"I'm game, but wait a second. If all this is true, you swapped underwear, shoes, height, and apartments with Mick? So, you and I weren't living together before? Did we even know each other?"
Nancy thinks for a moment, as if deciding whether to lie. "No, not really. Also names. She used to be Nancy and I used to be Mick, as crazy as it sounds."
"I still don't know if I believe you, but it would explain a lot about her phone call. Poor girl thought wearing women's shoes and underwear was normal." Dani stifles a laugh. "It is a little funny imagining her doddering around in a pair of your heels or ankle boots."
Nancy laughs. "I guess. Though, they were hers originally."
"Well anyway, I said I was game and I meant it. Let me change into something more comfortable and you can set up whatever you need to set up to make the magic happen," She says, hopping up from the couch and walking off to her bedroom.
"Nothing to set up, but take your time," responds Nancy to an already closed bedroom door. For the umpteenth time since Mick left earlier today, he unbuttons his jeans and looks down at the panties encompassing his stiffening penis.
"Still weird. Surprisingly not uncomfortable, though." He buttons up and stretches while he waits.
In the other room, Dani slips out of her scrubs, revealing long, slender legs and a toned body. She then throws on a pair of pinkish low-rise pajama pants and a cream-colored halter top that leaves just a bit of belly exposed and hugs her tight breasts. Finally, she takes her hair out of the messy bun and puts it into a relaxed low ponytail and heads back out to the living room barefoot.
"Alright, magic boy. Ready?" She says, opting to sit semi-cross-legged on the couch.
Nancy grins. "Always!"
He extends the rod out to her, and waits for her to touch it. Slowly, she extends her slender painted fingers out to it and there is a flash.
--
As their vision clears, the two roommates find that at least a couple of the changes are immediately obvious. Dani, in shock, springs to her feet.
"Ohmigod! You weren't kidding! These are your jeans! And look at your hair."
Nancy chuckles, sitting down on an armchair and crossing one leg over the other. "Uh-huh." He takes in her form, and as he does, he runs a finger subconsciously through his ponytail. Short sandy blonde hair is cut boyishly just above her pierced ears. Her fit torso is still in her cream halter top, but her long and slender legs are now covered by his old worn-out jeans.
"Oh! Look at your feet," he smiles, trying not to laugh. Her once effeminate feet were now Nancy's larger masculine ones, though she still had a pinkish-orangey shade of paint on her wide toenails. "I guess nail polish must be a separate category."
"Woah! They're so big!" She exclaims, stomping around the room like she's Godzilla to show them off.
Nancy laughs and shakes his head. "They're not that big..."
"Compared to yours, they are, twinkle-toes!"
Nancy arches a brow and looks down at the tiny toes peaking out from the bottom of his girly pajama pants. "Did you just call me-"
"Also, look at our hair!" Dani walks mannishly back over to him. "I think we still have our own."
"The hell we do!" Nancy nearly chokes laughing while shaking his ponytail at Dani. "Look at it!"
"No, you look at it! It's my style, but that's not my hair. Different shade of blonde. Different thickness, too!"
"So we traded haircuts, but not hair?" Mick asks while his roommate pokes and prods at his scalp.
"Yeah, hairstyle. And... not just for our heads. How often do you shave your arms?"
"I don't."
Dani grins. "You do now."
Nancy snorts and feels up his smooth arms with a smirk. He then points his toes down and slowly pulls the pant leg to his pajamas up over his thigh to reveal a perfectly smooth, albeit still somewhat masculine, leg with a small girlish foot at the end.
"Cute," smiles Dani.
"Whatever," he smiles back. "So we traded legwear, feet, and hairstyle. That seems a little short."
"Feels like a lot to me." She shrugs. "Though you are missing an obvious one. You don't move like you used to. Your body language is super femme now. And I'm definitely having a hard time putting grace into my steps."
Nancy stands up and saunters over to the kitchen and back, walking as girlishly as possible. "Wow!"
"Okay, that is not how I walk. But I can see you're having fun, so I'll let it slide."
Nancy counts on his fingers and sticks a hip out. "Body language makes four, but I traded five with Mick. Or old Nancy, I guess. Think we're missing one?"
"I dunno. I don't feel anything else different. Do you think the staff trades off the same amount of traits every time?"
"I'm not sure, but I do know that not all of the things I swapped with Mick were immediately obvious. I bet we're missing one."
Dani plops back down onto the couch and leans back. "Well, don't fret. I'm sure we'll figure it out."
"Sure." Nancy sits down beside her, semi-cross-legged.
Little did they know, the final swap was siblings and sibling activities. Nancy now had two sisters, one older and one younger. The older, Julie, was a lawyer out in California, but she would be visiting in a few days. Maggie, the younger was still in high school. She was now living with Nancy's parents, rather than Dani's. Both were still more or less the same as they had always been. Julie's life hadn't changed a bit outside of having different childhood friends, whom she hasn't seen in years anyway. For Maggie, her entire friend group is different since she's in a school much closer to the Magnus homestead. Not that she knew it. Apart from that, it seemed that being nurtured by an entirely different set of parents affected their lives very minimally, something the staff was very good at ensuring.
If you were to ask Julie or Maggie, they'd tell you they spend time with Nancy exactly the same as they used to with Dani. Or they would of they could remember Dani. Namely, that would be volleyball or softball and drinking out at clubs with Julie, who is athletic and outgoing much like her former sister, and going to theater productions and dance recitals with Maggie, who is a bit of a drama nerd. That would also be talking about fashion and boys with both. Though they both know Nancy is a straight man, they consider him a sister just like they considered Dani one, and they see no problem with it at all.
"Oh! I just realized something," says Dani. She turns to the now effeminate boy. "Since your magic staff is real, we haven't been formally introduced. I mean, not really. I've met you, but you haven't met me." She reaches a hand out to the boy. "Hi, I'm Dani McLannin."
Nancy smiles and puts his hand in hers. "Nancy Magnus. Hey, that's a firm grip."
"Thanks."
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