Kyle looked around for anyone to swap with. He'd be ok with being in high school again, but he'd rather not do it as an air headed bimbo. he looked around and saw an average looking dude and Kyle thought he'd be the perfect candidate. Kyle first selected himself, and then aimed for the kid.
As Kyle hit the button, the kid's head fell just a tad from the boring lecture. Kyle was unaware that such a minor movement could change up who was swapped. Behind the kid, was an orange and white hamster running on a wheel. Kyle thought he had hit the kid, and then selected himself. Reality altered as he shifted across the room, but not in the way he expected.
Kyle found himself in a large cage. It took up a large portion of the classroom, but no-one seemed to care. Kyle looked down and saw his body was covered in body hair that hadn't been trimmed. It looked like if he had never cut or shaved anything ever. His penis was practically covered by a mountain of pubes. He looked in a little mirror in the cage and saw he was naked.
He fell on his hands and found he could no longer get on his legs, and could only crawl. He tried to say something, but it only came out as "Squeak squeak." Looking over at his former life's desk, was a hamster sitting on a tiny table with a cute specially made cheerleader costume on. It looked as if it were taking notes.
Kyle couldn't believe what had happened, but he had been put in the life of a hamster. Kyle shat himself right there. It wasn't out of fear, but a lack of any bowel control as e had the instincts of a hamster. He started crawling on his wheel as he tried to play off his fear. He spotted the swapper sitting in his cage and sighed in relief.
The class got up half an hour later as Kyle grew tired on his wheel. He wanted to swap with anyone but with eyes on him, he couldn't bend to far out of the hamster's instincts. He watched as the hamster walked off in the cheerleader's life. He'd have to wait till no one was looking to go for the device. The class left and Mrs. Roxanne walked over. She cleaned up the poop as she hoped in the cage, and saw no problems with the human as a class pet.
She saw the device, and to Kyle's fear, picked it up.
"Hmm. What's this Ms. Hammy." She asked rhetorically.
Kyle wanted to scream that he wasn't a female hamster, but all that came out was a single soft squeak. Mrs. Roxanne shrugged as she placed the device in her purse as she went back to her desk. Kyle wanted to cry as he watched his only hope sit uselessly in the purse. A school day later, Mrs. Roxann came back over to Kyle's cage and somehow managed to drag it. It's as if it weighed nothing at all.
Mrs. Roxanne walked a block down the road and walked into her home. Her husband was there to great her along with her 16 year old twin girls and her 4 year old daughter. He youngest daughter spoke up.
"Mommy mommy! Can I have Ms. Hammy in my room tonight?" She asked innocently.
"Yes you can abby." She said sweetly.
Kyle braced as his cage was dragged up the stairs, reality bending to make it fit. He was placed in the corner as he sulked. He would have to hope someone swapped something before he died in hamster years. He watched in his bed of wooden chips as Abby drifted off to sleep.