"Emma…can you come into my office?"

"Sure" Emma Seager stood up, composed herself and made her way to her bosses office.

"Hey, heads up…we have a vendor coming in today from Richmond and I want you to show him around" Dale Martin said from behind his desk.

"A vendor? But I'm doing the Peters Presentation this afternoon. I only have a few slides left to finish…" Emma protested.

"Give that to Jason. He can finish it up and do your presentation for you. You're better suited for showing this new vendor what we need with the software upgrade. Jason isn't as friendly as you" He gave her a look and Emma felt her blood boiling.  Her cheeks were going flush with anger.

"Friendly?! With all due respect I have been working on the Peters account for the last week. If we get that, it'll be a huge revenue increase. Mr. Lykovitz will definitely notice whoever brings that account in. I put my heart and soul into this and now Jason is going to get the credit?"

"Look Emma, I'm your boss and I just gave you a new assignment. You will do it, do you understand? You need to get down to the reception area and meet this guy; Nate Frey. Show him around and then go over what we need"

Emma bit her tongue and pursed her lips.

"And watch your tone next time. This conversation is over"

Dale looked at his computer. Emma waited a few seconds before turning on her heels and stomping out of his office.

She was so mad she wanted to scream. "Fucking boys club!" She thought, grumbling indescribably as her heels cracked away at the floor and her knee length skirt swisher tightly over her thighs, hips and ass as she took longer than usual strides with extra determination.

"I'm fucking tired of playing my part! I want a new part!" She hissed as she stopped in the Ladies room to compose herself.

Emma was wearing a white silk blouse, tight black pencil skirt and a pair of black 3" heels. Not her usual office attire, but she had dressed up for her presentation today.

"This is like when Sheila left!" She thought as she looked in the mirror. Her bold eyebrows were furrowed over her thick black glasses. Her brown hair with blonde highlights was parted down to middle, framing her face as it came down past her shoulders.

Her brown eyes still looked like they had murder in them.

Emma had been with her company for 10 years. 3 years ago, her boss had moved on and she thought that the position was hers. Instead, it went to Dale who had only been with the company for 4 years and had the exact same education as she did. The only thing Dale had that she didn't was a dick hanging between his legs.

After a few minutes of deep breaths, Emma composed herself. She still found herself stomping a bit in her heels as she approached the lobby.

A very tall man stood by the door dressed in a white shirt and a black and gray striped tie. At least 6'3 with a goatee and brown hair peppered with gray, he smiled as she approached.

"Nate Frey?" Emma asked, coming up smiling a wide toothy smile.

"Yes" he replied.

"Hi, I'm Emma Seager, nice to meet you" she said, extending her hand.

Nate took her small, soft hand in his own and they shook, Emma’s white nail polish stood out brightly.

"Nice to meet you too" Nate replied.

"Well I'm going to show you around today and meet with you about the software upgrades your company is doing for us so if you'll follow me" Emma said. She rolled her eyes once out of sight thinking "This guy could start here today and get promoted before I do"

Nate followed looking around as they chatted about the office, the business and his trip in.

They passed by Dale's office. Jason was in there doing nothing but talking.

"So how long have you been here?" Nate asked.

"10 years in May. I started as an intern, thankfully they moved me up from that position" Emma said, feeling a bit spicy.

Nate laughed "I don't think they'd leave somebody as an intern for 10 years"

"Oh you don't know this company Nate" she gave him a withering look "Let’s just say that I'd have better luck around here if looked more like you"

Nate looked taken aback "Like me?"

"I'm sorry, I probably shouldn’t have said that" she gave Nate an apologetic smile "It's just been a frustrating morning and frankly, a frustrating several years but here I am unloading on a stranger"

"It's okay. I get it" Nate said trying to be polite

Emma took a few more steps trying to keep up the tour but they were alone in a back hallway on their way to the server room, so she stopped.

"No. No you don't get it. No man truly gets it. You were born with privileges that you don't even realize you have. Take today…I've been working on this big presentation for a new client. That asshole in there took it away from me with 3 hours to go so I could take you around. Now Jason is going to get credit for my work. If I looked like you. If I were you, that would never have happened. Never! Not only that, but 3 years ago, I would have gotten the promotion to manager instead of Senior IT. I'd be making double my current salary and I wouldn't have to put up with Dale, who only got the job because he's a guy"

Nate raised his eyebrows and he gave this visibly upset woman a nervous yet sympathetic look but he was uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry I just unloaded on you like that but I'm not sorry that I said it. I needed to get that off my chest obviously"

"I'm glad I could listen" Nate said as the lights seemed to dim around them "I would help you if I could. It's not the 1970s anymore, this shouldn't be your reality"

"My reality…my reality is I wish I was in your shoes. Then I could be in the stupid Boys Club. Then they would tell me the truth because I'd be one of them" Emma said as the lights flickered.

Again, Nate said "I'm sorry"

Emma chuckled angrily and rolled her eyes "No you're not. You've been trained to say that when you see a woman is upset. But what if you were the woman? What if you were me? Then you'd know the frustration. You'd understand. If our lives were flipped, If I were you and you were me, frankly, I'd be a whole lot happier"

"I might be happier too" Nate offered.

"You think you could be me?!" Her bold eyebrows arched "Ha! You would be so lost if we switched places…you honestly have no idea how tough women have it. I would LOVE to see you try"

Nate now felt challenged "if I could put you in my shoes, I would"

"And you'd take mine as a replacement?" Emma put her foot out, wiggling it back and forth a bit as she balanced it back on its heel.

"Sure Emma. I would put myself in your shoes…your whole outfit if we could" Nate said.

"Then I wish that I could switch places with you" Emma said "I want to be a man"

The lights around them flickered and flashed. An electricity now shot out raising up the hairs on the backs of their necks, their forearms and in Nate’s case, his legs.

"What the hell?" Nate muttered looking around. There was a flash and then, stillness.

Nate was holding his breath, everything felt tight, tense. Something was off, his brain starting telling him as it scanned and searched. Something jabbing him in the bottom of his feet, breeze on his legs? Tight clothing squeezing his waist?? Tight sleeves and tight across his upper back???

"AH!" Nate looked down and yelped out in surprise.

"What the…?" Emma thought as she suddenly felt rumpled and baggy, large loose clothing hanging on her "What the actual Fuck?" she thought trying to comprehend. She felt pants slipping and when she went to grab them, found that her hand was covered up. Fabric grabbed at fabric. She shuffled her feet suddenly, aware that not only were her feet swimming in her shoes, her feet were also flat on the ground. She no longer felt the strain on the muscles on the soles of her feet that heels gave her.

