Swappers Chapter 12 (Patreon)

The next day, they set Justin up with a tablet with a live feed from Michelle’s mobile. It felt strange to be watching them, holding hands on the trip, kissing, snuggling, all the things he had done when he’d been Justin…well when he’d been himself.

The pain was somewhat better. At least it wasn’t crippling, and he could sit up and watch what was happening. He felt like an intruder though, watching them go through their lives, his life, without him in it.

They arrived at the swapatorium and quickly swapped back. Mindy had clicked on Tabbi Radikal’s swap advert, and Tabbi had accepted almost immediately.

“You know what to do?” Mindy, now in Justin’s body said softly.

“Yes, under no circumstances can I reveal I’m swapped.”

“I just hope Tabbi didn’t tell Leo about this, or this plan is completely fucked from the start.”

“Tabbi doesn’t see Leo much except at night. She used to be a dancer at their club until Leo knocked her up. He fucks anything that moves.”

“Sounds like a real winner.”

“Oh, he is. Remember to find any evidence you can on him. We’ll need to move fast once he’s inside Justin’s body.”

“I just have to convince him that Mindy had the money, and she hid it while she was Justin, and that’s the reason she swapped. It actually does make sense…are you sure you don’t have a few million squirreled away, Justin?”

“I promise, love.”

Michelle giggled and wrapped her arms around Mindy’s neck, kissing him deeply. 

“You be careful now and leave the feed up. If anything goes to hell in a hand basket, I’ll call in the cavalry.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Mindy rolled his eyes. “Don’t do that.”

Michelle giggled. “I won’t. Sir.”

Mindy growled, kissing Michelle’s neck and then her lips. “Alright, here she comes.”

“Is you Michelle Klein?” The woman had a heavy African-American inflection.

“I am,” Michelle said, holding out her hand. “And you must be Tabbi Radikal?”

“Yes I is,” Tabbi said. She was at least 7 months pregnant and really showing. She had natural black hair worn in a deep afro and was wearing a skintight yellow dress with what appeared to be authentic yellow leather go go boots.

“Lord have Mercy, you are an angel for giving me 24 hours of bliss away from this pregnancy. I tell you, Leo junior in here is active!”

“I believe it, and am happy to help,” Michelle said.

“Mmm, is this my new husband?” Tabbi said, looking at Justin.

“I’m Justin Klein, yes, Tabbi, it’s nice to meet you.”

Tabbi bit her lip. “You mind if I sample a bit o' that, honey while you in here?”

Michelle giggled. “You sample whatever you’d like, Tabbi. Should I do the same for your husband?”

“Oh Lawd, don’t talk to him. He don’t know nuffin’ about this little arrangement, if you know what I mean. Part of this vacation is time away from him!”

“Is he that bad?”

She shrugged. “He can be really sweet sometime…” Tabbi levered herself into the swap pod. “But he’s been a devil lately. Not sure what got into him last night, but he randy as fuck when he worked up about sumthin’.”

The Swap concierge came in. “Have you both read and accepted the terms?”

They nodded. 

“Any additional items or services that we could add for you ladies?”

“Can I request a patois to match?” Michelle said.

The concierge smiled, making some adjustments on his tablet. “We can certainly add that in for you Miss Klein. Would you also like that added in, Miss Radikal?”

Tabbi looked at Michelle. “What’s a patois?”

“It means I’ll speak like you.”

“Oh!” Tabbi said. “I didn’t know they could do that, yeah, I’ll take one of ‘em too.”

“Very well.” He tapped his tablet accordingly.

“Well, are we ready to commence?”

“We are,” Michelle said, turning and hugging Justin fiercely.

“I’ll see you when you through, baby,” Justin said.

The two pod lids closed, and the countdown commenced.

The glow enveloped the pods, and Justin watched as his wife’s mind was transferred into Tabbi Radikal’s body. Was she really his wife anymore? Hadn’t he basically resigned himself to this situation no matter the outcome? If they were successful, he couldn’t really keep them apart by going back to his body, could he? And if it went south, he definitely wouldn’t want Mindy in the hands of that monster.

The pods opened, and both women felt their bodies as they were assisted out. Justin, for that was who he was now as well, kissed the new body of his wife.

“Oh Lawd!” Michelle said. “This feels so different!”

“It does, doesn’t it?” Tabbi said from Michelle’s body. “I just adore swapping. I keep trying to convince Leo to try it.”

Michelle giggled, then gave a short squeak, putting a hand over her pregnant belly. “Oh, he moved!”

”Yes, he’s been so active lately. I should probably have given up morning cups of coffee a long time ago, but, well, now you can deal with him.”

The plan was for Michelle to go back to Leo and Tabbi’s home and somehow convince him to swap with Justin tomorrow. He didn’t think there was much hope for that working out, Michelle was not very convincing, even on the best of days…

Although…she had convinced Justin to become Mindy in the first place. She giggled a bit at that. So maybe she could find a way. He hoped so.  If only it were him that was switching with Leo, at least he’d be male again.

The feed cut out, and Just…Mindy, felt sad for some reason. His world was changing, and he didn’t think it would be for the better. He’d be someone’s plaything, and object, unable to escape from a life of sexual servitude. 

He sighed. At least they were willing to try to extricate him from this mess. Mindy shook his head…wait, it wasn’t really his mess, it was Justin’s…the original Mindy. She shouldn’t be feeling guilty at all…but it was there for some reason.

