“You’re not going to eat those fatty, disgusting things while in my body, are you? Remember — my body is a temple,” said Daisy, as she watched a sad Ben put the plate down. He picked one up and slowly put it into his mouth.
“That’s the only one you’re having. If we’re going to be in each other’s bodies for a while, then we must respect and treat them well,” said Daisy, as she sniffed Ben’s armpit.
“When did you last shower?”
Ben took another crisp because of that comment. Seeing this, Daisy tipped the whole plate into the bin, opened the fridge, and handed him a pre-made chicken salad.
Daisy made sure Ben ate well and exercised while in her body. She even blindfolded him when he was in the shower — but the cheeky guy still saw some stuff, to her annoyance. There was no sign of them swapping back, so Daisy was going to have to teach Ben how to look after her body. She couldn’t help him forever, she guessed.
Many months later, both Daisy and Ben had come to terms with the idea they might not be switching back. They agreed to meet up.
Daisy was nervous — she hoped Ben had looked after her body.
Ben walked around the corner — more of a skip, really — with a smile on his face. He waved at Daisy, whose jaw almost dropped to the floor. Her hair was perfect, the dress was amazing, and those heels were so cute.
A shocked Daisy sat and had dinner with Ben, who had kept his word and looked after Daisy’s body well.
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