Emma looked down "AH!" She yelped in surprise.

Nate and Emma looked at each other; eyes wide in surprise, trying to comprehend. But seeing the other one only added to their confusion. They had switched clothes.

"What the hell?" Nate said as his hands hovered nervously over his chest.

Looking down, he instinctively rose up on the balls of his feet simply to get the hard backs of the too small heels from jabbing into the soles of his feet.

His toes were crunched into a pair of black heels, barely in and pinched.

He felt super tight underwear riding up in him, squeezing his balls and dick underneath a super tight black skirt.

A bra was strapped around his torso and he was afraid to move for fear of ripping the super tight white blouse he now found on him. The ends of the sleeves sat several inches back from his wrists.

Emma fluttered her hands, flapping the long sleeves that covered her hands. She was now wearing a large men's dress shirt with a black and gray tie knotted loosely at her neck.

A pair of men's dress pants engulfed her lower half, the bottoms pooled over and brushed off the floor and the huge men's black dress shoes that dwarfed her feet.

She could feel socks clinging to her calves, loose boxer shorts on her hips and ass and absolutely no bra; just a white cotton t-shirt adding to the weight of the clothes on her tiny frame.

"What the? Why are you…?" Emma asked before her jaw dropped "Holy SHIT! My wish! It's working!" A wicked smile crossed her face as her hands slapped at her chest.

Finally, she flicked her wrist enough to get her fingers out. She pointed at Nate "We're actually going to switch places! You ARE going to be a woman haha…Me specifically"

"But I…this is crazy" Nate replied.

"It's also obvious! You said you'd do it. I said I wanted it and now…" she spread her arms out gesturing wildly. "I wish I had your life" Emma said and the lights flickered again.

Nate was feeling an immense build up of pressure and he quickly blurted out "I wish I had your life"

Another electric build up, another, brighter flash of light. Both Nate and Emma shook as they would later swear that they felt the earth move under their feet.

Swaying and trying to steady himself while perched up in the air above his high heels, Nate steadied himself against the wall. His whole body shook and shivered before he felt a release. Like pressure being let off by spinning a valve, he exhaled. But looking at his hand; pressed against the wall, fingers splayed out, he noticed that the blouse was starting to work its way down his forearm closer to his wrist.

Nate could feel the clothes moving against and with his body. They didn't seem quite as tight, not absolutely constricting.

That was when Nate realized that he was shrinking.

He spun his head toward Emma only to find her staring at him, a look of complete awe and wonder on her face. A face that was getting closer to his own as he lost inch after inch after inch. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh" he slowly let out as he shrank down smaller and smaller. Starting at 6'3", he was now dropping down 9 inches to 5'6".

As Nate shrank, his feet lowered. At first, the backs of the shoes hit him right before his heels started. But as he shrank, he could feel his heels creeping inward, scraping over the shoe backs. His toes must have also been shrinking as the pinching was letting up, his feet didn't feel absolutely crammed in.

They weren't roomy by any means but it didn't actively hurt.

"OPE!" He changed his tune as his heels dropped suddenly into the heels.

Nate blushed and Emma stifled a laugh as her eyes darted down to confirm that her heels now fit him.

Sure enough, the shoes fit. Literally, Nate was in Emma’s shoes.

Emma also noted that the skirt was at knee length and the blouse, while still quite snug, was fitting much better.

The feeling of vertigo and dropping now began to ease up for Nate. "Oh shit! I think…I think it's, um, slowing down haha" he laughed nervously. "Oh…Hi" he said to Emma who was smirking at him.

"Hi there shorty! I bet if you kicked off those shoes, we'd be eye to eye right now" Emma teased. "Come on down to my level" she had a very sassy tone "But I don't want you to take off your heels because you said you'd take my shoes as a replacement and that they'd be your own" she laughed "Oh God haha! I won't have to wear heels again! Oh that's awesome!"

Panic spread on Nate’s face.

Emma suddenly froze up. Her shoulders hunched and she shivered and shuddered all over. But as she stretched and worked it out. She began to rise up, growing bigger and taller.

Soon they were eye to eye. Nate looked freaked out while Emma was simply awed.

It was a steady rise up. Her stomach flipped while she started to fill out her clothes better.

The pools of pants lifted off the ground as her legs lengthened. Her fingertips, white nails and all, now appeared out of the sleeves.

Emma’s jaw dropped as she rose up taller than Nate. "I'm taller than you even in those heels of yours" She gave him a dismissive little wave with just her fingers.

She smirked, feeling her feet spreading out and filling out her shoes. More of her hands were coming out as her fingers emerged.

"Oh this is awesome haha! I love this! Being tall is amazing" she said as Nate got lower and lower on her. To her nose, to her chin. Her whole hands were out and the sleeves rested at her wrists. The tie and collar were at her neck, her pants and belt sat at her waist and her pants came to the top of her shoes.

Emma put her arms out, shocked at how well this shirt now fit her "I'm doing it…I'm getting your body! You probably just took your height for granted" she looked down at Nate.

"Well, yeah, I was just used to it. I hit 6'3 when I was 15…" Nate said. "I never thought that I'd lose it!"

"You gave it to me" Emma reminded him. "And you got my height in return" she patted him on top of his head.

Nate felt his feet start to tickle. He felt, and saw, his toes moving around. The black 3" heels were getting looser, more comfortable, like they fit better. The snugness was easing up and it hit him "I bet my feet are changing shape into hers"

He planted the ball of his right foot and slipped it out of the shoe and placed it flat on the tile floor, he gasped watching it narrow as his toes and his nails slipped and slid around changing size and shape.

All of his toes were pulling in shorter. He got his left foot out and now stood barefoot, and even shorter but he had to see for himself.

His nails thinned and formed into gentle ovals topped by nice and even nails. His toes were small and smooth, his feet getting smaller, dainty even as the skin smoothed out and his heels pulled inward.

Bright white nail polish now appeared atop his toes and he drummed them in response. His jaw was hanging down at the sight of his feet.

"I have your feet. I physically have YOUR feet. They're MY feet…women's feet!"

"I take it that excites you. You're not disappointed by this turn of events are you?"

Nate blushed and made a face running his tongue over his teeth. "I just can't believe I'm actually turning into you"

Emma smiled and nodded.

"They feel softer…lighter. Somehow I can already tell that they're softer" Nate lifted his toes.

