As Biff walked home, he reflected on the events that morning. Everything seemed fine when he woke up that morning. No one could have guessed what would happen to him less than an hour later, right? He was driving to the school for his Saturday football practice, when suddenly, he found himself in this Goth chick's bedroom. And not only that, but he was also wearing her clothes. How disgusting was that? Even his hair (as short as it was) was pulled back into two small pigtails, which he soon after undid. The mirror in the Goth chick's bedroom then showed the girl's hair falling down to her shoulders. Actually, it was a better look for her. But he still didn't want to look like her. He wanted to look like himself. Anyway, right after he found himself in the Goth chick's room, he discovered that her name was Zoe and she was the sister of that loser Jon Madison. And then after that, things quickly spun out of control. Jon started acting all queer and then so did his little brother. Shortly later, Biff discovered that they too had swapped with someone else (Jon with a college girl named Meagan, and Mikey with a high school girl named Janelle, whom Biff knew from the cheerleading squad). And then after that, their mom changed. He never quite knew who she swapped with, but when he saw her leave the house, she seemed to have slutted herself up a bit, wearing more revealing clothes and more make-up. Then she took the family sedan from the garage and just left, and never came back. Then a few minutes later, Jon's friend Karyn showed up and then Jon himself, looking like that Meagan girl that had taken his appearance. Then Karyn got swapped with a little girl. Biff figured enough was enough. He needed a break. So, he just got out of there. He headed home, somewhere familiar, somewhere where he could just stay until all of this blew over (if it blew over). But the main reason he went home was to get out of this Goth chick's clothes and into his own. He needed to feel like himself again. He needed to ...
He stopped.
Where was he? He looked around and saw that he had missed his turn, at least two blocks back. Was he so deep in thought that he just didn't notice? He remembered seeing the street sign for the road which led to his house. But for some reason, he kept walking straight.
He looked down the block a ways and saw an isolated building. It was strange, but he felt like he needed to go there. So, he did. He walked for another minute and stopped at the entrance, looking at the large black-painted door. He reached out with his hand and touched it, then yanked it back when the door opened. A pale Goth girl with blue-dyed hair emerged from the building and weakly smiled at him, then turned and walked down the sidewalk. While the door was still open, Biff glanced inside and saw that it was some sort of gothic merchandise store. And when the door closed shut, Biff snapped out of it.
"What the hell am I doing?" he asked himself. He shook his head and quickly retraced his steps, getting away from there. He had no idea what came over him. He obviously didn't want anything to do with being this Goth girl, or just plain Goth, for that matter. So why was he so compelled to go to that store? He never wanted to go there before.
When he made it to his street, he turned and began to walk towards home. But before he even got past three steps, a girl spoke to him.
"You're one of those Goth people. Aren't you?"
Biff turned and saw a girl dressed in a black gothic dress. She was standing behind a row of bushes.
"Not exactly," Biff answered. "This isn't my body. I swapped with her." Biff's eyes narrowed on the girl. "I know you. Your name is Athena." He recognized her from school, but also from the many photos in Zoe's bedroom. He figured that Athena was a close friend of hers. But if that was true, why did she act like she didn't recognize him (or rather the illusion of Zoe that he portrayed)?
"Actually, my name is Angie. People only think I'm this Athena girl." She emerged from behind the bushes and slowly walked towards Biff. "Can you help me? The moment I found myself in these awful pagan clothes, I was terrified by what could have happened to me. For a time, I thought that I was being punished."
"Punished?" Biff asked. "By who?"
"God. But I knew that that couldn't be the case. No one is more devoted, more devout, than me. I'm not trying to show pride here. I really don't see what I could have done wrong to deserve this."
"So ... you're a ..."
"A Catholic girl. I came downtown to hear Reverend Foster's speech."
"And now you're a Goth girl."
"No more than you are, I suspect," she said.
"You'd be right," he said. "In fact, I'm going home to change out of these clothes. You can come with me if you want."
"Thanks," she said. "Uh ... what was your name again?"
"Biff. Biff Meadows."
She looked at him. "You're a guy?"
"Yeah, believe it or not. Now, come on. My house isn't far."
Zoe looked at the clock. She had been waiting at the cabin for almost two hours. She had already tried to call the rest of her coven, but she had no luck. No one would answer. Well, except for Athena, but she had a feeling that the person she talked to wasn't really her friend, not anymore.
To pass the time, she read through some of the old tomes that sat on the bookshelf. She had already read them before and knew that there was nothing in them that would help her current predicament, but she needed something to do while she waited.
A few minutes later, she started to feel strange. She looked down at the book in her hand and suddenly felt disinterested. She closed the book and put it back on the shelf, then sat back down.
She looked at the clock and then wondered why she was even sticking around, when she could be outside doing something more important like ...
There was a knock at the door, which broke Zoe out of her thoughts. She shook her head, wondering why she was so anxious to leave. She needed to wait for the rest of her coven. And it was probably them knocking on the door right now.
She stood up from the chair and walked to the cabin door, then opened it. The two women outside were strangers. And from their appearances, they seemed to be very conservative, not the type of people who would go out of their way to a cabin used by witches. How did they even know about this cabin anyway? Zoe and the rest of her coven went through great lengths to hide the cabin from the public, by cloaking it in a veil of magic. Only those who used magic could find it. So how did these two find it? They didn't look like the types who would go around casting spells.
"Zoe, it's us. Rachel and Athena," the mid-thirties woman said.
The teenage girl looked at Zoe with wide eyes. "Is that who you swapped with? Biff Meadows?" She smirked at the sight of Biff wearing the black dress that Zoe had put on earlier.
"Who did you swap with?" Zoe asked. "Mary Poppins?"
"Touche," said the girl dressed in the modest blouse and skirt (who was really Athena).
"Can we come in?" Rachel asked.
"By all means," Zoe said.
After Athena walked in, she squealed suddenly and spun around on her Mary Janes. "Zoe! What did you do that for?"
Zoe looked down at her hand. For some reason, she was compelled to grab Athena's butt and squeeze it. The desire to do it was overwhelming ... for a moment. Now it was gone.
"How long have you been feeling this way?" Rachel asked.
"Uh ... not long. What's wrong with me?" Zoe asked.
"It's just as I feared. Your physical aura and metaphysical aura are mismatched and now the part of you that is Biff is beginning to dominate."
"You mean I'm turning into Biff Meadows?"
"No, not physically. But mentally, yes. You won't have his memories, but you'll think like him, talk like him, and act like him, to the point where you will match the illusion that you are portraying. People will see Biff, as they do now, but your ... personality will change to match what they see."
"I don't want that to happen!" Zoe yelled, getting frightened.
"And we won't let it," Rachel said. "I have something in mind that will help. But I could really use Scarlet's help. Have you seen her today?"
"No. I don't know where she is."
