The door opened with Gwen behind it to greet you. She was short for a woman. Slighty shorter than your 5' 6" Brunette body. But taller than your late-teenage body. 'You should really give your bodies proper names,' you thought to yourself. It was so surreal to see your girlfriend as someone who was both taller and shorter than yourself.
Gwen, for her part, looked like her usual self. She had slightly-curly, raven-colored hair tied in a ponytail, her subtle, curves covered by a baggy jacket with a geeky print, and no misplaced, swapped, body parts.... Yet.
"Hey, Sweeties," she said without so much as a flinch. 'Sweetie' was the nickname Gwen had insisted that she called you. Gwen was able to recognize you even though neither of your bodies resembled your original body. "I'm so glad to see both of you."
You where intrigued by her use of the word 'Sweeties' over the usual 'Sweetie.' It would seem as though Gwen now sees both of your bodies as her boyfriend. But, you weren't really her boyfriend anymore. The only 'male' part about was your original penis. A penis that could easily be removed and replaced on a whim.
"Hey, Sweeties. Are you just going to stand there or are you going to come inside," Gwen interrupted your thoughts.
"Oh, sorry. I guess I spaced out there. Just let me but my bikes away." You stuttered as your teenage body awkwardly wheeled you bicycles away.
"It just... I had a very strange dream the other night. That's all," your Brunette body said, continuing your conversation.
"What kind of dream," Gwen asked.
"I'm still trying to figure that out myself," you sighed. "Hell, I'm not sure I'm still dreaming right now."
Gwen shrugged and stepped back inside. You followed inside and into the TV room with both of your bodies. Catherine was sitting on the couch.
Catherine was Gwen's close friends. They were by no means a couple. But, they spent a lot of time together. Gwen spent almost as much time with Cathy as she does with you. Cathy had a catty personality. She always had her claws out against someone unless she was actively trying to butter them up. She was a pathetic type of person. You barely tolerated her.
Conversely, Cathy lothed you. She would happily wish you out of her life, if she had the chance. You had assumed she was just jealous of Gwen. Now, she was right to be jealous. Gwen had snatched the ultimate, two-for-one deal.
"Hello, Cathy," you said as your Brunette self entered the room. Cathy responded by making a big shiw of rolling her eyes.
"I assume that your going to be spending the rest of the day with THEM?" Cathy tersely asked Gwen.
"I'm not sure. Sweeties told me they had a lot on their mind."
"Whatever, just count me out of it. I always feel like a third-wheel whenever 'Sweeties' is around," Cathy finished with a demeaning tone.
Gwen sighed and shook her head. "Come on. Let's go for a walk. Just the three of us."