Confirmation By The Beach

I wobbled next to my friend Jeff, who was nervously scouting the horizon, controlling if our wives Carol and Megan were successful in catching the thief who sailed away with our boat. They were sailing back all right with Jeff's boat, but upon catching our gaze I saw Carol, now in Jeff's muscluled body, shaking her head in frustration. 

"No..." I could hear Jeff murmuring "Something happened to the medallion..."

I continued to scan the boat, trying to find other clues. My own body, now occupied by Megan, had a grim expression. My heart sank as I realized that indeed something had happened, meaning that we were stuck as each other. 

A kick in my expanded belly further reminded me of what it meant remaining stuck as Megan. I was an nine months pregnant woman and now I'll have to give birth to my first son. Not only that, but I'll also have to take care of him and feed him with my breasts.

When our 'new' husbands confirmed the worst, the shock was so strong that I entered premature labor and deliver our son two weeks in advance.

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