"They should be haha! I spend a lot of time and money on them but…that's your problem now" Emma said smiling and pointing at Nate, ending with her tapping him on the nose.

Nate felt different. The obvious thing was his physical changes but there was something else at work in him. She was talking down to him and he wasn't going to do anything about it. He could grumble internally but he knew that she was in a position of power over him.

"I can’t stop this and I can't complain. I have always wanted to be a woman deep down" he admitted to himself "And no one would ever believe this anyway"

Nate took in his new size in comparison to his previous size. Now he understood intimidation even when it was overt. Now he understood why women could be scared of a guy his size.

"Oh…" Emma said with a curious smile on her face "My feet are growing. I can feel them moving inside my shoes"

Emma looked down, fascinated. Inside her socks and shoes, her feet were spreading wider. Her toes were growing thicker, longer and larger. Hairs poked out of her big toes and on the tops of her feet as her toenail polish faded away.

The bright white polish vanished, leaving behind thicker opaque male nails.

Emma lifted her toes seeing the ends of the black wingtip shoes rise up in response.

The changes were continuing up their legs.

Emma could feel her ankles pop. Her calves were bulking up and she smirked as her socks pulled up tightly on their own. Hair was bursting out all up and down her previously shaved legs.

Her thighs, already longer, now gained a sturdier, more muscular build as her curves, built upon soft fat, transitioned into a straighter, masculine build.

Nate leaned forward to get a clear view of his lower legs. They were lifting up, trimming up and thinning with a nice, gentle feminine curve to them. Once again, he could feel a softness coming into them.

All of his leg hairs were vanishing leaving behind nothing but smooth soft skin in its wake.

Definitely women's legs. Nate saw his knees round and shrink inward but his thighs came outward. He felt a warmth as his thighs filled out, muscles turning to fat but tightening the skirt over his suddenly curvaceous legs.

Nate felt his soft inner thighs come together in the tight garment; there was a give there that had never been there before with his previously hard legs. It was a pleasant feeling.

He couldn't help himself as his hands went to examine his body. Both hands went to his thighs. He felt the soft skirt fabric but his hands pressed down through that to squeeze his new thighs.

Nate’s jaw dropped as his hands ran down further and touched bare skin and flesh.

He jumped slightly as nerves and muscles reacted "Oh my God" he muttered.

Nate had Emma’s legs. As his mind tried to comprehend such a change, he felt the skirt tightening over his hips and ass as they began to spread outward.

"Mmmmm Nate. More and more of our bodies are changing…this isn't going to take very long and then I'll be you and you'll be me" Emma said "I like it so far. Im really looking forward to not only being a part of the Old Boys Club but now that I'm thinking about it and it's becoming real, there's a lot more that's coming up that I'm really excited to try and do"

Nate looked a bit confused before Emma continued.

Her hips were narrowing and pulling in, taking away more of her hourglass curves. Her ass was deflating too creating a much straighter and boxy build.

She pointed to Nate’s left hand as she held up her own. "I see we're both married. I hope you're okay with getting a husband and 2 kids under the age of 5"

Nate cocked his head.

"Yeah…you're the wife in the relationship now. And everything that comes with that. I want to experience sex as a guy really bad. I hope your wife is small because that's just going to add to it for me. Having this size, being so much bigger than my wife"

"Um…um yeah, my, uh…well, your wife is only 5'2" and my kids are teenagers" Nate managed to spit out.

"Have you ever thought about what if you got to have sex as a woman?" Emma asked with a curious smile "What it's going to feel like. You on your back…your husband is 6"4 and he's putting his dick in your pussy?" She sounded gleeful "Mmm so deep inside you. You're getting all worked up, feeling your orgasm building up and then,  he shoots his hot load inside of you and then you flick your bean until you cum. Oh girl…just think about it! We're about to get to see the other side! What an opportunity! What an experience! I'm going to have a dick! And I get to give you my vagina I return. What a trade…trade lives, bodies…" Emma slapped at her narrow, boxy hips and her flat ass.

Nate flinched but just a slight twitch. His hips pulled out, stretching the skirt out. His ass began to inflate, rising up and out. He could feel the panties curving and gripping his ass cheeks. His skirt pushed out as his bubble butt formed up firm and pert.

Nate had noticed Emma’s ass jiggling as they began their tour. The guy in him knew she had a great ass and legs. He had admired them; now, he had them.

Emma laughed as Nate’s hands squeezed his plump ass knowing how much his balance and center of gravity had just been altered. She already preferred how her new body felt.

But it was the next change that sealed it for her.

Emma felt a strong pressing sensation in her lower abdomen. She looked to Nate and saw him leaning forward with a strained look on his face before he put his hands to just below his waistband and he pressed down.

"Oh. Ooooohhhhh" Emma said "Buckle up. We're about to go to the Twilight Zone" she laughed and looked down to the bulge at the front of Nate’s skirt "That’s coming to me"

Nate looked down; he fully understood what was about to happen but it struck him that he was about to truly flip genders with Emma.

The pressure he was feeling was his reproduction system rewriting itself, reprogramming.

Nate felt his testicles rising up, pulling closer and closer to his body as they shrank down.

His penis felt numb and it was going soft after having been ramrod straight. He gasped as a slit opened in his skin "Ohmygod!" He exclaimed as he froze up, almost afraid to move.

Nate’s testicles shot up and backward into his body. His eyes bulged at the strangeness of the sensations he was feeling. He could feel them as they trailed back through his body, transforming into ovaries, trailing fallopian tubes.

His sperm cells changed into eggs as his penis shrank back inside as well. The skin and mass of it spread out inside of him creating a uterus.

"Ah" he squeaked as the opening spread forming a vagina, vulva; a fully functioning female anatomy with the head of his penis forming into his clitoris.

It engorged as skin folded over it, enveloping it as nerve endings doubled in number and sensitivity.

The pressure concentrated in Emma, right in the front as things felt pushed forward inside of her.

A hard mass was building just below her skin. She jerked as her clit slipped down and formed into the head of her penis. It grew and grew just at the precipice of her vaginal lips.

"Whoa Jesus!" She exclaimed as mass built up behind it and pushed it forward.

The head became mushroom shaped and her shaft thickened. Veins pulsate, her dick throbbed as it grew long, thick and erect.

Emma felt it pushing out her boxers and hitting resistance with her pants. "Jesus Christ!" She grimaced as her ovaries sprang forward. A collection of skin was waiting to check them, form around them in a sack and lower them down as her new testicles.

