Dylan stepped out onto the stage as his Uncle Frank’s son, a 6 year old boy named Kenneth, better known as “little Kenny” by the majority of the family. The crowd instantly erupted in laughter.
Everyone clapped and pulled out their cameras as Dylan blushed from the embarrassment of his new body. “It’s just tradition.” His father’s words echoed in his head.
Dylan did his best to crack a smile and even started to do some super hero poses on his way back to the kids table. He knew trying to own up to his transformation would lead to less teasing in the long run.
Next up was actually cousin Kenny himself. Only this Kenny was wearing actual clothes as opposed to the undies Dylan was currently wearing.
Dylan noticed his someone giving him a big thumbs up from corner of his eye. It was his Dad Clyde mouthing the words “Thank you!,” he assumed for attending.
“Wow cousin Dylan you’re even tinier than me!” One of the kids next to him mentioned.
“Yeah, I guess I am.. for now.”
“At least your not a girl, these ballerina tights aren’t comfortable at all. Peeing sitting down is gonna such too.”
The crowd began to pick up steam again. The cheering was even louder than we Dylan transformed!
“Jeez who did Kenny even get?” Dylan had to literally stand on his chair to get a good look at the stage.
“No way...”
On the stage was Dylan’s original body. Only this time he had a very timid expression on his face and was wearing nothing but a jockstrap!
“How?! I packed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt in my present.” Dylan knew only one other person had access to his box.
“Dad!” He yelled out in his squeaky voice.
“Sorry son! they recently relaxed on the clothing rules and I thought since it’s your last kids table visit, might as well go off with a bang!” Clyde laughed back.
The crowd began whistling. Some relatives even threw spare dollars at the stage.
Kenny walked back to his chair. His Father Frank picked out the stray bills people put in his jock on his way to his seat.
Dylan didn’t say a word throughout the adult swaps. He was mortified about by his father’s actions. Plus the fact that there were now photos of him in nothing but his jockstrap looking like a deer in headlights.
His father ended up transforming into his cousin Arthur’s boyfriend, Drew. Uncle Frank on the other hand became cousin Rose’s tough looking Mexican husband, Oscar.
After the final ceremony everyone was free to try to reorganize themselves.
“Would you look at that Clyde. Our son’s actually got each other!” Frank said, not even caring about his swap.
“I definitely lost my bet.” Clyde answered. “But then again, no one could’ve predicted a mutual swap! I don’t remember the last time two people got eachother. Guess I should be the one congratulating you now on the star athlete son huh?”
Dylan rolled his eyes and decided to strike up a conversation with Kenny. He was a good kid who looked uncomfortable at the moment.
“How’s the weather up there?” Dylan joked at his own body.
“Oh uh fine. Sorry about the Undies cousin Dylan. My daddy picked them out.”
“Nah it’s fine don’t worry about. My dad did the same thing. I guess we both won’t expecting on getting this exposed..”