exactly who they were. It seemed they would never forget that, but going by their new names also became more natural to them. To the point where when they talked to each other, they even found themselves slipping into it more and more.

On the Saturday morning of the State Final game. Peyton and her team got a sendoff in the parking lot of the high school. The band played, the cheerleaders, led by Sabrina, cheered for them as they loaded a bus for the state capital.

Peyton had to admit that Sabrina looked awesome in her short little skirt and cheer kit as their eyes met and they exchanged a brief smile and head nod.

Sabrina changed her clothes into a pair of a skinny jeans and a jersey style blue and white top; the school colors, to get on the other buses that were going to watch the game in support. She had gotten so good in walking in heels that she was able to run a bit from the school to the bus in her blue wedge heels she was wearing to the game.

Sabrina thought about who she had become in the last few weeks as they rode the hour to the arena. She examined her small blue painted toes in the ends of her expensive shoes “This is me now. Not the lumbering bear I was” She shuddered thinking about turning back into her old self.

On the bus 15 minutes ahead of them, Peyton also thought about who she had become these last few weeks. She looked at the calluses on her hands built up from handling a basketball for so many hours “This is me now. Not the prissy little fashionista that I was”

Still, she thought about what it would feel like the turn back into her old self. She could picture it; the shrinking down, the trimming down and she smiled slightly as she looked out the window thinking about Sabrina growing.

Peyton went full bore into her warmups. She was simply feeling totally in rhythm for the game.

Sabrina sat up towards the top of the section behind the bench, trying to lose herself in the crowd with Austin and her friends. She felt nervous and on edge and had to keep reminding herself that she had nothing to do with the game, yet she couldn’t stop the nagging feelings.

Peyton came out and put on a clinic. She hit her shots, defended the rim and hustled the whole game. It was tough and much closer than their other games. With 2 minutes remaining the score was tied.

The other team had a girl who was 6’3” and while thinner than Peyton, she could also shoot 3 pointers and had been the dominate player for them.

She pulled down a jumper with 10 seconds remaining and decided to drive the lane. Peyton caught her and ran with her timing her jump perfectly to block her shot cleanly.

After a quick timeout, Peyton was in position waiting for the inbounds pass. Just three seconds remained when she caught it, faked right, spun left and put up a shot that went through as time expired.

The crowd went nuts. Peyton screamed a primal scream as she was mobbed by her teammates.

Sabrina clapped wildly and with pride. She stayed and watched as they cut down the net and received their trophy and medals.

It was a wild time in the locker room and on the bus as the girls all danced and sang the whole way home.

Sabrina managed to make up enough of a story to get away from her friends and stick around until after the players were on their way out at the end of a very long day.

Peyton was walking to her car when she heard “Hey”

She spun and saw Sabrina standing there “Hey” she replied.

“That was a heck of a game…great job out there” Sabrina said “You handled the pressure so well. You played flawlessly”

“Thanks” Peyton replied.

“I just thought we could talk a little bit” Sabrina noted.

“Sure”

“I…I think it’s overdue” Sabrina admitted.

Peyton smiled and nodded.

“We both need clarification on what we should do going forward. I want to know where I’m going to be. I feel like this anxiety and pressure wondering if today will be the day we find out if we’re staying like this or trading back” Sabrina said. “Do you feel like that too?”

“Yeah. I guess I do” Peyton admitted. “What do you want to happen?”

Sabrina snorted a bit dismissively and shook her head looking down “I’m just going to say it and you can hate me if you want but I don’t want to go back” she looked up “I want to stay like this forever”

Peyton looked her up and down and snorted in reply.

Peyton went to her car and pulled out her backpack, she unzipped the pocket and pulled out the coin.

Sabrina gasped seeing it. “When did you find that?!”

“The day after we swapped” Peyton answered “It was in McVay’s classroom; under the radiator up against the wall”

“So you’ve had this the whole time?!” Sabrina was in shock “You could have wished us back at any time”

Peyton simply nodded.

“Why didn’t you?!” Sabrina asked incredulously.

“Because I didn’t want to” she replied succinctly. “I’ve thought about us a lot. About our situation and what we should do”

Sabrina stared at the coin as Peyton rubbed her big fingers over it.

“Should we switch back? Should we stay like this? Should we just keep putting it off and see if we think differently about it in a month or at the end of the year or next year? Is it a novelty that will wear off being someone new?”

“Were we meant to swap with each other?” Sabrina jumped in “Are we now where we’re supposed to be?”

“You’ve been thinking about it too huh” Peyton said smiling.

“Of course I have! How could I not? I know you must think I’ve been avoiding you and in a way, I have been. Maybe I just haven’t wanted to face the problem; the elephant in the room”

“Is that a size joke?” Peyton asked trying to sound serious but she smiled to ease the tension. “Maybe I was supposed to be the big athletic girl instead of the fashion minded girl”

“And I was supposed to be that” Sabrina said. She was trying to gage the conversation to see where Peyton was leaning towards. “It’s been weird watching you play” Sabrina admitted “Basketball was my thing but it just doesn’t feel like it anymore and seeing you dominate. I really do think you’re better at it than I was”

“Well let me say that even through my new limited filter on fashion; you always look amazing” Peyton replied.

Sabrina wanted to beg to not switch back but she restrained herself; she had to but the thought of becoming that big again was repulsive to her. She could never say it out loud though.

“I know what you’re thinking” Peyton said “Why would I ever want to be this?”

Sabrina blushed hard.

“Who in their right mind would give up being a gorgeous, tiny little thing, fawned over by ever guy to willingly become this? A plain faced, big bodied moose haha!” Peyton teased.

Sabrina tried to speak but couldn’t.

“It’s okay…I can joke about it because I actually do enjoy it” Peyton said.

They looked at each other as Peyton said “You know what…I think I’ll put it up to fate”

“What do you mean?” Sabrina asked hesitantly.

Peyton closed her eyes and said “I wish we were in the bodies that we deserve. I wish we were in the right body; the body we’re supposed to have”

Sabrina gasped at the words, it felt like she had been punched in the gut. She held her breath, shaking slightly as her eyes went wide staring at Peyton.

Peyton exhaled as Sabrina inhaled. Her shoulders slumped and she smiled. She felt a tingling start in her fingers and toes. It quickly spread up her arms and legs, through her spine, through her chest. Her face went numb, her hair felt electric and her heart was pounding.

Sabrina found her arms lifting up quite on their own as her whole body too began to tingle. A scream sat at the top of her throat, unable to escape. Even in her heels, she lifted forward onto her toes.

Air spun around them; the coin dropped from Peyton’s fingers and just before it hit the ground; it vanished.

Sabrina began to feel dizzy. She made a slight little “Uh!” sound, then felt the air suck backwards flowing in the opposite direction it had been.

With an audible Whoosh; the tingling stopped.

Sabrina eased her heels back down. Her heart pounded away but the atmosphere felt different “What the fuck?!” she thought.

She slapped at her body. She was still tiny! She looked up and still saw Peyton standing tall above her looking around and down at herself too. “Did…did it work?” Sabrina asked.

“I...I think it did” Peyton answered slapping at her big, muscular frame. She shuffled her feet momentarily “I feel different though”

“Complete” Sabrina said “I feel complete” She looked up “We’re where we’re supposed to be…forever”

“I think you’re right. It feels like something has been lifted off my shoulders”

“We’re free” Sabrina said “Free to be who we are from now on. No fear of changing back”

“Nope…I guess so” Peyton replied. “I know you’re happy about it”

Sabrina nodded “Yeah…I am…how about you?”

“Yes. Yes I am” Peyton said.