Her skin closed up as she now possessed fully functional male anatomy.

"Oh my God" she muttered. "Ohmygod" her left hand slapped at her dick. She pressed it against her pants and her thigh "Oh this is amazing. Oh haha…I can flex it! I can make it twitch!"

Nate gently shook his head, more in shock than anything that Emma was doing discovering new found prowess.

"I'm a woman anatomically. I could get pregnant. I'm going to have a period. I'm a female at my sexual peak" he thought. His hand grazed over his now flat front. For the first time in his life, nothing protruded out from him. "It's impossible" he thought "How can I have a vagina now? How could I just turn into this woman? How is she going to be me?"

Emma turned her gaze on Nate. She shook her head "Un…fucking…believable. Dude. You're not a dude anymore. I am" she chuckled. Her laugh and voice sounded deeper yet not fully Nate’s voice yet. "I think I'm going to do better as a guy and I think you're going to make a better woman than I did"

"Why do you think that?" Nate asked, his voice sounded different too.

Emma shrugged "Just a hunch"

Emma’s stomach and waist fluttered. "You'll get used to it" she added as her stomach and waist pushed out. Nate was flat stomached but, nearly 90 pounds were transferring between the two of them.

"Get used to being you? Get used to being a woman?" Nate asked as his waist dipped inward and his stomach softened.

"Yeah. Like getting thrown into a pool; you'll learn to swim real fast" Emma teased "I just think it's going to be an easier transition for me going to be a guy. There's less specific knowledge needed to pull this off as opposed to becoming female. You need to become an expert on make-up and clothes and skin care and shaving parts of your body you've never shaved before" she laughed.

Emma’s shoulders spread out broader, making her fill out her shirt even better, making the men's cut shirt filled with a man's shaped body.

Nate’s shoulders pulled inward. They rounded and narrowed, taking his upper back in with them. His blouse was now roomy. He was missing the key element to wearing a women's blouse.

He was acutely aware of the empty bra hanging on his chest. He felt the straps on his shoulders, the stretchy spandex at his sides and back and he could now easily make out the silhouette of the cups on his front.

Emma’s breasts protruded out. Held in check by her plain white undershirt, they had been lost in her big clothing at first. But as she had grown into her clothes and they had become tighter and more fit to her size, her breasts had come out.

"I'm not a busty girl" Emma said realizing what was about to happen "but I'm sure there's enough there that you'll be satisfied. No back problems or excessive underboob sweat" she sold the merits of her size 34B breasts to Nate "Not flat but not obnoxious you know"

Nate just gaped at her.

"Oh!" She said "I feel something stirring on my chest"

Emma felt a numbness creeping over her breasts. Her nipples simply lost all feeling in them and they began to shrink down smaller.

Her areolas shrank as well and she felt her breasts bounce. Like they did one last jiggle and then they tightened up.

Emma lost the feeling of softness there as they began to shrink down.

More muscles built up at the expense of the fat that they had been.

Smaller and smaller they dwindled, losing mass and pulling backwards into her flattened chest.

More hairs poked out as her breasts went to nearly nothing. Pectoral muscles took over at that point. Emma no longer had female breasts. Her chest was now completely Nate’s.

Emma slapped her chest feeling nothing moving beyond what her hands moved. No extra sensations and no extra flesh and mass.

Nate, on the other hand, was about to get the opposite; two full, soft, round breasts were just now beginning to take shape.

Nate flinched, feeling a quick pinch in each of his nipples. They swelled up as his areolas spread slightly wider.

A new sensitivity rushed forward making his mouth water. He shuddered and shivered despite trying to maintain composure, but these new sensations were now combining with the earlier changes and his body was suddenly on fire. Waves of pleasure were building up beneath his skirt. A new fluttering as muscles contracted and twitched, turning on a kind of new feeling.

Flesh loosened as mass began to build and form up. At first, it was just enough to puff his nipples out. Then more came on giving them a bit more heft and circumference.

More.

Steadily now they grew bigger. Nate became aware of their weight and presence. No denying them as an underside formed and ribbed against the satin fabric of the cups of the bra.

The bra was filling up slowly but Nate was fully feeling his breasts being supported by the cups.

A bit of pull against his shoulders as the straps began to dig in, adjusting to the weight.

He flinched again as his nipples brushed the front of the cups. Then, they were pressing in tighter as the bra was nearly full.

Nate looked down at the mounds on his chest. He looked at his cleavage as it grew; the lines getting longer as his breasts came to their full size. "Aaaahhhh!" He let out again as they settled in. He did the quick grab and adjust and his knees buckled. The sensations were overwhelming. His mind was reeling, trying to comprehend and keep up.

Nate’s body was almost completely changed into Emma’s. "This is so unreal" he muttered.

"It's our new reality" Emma reminded him "This is the most alive I think I've ever felt"

Emma’s arms bulked up as Nate’s trimmed down. Muscles built up on Emma as they slimmed away on Nate.

The changes ran down to their hands. Their wrists changed and in a blink, their rings disappeared.

Nate’s simple gold wedding band and Emma’s silver band which was combined with her diamond engagement ring vanished only to quickly reappear on each other's left ring finger.

The thick gold band was loose around Emma’s finger, a few sizes too big, but not for long.

She chuckled watching her hands inflate. She slowly drummed her fingers one by one as she watched her fingers lengthen and thicken.

Her ring finger filled out. She felt it brushed up against the ring at first before they grew snug against one another.

Emma’s white nail polish began to fade. She could see it slowly vanishing from her fingers unlike her obscured toes. "That's cool" she noted as her nails flattened and the ends went uneven; a distinctly male trait.

Her hands were big, the skin was rough and she spread them out as wide as she could "Jesus…" she mumbled, taking in their width.

Nate felt a pinch as Emma’s super tight rings clamped around his finger "Ouch!" He snipped holding his fingers splayed apart but his jaw dropped watching his fingers slim down.

There was a bulge where the rings sat that steadily went down as Nate’s fingers turned into Emma’s. In a matter of seconds, the rings fit perfectly.

Nate’s hands shrank and grew soft. His fingers, now dainty, held steady as his nails rose up into well manicured ovals with filed and even ends. Bright white nail polish appeared to match the color on his toes.

He flipped his hands over, staring at his milky white palms, noticing the difference in the lines on them.

Nate heard Emma’s muttering "Yeah, my hands are 9 and ¾ inches. That's NFL quarterback size"

"Jesus " she repeated.

