Don't Ask Don't Tell

It was the first day of my class' swap week. Each class at school would take turns being swapped over the next month, so that the students could practice being each other amongst the rest of the student body. Typically, the school tried not to swap students across genders, as to avoid uncomfortable situations. However, there were more girls in my class than boys, and he happened to be the only guy randomly swapped with one of them. Specifically, Molly, the hottest girl in his class. To top it off, this year, everybody was forbidden from revealing their true identity or whether it was their class' swap week -even to their host family. That is, if they didn't want to repeat the grade.

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat. Molly's mom was humming to herself in the front seat of the car. After a while, her mother glanced back at her daughter's body, "How was your day, my darling daughter?"

"It was good," I replied nervously.

"I heard they're doing that swap week thing over the next couple of months. Have they told you when it's your class' turn yet?"

I couldn't let her find out, "No, I uh.. I want to opt out of it. I didn't want to swap with anyone."

Fuck, why did I say that? That wasn't what the teachers had told us to say. I can say the dumbest things sometimes.

"That's understandable. I imagine it can be pretty invasive to have another girl occupying your body. I'll call the school when we get home and let them know you want to opt out."

I'm getting myself into some deep shit now. I can't give away my true identity, but I don't want to get my classmate in a pickle either! It was either me or her. I couldn't fail the grade!

She turned into the driveway and parked the car, "Well, here we are, Molly! Home sweet home."

Part 1