Meridian

Dave stood by the limo as the private jet roared on up the tarmac. The gust from the jet engines was enough to blow off Dave's footing, but he was a professional and professionals do not budge.

The bodyguard was given a brief memo today from the CEO of Meridian International, Charles Vincent, that his experiment had been a complete success and that his most trusted bodyguard, Dave, should be expecting him to arrive in a different form, and that he is under strict orders to trust that no matter what, if a person comes up to him today claiming to be Charles Vincent, to act towards them as if they are Charles Vincent. It must have been one crazy experiment.

The plane halted a few feet from the limo and lowered the staircase. Out walked a beautiful woman, she was dressed in a designer dress and walked with more power and confidence than any woman Dave had met before in his life.

"Dave," she said approaching the car. "Nice to see you again. How do I look?"

"Excuse me miss, I don't believe we've met." Dave said sternly.

"Did you not get the memo?"

"I did get a memo."

"Did you get the second memo?"

"I only got one miss."

"You didn't get the second memo?" She said pulling out her phone. "Somebody's getting fired it looks like." She typed out a quick email and put her phone back into her purse. "Problem solved. Now Dave, what did the first memo say?"

"To treat anyone who claims to be Mr. Vincent as if they are Mr. Vincent today."

"Good, good. Well Dave, I am Mr. Vincent. The boys in the lab have been helping me find a fountain of youth. This is the answer, a brand new body!" Charles said. "This should have been explained in the second memo with a detailed report. This body is only temporary for now, she's just some random model we paid off, thought I'd give the female form a spin for a weekend to see what it's like. But this is the answer Dave, we solved death! This calls for a little celebration, don't ya think?"

"I agree Mis-ter Vincent," Dave gulped. "Where too?"

"The usual of course," Charles said setting himself into the rear seat of the limo. "Oh, and you can call my Charlie."

"Of course Charlie."

The Track Meet

Anthony had never ran more than a mile in his life, and now he was expected to go to a track meet in his sister's place. Anthony and his older Clarissa were polar opposites, Clarissa was always on the go, running around the house to get things done, dashing around town with her friends, and when she wasn't doing either of those she was literally running around the track. Anthony hated physical exercise, he would rather chill with his friends watching Netflix or playing with his guild, the Lost Leaf, in WoW, then all of that changed the other day.

Their father was a scientist working on a secret experiment involving brain waves, one night he was tinkering around with the device when an accident caused a miss fire sending a bolt electricity throughout the house. The bolt connected to Clarissa who was about to dash out the door for her evening run and the other end connected with Anthony who was in the middle of a raid. Suddenly everything in the house went dark, and the two siblings fell unconscious.

When they came to they were in the other's bodies. Anthony awoke in Clarissa's room and Clarissa woke with her face head on Anthony's keyboard. "jhunnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnt6g" The screen read, then she screamed in her brother's baritone voice. On queue she heard the shrill of her voice coming from the bedroom next door.

Their father explained everything to the two, and begged them to not tell mom what had happen. All they had to do was pretend to be each other for just a week, he said, and he will have everything fixed by then. Reluctantly his two kids agreed.

Anthony hated his new breast, he missed having something to grab on to when he got horny, he deliberately avoided Clarissa's boyfriend only have Clarissa text him back for him, and worst of all he hated running. But he had a promise to keep, just for a week he would be his sister, unfortunately it was the week of the State Track Meet. But if his dad didn't fix it by then he was going to make Clarissa's life his own and hang up her cleats.