Emma looked over at Nate. Their bodies had swapped. Just their heads remained their own but already they both felt the tingling setting in.

"Almost there…" she said, running her hand over her throat as a lump formed up and pushed forward. A bit of confusion washed over Emma’s small, feminine features as she dealt with how an Adam's Apple felt.

Her hair still hung down; an odd sight, the combination of masculine body and feminine face and hair.

Just as odd was the heads-up look of Nate’s masculine face and hair atop a very feminine body.

Nate’s scalp itched. He felt movement there as his hair began to grow out.

His part shifted from the right hand side to straight down the middle. The gray hairs turned blonde to highlight the natural chestnut brown that the rest of his previously light brown hair was turning.

His growing hair crept down over his neck and past his ears. Down to chin length, then beyond, down to his shoulders.

This new feminine style framed his face as it too finally began to change.

Emma wanted to dig at her scalp as the itching there intensified.

Her hair lifted up, rising off her shoulders as it rapidly pulled back inward. Up to her chin, off her neck, exposing her ears.

Emma’s hair lightened in color as it shortened, especially at her neck and sides. Her part shifted to the right as gray peppered in.

Emma’s face widened, growing broader as her forehead rose. Two lines etched in; lines she rolled away as a woman, she would now wear with carefree pride.

Her jawline jutted outward and her chin rounded and became more prominent and pronounced and she could feel things moving beneath the surface.

Her teeth ached as they began to shift and grow larger inside her mouth. Starting at her front teeth, they rearranged in shape and size, setting off a chain reaction that worked backwards through the rest of her teeth ending as her back molars situated themselves in their new respective forms.

Emma’s lips spread out longer and slightly larger just before hair began to poke through.

A mustache and goatee grew out fully in brown and gray hairs as Emma rubbed and tugged at it.

Nate’s face shimmered as it shrank down smaller. His features began to soften immediately.

His forehead narrowed and smoothed out. His jawline softened and slimmed as his chin came to a point and pulled in.

His facial hair began to thin and dissipate as his lips softened, becoming small and delicate.

His teeth shrank down, whitening and strengthening and straightening as they rearranged themselves inside his shrinking mouth.

Nate’s back molars reshaped and squeezed inward creating a chain reaction all the way to his front teeth. His canines sharpened as his tongue shrank.

Nate’s ears shrank down and his cheeks rose up more prominently as Emma’s ears grew and her cheeks flattened out.

Their skin tones changed, Emma felt her skin grow tougher as Nate’s grew supple.

Their noses changed shape and size. Nate’s shrank as Emma’s grew. The width and bridges swapped down to their flared nostrils.

Emma felt her glasses shift on her new nose and ears as her eyebrows lightened and thinned.

Her eyelashes changed and a dryness set into her eyes forcing them shut. She felt a shift, her glasses felt different.

Nate’s eyebrows darkened and grew bolder, arching and twitching on their own. His eyelashes changed and a dryness forced his green eyes shut.

His glasses slipped down his smaller ears, nose and overall smaller face until they didn't. He felt a shift, his glasses not only fit, they felt different, sitting differently than before.

Emma blinked her now green eyes open behind gray wire rimmed frames as opposed to her trademark big black frames. It only took a blink of her eyes to find her old glasses. On Nate.

Nate blinked his now brown eyes open instantly aware of them being behind big black frames.

A sudden stillness surrounded them like all the air and sound had been sucked away. They had been consumed by an electricity as they swapped but now they were aware that was gone too.

Both Nate and Emma shivered. It was over. They had totally swapped bodies, clothes, and lives with one another. Nate was Emma and Emma was Nate.

"Hhhhoooollllyyyy sssshhhiiitt" Nate said as his hand clapped over his mouthing shock at the voice that had just came from it. "Is that my voice?! Ohmygod it is!"

He took a few staggering steps, still barefoot and feeling his skirt tugging at his thighs.

His whole body moved differently and as he struggled and staggered, Emma stood in awe, a satisfied look on her face as she put her long arms out in front of her.

"I'm you! I'm really you! Holy Fuck! How am I…?"

Emma looked down at the panicking Nate. Their eyes met and they both went into a trance.

Essential knowledge transferred between them. Just what they needed to pass as the other. Job knowledge came first followed by family and friend recognition. Knowledge of where they lived and possessions, personal histories, schooling, interests and special trivial knowledge like favorite bands and movies. Passwords, nicknames…all kinds of things were now shared knowledge to them.

Nate staggered backwards shaking his head,  his long hair flowing around him.

Emma rubbed her head even more confident and comfortable with her new life. "God, I'm looking forward to this" she said in her deep voice.

Nate just searched for words. He was still himself but he was now Emma too.

Emma adjusted her tie "We should head to your office" she suggested. "I mean now that I've gotten the tour that is"

Nate glared but realized he had no recourse. He found his heels and slipped his feet into them, raising up taller. He felt them gripping his heels as his toes pressed into the front ends of them but he also found himself able to walk in them with his shared Emma knowledge.

He led the way back out into the main office area as Emma followed, enjoying every second of it.

Dale was walking their way. He totally ignored Nate, never even glanced at him while extending a hand and a smile towards Emma. "Dale Martin. Nice to meet you"

"Nate Frey. Nice to meet you too" they shook hands, Emma’s grip trying to be as strong as possible.

"How was your drive in this morning?" Dale asked.

"Good, no problems except the usual traffic once I hit the 580" Emma replied.

"I hope Emma here has been a good Hostess so far"

"Oh absolutely!" Emma replied looking over at Nate who stood smiling a few steps away. "She's been very informative about what you need…it's all in our potential. We were just on our way to her office to get the specifics"

"Great. Make sure she gets you the most recent email" Dale said

"Oh I wi" Nate began to say only to get cut off.

"She's great with the technical support. Anything you need from us once you get back, don't hesitate to contact her. But it's good to put a face with a name right" Dale said, still locked in on Emma.

Emma was dying laughing internally. "Dale is being such a prick!" She thought "But how is that different from any other day?"

She also loved that she was about 3 inches taller than him which she knew would bother him.

"Yeah. It's nice to come out and meet people face to face. You really get a chance to actually know them, right Emma?" Emma said.

Nate rocked back on his right heel "Oh absolutely"

Dale now turned to Nate. "Once you finish up with Mr. Frey, you need to finish up your presentation for Peters"

"I thought Jason was working on that now" Nate replied.

"You need to finish up the slides"

"Oookkaay" Nate replied "Am I doing the presentation?"

