The two other workers gasped, while Mr. Rutherford looked angry. "Michael, have you any idea what you've done. If someone gets this app and sets it off itll be an uncontrollable domino effect! You know its far from typical! I can't believe you sent out Body Swap Roulette!!"
"Jeeze man I really screwed up. But like, as long as no one downloads it we're fine right?" Michael tugged at his collar. "Maybe people won't know."
"No, that isn't the case, people who signed up for it are gonna get notified, and want to try it out...." Eric chimed in.
The more nervous Charlie piped up too. "...and it gets worse. We may have added some extra things, for testing purposes. Once they have the app, it's going to compel them to use us. The boss wanted to have a big release, so he asked we throw in some mild mind control. Just pray you aren't on the newsletter, it'll trigger it too!"
Suddenly, Michael's phone pinged. This wasn't the time, but he had to answer it. An email popped up: "Welcome to the Body Part Swap Roulette! Your chance to is here!" Michael opened the email, it's like he couldn't help himself. It had a link to download, and in a matter of seconds the app was on his phone. He looked up scared as his fingers worked the phone on their own. After a few taps a cartoonish whirlwind surrounded his body, from the neck down. Like a mini tornado you couldn't see below, but when it was done they all realized what had happened. From the neck down Michael now possessed what looked to be the body of a teen white girl. He was petite, in a tank top with two perky tits, and leggings that looked glued to his female frame. They ended in thick socks and cute sneakers.
"Like OMG! What the heck?!" The dark skinned head lamented, now with a different vocabulary. "Oh gosh, I don't have a....you know..." The newly minted woman said.
"You're lucky that was the body you got! You know it's random!" Mr. Rutherford yelled at him. "Now at least we have a test subject to see what this app will do. Open it, tell us what you see."
"Okie Dokie boss dude!" Michael blushed, he didn't want to talk like this but couldn't help it. "It says it has to refresh! I can't be a girl, I swear!"
"Well too bad, you're just gonna have to wait out the time limit. What is that going to be?"
"Time limit? We didn't get to that part. We figured it was low priority." Eric responded.
"So you're sayin' I'm stuck as this chick? C'mon dude!" Michael whined.
"Well, it's on the market, so we can update it at least. Michael is there anything else you see that may be useful?" Eric said to him.
Michael then girlishly lifted the phone up, the female body he possessed was now getting to his mind. "Oooo what's this, forward to friends? Awww you guys are my friends!"
The three male scientists all moved towards Michael, but it was too late. All their phones vibrated. They looked at each other, sure of what came next. Each of them lifted their phones and got the apps on their phone. With a few gulps they each tapped the roulette.
First, the stuffy older Mr. Rutherford had a small tornado around his head, his body twitched until the spinning stopped. Now, his head became what looked like the final part of Michael's body. It was a cute, young brunette with shoulder-length hair. She looked around, then down at her tall male frame. "What the heck? Ugh, I look like a geezer with this body! I mean, this head is, wait, where did you get those leggings they're so cute!" Mr. Rutherford said looking at the female body he should have had.
Eric muttered. "Oh lord, it isn't making full swaaaaaa-"
His head remained, as similar to Michael his body was caught up in a whirlwind. When it was gone he had a curvy body, clad in a flight attendant's outfit, complete with an ascot, skirt, stockings and pump heels.
"Is everyone enjoying the flight? Anyone need refreshments."
Now Eric's mind saw him in a place, pacing an imaginary aisle talking to non-existent passengers.
"God, the mental override feature, its-"
Charlie then saw his legs with their own whirlwind. His eyes went wide as he saw what he got. It was the most lewd of them all. Below the waist it was swapped out with that of a fashion model, he gained some height with slender female legs. Down below he only had panties and heels on. His body then strutted back and forth like was on a runway. Luckily as he was only half swapped he had some of his own mentality. "Michael, this is bad, without us able to work and this thing spreading it could get out of control. Please, you have to get help if you can still think! And please, check out fall's Midnight Lace collection!
That's when the vision stopped. Jon felt like he had taken a long nap, and that dream was incredibly vivid. This weird lab, these people changing, it all seemed magic induced, there was no denial that he had created this weird scenario, but was this in his world? It couldn't be, maybe it was just some story his brain made up, but then again he did make the wishes. He worried about what he experienced, and maybe if he could figure it out. He still had the stone until....he felt something. A vibration in his pocket, he didn't have to check it. He had the stone in hand, a wish could fix this, but why couldn't he mouth the words. His hand dropped the stone, and reached for his cell phone. A text from Leonard Dreller, with the heading of "Dude check this out!!" struck fear in him. He opened it immediately and saw the logo.
Body Roullette, Alpha 0.7, MetaCorp Inc.
He had a clue now! He could use that name to see if he could reach them. He wanted to switch to the google app, but suddenly he opened it. The image on screen now was simply a spinning wheel with each tiny section a random noun, proper or not. As it slowed he saw some options he could never imagine.
{Grandpa}
{Hooker}
{Robot}
{SuperHero}
{Ariana Grande}
He saw it spin and spin, until it landed on something that made his heart drop. Instagram Model
His body felt odd, almost tingly, then on his bed a tornado formed around him. Luckily his head was left untouched, he could see what was happening. When it finally disappeared, he saw what he had now. It was the body of a bronzed curvy babe, in just a bikini. The shiny silver suit clung to his new thick body. It wasn't the worst thing, at least it wasn't an old man or something. Still, very awkward, he got up and went to his closet door's mirror, it was like a real like special effect, perfectly done. He moved with this new body, examining all of, his hands ran down his smooth skin. It was actually kind of arousing, still, the circumstances were dire. He went back for his phone and exited out the Body Swap App, but still, he couldn't go to a web browser, instead, he opened Instagram.
With the camera, he lifted his phone above his head, looked up, did a duck face and snapped a shot. His body was out of his control, he was stuck standing as his hands now typed a cute caption and applied filters. Hehe, Ready for the weekend!, followed by countless emojis and hashtags typed out with speed, despite having long fingernails. He would never post anything like this. Jon went to his profile ready to delete it when he noticed something. "145 Thousand Followers?" Then he opened the notifications and saw how many people were liking the picture so fast. It almost felt gratifying. Still, he had to try and focus, but still it was like he was compelled to stay on the app as long as he had his phone. And it was worse. As he went through his profile there were countless photos, all of him with that body. He even had wigs and makeup in some, but it all looked bizarre to him.
He put down his phone. Clearly he'd be obsessed with his social media if he used his phone, but maybe he could try the stone. He reached for it, and tried to mouth a wish to fix this. "I wish I had a million followers!" Jon felt more vibrations as his account swelled in numbers. That's not what he meant to say, but couldn't. One more try. "I wish....I wish I had big puffy lips!" They popped out and looked rather juicy. Now his profile had more close up ones, with pouty lips. "This isn't working! I need help!"
Jon didn't even bother to put on real clothes. He opened and sauntered out, feeling his hips swaying. As he got down to the living room his eyes when wide when he saw....
