BEN 10 HEADSWAP - WINNER (Patreon)
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The room was spinning. Ben felt a chill run down his neck, followed by a hard thud against the stone floor. He tried to get up, but his legs were too long and thin, causing him to stumble and fall back down.
Ben: (His voice filled with panic) What... what happened? I can't move!
He crawled toward a piece of a hand mirror on the floor. He picked it up, and his own head stared back at him, but from the neck down, all he could see were Charmcaster’s shoulders and purple dress.
Ben: (Screaming) NO! CHARMCASTER! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!
Miles away, Ben’s body lay on the bunk in the RV. But the new owner of that body was Charmcaster.
Charmcaster: (In her voice, arrogantly) It worked perfectly. This body is so… primitive, but useful.
She lifted Ben’s hand and looked at the inactive Omnitrix on his wrist. She tried to activate it, but the watch didn’t respond.
Charmcaster: (Muttering) It doesn’t matter. The real power isn’t in the watch—it’s in the head. And my head is right here.
Back at the sanctuary, Ben managed to make his way outside, constantly tripping over his dress. He saw the trailer in the distance.
Ben: (Screaming at the top of his lungs) GRANDPA MAX! GWEN! HELP!
Gwen ran out of the trailer, but stopped dead in her tracks when she saw her cousin’s head on her enemy’s body.
Gwen: Ben? What is this... this nightmare?
Ben: It was Charmcaster! I think she cast a head-swapping spell! She must be in my body!
At that moment, the trailer door swung open. Ben’s body emerged, but with the sorceress’s head, smiling smugly.
Charmcaster: (In her mocking voice) Got a problem, folks? Lost something?
Ben: YOU! GIVE ME BACK MY BODY!
Charmcaster: (Mocks him, flexing Ben’s arms) Why? I’m taking very good care of it. In fact, I think I’m going to take it for a spin. Let’s see what kind of aliens this toy can pull out once I figure out how to activate it.
Charmcaster, in Ben’s body, broke into a run toward the forest, moving with an agility that Ben, in her body, could never match. Gwen prepared to cast a spell, but Grandpa Max stopped her.
Grandpa Max: Wait! We can’t hurt Ben’s body!
Ben: (Falling to his knees, frustrated) We have to catch her! Before she causes a disaster!
Charmcaster stopped at the edge of the forest and turned, looking at her former body with her enemy’s head.
Charmcaster: (With a cruel smile) Don’t worry, “Ben.” I’ll take such good care of him that when we meet again—if you ever come back—I’ll eliminate you along with my old body.
With one last mocking laugh, she vanished into the trees, leaving Ben trapped, helpless, and in the body of a very sexy girl.