"Just finish up with Mr. Frey and then finish the slides" he said softly yet very firmly before turning back to Emma.

Emma heard every word and then caught his eye roll; guy code, as he returned to talking directly to her. "I get an attitude from that one. I hope she was friendly to you" He said barely above a whisper but yet loud enough that he knew Nate heard him.

Nate did hear him and a feeling of frustration and shock ran through him "He's such an asshole!" He thought instinctively.

The competing parts of his dual personality both kicked in. The knowing and frustration from Emma and the shock from Nate.

"Is this how she's always treated?" He asked himself "is this how I'm going to be treated? And talked to? Talked down to…used?"

Emma just smiled and nodded "Like I said, I know we can do this upgrade. I'll stay in contact with Emma here but I'll keep you up to date on.our progress and the roll out date"

"Sounds good. Like I said, you need anything, contact Emma…nice to meet you" Another handshake "I will" Emma said and Dale was off.

Nate looked incredulously at Emma who simply nodded.

"Get used to it. That's your boss now. Part of your life. God I am NOT going to miss it. So many things…so many things different for me now" Emma said to Nate who was still in a state of shock.

They made their way to Emma’s office. They exchanged phone numbers and then, Emma walked out of her own life.

She made her way to what was now her car and drove away.

Nate watched her go. His mind screamed out in confusion and disbelief as he walked her to the door.

Then, he was alone.

"I'm dreaming. I'm hallucinating" he told himself "There's absolutely no way I'm actually a 34 year old woman named Emma Seager now. That's impossible" he told gas his heels clicked against the tile floor as he walked back to his office.

But it wouldn't end. He had to sit and cross his ankles and turn on his PowerPoint and finish up the last few slides of the Peters Presentation.

He attached it to an email to Dale and he CC'd Jason on it too.

As Nate waited for a response, he took a deep breath. He flipped his hair back and looked down.

Breasts in a blouse. He rolled back in his chair. Bare legs in a skirt and high heels. Plump ass in a seat. White fingernails as he typed. White toenails pressed against the tips of his heels.

He slipped his right foot out and he examined it. He squeezed it, ran his fingers over his toes testing the softness of them compared to the hardness of his nails.

An envelope popped up of a new email

'Thanks. Jason and I will be meeting with Peters at 2'

Nate felt rage building up "Fuck!" He muttered "I always knew that asshole would take credit for my work. He always does this!"

She grit her teeth and tapped her left foot in irritation. "Fuck them and Fuck this!" She growled before sitting back in her chair.

"Holy shit. This is what Emma was talking about. All of it…already. I…" Nate rolled back and looked down again at her body.

It all hit her/him.

He started to shake. He felt tears welling up, a panic attack was on deck. "What am I going to do?" He thought.

Nate gathered enough strength to stand up and walk to an isolated bathroom across the office that was rarely used.

Very self-conscious of his walk. His ass jiggling with each clack of his heels. His breasts gently shifting just enough in his bra. His long hair tickling his ears.

Once inside, he gasped.

Everything hit him all at once. The absolute improbability of his situation. His mind swirled searching for answers and explanations. Fear and anxiety built up in thinking about going forward.

Nate stared into the mirror at his reflection, gripping the sink tightly. The pretty woman in the mirror stares back. It hit him. "I can’t let Emma down. I can't. I can't quit. I can't give up. I have to do this. As strange and other worldly as this feels…this is me now. This is my life. This is my body. I have a lot of her mind and memories to guide me. I can do this. It's weird, no doubt about it. You didn't wake up this morning thinking that this would be where you were going to be, but here you are"

Nate allowed himself to go deeper.

"Ever since puberty hit, you always wondered what if you were a woman. Now, you are. That dream came true. Enjoy this. Explore this. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Don't let it slip through your hands. You could never admit this to anyone but yourself but you wanted this exact thing to happen. Just because it actually did, you got all freaked out. Look at yourself. You're gorgeous! Of the women in the world, you swapped bodies with one who is genuinely good looking. I know it's scary to think that you now have a husband and 2 kids but you can do this" he gave himself a pep talk and started to calm down.

She went into the stall and did what she needed to do while he got slightly aroused by every little thing that was new or different.

Nate made her way out to her office. She saw and definitely heard the commotion of the group from Peters arriving. Dale and Jason making fools of themselves leading the, of course, 3 men, into the conference room.

Nate acted like she was working but mostly, he was just talking to himself, running through what could be next for him in all of this. Her email or instant messaging never went off and she watched them leave.

Nate started to get nervous as 5 o'clock came around. He punched out and went to her car to drive home.

He knew her husband was a teacher and always home before her so it was straight into the fire once he got to her house.

He switched out shoes into a pair of simple canvas slip on sneakers still absolutely floored that those were his feet now. What they looked like, what they felt like…so small and all his.

Nate let the Emma part of him take over. Her instincts drifted to the forefront as she pulled into the driveway.

"Mommy!" Emma heard her 5 year old daughter yell as she ran to her.

Immediately down into a kneel to get a hug and listen to a rush of how her day was followed by the 3 year old daughter catching up.

Both girls followed her on her heels. She just smiled at her husband Caleb, gave him a little finger wave as she walked by.

Into the bedroom, the girls jumped on the bed as Emma changed clothes. Caleb was taking Tacos and she wasn't going to ruin her best blouse.

Out of her blouse and skirt, down to just black panties and a nude colored bra, the 3 girls had a full conversation.

She put on denim shorts and a plain orange top and she pulled her hair back into a ponytail.

"What wine goes with tacos?" She asked coming back down the hall.

"Tequila" her husband answered.

"Then margaritas it is" she started getting a mix out of the freezer and the blender.

"Your day went that good huh? Peters Presentation didn't go well?" Caleb asked gingerly.

Emma stared into the blender "I don't know. The Peters Presentation never happened for me. Dale and Jason did it…"

"Oh God, I'm sorry"

Emma waved him off "I did all the work and they got the glory. Nothing new. Same shit different day" she forced a sarcastic smile. "I got to take a vendor from our software provider on a tour and go over our planned upgrade instead" she finished through gritted teeth pouring in a large portion of alcohol. "Nice enough guy. But NOT what I was planning to do today"

Caleb gave her a sympathetic look and a shake of his head.

Nate ground down the ice and watched the man next to him. He was tall, the same height he had been this morning. Dark brown hair and beard, he looked huge in comparison to his new stature.

Nate tapped into Emma’s comfort level with him and he dove into her memories.

