Cathy’s body thief leaned forward and pressed her breasts together. “I’m not going back in there,” the thief laughed. “It’s a good thing you decided to come to this party. I was almost out of time, but I finally found somebody compatible. I just wish I didn’t have to be a chick.” The thief winked and fondled his crotch. “God, this kind of feels good. I wonder what else I can do.” Cathy squirmed on the beach chair and grimaced. There was a weird pain in her chest as she tried to scream. But only a mere whisper made it out. “Good - the drink’s doing its job. In a few minutes, you’ll be out of my hair for good.”
After Cathy went to her coworker’s party, she decided to watch the nearby ocean waves. She didn’t fit in at all here, and it didn’t help that her coworker (Kelly) was flirting with the guys out on the beach. That was when Martin, the elderly homeowner whose grandson was hosting the party, decided to come talk to her.
It didn’t seem like anything bad was going to happen. She opened up to him and talked about how out of place she felt. He was really nice and offered some great life advice. Before she knew it, she was sharing drinks with him and feeling a little tipsy when her body started to shiver. A gas left her lips, and by the time she opened her eyes, she was in the old man’s body.
Now, Martin was showing off his stolen flesh. Cathy tried to say more, but it was like her throat was getting super dry. She reached out and tried to grab onto her young body’s arm, but Martin was faster. He giggled and pranced away into a nearby crowd of men.
The world started to spin around Cathy, and she ended up falling off her chair. There were too many people at the party to notice her flailing for help. Before she knew it, the world slowly darkened. The last thing she could see was her young body returning to her and leaning forward to examine her. “Don’t worry, sweetie, I’ll treat this body well. Hey! Hey! Somebody help! Martin’s having a heart attack!” Cathy slowly closed her eyes.