He felt the body swap work, after a second to steady himself, he could feel his new height, the weight distribution on his chest and back.
Wait, he was holding the bow and arrow, reaching back he felt the quiver on his shoulder, and the cloak weighing him down. Setting down his bow, he then grabbed the blades on his hip to pull out, looking at them he noticed they looked like short swords. Unclasping the cloak, he took it off, inspecting the tunic as it hugged tight to his, no her, form. Now she just needs to check one thing.
Moving to the computer she reduced the image his body was in, aaannnd. Bingo, the original image was not changed, meaning he could swap bodies with pictures or art and everyone would be none the wiser. Pulling up a few different images she downloads them, she tries a clothes swap with superman, when she swapped, the clothes were still form fitting. Switching the clothes back, she then swapped out with a modern sundress, and it fit like a glove. This would work well, he could swap bodies and clothes to make his own custom look whenever he wants.
Pulling up the download again, she picked up the bow, then swapped back, as he would not be able to hide his swapped body from his parents.
As he was dozing off, he had a stray thought.