He stirred some rice and beans while Caleb stirred the meat. She went and started getting everything else out. Shells, lettuce, cheese, sauces. She poured drinks for the two of them before getting juice for the kids.

She got the kids plates ready, making them up just like they liked it, no red flags at all.

She talked some more as they ate about her frustration.

After cleaning up, she played with the girls and texted some friends and scrolled social media while her husband went for a jog and did his own thing on his phone while also checking on the girls.

Kids in bed, changed into just a tank top along with panties, she lay there heart pounding. But it was just a quick kiss and a Goodnight as they curled up.

Sleep didn't come easily despite being extremely tired. She wondered how Emma was doing. She hadn't gotten a text from him and she didn't want to seem needy but she had to think about what was happening in her old life.

Nate awoke the next morning with a start. His heart took off as he recreated the day before and confirmed where he actually was and who she actually was. Hair in her face, white fingernails, weight on her chest, even feeling her bladder yell at her felt differently.

But reflection time would wait as getting herself and her kids ready took precedence.

High waist black pants with a thick belt and a sleeveless green top along with black flats today.

The girls were ready to go when her Mom came over to pick them up for the day.

"Hey Mom" Emma said as she came inside.

Seeing her closest relative in this body kind of shocked Nate. He could see their resemblance, Mother and daughter, what she would look like in 30 years.

"Hey…are the girls ready?" Carol Richards asked.

"Yep. Both are going to the bathroom" Emma replied.

Emma got into her routine. It was still fresh and exciting, scary and nerve wracking, yet familiar and comfortable.

A week passed. Emma texted her old phone number to check in on Nate. 'Hey. How's it going?'

Two hours later she got a response 'Hey! Doing great haha. How are you doing?'

Emma’s heart jumped, just to be texting with her former self. 'I'm doing good too. Really getting used to it'

'Great, glad you're adjusting'

'I just wanted to check in with you' Emma replied.

'Doing good' was all she got back.

Emma put her phone down "Well that didn't go like I thought it would" she thought. She was confused and wary and frankly a bit scared. She had no idea if this was to be her future but by the sound of it, the old Emma didn't want to even talk to her.

She got up and padded to the bathroom in a daze, her mind running between excitement and fear.

She was feeling a bit bloated and cramped. The Emma part knew exactly what was coming but that was adding to Nate’s overwhelmed feeling; an absolute overload of hormones.

She had put on a liner earlier and sure enough, she had started her period. She put in a tampon for the first time and the 5,000th time simultaneously.

Emma doom scrolled on her phone the rest of the evening.

The following day at work, an all company meeting was called.

Mr. Lykovitz stood up and announced that they had gotten the Peters contract.

Dale and Jason went up and bragged endlessly.

Emma stayed standing about halfway back on the left hand side. She was never mentioned or even looked at.

She was furious. The Nate part of her diminished as her emotions as Emma solidified. She returned to her desk seething. She texted her husband and some friends, who offered to take her out drinking after work. She accepted.

"It's such bullshit!" She told her friends Rachel and Casey as they sat around drinking really strong mixed drinks.

"Oh and me being told I'm flat chested by everyone isn't?" Rachel replied. Emma nodded sympathetically, knowing all the comments about body type and clothing…

"And when I put on my glasses 'Oh sexy librarian! You should smile more' " Casey rolled her eyes.

"Here's to us girls" Emma toasted them. Their glasses clicked "Still fighting misogyny and the Patriarchy and we always will"

It was another two days when Emma’s work phone went off. "Hello, LME technologies, how can I help you?" She answered.

"Hello Emma " Emma’s blood ran cold.

"Hey…how's it going?" She asked the all too familiar voice on the other end.

"Good. Great actually haha. Do you have a few minutes?" Nate asked.

"Sure. Of course I do, what's up?" Emma said.

"Well officially I'm calling to tell you that we have everything set to go for phase 1 of the upgrade. We're hoping that we can run the initial process next Tuesday night after hours and we'll be online Wednesday as everyone reboots. I'll be sending an email to all the upper ups later but I wanted to give you the heads up so you can hit up Dale and all of them before they hear it from me" Nate said.

"Well thank you very much" Emma answered.

"And I wanted to check in and apologize for the other day when you texted me. I was kind of short…but I was in the middle of something and you kind of caught me off guard. I wasn't expecting to hear from you"

"Oh that's understandable. I know it was kind of out of the blue but I was thinking about it and figured I should check in" Emma said nervously.

She was on edge, finding herself on guard talking to her former self.

"Sorry about that. We have a bond that should be an open door I guess. I just. Well, it was just that. Look, I'm going to be honest with you. I'm really enjoying being you and I was afraid that you popping up in my texts meant…"

"No. No pressure on anything! God no" Emma replied realizing that the source of her nerves was the thought of having to give up being Emma and having to go back. She didn't want to yet. "I'm really enjoying being you too"

Nate sighed "God that's a relief. I'm sorry but the thought of going back to being Emma was stressing me out"

"I don't want to go back to being Nate" Emma admitted out loud "Even though you were right" she recapped the entire Peters fiasco.

Nate chuckled at the end "I'm sorry but I did tell you"

"I know, I know" Emma replied. "I also just finished up my period"

"Oooo…how was that?" Nate asked.

"Not as bad as I thought it would be" she admitted.

"Good. I was very happy to skip it" Nate laughed. "Is your office door closed?"

"Yes it is" Emma confirmed.

"Good, then we can talk freely. I'll be back in your office again in about 6 weeks. We can set up the official time today as part of our call but I wanted to talk before that"

"Of course" Emma replied.

"So…you like being a woman?" Nate asked.

Emma felt suddenly very nervous and very self-conscious of her answers, like she was being judged. For some reason she thought that Nate had it in him to decide her fate. "Yes…do you like being a man?"

"Absolutely!" Nate responded instantly and Emma felt a bit overwhelmed at ease "I can see how much easier I have it now and I love it. Having been a woman for 34 years; I already know after 2 weeks that prefer being a man"

"Good" Emma replied.

"You can't actually prefer being a woman?" Nate said. "You have to be aware of how different things are for you now. Especially from how you were treated by that prick Dale"

"Yeah, I know. But…" she trailed off trying to find the right words, she sighed and composed herself "...I have never felt better in my entire life. For the first time, I actually feel like myself. I feel comfortable. I feel confident. I feel…right"

"Like how you're supposed to be. You finally found yourself " Nate added.