He…she…held her head in her hands. All of it was flooding through her. Could this be the trip point? It wasn’t supposed to happen until tomorrow, but she couldn’t get her brain to wrap around who she actually was…

Sighing and sliding back down into the pillows, Mindy closed her eyes as tears leaked from the corners.

***

Justin and ‘Michelle’ arrived an hour or so later. They were laughing and giggling, and apparently, Justin had been teasing Tabbi about assuming her “wifely duties.”

Mindy was glad they could be so happy in the midst of all this worry. She winced against the pain in her sides and back, trying to adjust herself. She needed to be quiet, they didn’t want ‘Michelle’ to know she was here. Under covers and bandaged as she was, there was no reason to believe she’d be recognized, but they didn’t want to take any chances.

Justin came into the bedroom.

“How are you doing, honey?”

Mindy shrugged. “As well as can be expected, I suppose.”

“Wow, so it’s happening to you too.”

She looked confused. “I’m sorry?”

“The accent. Pure Lancashire”

Mindy shook her head, then winced against the pain. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

“It’s happening. Even though we were supposed to swap tomorrow, I think we are both hitting our trip point now.”

Mindy nodded, already knowing it to be true. “What will happen?”

Justin shrugged. “I’m not really sure. I’ve never crossed the border like this before. Tell me how you feel?”

Mindy thought about it. “Sore, tired, a bit sad, very worried, ashamed you are all doing this for me…well, I mean you, but me.”

Justin chuckled. “Yes, it feels very much like we are doing it for you, doesn’t it?”

“Who are you talking to, honey?” Michelle walked into the room.

Mindy shot daggers at Justin and slid back under the covers.

“It’s just a friend. She got hit by a car yesterday and is recovering.”

“Oh, my dear!” Michelle ran to the bed. “Is there anything we can get you?”

Mindy shook her head, sliding her eyes nearly shut. “Just need to sleep, thanks, Michelle.”

She giggled. “You’re welcome! Just holler if you need anything ‘kay?”

“Yes, absolutely.”

Michelle took Justin’s hand and led him out of the room, giggling. “I’m going to steal my husband away if you don’t mind!”

Mindy closed her eyes, pretending to sleep.

***

Later that evening, Mindy heard the door alert. It wasn’t the standard indicator; this one was a security alert.

She struggled awake, still very sore, but feeling a bit better. She was able to put on the light robe and slippers they’d left for her at the foot of the bed.

Walking out to the main room, she saw Justin had already answered it.

“Are you Justin Kline of Estine Electrical?" Someone spoke in a deep voice from the other side.

Mindy could not see who it was and started for the door. Justin put an arm up out of view of whoever was there.

Justin nodded. “I am.”

“Sir, we have a warrant here for your arrest. We need you to get dressed and come with us immediately.”

Mindy inhaled sharply. The Police! And they were going to arrest Justin!

“What’s this?” Justin rubbed his head. “Let me see that warrant.”

He took a tablet from one of the officers and read it.

“You’re kidding.”

The officer replied. “No, Sir. You’ll need to come with us.”

Justin sighed. “This is a huge mistake, you realize that?”

They came into the house, and Mindy scurried back to the guest bedroom. “Look, we weren’t in charge of this one, we just haul in who we’re supposed to.”

“I’m sure you are both very dedicated officers, but this is ridiculous.”

“I’m sorry you feel that way, Sir. You can, of course, file a complaint against the prosecution AI, but we’ll have to bring you down to the station to perform that.”

“Let me get some clothes, and I’ll be right back.”

“I’m afraid we’ll have to accompany you, at least to the bedroom. Keep the door open and keep in sight of the door.”

Mindy could hear footsteps walking toward the other bedroom. She heard some muffled discussion as Justin informed Tabbi, who had obviously just awakened.

She heard them mumbling some more, then apparently Justin was led out of the house, and the door shut.

Once they were gone, Mindy went into the living room where Tabbi looked shocked.

“Any idea what happened?” Mindy said.

“They arrested him! Oh my God!”

“Did they say why?”

“Something about disclosing private information to third parties? Do you know anything about that?”

Mindy frowned. She still remembered being Justin, but it was vague like it had been a movie she’d seen once, or he had been a close friend. “No, that’s very odd.”

“Wait, I know you, don’t I? You’re like…” she appeared to be trying to remember.

Mindy didn’t want to say anything. “I think I’m going to the police station and try to find out what has happened.”

“Good idea. Should I tell Michelle?”

“I’ll call her on the way. Just stay here, we’ll get this all sorted out, I’m sure it’s just a big misunderstanding.”

Mindy went back to the guest bedroom and put on some clothes. It was a pair of painted-on jeans with a yellow top that displayed her cleavage. She rummaged through her purse and found enough makeup to be presentable, dragged a brush through her hair, and pulling it up into a ponytail.

She got her mobile and tapped in to request an e-car. Grabbing her purse, she went out into the living room to wait.

“Mindy Montana!” Tabbi said, as soon as she was out. “You’re the porn star! Holy shit, look at how small you are!”

Mindy smiled. “Well, I recently had a reduction procedure, yes.”

“Oh my god, you are so beautiful!”

“Well, thanks. I had a bit of an accident, so not quite at my best.”

“I can’t wait to tell Leo I met you. He’s always going on about you!”

Mindy winced at that. Hopefully, by the time Tabbi actually mentioned it to him, this would all be over.