"Yes!" Emma replied "like I'm finally who I'm supposed to be"

"Me too" Nate offered. "I didn't know just how deep my unhappiness was until I changed places with you. It was an epiphany"

"I haven't done everything I want to do yet as a woman. There's so much more for me"

"Like I said, I'll be in town in about 6 weeks. We'll meet for lunch as part of my visit and we can talk some more at that point " Nate said "But I wanted to get it out there in the open today. I really hope we don't switch back"

"Me too. I don't want to go back. I want these to be my shoes forever" Emma said.

"Good. Then we're in agreement. I don't want to be a woman and you do want to be one"

"Exactly"

"We'll talk again soon" Nate said "Goodbye Emma"

"Bye Nate"

Emma was exhausted. She nearly melted out of her chair, overwhelmed by emotion. Bit right then and there, she decided tonight was the night she would make love to her husband.

She hadn't had sex yet in this body. It hadn't felt right yet. She wasn't comfortable enough. Now she knew she had to, to be sure.

Life was busy, things hadn't aligned in that way yet but for Emma to truly be sure that this was the life she wanted for all time, she would make time.

Emma sent out the email recapping her software update and spent most of the afternoon lost in thought.

She was wearing a long, loose tan skirt, nude heels and a black short sleeve top. Emma sat back and crossed her left leg over her right, flexing her left ankle, feeling her foot inside her heel.

She had a new mani pedi over the past weekend. Her toes and fingers were currently a jade green color.

Her heel popped out. She looked down at her smooth skin, the wrinkles on her arch as the heel balanced on her toes "I'll do whatever I need to…I don't want to go back. I won't give up this body. I will never be a man ever again. Just the thought grosses me out. Have that thing hanging between my legs" she shivered "Hairy legs…big feet…God No!"

Emma headed home and had a typical evening, getting the kids down to sleep. She was lying in bed when her husband came in and curled up behind her. He brought his hand over her side and she took it in hers.

He rubbed his thumb over the gel nail polish on her thumb.

Emma rolled over to face him, her heart pounded away as she put her forehead against his and gave him a soft "hey"

Caleb smiled "hey" he replied as she leaned in and kissed him

Her lips gave off a different sensation feeling his soft beard against her face. Their noses rubbed as her tongue flicked out and into his mouth.

The warmth that surged through Emma was more intense than anything she had ever felt as a guy. She was turned on. She felt her pussy lubricating. Her clit throbbed as her husband’s hand reached around and squeezed her ass.

Emma’s hands went down and gave Caleb's erect dick a quick playful tug "God I want you inside me" she said to her own surprise.

Any doubt and inhibitions were gone. This was her husband and it had been too long.

Calera his hand through her hair and then over her back. She craved his touch.

Each touch of his hands made her love him a little bit more. A hand resting on her soft hip. She couldn't get enough of his kisses; they continued more passionately. He kissed down her neck, over to her ear which got a light nibble.

His hands went to her breasts and Emma gasped in pleasure. But as his hands trailed down over her stomach and then between her legs, she found another level of gratification and delight.

Emma moned as Caleb demonstrated a deft touch around her clit, rubbing it to stimulate her. She was wet and he smirked in satisfaction as he slipped two fingers inside to tease her.

Emma’s muscles all relaxed at once and she went limp in the best way possible. Her back arched and she bent and took his dick in her mouth.

A few quick ups and downs and she flipped him on his back and she mounted him.

Her thighs trembled at his touch as she straddled him. The ever so slightest hesitation as the tip of his penis rubbed against her lips. Then she eased her hips down and took his full 8 inches inside her.

Emma now knew what sex should feel like. What she had been missing her whole life.

Her hips began a rhythmic up and down. Feeling her husband inside her, her body in full ecstasy, she was quickly approaching orgasm.

She picked up speed, feeling Caleb swelling and twitching inside her. Her muscles were clenched and twitching all over her body. She broke out in a sweat.

Caleb rose up and they froze still. She felt him cum inside her. The head of his penis up tight inside her up against the walls, exploding his load out into her.

Emma came seconds later. A full body and mind experience of pure joy, happiness and satisfaction. She felt fulfilled. Finally, everything felt right.

Her body twitched and shivered but eventually, they were both spent and she eased down and lay on top of Caleb. She could feel his heart beating through her own chest. Her modest breasts pressed down against him.

She felt him shrinking down inside her and she giggled and kissed him deeply and passionately. "I love you" she said to her husband.

"I love you too Emma" he answered.

Emma spaced out. Her mind reeled, went a million miles away and snapped back. She got a chill and she shivered from head to toe.

"Are you okay?" Caleb jokingly asked.

Emma popped up, a huge smile on her face. Her movement made them come apart and a gush of everything inside of her came out on Caleb's stomach.

"Yes! I…I've never been better!" She laughed and nuzzled Caleb giggling and kissing him in unadulterated joy.

Her little spell had been a spiritual experience. One that she came back with an answer. The answer she wanted. The answer that made her eternally grateful and happy.

She was Emma forever. She was 200% certain that they would never switch back.

6 weeks later…

Emma’s heels clicked over the tile as she made her way to the reception area. She rounded the corner and saw a familiar smiling face.

"I knew it was you just from the cadence of your steps haha" Nate Frey said smiling.

Emma rocked forward in her black 3" heels. "I wore these just for you" she teased him.

"Oh I bet you did" Nate replied.

"Comeon back to my office; we can talk there"

Nate looked around curiously as he followed Emma back. Once behind closed doors he laughed "God you're short!"

"No…you're too tall. I wouldn't change my height for anything" Emma replied, taking a seat. Her long black and white skirt was cut high along the side to allow her room to cross her legs. She saw Nate’s eye roam to her calf.

Emma smirked "So…how are you doing?"

Nate smiled back "Never been better. You?"

"I've never been happier in my life than I have been these last two months" she nodded.

"Good. That's exactly what I was hoping to hear" Nate replied.

"I would fight you if you said you wanted to change back" Emma warned him playfully.

"I can tell haha. No…I don't want to change back either. And…I don't think we could anyway. I feel pretty locked in"

"I absolutely agree. I had a moment several weeks ago where I just…got this certain feeling that I didn't have to worry anymore. This was me now, for the rest of my life. It was truly my life"

Nate just nodded "I know" was all he said. "I actually feel like this is who I'm supposed to be. Who I was always supposed to be"

"Then it's settled" Emma replied feeling a huge weight lifted from her.

"Yes Emma…set in stone"

"Ha…Emma Stone" Emma chuckled "I wish I looked like Emma Stone…"